A Cock in the Hand Ch. 06 - Sex Stories

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 06

... really think I would FaceTime with my ass in the air and masturbate for you to record it?"

"Good Idea with your ass in the air, Mrs. Stilson, we could watch it together sometime."

"I don't think you get it, Mark. There is no 'together sometime'. You're doing a job for us, and we are happy to pay you for it. And yes, you helped me live out a fantasy today, but that was a one-time event. I think it's safe to say we both enjoyed it, and both needed it. But you are a good looking guy and can find lots of outlets for your enjoyment. There is no shortage of young women looking for a young man with your attributes. Clearly, today was not your first time at seduction, and won't be your last. So, please, no more gifts or unannounced visits. Thanks again for a memorable day and see you bright and early."

I hung up, heart racing, and palms sweating on the big rubber cock in my hand. I felt good, all things considered. I put the rubber cock back in the box and thought about keeping it. But it was best to give it back. Who knew how it might come back to haunt me if I kept it. After seeing it, I would have to check into upgrading my plastic buddy, though. I was pretty sure I'd be using it a lot more after meeting Mark.

Then my phone dinged. It was a text from Mark.

Mark: I guess I'll just have to watch this then.

There was an attachment. I opened it and a video began of me bent over the table, tits jiggling as I pleaded, "I love your cock, Mark. It's so much bigger and ...

... better than my dildo. I need it so bad, please."

"Such a good girl, Mrs. Stilson. You and Wayne are so nice with such good manners. Thank you."

The camera captured a side view from my head to my ass as my right hand reached down and rubbed his cock head against my clit. Only his torso was in the picture, but it was clear who it was.

"That's so good, Mrs. Stilson, show me how the hot little slut makes herself come?"

"Oh Mark, I'm gonna come!"

I watched myself rub his cock head against my clit frantically, barely able to balance on my other hand.

"Oh God! I'm coming for your cock! I'm coming for ya. Ah!"

I watched my body quake and legs tremble, as I came on camera.

"Coming, f-f-for your... cock! Fuck! Fuck! Oh! Fuck!"

I stopped it as the progress bar at the bottom told me he had it all, including the pounding fuck that followed. The tingle returned between my legs, as I relived the moment, but quickly diminished when the reality hit that he recorded it all.

I sat down in shock. Was this a threat? It had to be, why else would he have sent it? Fuck! If he showed it to Wayne, that would be it. Marriage over. I felt a panic attack coming on and put my head between my knees to catch my breath and regroup.

After a few moments, I decided to call him again.

"Well, hello again, Mrs. Stilson. Tell me you've changed your mind. It is a woman's prerogative."

"I can't believe you recorded us. You need to delete it now," I said, angrily.

"Did you watch ...