Chapter 10 : An irresistible temptation ?

The following days resumed normally. Mark's mother was able to have her surgery successfully, and the couple resumed their routine afterward. Everything was going perfectly. He also remembered to give her the intense sex she craved later on. Finally feeling him inside her was her greatest pleasure. At that moment, Jane was in heaven.

Her stories about shows began to fade from her mind, but... as the days passed, they made love less and less. Maybe once or twice a week at most.

« I need more... . »

She said to herself one evening, alone in her room. Her boyfriend had gone to his mother's to check on her. After an operation, you have to be careful.

It wasn't that they were doing less. On the contrary, they were playing kinky games, but her pussy was getting less use. She didn't understand.

He said my other parts were lacking attention, but he's only taken me three times from behind in two weeks and barely once from the front. I'd prefer the opposite, and more often !!

She finds herself brooding, staring at the ceiling, or fidgeting in bed.

The last time she experienced a truly satisfying orgasm was... after the show where she won $5,000. Memories of that private show with Marc resurface, mixed with growing frustration about her current sex life.

« It's strange, she murmurs, throwing a pillow against the wall. Before, we always went several times a week. Now, it's like... I don't know what's changed. »

She can't quite put her finger on it.

« Maybe I need something different. Something more... fulfilling. »

She shakes her head.

« No, it's not that... . He plays with my pussy. He fingers me and gives me cunnilingus that makes me come, but damn, he could just fuck me more often. »

Jane was a young woman with a certain need. Her boyfriend just wasn't making love to her often enough. Maybe he was experiencing a temporary dip in his own libido ? That didn't change the fact that she wanted to relax... deeply.

And that's how her solo orgasm came back to her. She had enjoyed it so much then. It was different. Not worse than a big, thick cock inside her, just different. Her whole body had vibrated.

She closes her eyes, reliving that intense orgasm during her post-show masturbation. The memory of his fingers sliding into her wetness, her hips arching violently, her liberating cry... .

« It was... incredible. So much better than usual. I always wonder why ? Maybe because it was different... . After all, I'd never done that before. »

The thought sent another wave of heat through her thighs.

« I was thinking about... other things or other people, who knows... . »

She looked at the time... 11 p.m.

Marc was probably asleep, living so far away. With a seven-hour time difference, there was no way he'd reply if she texted him. And yet, without really knowing how, she found herself at the computer, sending him a message.

I shouldn't... .

Too late, the message was sent.

[ JaneGaming : Hey Marc... are you there ? ]

She leans back in the chair.

« There's no way he's replying... I should stop... . »

At that moment... .

DING !

A reply ! Jane almost jumps when her computer beeps, announcing a message from Marc. Her heart pounding, she reads his reply with growing excitement and apprehension.

[Yoyoko : Hey Jane, I'm awake. Glad to hear from you. Do you want to chat or... something else ? ]

She reads, her pulse quickening. The implication hangs heavy in the air, tempting her further into this dangerous game. In fact, if he hadn't replied so quickly, she would have just shut down the computer. Now who knows what would happen ? But she was a little happy after a month of not speaking.

[ JaneGaming : Well, I mainly wanted to talk... but... if you want, we can have a video call and spice things up. ]

Her fingers trembled as she typed this. Subconsciously, she wanted to recreate that same moment when she'd come so intensely, and for that, she'd have to put on another show. It was so wrong... It was such a stupid excuse, really.

And yet, she felt a surge of adrenaline as she typed her suggestion, knowing full well what she was proposing. The temptation made her squirm in her seat like a girl caught in the act.

[ JaneGaming : Who knows, maybe we could pick up where we left off ? I've often thought about our last session. ]

Even as she pressed « send », she wondered if she wasn't crossing a line.

If only I didn't feel so ****. Just writing this made my tingles come back. Was that the pleasure ? From a perverse desire to do something wrong ?

Marc, for his part, didn't know what to make of the proposition. He respected boundaries, but if she wanted to show herself to him, then he wouldn't say no. He was still a man who knew what he wanted from this kind of exchange. Just... did he have to pay her ? And if so, how much ?

[ Yoyoko : I'd be more than happy to pick up where we left off, but I have to pay you. ]

Knowing that showing more would probably mean her pussy, he had to set the right price.

