Masturbation (Sylvias POV)

When he said that I should spit on it, I could hardly believe it. But I wanted to feel this dildo inside me. I wanted to do it to myself. But I needed his permission, and I only got it if I did what he said. I spat several times on the dildo that I had bought shortly after the divorce and quickly spread it with my hand.

Once I thought it was enough, I looked over at Jerry.

"Like I said, keep the pace!" I heard him say. He pressed my smartphone as soon as the dildo touched my vulva

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I started to move the dildo. I felt my labia being pushed to the side and the dildo slowly penetrating me, it was a wonderful feeling. The dildo pushed deeper and deeper inside me, and I couldn't help but let out a soft sigh. I moved my hand slowly. The dildo was now halfway inside me.

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When I heard the sound, I knew I was too slow. I moved my hand back at the same speed, so I didn't have to pull it all the way out.

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I pushed the dildo into me faster this time, I wanted to feel the full length of it inside me. The dildo penetrated deeper and deeper. I now let out a long-drawn-out sigh. But there was something else. I felt like sucking something. No, not something I wanted to suck Jerry's cock. I tried to push the thought to one side, I already had his cock in my mouth, and I couldn't get weak in front of him now. I had to fight against mentioning it.

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I changed the direction of my hand again. I wanted to move it faster, but then he would take the dildo away from me again. I moved it a little slower so as not to pull the dildo out completely. The tingling of arousal I felt grew stronger. I bit my lower lip and exhaled shakily.

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It went on and on, and I didn't know how much time had passed. I felt the desire for more. The desire to move my hand faster and reach orgasm was getting stronger and stronger. Then the doorbell rang.

"Oh, that'll be dinner," I heard Jerry say, getting up and going to the front door. While he wasn't in the room, I heard the metronome and my hand moved accordingly. I sighed in frustration, of course, the moment John was back in the room.

"Stop it and stand back up," he told me. I looked at him in frustration. I couldn't believe I was supposed to stop in the middle now. Jerry had already put the pizza boxes on the table and had gone to my smartphone to turn off the noise. Meanwhile, I had pulled the dildo out of my wet, greedy cunt, which wasn't easy at all. When I was back on my feet, he beckoned me to the table. I followed his instructions and was about to sit down, but he spoke to me as I adjusted my chair.

" Keep standing"

So I stopped and looked up at Jerry, who was looking at the boxes, and then pushed one over to me.

"This is yours"

I opened the box and couldn't believe it. He had ordered me a pizza with olives, onions and mushrooms. I ate none of it.

"You know I'm not eating any of that!" I snapped at him angrily.