Tessa laid curled on her couch with a fluffy blanket spread over her and movie on TV. It was her second weekend at home since the night of the dinner party that she had hosted. Last weekend she had not dared leave her apartment and today was the same. Quinn had told her to be ready for his phone call and she was worried what would happen if she was out and about when the phone rang. She knew that he was going to want her to do something with whatever was in the box and she needed the privacy of her apartment to do so. So for a second weekend in a row she had been a home body. Not that she minded. There were very few people that she liked to socialize with anyway outside of the monthly dinner parties.
Tessa had managed to make it halfway through the movie when her phone rang beside her and made her jump. She had assigned Quinn his own text and ring tones so she automatically knew that it was him. But when she lifted the phone, she was surprised to see an incoming video call. She felt her heart rate begin to speed up and her finger shook slightly as she pressed the button to answer it. Immediately his face popped into view.
"There's my fuck toy." His grin was predatory as he leaned toward the camera and seemed to study her through the view screen. "You look hot. No bra. Is that for me?"
"I never wear a bra at home." She replied as she glanced down at her body. She was wearing a form fitting tank top and comfortable pair of cotton shorts. Afterall, she was just relaxing and watching movies and she had wanted to be comfortable.
"What about panties?" He asked with an evil grin.
"I replaced the ones you stole." She informed him with a scowl.
"That's a shame. Where's the box I gave you?"
"Here." She replied as grabbed it off the coffee table and held it up to the camera.
"Take the box and your phone to the bedroom." He instructed. Tessa didn't argue. She merely gathered up the items and headed for her bedroom. "Lights all the way on and set your phone up on the tripod I saw in there."
Tessa gritted her teeth at the reminder that he had roamed around her room and looked at her things when he had been here for the dinner party. Still, she did as instructed, following his directions so the tripod was set up where he wanted it. When it was done, it was positioned near her floor to ceiling mirror, angled ever so slightly downward.
"Now stand in front of the phone and take off your clothes."
Tessa moved to stand in front of phone and slowly began to pull the top up over her head. He gave her directions as she went and Tessa complied. When he had her remove her shorts he had her bend over in front of the camera to show him her ass. The red marks from the paddle were gone and he told her what a shame it was not to see them. Lastly she peeled off her new panties and tossed them into the corner of her room.
"Come closer and play with your tits." His husky voice directed. Tessa complied, giving him a good view and she rubbed and pulled on her tender flesh. She flicked at her nipples and pulled them hard for him, his blue eyes watching every single move that she made.
"Now open the box."
Tessa took up the box and began to pry it open. Curiosity had consumed her for two weeks and she had spent every day wondering what was inside. And in her wildest imaginings, she had not come close to the truth. Inside, underneath a thick layer of tissue paper, was a large rubber dildo. It was the kind with a suction cup at the base but otherwise looked shockingly lifelike, complete with veins and a well defined tip. It was quite large, but not as large as him.
"Stick it on the mirror at the right height to reach your pussy when you're on your hands and knees."
Tessa shivered as she realized where this was going. Still she did as told. Once it was up, it stuck out of the mirror like the wall had some sort of obscene hard on.
"Get on your hands and knees and fuck yourself with it." His thick voice rumbled out from the phone. Tessa hung her head but dared not argue with him. Instead she slowly knelt down in front of the dildo and spread her legs. "Get yourself wet first."
Tessa reached between her legs and began to stroke her clit. She closed her eyes when she did it and tried to image he was behind her, getting ready to fuck her from behind. Maybe watching her do this would get him all worked up for the next time that he saw her and he would fuck her raw. The thought made heat begin to bloom within her. Soon her pussy was wet and she moved her hand back down to the ground. She poised herself in front of the dildo, on all fours like a dog.
Ever so slowly she began to ease herself back onto it. It was firm yet supple enough to almost feel like a real dick inside of her. She moaned as it entered her, trying to imagine how it looked on his screen. He had made her angle the camera so it was off to her side, giving him the perfect view of the dildo as it slid in and out of her.
Tessa began to rock back and forth, the large dildo spreading her pussy as she moved. Once she got a feel for it she began to speed up.
"Open your eyes and look at me."
Tessa's eyes fluttered open as she turned her head to the side and found his face on the screen. His eyes were glued to her, wide and dilated as he watched her fuck herself.
"Harder. Faster."
Tessa picked up the pace, slamming her hips back into the dildo. Low, keening moans began to escape her with every thrust of her hips. Still she watched him. His eyes were transfixed as he called orders to her. Tessa followed him without question. She wondered if he was recoding this video call. If so, she was sure he would be sending her lots of screen shots over the coming weeks.
