Scott deals with his own desires

So the weeks of my newfound discovery of one of my earliest fetishes trickled by agonizingly. Ever building the shame and the intrigue within me. Over the weeks it had become almost an obsession. Not almost. Full on, really. I couldn’t stop thinking about how close to a reality this fantasy could be. A few clicks would seal the deal. A few clicks and I could find out just how it felt getting dicked down by the magnificent Hunter. It had been nagging in my mind more and more.

Hunter posted more videos and I consumed every one of them. I was almost hypnotized by the way her shiny latina cheeks assailed some poor customer. The title was “Watch as I take this nerd’s ass.” The victim squirmed, panted and whimpered as Hunter pressed her hands into his tail bone, pinning him down while she fucked him with her huge girthy cock. “Lucky guy, what a fucking lucky guy,” I thought. I couldn’t actually see where they connected, but everytime she pulled back I could see part of her shiny shaft. Then the video ended. Fuck, it was one of those. One of those where she didn’t show the cumshot. I was so pent up from having slow tugged and edged my way through twenty minutes of careless fucking. I had wanted to bust when Hunter filled his ass with her cum.

Still on edge, I quickly moved to click to her other videos but somehow managed to find myself in front of her pricing list again. I stared at it in harrowing silence. Not utter silence, though. My heart thudded against my eardrums. Slowly, unable to think a cohesive thought, and spurred on my built up depraved lust, I grabbed the mouse with one hand, my other wrapped around my cock, and moved the cursor and ticked off the “15 minutes of fucking. One position. - 250$,” and the no condom option. Add to cart. The mouse hovered over ‘proceed to checkout’, and just before I sealed my fate and clicked it, I abruptly shot my load all over the place. So hard. I trembled all over as I had such an intense orgasm. I didn’t even get the rag. I just pulsed and shivered. Just from almost going through with it.

I quickly closed the window. Even using keyboard commands to close so I wouldn't accidentally hit the buy button while moving the mouse. That was too close. I hadn’t been thinking. Or maybe I had, but with the wrong brain. Fuck me. Not literally… or… no. No! I shoved myself out of my chair and ran to the shower to rinse myself. Had I truly busted just from making a phantom purchase? Jesus I’m fucked in the head.

But as I showered, thoughts started to run lucid. As they do. This whole ordeal had been pestering my mind for a while, and it didn’t seem to go anywhere. And it was just growing stronger. My curiosity and my arousal was unfathomable and mind numbing. Even debilitating.

I found myself arguing with myself, or trying to convince myself… Over and over… that if I tried it… maybe I could get over it. Just thinking about my deepest fantasy becoming a reality was driving my brain into the gutter. Maybe… just maybe… one of the cheaper ones. The one at 250 bucks that I almost bought? That’s not too bad. I mean, I never spend money so that wasn’t a problem. And fifteen minutes? What even is that? I had probably been in the shower for fifteen minutes already… No… I couldn’t give in. As confused and aroused as I was, I still didn’t cave.