Speaking to to you last night made me very aroused. When you told me not to touch myself? It made me want you even more. To touch myself more so than I already wanted. I fantasized about you last night. When I logged off, I went to my bed naked, wrapped myself in a nice warm blanket against the chilly breeze from the ceiling fan and central air combined. My nipples slightly hard, running my fingers over them. I closed my eyes slightly, imagining you fingers caressing my skin. I slid my hand down my body, wanting to touch my womanhood. Then I remembered what you said about using anything I wanted. With that I reached into my night stand and pulled out a small vibe, dying to feel that sensation against my clit. My left hand playing with my left nipple. Switching between the left and right breast. My legs spread wide as I think of you sitting in front of me. Your fingers slithering over my hot wet pussy.

In my head your talking to me. Asking me if I am a good slave, and if I like pleasing myself in front of you. I had never done it before and I nod while a whispered yes plays off my lips. I tell you I want more, and I press the vibe harder to my clit. The rumbling slamming my climax closer. I take the vibe away and let my middle finger slide between my lips. It's nice and wet as I licked my finger, and imagined you sliding your tongue between my lips. I ache to feel your cock inside me, so I slip one finger in, then two.

In and out my fingers glide, occasionally coming out to run over my clit a few times. I want to have an orgasm so bad, and in my head once more, I tell you I am about to have an orgasm. You tell me not to. I remember your instructions clearly, and I pause to let the sensation falter a little. I squeeze my breast then pinch the nipples before returning to my wetness. A few soft moans escape my lips as I don't want anyone to hear me. I want to close my thighs each time the sensation wears off, and mentally I bind my hands behind my head whilst your fingers probe my pussy.

I paused at least seven times. My half hour is already up, and I layed there enjoying the vibration against my hot cunt. I arch my back slightly, my chest coming up a little more, my legs spread wider. I can feel it coming. I ask for your permission to have an orgasm as I know I came and wet the bed a little. "Please Sir." I begin. "Please let me orgasm." I want you to say no, but as the sensation builds and fills my body more and more, I go against your wishes. I give my pussy a little tap before rubbing the vibe against my clit. "Take it you slut! You dirty little girl." You say to me. This makes even more hot as I press a little harder and start to make small circles. Letting the tip of the vibe enter me slightly. Teasing my hole. I want it so bad. I want to have an orgasm. It's building more. "Mmmm, I lick my lips and bite the lower gently. My right hand grips the side of the bed.

My mind is wondering what this is. It's coming, but I have never felt this way before. The tingles. I can feel them getting there. I know they will be explosive as my orgasm starts to peak. "That's it baby girl. Cum for Daddy." I can still hear you in my head. I grip my thigh, my nails dragging across my flesh before returning to my nipples and pinching one as hard as I could. "Oh yes. That's it. Harder Sir. More please." I mentally beg. It's coming, but to hear you speak dirty to me makes it come even more. I move my hips towards the vibe, and as my legs get wider, my orgasm hits me harder than anything I ever felt. I turn over on my stomach, letting my pussy lips wrap around the vibe. The blanket in between my legs as the vibe becomes silenced underneath. My thighs closed tightly together. I let out some stong breaths, chest moving up and down.

When I am finished, I turn off the vibrator, put my bottoms back on, and into the bathroom I went to wash up and clean my toys. I can't wait to write you about it in the morning. I smile as I think about you. "Uh, oh." I think to myself, wondering if you even gave me permission to cum and have an orgasm. I figure A'well. I will deal with it tomorrow. When I finish I wrap back up in bed after changing the sheets, and fall asleep thinking about what you would be like in real life, rather than in my head.