Soon she could tell that she was close to coming. She hadn't thought she would have an orgasm from riding a rubber dick. Maybe it was because he was watching her and still controlling her every move even over the distance between them. And when she came she threw her head back with a wild cry of pleasure. She stayed locked in place with the dildo firmly in her pussy before she leaned forward and eased off of it. She lowered her head to the ground as her entire body shivered and shook.
"Do you wish that was my dick?" His voice from the phone asked after one endless moment.
"Yes." She admitted as she rolled her head to look at him.
"You gave me a hard on." He informed her as he tilted his phone down so she could see his dick. He had freed it from his pants and it stood large and erect. "I need to rub one out. Take the dildo off the mirror and stick it to the floor."
Tessa pushed her shivering body up and used her nails to pry the dildo off the mirror. She could already tell where this was going as she used the section cup to attach it to the wood floor in front of the camera.
"Now ride it."
Tessa wanted to protest that it was too soon. Her pussy ached and was too sensitive for a another go. But she didn't defy him. Instead she positioned herself above it before she lowered her body weight down onto it.
"Oh god..." She moaned as the hard rubber cock filled her up. Tessa began to move up and down on it, letting it slip out of her pussy before she shimmied onto it once again. When he commanded she began to play with her tits, pulling and pinching as she continued to fuck the dildo. On the screen before her she found him jerking himself off, his hand tight and frantic around his own dick. Tessa sped up and made her tits bounce for him as she rode the dildo. His hands were speeding up, his own face growing red and strained. And when he came she watched in fascination as cum spurted from his dick at high speed and splashed across his hands and pants.
"Oh my god..." She cried again at the sight of it as she followed him into orgasm. It shook her to the very core and she writhed and screamed for him. When it was all over she dropped back down onto all fours so that she could support herself. Her breath was rattling in and out of her like a freight train and she hung her head and tried to get herself under control.
"I can't wait two more weeks for your pussy." His voice rumbled from her phone.
"Come over." She implored. She did not know what possessed her. She didn't even want Quinn in her house. This was her private sanctuary and she did not want it violated by him but all she knew was that a red haze of lust had blanketed her brain like a fog. She was certain that if he didn't fuck her soon, she was going to come apart.
"I'm not your boyfriend." He scoffed at her suggestion. "There is a place called the Playland Bar at 38th and Main. Be there in twenty minutes and wear something slutty."
With that he hung up the phone. Tessa was left kneeling with the dildo still buried in her pussy, staring at the blank screen in confusion. Why did he want to meet her at a bar? If he didn't want to come to her place, they could have at least met up at a hotel. Tessa didn't have time to ponder it. That intersection was at least ten minutes away and she still needed time to get ready. So she forced herself off the dildo and hurried into her closet. She knew that he wouldn't want her to wear a bra or panties so she forwent them as she pulled on a tight black skirt that hit her at mid thigh and coupled it with a red, v neck halter top and black stiletto heels. Tessa called a cab as she scrambled for the elevator. Thankfully there was always a car close by downtown and it was pulling up as she let herself out the front door of her building. She had her own car but this way she would not have to waste time trying to find parking. Soon she was in the back seat of the cab, watching as the downtown streets slipped by her. Traffic was heavy for a Saturday but they pulled up in front of the bar with two minutes to spare. Tessa breathed a sigh of relief. She knew how he felt about punctuality. But the look of the bar gave her pause. It was rough and dingy and not located in the best part of town. She really didn't want to walk in there alone dressed this way but she knew that he was not going to put her in a situation where someone was going to rape her. After all, he didn't like to share his toys. So Tessa took a deep breath as she forced herself to enter the bar.
The inside was as dark and seedy as the outside. Several heads turned at her entrance and she found more than one man studying her with interest. She felt awkward and vulnerable standing there, scanning the darkness for Quinn's familiar face. A sharp whistle drew her attention to the back of the bar and she found him sitting in a dark booth. Tessa made her way toward him with relief.
"Damn." He purred as she neared, his tongue running over his lips as he looked at her. "Nice outfit, slut."
"You're the one that told me to wear it." She reminded him as she slid into the booth beside him. It was a corner booth that wrapped around a round table. He sat at the very back of it and she stopped so that there was plenty of space between them.
"But you're the one that owned it already." He pointed out. He had her there. It was not an outfit that she had bought specially for the occasion. "Get your hot ass over here."
As he said it his hand slapped down on her thigh and yanked her closer to him. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and drew her close and immediately there was a shot glass in his hands.
"Drink."
