Chapter 1

Kayla's POV

"Now spread your legs wide open and touch yourself." The masked man behind the screen ordered. I swallowed hard and slowly parted my legs, making sure that every move I made was visible to him.

When it was wide enough, I ran one of my fingers around my wet folds before dipping one of my fingers inside.

A moan left my lips as I slipped the finger out and put it in my mouth. He let out a small sound as he watched me. I suckled gently on my finger for a bit before letting it out with a popping sound.

“Mmngh…” I purred.

A groan followed instantly—not from me though, but from the masked man who sitting was behind the screen.

I slowly trailed the wet finger from the center from my full breast and down to my navel, only stopping the movement when I got to my swollen wet clit.

Without looking down at the finger on my nub, keeping my eyes fixated on the mysterious man, I swirled the pad of my thumb around on my clit before dragging two fingers along my slick folders.

“Fugh.” I breathed, stopping at my wet entrance in order to tease myself for a bit before I finally thrusted my index finger inside my wet throbbing pussy.

"Arghhh." A moan fell out of my mouth from the feeling. I made sure to take it slow at first as he had always demanded and faster after a few minutes.

And I knew he liked it, I could tell from the way his Adam apple bobbed up and down while his gaze burned into me.

"Add another finger." His growl reached my ear and I found myself adding another finger.

"Mmph....!" I bit down on my lip to stop any more sound from coming out.

I threw my head back and started thrusting in and out of my pussy faster. I pressed down hard on my clit and rubbed it in frantic circles with little pressure.

The pleasure I was deriving was enough to make my mind go hazy and my mouth dry.

"Mmph....." I thrusted in and out faster, spreading my legs a bit more.

My eyes rolled to the back as my fingers grazed my G-spot and I could have sworn that I saw stars as I grinded on my fingers which I made sure deeply touched my G-spot with every grind and thrust.

My stomach started to tighten and just as I was about to release the pent up knot, a deep voice—one that I had forgotten was still watching me—reached my ears.

"Stop!"

With heavy breaths, I opened my eyes and stared at the man, returning my head to its normal position. My gaze neve left the screen of my phone, staring at the man that had just asked me to stop. My fingers were still buried deep inside of my pussy, but I wasn't moving them anymore.

"Remove your fingers, you don't get to cum right now." He ordered in his deep, hoarse masculine voice that set my pussy on fire. I swallowed hard, dragging my fingers out of my pussy that had clenched around them and refused to let go.

But I pulled it out anyway. I had no choice since he was a fan—a high paying one who called the shots right now.

“I have done that,” I murmured. “What do you want me to do now, sir?”

"Good girl. Now grab your large dildo and ride it like your life depends on it." He growled, his own hands finding his zipper and pulling it down.

He pushed the material of his pants down and his heavy cock sprang out.

My tongue poked out a little as I took in the size of his cock and the tip that was already glistening with precum.

This wasn't my first time seeing it. But whenever I did, it always managed to make my mind wander far way, wishing he could fuck me senseless with it.

One thought ran through my head and that was how good it would feel to have him slam into my pussy repeatedly until I wouldn't be able to walk anymore.

But it was just in my imagination. It was not possible and it will never happen simply because I didn't know him.

The masked man was just a high paying exclusive fan to my Only fan channel, and maybe that's all he was ever going to be.

I had started this my only fans account simply because I needed to pay off a debt, a sudden one, and I needed quick cash.

With no no one to turn to or even anyone to talk to about it, I had chosen this route and quickly made enough money to settle the debt because I had a banging body.

I promised myself that I would stop once I finished paying off the debt, but I never got around to doing that even long after I was down with paying off the debt.

Why?

Because of him, the masked man. He was the only thing keeping me going.

I was just addicted to all of our private sessions—the way he dominated me, the way he stroked his huge cock, the amount of cum he gave that I wished was in me.

Glancing away from the screen for a split second, I rushed to grab my thick dildo that was lying just by the side.

It was almost the size of his own.

"Is this okay?" I whispered, my eyes fixed on him as I slowly stroked the dildo. I was imagining that it was his cock instead of the dildo as I continued to stroke it.

My pussy clenched and unclenched.

"It is just perfect." He said through gritted teeth. I wasn't sure but I think his hold on his cock tightened. It wasn't that hard to tell from the veins in his hand that became evident as he did.

My own pussy leaked.

"Now keep those beautiful eyes of yours on the screen this time." He added.

“Yes sir.” I positioned the dildo on the floor in an upright position before I stood to my feet and I lowered my pussy slowly onto it, until the tip of the dildo was now poking at my pulsing entrance.

With a groan, I lowered my cunt until the tip was inserted into my hole. Then, I took mire and more if it till it was finally buried deep inside of my cunt. I bit down hard on my lip again, my eyes fixed on the screen and started to follow his pace.

He was groaning as he was stroking his cock while I was slowly grinding on the dildo, pussy juice spilling out.

"Faster!" He ordered.

I obeyed him.

“Yes sir.” I said before finally going faster with the dildo ride. I lifted my body up before slamming down hard on the dildo hitting my G-spot in the process.

My boobs bounced and my tears stricken eyes remained on the screen, simply just watching every of his own move.

I was lost in the pleasure soon, eyes closed and pussy swallowing the large dildo now in between my legs again and again.

"Damn!" I heard him cuss and it snapped me back to reality. I continued to ride the dildo even as I felt my orgasm building up fast. And from the way his palms sped up, I could tell that he was close too.

A soft cry left my lips because I was so close fo my release. I could feel it.

“Please, please let me cum,” I cried.

"Cum." He ordered.

My knot loosened the second the single word left his mouth. My heart thumped against my rib cage as my legs shook with the spasm of the orgasm that hit me.

“Ahhhhh!” I cried out, squirt and cum spilling out of my pussy the waves of my high crashed over me mercilessly.

He came too, shooting thick spurts of cum while his palms moved faster.

It was a pretty sight.

My pussy tightened around the large dildo even more as I caught the sight of his own cum, trailing down his still hard cock and begging to be sucked off.

"That's the end of our session for now." I announced, sliding off the dildo.

"Until next time." He said and just before he could cut off the feed my eyes caught sight of something familiar sitting on the nightstand that was beside him.

It was similar to a custom made moon shaped lamp that I had gifted my mother and her new husband during her recent wedding ceremony. Just before I could check it out, the screen went blank.

My brows rose.

"It can't be right? I'm mistaken," I said in a murmur, under my breath, trying to properly picture what I saw again.

Bug I couldn't tell.

"No, it definitely can't be." I shook my head and shrugged it off as nothing.

Afterwards, I cleaned up my room and took a shower to wash away the smell of sex hanging in the bedroom before my father would return from work.

The front door opened and closed just as I got out of the bathroom. I hurriedly put on one of the dresses lying on the bed and sprinted down the stairs to meet my dad.

"Hey dad." I greeted him with a smile as I approached him.

"Hey Kayla." He greeted me back.

But I noticed that he wasn't smiling and usually he would be smiling.

"Is something wrong?" I asked, lifting an eyebrow at him.

"Kind off. I need to travel urgently for sometime and you might have to stay with your mother and her new husband for the time being." He responded.

My mother and her new husband?

“Wait... I have to stay with my mom and my new stepfather?”

He nodded.

“Yes.”