Obey me, Dean (Short Story )
The sight was accompanied by a soft, wet sound that made my jaw clench.
She parted her folds with her fingers, offering a glimpse of pink, swollen flesh, utterly exposed and inviting. It was a blatant undeniable display of want.
“Nngh..”A low groan escaped me.
I looked down at myself, at the unmistakable bulge straining against my trousers, a dark patch of pre-cum already dampening the fabric.
I couldn’t watch anymore.
With a sharp, frustrated jab of my thumb,I stopped the video and slammed the phone down on the table, screen first, as if i could physically bury the temptation.