Page 11 of De Vil

Again she laughs. “No. But I’m in a bra and boy shorts.”

“I’m naked, Mommy. I had to masturbate before I got on the phone.”

“And why is that, Roxy?”

Her calling me Roxy rubs me the wrong way. It doesn’t feel natural. “It has to do with my naughtiest fantasy, Mommy.” My nipples are so hard right now, it’s uncomfortable. “It’s about my Coach. She’s driving me crazy.”

“Go on, little one.”

A whimper leaves my mouth before I can stop it. “You see, she’s completely off-limits. I shouldn't want her. In fact, she’s kind of a bitch, but I love it. I’ve never been turned on by anyone ever. She can just look at me, and I’m wet for her. Getting through volleyball practice is literally life-changing. Every. Single. Time.” I annunciate the last three words as I slide my fingers into my wetness.

“Are you not into women?” Her words aren’t harsh. In fact, they are spoken with curiosity.

“Yesssss.” I moan my answer and have another orgasm. I didn’t expect it, butMommy’s Watchingpraises me.

“Such a good little girl—coming for me. Tell me, how many fingers did you slide into your pussy?”

“Three.”

“Oh my, such a little slut. I bet you’d go nuts on a tongue.”

She has no idea how much of that is true. I want more. I need more. “Are you turned on by me being so out of control?”

“Yes. It turns me on to hear those moans. If you had the chance to be with your coach, would you?”

The question should give me pause, but it doesn’t. “Yes. Oh, fuck, yes.”

“Such a potty mouth, little one.” She’s teasing me, and I realize I have no control on this phone call. None. “You must need a spanking.”

“Yes, Mommy. Yes, I do. Please.” She has me begging, and I don’t even care.

“If I were your coach, I’d have already bent you over my desk and fucked you. You’d know who you belong to.”

Another orgasm is lurking right at the surface. Damn, I’ve never come three times in a row. “Mommy, honestly, I think I would let you, too. I know my coach and I’m pretty sure she would own me within seconds. I don’t know how I’m going to make it through having a class taught by her. She already runs through my head twenty-four seven.”

“I’m sure she can’t resist you and is just being professional. It’s a very good fantasy, Roxy. You are very tempting.”

Mommy’s voice comes out in a harsh whisper, letting me know she’s ready to come. I’ve never thought of having more than one lover, but oh my God, I’d take both Mommy and Coach together. What the fuck is wrong with me?

I go for it. I’m the princess of my channel andMommy’s Watchingchose to interact with me. She deserves to have fun. “But that’s enough of my fantasy, right? I want to give you bliss like you’ve done for me.”

She chuckles again, and I get goosebumps. “Would you like to make me come, little one?”

“Yes, Mommy.”

“I want you to tell me, do you have any other bondage equipment?”

“Yes. I have rope, blindfolds, and handcuffs.”

“And has anyone ever used them on you?”

I can hear the movement she’s making. Her pussy is drenched, and the wet sounds coming from the speaker are squeaky and loud. I love it and want to hear more.

“No. Just me.”

“Such a good girl.” She moans loudly and I wonder if she came. “Those wouldn’t be the only things you had if you were mine. I’d have you very comfortable being tied up in all kinds of places and angles.”

Why does that turn me on? “What would you do to me?” My breathing picks up at the thought of being helpless and at her mercy.

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