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By Tucker RodriguezPublished 6 years ago 4 min read
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The camera was already set on the dresser, hidden underneath a sweater. If it was in plain sight, they’d feel like they were being watched.

Today, they just wanted some peace and quiet, with the exception of their choice of a very sensual playlist and aromatic candles placed beside the bed on the nightstand. Their bedroom door was shut firmly. It was midday, with the clouds white and the sky gray, giving off the perfect loom of lighting in their off white-colored bedroom.

The mirror in the corner was angled, facing directly at them as they were laid out on the bed, naked, surrounded by black pillows and neat black bedding. A white towel was placed under their body. Once an easy breath was released, with the press of a button, the music switched to a different song and the cap of water-based lubricant was popped open.

They watched, attentive, as the thick, yet sleek clear liquid slowly dripped onto their finger until it drizzled down the rest of their hand. Scrunching up their fingers, they watched with aroused fascination as they tried to warm the lube.

A hiss escaped their mouth when a small, little drop, completely harmless, plopped onto their abdomen. The cold liquid had shocked them.

Carefully placing the bottle of lube on the nightstand, they turned their attention back to their own arousal. They were already feeling tingly, as the plug they had inserted moments before was already steadily relaxing their inner walls.

Their cleaner hand took hold of the cord that stuck out and pulled. A short gasp echoed as the plug was an inch out before being pushed back in. They felt their insides clench around the intruding object immediately. There was no longer that uncomfortable burn. All that began to frustrate them was the lack of something more.

The lubricated hand took to caressing their erect genitalia. The member being not too large, not too small either, was bouncing happily as it stood, ready to be played with. So, the coated hand slicked its way up and down the warmth.

They had shuddered as their mind began to prickle, as shocks of pleasure began to spark throughout their whole body. Forcing themselves to think for a second, the next turn of strokes started with a firmer grasp, tightening pressure specifically at the very base, to the very tip. A lengthy moan exited their throats as they threw their head back, baring their neck for no one other than the camera’s eye.

Removing their slick-covered hand from their erection, their cleaner, rougher hand covered the hard member and continued pumping. They changed plans, now, and the new song that began to play was just perfect. Nice and slow was the beat, and that’s when they spread their legs and made room to fit their wet fingers into their hole, pushing aside the still vibrating plug.

From inside, their wet fingers pressed against the muscles of their clenching walls and the smooth material of the waterproof vibrator. They tried to grab ahold of the plug to push both that and their fingers deeper, but it kept slipping from their grip.

In a bout of frustration, they let the plug slip completely out, deciding to grind down onto their own fingers instead. Breathless gasps and pants coughed out of them as they tried with all their might to push further into themselves as they continued to eradicate their arousal; the stimulation beginning to be too much.

They bucked their knees and arched their back off the towel as a shock ran through them, the amount of pleasure they were experiencing forcefully taking over their body.

They came in enthusiastic spurts; their streaks of cum painting their sweaty thighs and pelvic region. As much as they tried to be clean, hence the use of the towel, they still managed to stain the comforter. One glance at the mirror showed them how flushed red their skin was. They didn’t even need a closer look to tell their eyes were super dilated.

Sighing contentedly, they leaned back against their pillows. Today had nearly been successful.

Objective: try not to mess up the bed again. Now, they just have to save the video and store the footage away for another day.

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About the Creator

Tucker Rodriguez

I'm a writer who enjoys the nightly prowls of a lost soul looking for a mate to "mate" with. But that's not all I write about. I enjoy drama and suspense. Aside from writing, I love to Netflix and chill and play video games.

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