Linda set the pictures he sent her to print as she rose from her desk. Anticipation began to gather in her chest as she went from room to room opening the windows and turning off the lights. As she checked the door locks she giggled thinking how useless they were now that the windows were open. The breeze that had now filled the house with cool night air seemed to be ushering her up the stairs, caressing her naked form in the darkness.
She picked up the pictures from the printer and settled onto her belly on the bed, with her feet toward the pillows and one elbow for support. Her eyes wandered over the stranger's form while she slid a hand under her belly and toward the moistness. As her palm worked on her clit and fingers wiggled on her lips, she writhed gently brushing her hardened nipples along the bedspread. Almost instinctual her eyes focused on the printout of his large erect member and shivers worked through her body. A tiny moan escaped between heavy breaths as her imagination began working.
The sensations mixed with her thoughts. She could feel his hands caressing her breasts as her nipples stroked the bed. The head of his cock pressed on her lips as her fingers worked them, the pressure of her own squirming body forcing her palm firmly against her clit. Her eyes half closed as she moved faster, aching for entry. Even in her imagination he teased her, keeping his cock at the precipice of entry.
With a frustrated squeal she rolled her hips and dipped her fingers inward. Her face lowered toward the spread and her mouth hung open as she stared intently at the image through half closed eyes. Suddenly his cock thrust in with her fingers. She felt so warm and slick that they went fully in and shook her with excitement. A loud groan escaped as she felt the tremors of orgasm surge through her. Quickly her fingers began darting as her hips rocked. Her palm was grinding on her clit and her eyes rolled back as she panted heavily like an animal in heat. When the second wave hit, she buried her face in the soft cloth and screamed. His cock (her fingers) buried deep inside and refused to be removed as she writhed.
As the orgasm subsided, he started thrusting again. Much faster and harder this time. She arched with a perverse smile on her face moaning loud. Her supporting hand now free, grabbed the carved wooden bar at the foot of the bed. She clenched on it hard as her pussy tingled, overly sensitive from the workout she was giving herself. Her eyes widened and she took a deep breath as she spread her fingers, feeling the imaginary cock swell. Through the darkness, in the doorway, she could barely make out a figure. The sight of the shadow urged forth the largest orgasm she had in some time. Screaming and groaning, her fingers went wild. Her hips began circling with their own will, and for a second her eyes darted to the ceiling. When she peered back to the door, the shadow was gone. Just before her eyes went blurry she saw the clock. 2am. Spent and hyperventilating, she drifted into a dizzy sleep as her fingers slowly slipped from satiated mound. Her last thought was, "God, I hope the neighbors didn't hear that."
The next day a message was waiting for her when she logged in.
"From now on when you come home you will strip all of your clothes off and leave them off until the next morning. Until instructed otherwise you will not touch yourself. Something came up, so I will see you Monday."
Linda sucked her lip in disappointment, but did as she was told. As she removed her clothes, she thought of how much she wanted to share the previous nights pleasure with him.
When Monday arrived she was greeted with another message, and to her disappointment it was much like the one on Friday.
"You will buy 5 wireless web cams and have them ready Thursday. Place one viewing your front door, one for your bed, one in your kitchen, one for your shower, and one on your couch. They will be working by Thursday but not connected until I tell you. Things are still busy here, but they should be back to normal by then."
She wondered if he was really busy or just teasing her as he had before. It was odd how this stranger could turn her on by ignoring her, and more so that he knew it would after just meeting her. The fact that she enjoyed his pseudo-intimate knowledge of her disturbed her, but she was having to much fun to back away.
Thursday had arrived much too late in the week. Linda had been a 'good girl' since the messages. Every night she had been naked, and it had driven desire through her. She couldn't help but brush her hands over her nipples and wet lips from time to time, and once she had even cupped her ass cheeks in her hands as she stared out a window, but she had not given to temptation once by bringing herself to orgasm. She hadn't even tried, though she desperately wanted to a thousand times.
It was a little uncomfortable to sit and chat with the kids completely naked, but it was exciting being so naughty at the same time. As she discussed the week's events, her mind continued to wander into sexual scenes. Her pussy was soaking wet and the adrenaline coursing through her had shortened her breath.
When she finally payed attention, she discovered that exams had been given all week in preparation for college. As she expected, all of her boys and girls did well. She congratulated all of them and made some random comment that she didn't even pay attention to. Her mind had drifted again. Peter apparently noticed all of her incoherency, and brought her back into reality with wide eyes and a burning blush over most of her naked body.
"Linda, pay attention or we will spank your pretty behind!"
She quickly responded as if he hadn't posted it to change the subject. A round of bdsm comments was more than her aching libido could handle at that moment. As the conversation continued she began to wonder where that comment came from. He had never made a comment like that before. He was 'the sweet one'. Sure, she knew there was some sort of interest from him, but never more than stealing glances or the veiled compliment. He was always so shy, so why did that change she wondered.
When it was down to her and the boys, she was having a wonderful time. For the first time ever, she indulged their flirting. She bit her lip at the innocent comments they made, knowing the intentions behind them were so much more than innocent. In her mind she was trying to discern where Peter had found his new boldness, to no avail, but deep down she knew that being naked and horny had much more to do with it than anything else. A fact the wet tingle between her legs wouldn't let her dismiss.
When she glanced at the clock it said 10:00. She abruptly excused herself as she had so many times in the past, and logged into her other account. Before she had a chance to mention being late, a follow invitation was sent to her. She accepted, and was virtually whisked off to a full chat room. In private message she saw:
"Turn on your cams, we are going to do some exploring."
Linda began reading as she turned on the cams. The room was fairly dull. Idle chit-chat mostly, occasionally interrupted by a not-so-clever sexual pun directed at one of the few women in the room full of men. Much more to her interest were the names people picked. There seemed to be no creativity in them at all, and for the most part looked like random words shoved together. Of course, she knew that the owner had a reason for picking it and that was the fascinating part for her. For example, why 'fdp9118'? What could that mean?
