Chapter 7 : Orgasm

Jane feels a mixture of confusion, pride, and guilt about his compliment. She knows she made him feel something, but the intimacy of the moment makes her conflicted. She takes a deep breath, trying not to think about it any further.

« Thank you so much, Marc. That means a lot to me. I'm glad I could make your evening special. And maybe next time, I'll have the courage to offer you an even better show, haha ! »

She gives him a playful wink, trying to lighten the mood, while mentally preparing herself to hang up.

Even though Mark isn't due home right away, there's this fear that he'll open the door now. That would be the worst... .

« Anyway, I'll wrap this up. Thanks again for everything, and for the money ! Have a great evening. »

« You too, he replies with a broad smile. »

Jane really hopes this will be the last time. This money was for her stepmother, not for her and Mark. It wasn't like she was going to get to enjoy it, which was ultimately disappointing. All that... for nothing, really. With a swift gesture, she switched off the screen, ending the show.

« Ahhh... it wasn't so bad. Although I did say I'd be fiercer next time. Let's just say I was being polite, but what a strange way to put it... Jane, what are you thinking ? »

Overall, she found the experience rather pleasant, despite the awkwardness. She exhaled loudly, her heart pounding with the intensity of the experience. She slumped onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling, as she absorbed the whirlwind of emotions and sensations.

« It was... truly unique, she murmured, a trembling laugh escaping her lips. I can't believe I actually did that. In front of a complete stranger, no less ! »

Despite her nervousness, a hint of excitement and power came through in her voice. Knowing she'd earned that money honestly and that she'd given him such obvious pleasure filled her with a sense of accomplishment and desire like never before.

I even dared to strike a few seductive poses. I think talking made me feel more confident. I couldn't do that with a guy who's just vulgar. Whether it's sexual or not, respect is paramount. A man will get more from me if he's a good listener and patient. Yes, I don't regret showing him my pussy... He deserves it.

Saying that is almost unreasonable. But for $5,000, she had to do it. Like every new experience, it came with its share of fears and rewards. Jane looked at her hand, wet with her own juices from masturbation. In the end, wasn't getting wet proof of the pleasure she'd experienced ?

Jane sighed.

« Might as well finish the job... I'm feeling aroused enough to do it. »

So she started touching herself again. All the sensations of the evening quickly swelled within her. Her fingers danced over her clitoris and labia.

Lost in the throes of pleasure, Jane moaned lustfully, her fingers dancing skillfully over her sensitive skin. The taboo thrill of touching herself while replaying the events of the evening quickly propelled her toward a powerful orgasm.

« Damn, that was so hot ! »

She gasped, her hips bucking erratically as she reached a new level of pleasure. The embarrassment felt like a source of orgasmic bliss. The more she thought about it, the wetter she felt.

« I can't believe I showed myself like that. It felt so wrong, but it felt so right… . »

She slipped a finger inside herself, searching the depths of her vagina. It felt so good and so bad. It was unlike any other masturbation session. This pleasure was greater than usual. The embarrassment, the stress, the palpitations. It all rose with each stroke.

She began to moan with ecstasy as she plunged her finger deep into her wet, glistening folds. Her free hand rose to squeeze her sensitive breasts tightly as she fingered herself harder, continuing her search for the orgasm that was rapidly approaching.

« Yes, yes, YES! »

She moaned, her inner walls tightening desperately around her invading finger.

« I’m going to come, I’m going to come so hard ! »

In her head, she called out her little Mark’s name. But he looked so much like the other one that she no longer knew who she was really thinking of. All this only created a pleasure that shattered her limits. Her heartbeat finally exploded, making her come !

« OHHHH !! »

She screamed with joy as the orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave, making her whole body convulse with its ****. Tears of emotion stung her eyes as she let herself be carried away by the intensity of the pleasure, Mark’s name bursting from her lips in a breathless chant.

Again… I want to feel it again !

Jane continued to finger herself to prolong the orgasm and trigger more orgasmic waves within her. Her mind soared to the heavens.

« Oh my god, oh fuck, MARCK ! »

She cries, momentarily confused by her sexual desire, unsure which man she’s really thinking of.

« It’s too much, it’s too good ! I’m coming, I’m coming again !!! »

Her body continues to convulse, her pussy throbbing even harder. She even ends up squirting several times, something that had never happened to her during solo masturbation.

It takes her several seconds to regain her composure.

« Damn, so good. It’s reaching the level of a full-blown orgasm. My whole body came with me. »

Panting heavily, Jane slowly comes down from her intense euphoria, her body still tingling with pleasure. She turns over in bed, a satisfied smile on her lips despite the confused mix of emotions swirling inside her.

« Wow… that was… incredible. I can’t believe I just did that. I shouted his name, thinking about… well, everything that just happened. Who was I thinking about…? »

She didn't know and couldn't say. A pang of guilt hit her as she savored these lingering sensations.

I hope Mark understands. Well, he gave me his consent, but still. Jane took a deep breath, trying to compose herself.

« Okay, enough playing around. I should probably pack up and tell Mark the good news about the money. That was the primary goal... the fun was just a bonus. »