Make Me an Exhibitionist Slut

I lay in bed, laptop on my lap. It was my day off and I planned to make the most of it. I logged on to one of my favorite sites for a while, catching up on the latest stories and reading a few I had bookmarked. Sufficiently worked up, I headed to the chat rooms to find someone to chat with. I started a few chats, none really piquing my interest or leading anywhere.Beginning to become bored, I opened one of my favorite websites featuring erotic audio. Some of them were recordings of people masturbating, some were people reading erotic stories, and some (my favorite) were explicit instructions for masturbation. I loved being told what to do and dominated, so I chose one that seemed to fit my taste ? ?Man likes to dominate a suburban slut.? I liked to be dominated and sure enough, I lived in the suburbs, though I wondered how that would be relevant. I closed my laptop, set it on the table next to my bed and began to listen.A smooth male voice came on. Just the sound of his voice could have made me cum. I started to move my hand down to my aching pussy, but the man?s voice said, ?I don?t want you to touch yourself yet. I want you to very slowly peel off your pants and top. Show me your tits, baby.?God, I could seriously cum just from his voice. I did as he said and unbuttoned my jeans, unzipped them, and lifted my hips to allow myself to take them off. My legs free, I let them fall open, my wet pussy slightly exposed. I very slowly unbuttoned my shirt, taking time to caress my breasts as they became free. The voice continued as I was almost done with my shirt.?Mmm damn, baby, your tits are so nice. I?m stroking my cock for you right now. Rub those tits for me, sweetie.? I did as I was told. ?Mmm that?s so nice. Fuck, I want you already. istanbul travesti Take off your panties, sweetie. Let me see your pretty cunt.?At this point I was almost shaking I was so turned on. I hooked my thumbs under the waist of my panties and pulled them down, licking my lips when I saw how wet the crotch of my panties were. The man moaned as if he could see me and said, ?Look how fucking wet you are, baby.? His voice was gruff and I could tell he was aroused and stroking himself. ?Open your legs wider and let me look at your lips.?I shut my eyes and used my hands to help guide my legs open further. I could almost feel him looking at my wet pussy. I wanted to feel his tongue on me so bad. ?Oh fuck, baby, lick me,? I said aloud.?Put your finger in your mouth and get it nice and wet then I want you to slowly push one finger into your pussy and hold it still. No thrusting,? he demanded.He was starting to sound pushier, which I loved. I stuck my middle finger on my right hand into the back of my throat and sucked it, imagining it was his penis. I thrust it in and out of my mouth, involuntarily thrusting my hips up and down. When my finger was sufficiently wet, I reached down and pushed it into my begging cunt. I did as he asked and kept it still, though it took all of the self control I had. I squeezed my pussy muscles around my finger, but all I wanted to do was thrust. He would not let me.?God, that is so hot, baby, I?m so wet for you. Please let me fuck myself,? I heard myself begging. Even though I knew he could not hear me, begging turned me on even more, made me feel more helpless.?Good girl. You like doing what I tell you, don?t you?? he asked. ?Now be a good girl for me and pull your finger upward so istanbul travestileri it compresses your clit, but keep it there. No moving back and forth, my little slut.?I shivered when he called me his slut and did what he asked. My soaked finger pulled up and I put as much pressure as I could muster on my soaked clit. I wanted so bad to just attack my clit, bringing myself to a quick, satisfying orgasm. I resisted, knowing whatever he had in store for me would probably end in a mind blowing sexcapade and not just a quickie.?Yeah, baby, you like it on your clit don?t you.? He started to breathe heavily and I could hear him stroking. ?Pull your finger out of that tight cunt and lick it clean, you dirty girl.?I moaned, hoping his next command would allow me to stroke myself, but I did as he asked. I slowly pulled my middle finger out of my dripping cunt, a trail of my juice following my finger up to my mouth and leaving a line on my belly and tits. I sucked my sweet nectar off of my finger, lapping up every single drop. I fluttered my tongue on the end of my finger, imagining it was a tongue on my clit. I moaned out loud, arching my back. ?Fuck, baby, please let me cum? you?re torturing me!?The man breathed heavily, obviously getting closer to his own orgasm. ?I want you to find something to fuck yourself with, slut. A dildo, end of a hairbrush, anything you please.?Yes! He was finally going to let me fuck myself. I hurriedly opened the bottom drawer of my bedside table and chose the fattest vibrator I had. It had three speeds and was three inches in diameter. This would certainly do the trick.?Now, slut, I hope you didn?t click on this if you don?t live in a suburban neighborhood. Maybe you?re a nasty housewife travesti istanbul left at home all day. Does your husband know you?re letting another man call you his slut?? He grunted.I was not a suburban housewife, but for the moment I played the role and said aloud, ?Yes, I?ve been a bad girl. I?m home alone and fucking my pretty cunt while my husband?s away. Oh baby I?m so horny and my clit is so hard. Please let me make myself cum with your hard cock.? I was really getting into it, pretending it was a live conversation and not a recording. I had my hands over my head, writhing my hips, pretending he had me tied down and at his mercy.?Now I want you to find a window in your house where you can see the road. You live in a suburban neighborhood, so you should be able to find a window in the house where you can be seen, you dirty whore. You like it when people watch you cum, don?t you?? He grimaced, obviously trying to hold back his own orgasm.I immediately moved the laptop over to the table by my window, cautiously walking over to it and opening the blinds. I peeked out ? a mother and her young child were playing in the front yard down the street. They were too far away and at the wrong angle to see me. The neighbors across the way both worked, so nobody was there to see me.When I looked at the house across and to the left, whose backyard faced my window, a woman in her mid 30s was sunbathing by her pool. She had her chair directly facing my house, but she was sleeping. She had on a hat, sunglasses and a tiny bikini. I had never had a lesbian experience, but had certainly fantasized about it and this woman?s hot body was going to be my focus for sure? that is if this was where he would let me cum.?You?d better be at a window, slut. Now, you?re going to listen to me finish myself off before you get any pleasure. I want you to put your hands on either side of the window frame and spread your legs so you?re not tempted to touch yourself. Don?t you dare touch yourself until I tell you to.?