The New Toy (M/F mast. d/s? voy?)


She stared at the box.  Just stared at it.  She knew why he gave it to her.
He was Going overseas on business.  They would be apart for several months.
Either until she managed to get herself to England, or he managed to find
his way back to the Windy City.  With her fingers of her right hand she
opened it, reached in and pulled free the white envelope.  Holding it in her
hands, she bit her bottom lip and took a deep breath.  No going back now.
Slowly exhaling, her breath flowing from between her lips.  With the tip of
her tongue she mositened her lips and pulled the disk free.  Placing it in
the drive, she began the installation.  After pressing the repetative "next"
button, she followed the directions and shut down her computer, to install
the hardware.

Leaning back in her chair, she lit a Marlboro.  taking a long drag, she held
the smoke in her lungs, closing her eyes, her head falling back.  Slowly,
the smoke billowed from her lips as she exhaled.  Looking at the clock she
saw that she had 15 minutes.  She stamped out the cigarette and
pushedherself from the chair.  Moving to the kitchen she poured herself a
glass of chardonney and moved to her bedroom.  Slipping her jean to the
floor, she sat on her bed and pulled her socks free.  Adding her shirt to
the pile onthe floor, she topped it with her bra and panties.  Pulling the
red silk chemise and robe from a drawer at her bureau, she slipped them on.
Making sure her wine was in her hand she moved back to the computer, and
rebooted it.  Settling back into her chair, she set up the camera so it was
aimed at her and opened the program.  She signed on to the net, and waited.
Before she got the message she jumped from the chair and grabbed the bottle
of wine.  She figured she was going to need a lot of it.

Back in her chair she waited.  Moving through some of the news groups she
began to read some of the erotic stories.  Her legs parted on their own, and
her right hand had moved to her breasts, her finger lightly circling her
nipple, feeling it grow beneath her fingers.  The tell tale noise of ICQ.
The flashing yellow box.

<What a beautiful sight>

She stopped then, her hands froze.  She had forgotten about the camera.

<Don't stop.  Continue.  Take the robe off>

She slipped the robe off.  Her right breast almost completely visible.  The
invitation.  She accepted.  Her tongue running over her lips, wetting them.

<Don't respond.  I don't want your hands to leave your body.  I assume you
have a few toys near by?>

The strap of her chemise slipped down her arm, her right breast completely
exposed.  Her nipple tightened even more as the cool air hit it, and he saw
it all.

<Ahhh you have wine nearby, dip your fingers into it, and cover your nipple
with it.  Good.  now pinch it.  gently.  roll your nipple between your
fingers.  Lift up the bottom of your chemise with your other hand.  Don't
stop playing with your nipple.  Nice.  Now spread your legs.  Further.
More.   Come on... Put your legs over the arms of the chair.  Nice.  Ohhh, I
see you gave me a nice clean shot.  Tell me, do you like the feel of the air
on your shaved pussy?  Wait no.. don't.  Show me that you like it.>

The words flowing across the screen excited her, and she displayed herself
for the camera.  His harsh words causing her more excitement as she pushed
two fingers into her pussy.

<Oh god, Baby, I wish I could be doing that to you.  Watching as your hips
bucked up to my hand.  Hell, Watching as you fucked your fingers.  God are
you hot.  I can see how wet you are.  Get your toy, Baby.  Get that dildo.
No... don't put it in your wet pussy yet.  Push it against your clit.  Yeah
like that.  Good girl, you want it in you.  Yeah? >

She nodded her head vigourously, he could see her heavy breathing.  He could
see her mouth open, and he imagined the moan that escaped.

<Ok baby, take off your chemise.  Good girl. Now ready?  Hold your legs open
wide, good girl, I want you to slam it in.  Yeah that's it.  Hard.  All the
way in.  No..keep it inside you.  Hold it.  Now don't move your hand.  I
want you to hold the dildo still.  Good.  Now move your hips back and forth.
Good.  Fuck it.  Nice.  Harder now.   Good.  Oh god.  Play with your other
nipple now baby.>

He saw her hand move to her other breast, making her other nipple as hard as
it's partner.  He saw her hips begin to thrust harder.  Lifting her ass off
the chair.  He saw her wetness.  He saw it leak onto her hands.  He also saw
her move her thumb until it pressed against her clit.  Her head fell back,
moving from side to side as her back arched.  She tugged at her nipple. and
lifted herself higher.  Pushing herself harder and further onto the dildo.
God how he wanted her.

<You gonna, cum, Baby?  Yeah, that's it, harder... Nice... Harder... Yeah, I
want to see you cum.>

He knew she couldn't see his words, but it excited him to watch her, and to
comment, and direct her actions.  Her thighs quivered.  He could see her
muscles ripple beneath her skin.  He saw her tightly pinch her nipple,
pulling on it.  He saw her pussy tighten around the dildo, god how he wanted
to be that dildo.  How he wanted to feel her tighten around him.  The
rippling of her muscles around him.  He saw her grind the pad of her thumb
against her clit.  And he saw her hand holding the dildo flex.  Her mouth
opened, and he heard her scream in his mind.  Using his memory.

<You are beautiful, and so amazing.  I miss you>

He saw her open her eyes slowly, and lean towards the keyboard.  Her hand on
her breast stayed there.  Continueing the idle toying of her nipple.

<I miss you>

<Same time tomorrow?>

<Same time.>

<Don't wear anything tomorrow night.  Come home from work, undress and sit
in front of the computer naked, and wait for me.>

<Mmmmm, that might be interesting.  Goodnight, lover.>

<Goodnight, sweetness>

Yes, he was going to love this new toy he thought, as he stopped the
recording, and replayed.  Leaning back in his chair and stroking his now
very hard cock.