[ Yoyoko : For you, I'd say $8,000 ! What do you think ? ]

Jane stared at the screen, her mind buzzing with ideas and possibilities. Eight thousand dollars was almost double what she'd earned last time, but the stakes were higher. She swallowed hard, carefully weighing her options.

« Eight thousand… that’s a considerable sum… . It could allow us to fulfill quite a few of our dreams with Mark, she said. »

She sat up straight and typed a reply, her fingers trembling slightly.

[ JaneGaming : If you’re serious, I’m willing to consider it. What exactly are you expecting this time ? ]

The question was heavy with meaning, laden with unspoken desires and boundaries to be tested. Saying things openly and directly was always the hardest part.

[ Yoyoko : Oh, I'm not forcing you to do anything. Of course... I'd be happy to see... you know... your pussy. But as long as we're talking, that's fine with me. ]

He couldn't deny that even though she'd tried to hide it last time, he'd seen it from time to time, not to mention the surprise at the end that drove him crazy. On the other hand, she couldn't hear him, but just from his words, she could sense his hesitation.

It gave her a twinge of nervous excitement, mixed with relief that he wasn't demanding anything too ****. She bit her lip, thinking about the consequences of such an intimate revelation.

[ JaneGaming : I... I can do it. Show you my... you know. But I need to feel comfortable. Perhaps we could start with just a quick look, then see how it goes. ]

Her fingers traced patterns on her desk, seeking an anchor in its familiar textures. She had said yes... It was almost like a small liberation. She'd already shown her pussy a little. Once or twice... wouldn't make a big difference, would it ?

[ Yoyoko : Of course ! Go at your own pace. I'm not forcing you. ]

That reassured her. Her breasts or her buttocks weren't a problem, but her pussy... Well, if she was going to show her buttocks at some point, she was going to have to.

[ Yoyoko : Personally, talking to you is enough for me. ]

His words calmed Jane even more. He always knew just what to say. She'd found a good person. You could enjoy private shows without being a pervert.

She sighed, overwhelmed with gratitude for his understanding tone. She adjusted her posture, raising her knees slightly and carefully weighing her words.

[ JaneGaming : Okay, thanks for being patient with me. I think I can do this. Just… don't judge me too harshly if I get nervous halfway through, okay ? ]

Her fingers played with the hem of her shirt, anxiously twisting the fabric. Feeling better didn't mean it was easy. Admitting it and actually doing it were two very different things.

Come on, Jane ! Get motivated ! $8,000 ! We can even save a little for that round-the-world trip we've been dreaming of… . Honestly, if I do this two or three times… . Oh no, thinking like that is wrong. Let's not start seeing more.

She had to stop her frivolous thoughts.

[ Yoyoko : No problem… A beautiful woman like you has every right !! ]

This made her laugh. She knew that deep down, all of this was just to recapture that feeling of pleasure she'd experienced when she'd orgasmed. She hoped to find it again during this show, or rather, this talk show. If she went further, would that pleasure be even stronger ?

She straightened up, shoulders back, preparing for what was to come.

[ JaneGaming : Okay, here we go ! ]

She sent the message, grabbing the mouse to start the video call. Two seconds later, the call was answered, connecting her to the man whose generosity and expectations weighed heavily on her chest. Would she live up to them ?

Jane recognized that slightly chubby face. He seemed genuinely nice.

« Hey hey ! Second time meeting like this, he said. I'll transfer the money right away so you feel comfortable. »

The worst thing would indeed be to get scammed now. An excellent choice to maintain her trust in their exchange. Jane watched the transfer confirmation appear on her screen, her pulse quickening at the thought of eight thousand dollars just landing in her account. She let out a heavy breath, considering her next move.

« Thank you, Marc. It means... a lot to me. »

Her voice was slightly emotional.

« Now... let's go... for the show ! »

There was still a bit of awkwardness and stress. But also a touch of impatience. She wanted to give him his money's worth. Jane wasn't one to leave people wanting more. A favor is a favor, no matter what it was.

« I think we can quickly take the top off. »

She was wearing only a simple top. With a swift movement, she removed it, revealing her medium-sized breasts on screen. Her bra was gone with it.

Jane feels the cool air caress her freshly exposed skin, carefully observing Marc's reaction. Her nipples instantly harden, the sensitivity making her squirm in her seat.

« So ? »

She asks breathlessly, stroking her ribs to draw attention to her modest curves.

« I know they're not huge, but I'm confident in them ! »