True Sex Stories: Glowing Blue Cube

With the right mindset (and an ergonomic chair), our favorite librarian penetrates the cold eye of the webcam.

The blue glow, sometimes makes me feel alone. I can see you on the other end–we connect, we can watch the same clips of women coming–and men getting their cocked sucked. A shared pornographic experience. Engaging our bodies for the other and for ourselves on the glow, but we remain apart and after we cum we are still alone.

This sterility of the web cam sex is what takes me some time to warm up to having a shared web cam moment. It is the same as real time sex, I need some foreplay. In fact I need more, to make me relax and feel comfortable fucking myself for you–with you in front of a little camera within my machine.

We spent a half hour, maybe even more talking about the day–talking about New York–talking about libraries–that always gets me going.

Feeling comfortable, the vulnerability dissipated and so did my clothing. Soon I was naked in my new ergonomic office chair (it's got great tilt-ability). You are already naked, you stay naked. Your cock is thick and waving at me, it is heavy and throbbing red, I know what it feels like, but I cannot feel it.

We start sending the other clips to watch. Two girls, fuck machines, amateur couples.

"I'll be right back" I chimed.

I watch my own round ass disappear from the computer screen–I am gone from view. Upon return I have a towel for the chair and my new JimmyJane Iconic Smoothie. I love this new toy it reminds me of my very first vibrator I got at the mall at Spencer gits–in the gag wedding gift section (but could never replace my TV remote control). This is simple white basic vibrator, but it is waterproof and super powerful and easy to control the speed.

Holding it up to the camera for you to see I slide it across my lips and in my mouth wanting it to be your dick. Together we watch the eager girls lick each others pussy, I watch you stroke your cock, your watch me spread my thighs. My fingers slip into my folds, my hand grasps around my tits, making the nipple hard and erect.

"god I love seeing your tits."

I mash them together for you, body language for–your cock could be here.

Propping my feet on the desk, dropping my thighs wide, I slide my fingers down deep into my pages and bring them back up to my lips.

"What do you taste like today?"
I lick and respond,
"Tasteless."
"Oh your not tasteless."

But I am, on the surface, I taste nothing, just the mildest of lemon salt. I am not flowing enough yet to become flavorful, I plunge deeper with my fingers, the walls of my cunt–feels hot, soft velvet and in mind I imagine the darkest of red–grabs my digits and pulls. I need to be fucked. I need cock.

Pulling my finger out they are coated, creamed, and taste of sweet and tangy, I lick them and bury them back in.

On my split screen set up (geek porn) I watch the amateur couple fuck and on the other I watch the squirting girl with the beautiful pussy squirt all over the fuck matching and in between I watch you stroking your thick root of a cock. Further I tilt, bringing the vibrator to my full lips, to my clit, my pussy jumps and clinches around my finger and the flow begins. Pussy streams down my ass cheeks and onto the towel under me. As I seem to slip even lower into the chair I watch all three glowing scenes.

Everything becomes ultra quiet–the vibe is the only thing I seem to hear. I am no longer focused on any one thing in particular, in fact it is all out of focus–like I am watching porn with my glasses off.

Fucking my fingers, I raise my ass off the chair and grind. Fucking my hand like it's cock. I need cock. The jimmyjane nailing my clit making liquid surge. My pussy is full and fat with blood and life. Everything is so quite, I am barely making a noise–all sound is blocked inside of me, my body tense with locked noise and I fuck.

When I come it is intense wet soaking, painful, relieving, freeing and silent. I feel like I made not a sound. My hands still in me the vibe still rumbling I stay there and ride another wave of silent orgasm, I feel my self coming, I know I am soaking through onto my new chair and I don't care. I pour and pussy is alive and full–she is a fucking animal–and I don't care. And I come and I come.

In my come moment I beg you,
"Cum on my pussy….please."

A begging sigh for your come as my pussy is still throbbing and deeply clenching my fingers–I sense you coming.

"Cum on me."

Republished with permission from Library Vixen. Want to see your true tale of lust on Fleshbot? Contact us. Photo by John B. Root.