Chapter 4: Climax
Jady tall slim brunette and big boobs wants you to stroke over thong while you cum from jerk off instructions . She sits at her desk in her small, dimly lit studio apartment, the air thick with anticipation and the scent of vanilla. The room is adorned with sultry decor, a red satin thong lying carelessly on a plush, velvet chaise longue, a tantalizing invitation to surrender to her will. Her voice is low and sultry as she presses the phone to her ear, her lips curling into a seductive smile.
"Hello, pet," she purrs into the phone.
"You know what I want you to do, right?"
A soft, eager sigh on the other end. "Yes, Mistress."
Jady smirks, running a finger along the lace edge of her black bra. "Good boy. Tell me, are your pants tight yet?"
"Yes, Mistress. I've been hard since I heard your voice." His voice is a low growl, barely controlled.
Jady's smile widens. She leans back in her chair, her breasts pushing against the thin silk of her robe.
She can picture him, the Unknown Male, sitting in his dark room, the phone held tightly to his ear, his other hand buried in his pants. She loves the power she holds over him, the way he hangs onto her every word.
"Good," she coos. "Now, I want you to take that big, hard cock out. Stroke it for me, pet. Show me how much you want it."
A faint rustle on the line, the sound of fabric shifting, and then the wet sound of his hand wrapping around his length. Jady's nipples harden beneath her robe, her own desire sparking at the sound.
She imagines the sight—his fingers wrapped around his thick, veiny cock, the tip already glistening with precum. She licks her lips, her voice thickening with lust. "That's it, pet. Imagine it's my hand wrapped around you. My fingers tight, stroking you just the way you like it. Tell me, how does it feel?"
He groans into the phone, the sound low and primal. "Fuck, Mistress. It feels so good. I'm so fucking hard, it's aching."
Jady smiles, her free hand slipping down to rub her pussy through her panties. "Good.
Now, I want you to imagine my mouth on you. My lips wrapping around your cock, my tongue swirling around the tip. Can you feel that, pet?"
He lets out a shuddering breath, his hand moving faster on his cock. I can feel it. Your mouth is so fucking hot, so tight—"
Jady interrupts him with a low laugh. "Not yet, pet. Not until I say so. Right now, I want you to reach into that drawer next to you. The one with the toys."
There's a pause, and then a soft thud as he sets the phone down.
Jady can picture him leaning over, his cock still in his hand, to rummage through the drawer. She hears the clinking of plastic and metal, the soft rustle of fabric.
"What do you want me to do with it, Mistress?" he asks, his voice hoarse with need.
Jady's smile is wicked. She shifts in her seat, her fingers trailing down to her clit, rubbing it through the damp fabric of her panties. "I want you to grab that red satin thong from the drawer. The one you sent me.
Wrap it around your cock, pet. Make sure it's nice and tight."
There's a pause, a rustle of fabric, and then a low groan. It's so fucking hot."
Jady grins, her fingers slipping inside her panties, rubbing her wet folds. "I know it is, pet. Now, I want you to imagine me. Imagine me on my knees in front of you, my hands wrapped around your thighs. You can feel my breath on your cock, hot and wet. Can you see it, pet?"
He lets out a shuddering breath.
"Fuck, yes, Mistress. I can see it. Your lips parting, your tongue peeking out..."
Jady's fingers are now moving faster, sliding in and out of her wet pussy. She can feel her orgasm building, but she wants to take him with her. "That's right, pet. Now, I want you to imagine me taking you into my mouth. Slowly, inch by inch, until I've swallowed you whole. Can you feel it? My mouth so hot and wet around your cock?"
He groans, the sound guttural and raw. Yes.
Fuck, yes, Mistress. Your mouth is so fucking hot, so fucking tight. Your lips are sliding up and down my cock, sucking me deep. Your tongue is swirling around the head, flicking the sensitive spot underneath."
Jady moans softly, her eyes closed as she pictures it, her fingers working her pussy faster. You're so fucking big in my mouth. I can barely take you all. But I want it. I want all of you."
He groans, the sound ragged. I'm gonna come.
Fuck, Mistress, I'm gonna come so hard." His voice is a low growl, his breath coming in short gasps.
Jady's smile is wicked, her fingers working her clit in quick, tight circles. Not until I tell you to. I want you to hold it, understand? I want you to feel that ache, that need, that desperation. Like you're going to fucking explode if you don't come."
He whimpers, the sound desperate and needy. I don't know if I can.
I'm so fucking close, Mistress." His voice is strained, desperate.
Jady's smile is cruel, her fingers working her pussy faster. Good. Stay there. Edge for me, pet. I want to feel your desperation. I want to hear your pleas."
He whimpers, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Please, Mistress. Please let me come. I need to. I'm going to fucking explode."
Jady grins, her fingers sliding out of her pussy, coated in her juices. Patience, pet. I'll let you come when I'm ready.