Our online relationship has not been going so well since our second meeting IRL and your return to the US.
We have tried to continue as before, but we cannot escape the feeling that something is missing now. Indeed, it is 'the feeling', or the sense of touch, which really is missing. It always was, of course, but now that we have truly 'felt' each other (and smelled and tasted too!), the online world limited to sight and sound seems extremely unfulfilling.
Even with the added spice of our shared videos, including those involving Ella and Anna, the excitement has begun to wane. We try to revive our previous enthusiasm, but we steadily lose interest in simply seeing and hearing each other masturbate; we could just as easily be watching soulless, impersonal online porn.
After a while, you raise the problem yourself and we discuss it honestly. It turns out that you have already approached Ella and Anna to share our videos through their mobiles and they have reacted enthusiastically to them. Each of them had had my cock deeply embedded in them, as evidenced by your close-up videos, but they had not been allowed to fuck me to a conclusion. Both have told you that they would have liked that, but contrary to their animal urges, had respected your first claim on my cum.
You ask me whether I would be prepared to meet with them again, for the purposes of re-energising our own online meetings.
I have to take some time to consider this, because although such an encounter would be very exciting (to me!), I suspect that it could be very frustrating for you, even if you "directed" the girls in their interaction with me. I decide, and tell you, that I think it is a desperate attempt to re-invigorate our relationship. I think it could well end our relationship completely.
You feel, though, that it is worth the attempt, despite the risk that you agree exists. The simple fact is that we will be unable to meet IRL for some considerable time, so online contact is our only option for the foreseeable future.
So after a mature discussion and consideration of the options, you decide to talk with the two girls about the proposal. I think it best that you should try to create a working relationship with them, rather than me, if the aim is to salvage our online relationship- you will have to decide the limits and processes with them.
After several days, you come back to me with a proposition to discuss. You have suggested to the girls that they act as your agents in an online encounter between you and me, following your instructions. Their reward would be a private session with me later, where each could ask me to do whatever they wished. At this point, you laugh and say, "I wouldn't let them fuck you when we met last time, so I think that option will be high on their agenda!"
Of course, I agree. I am still worried that you will not find the online experience much more satisfying, even though you direct the 'action'; you are still limited to sight and sound. For me, it is clearly a better option, as I will gain the touch of the girls, their smell (though not yours), and possibly their taste (but again, not yours).
It seems that you have proposed that the girls should both join me and then choose who will direct the webcam, and who will act under your instructions. You have suggested two online sessions with them so that each can play each role. After that, they can contact me independently and privately. You will still not give me their direct numbers yet.
I give you a number of dates when I could guarantee uninterrupted time online and you say you will talk again with the girls. After a few days, you confirm a date and time when both could meet with me and when you could be online too.
As that day approaches, I become very nervous and tell you so. You are equally nervous, but you are determined to try this experiment in the hope of re-establishing “normal service”.
So the appointed day arrives, and we link up online, while I wait for the girls. I say, “Trish, I think this is a great idea- from my point of view! I just hope you are going to enjoy it as much as me.”
You can only reply that you have never been the jealous type and were always prepared to share me, but you hope to feel more of the excitement we experienced when we first discovered online sex.
Then the girls arrive, looking very nervous and a little sheepish. They have not seen me (in real life) since we all met at your hotel, though you have replayed the video footage to them online. They both smile and relax as they hug me, and wave hello to you when they see you on the TV. I have fed the computer image through the large flat-screen TV on the wall, and attached the webcam via a long lead, allowing it to be moved easily.
You smile at them and ask them to toss a coin to see who will be representing you today. They do so and Anna wins. She seems very pleased; Ella less so, tasked now with managing the webcam for you. But we all know our roles now. You, Trish, are the Director, Ella is the Tech team, and Anna and I are the main stars of the production.
As Director, you take control now, speaking first of all to me:
“Simon, stand in front of the chair facing the screen and put your hands behind your head; you are not allowed to move them unless I say so.”
“ Ella, focus the cam on Simon, of course, but make sure you get a full-body shot to begin with.”
“Anna, your first job is to undress Simon, slowly and carefully, until he is standing completely naked on screen and in front of us all.”
The girls take their positions. You explain that our online action has normally involved us both undressing, then me stroking myself to full erection while you play with your own pussy. I then stroke myself, with your encouragement, until I cum, the sight of which normally pushes you over the edge and into your own orgasm. Broadly speaking, you want the session to follow that plan, but there is room for some improvisation as long as you approve it.
So, we begin: I watch you on screen, as you undress slowly- you seem to have dressed to undress, with sexy clothes designed to be removed easily and stylishly. It certainly has the usual effect on me, as your body is unveiled, and you sit facing me in your usual chair. Your legs are widespread now and you sensually stroke your inner thighs upwards from your knees to your neatly-prepared pussy. You do this time and again, eyes focused on my reactions, until you tell Anna to begin undressing me.
Anna has grasped the sensuality of the occasion already and sashays over towards me with exaggerated hip movements. She stands in a full-body press against me, then slowly unbuttons my shirt from neck to waist, pushing it back over my shoulders. On your orders, she moves round behind me and because she has not undone the tight cuff buttons to my shirt, she can pull the sleeves together behind me and tie them tightly. I am unable to move my arms now.
Ella is now taking her role seriously too and moves around me and Anna, capturing every movement and touch, so that you can see me from every angle. The sight seems to be exciting you as you begin to play with your own pussy, in full view on the TV screen, and I can hear appreciative noises not only from you but also from the girls.
You tell Anna to strip me completely naked now, while Ella circles me with the cam, occasionally zooming in and out to capture every detail. She is actually quite skilled with the camera. Anna gets to her knees in front of me and unbuttons my jeans to reveal a substantial erection standing in front of her face. She stares closely at me, perhaps remembering how it had felt when I entered her last time, while Ella zooms in for a close-up, then Anna says, “Trish, I know you want me to stroke him, but can I just give him a little suck first? It will help to lubricate him for later.”
You have your hands working busily around your pussy, and gasp “Yes, get him prepared now.”
I step out of my jeans, having kicked off my shoes. I am completely naked on screen except for a shirt dangling behind me and tying my arms out of the way. I think perhaps Anna is reassured to know that I cannot grasp her, as she lowers her head to take in the head of my erect cock.
I remember back to the first occasion she did this and the thought crosses my mind that she has been practising since, or perhaps has been instructed by you! She sucks and swirls her tongue around me as well as you would, and allows her saliva to run freely down the shaft of my cock. It drips from my balls.
Ella kneels too and zooms close, to show you the full detail of Anna's treatment of me. It sounds as though you appreciate what you see on your own screen and I can see your own hands moving more rapidly between your legs as you lean closer and closer to the screen.
You gasp and say, “Anna, please stroke him hard now and let me see the swelling of the head, Ella.”
They both comply and I put back my head to withstand the excitement, looking up at the ceiling now, while Anna strokes my cock harder and harder, faster and faster, tighter and tighter. She is moaning in rhythm with you, while Ella has brought the webcam so close that you can see the pulsing veins in my hard cock. I cannot move my arms to take any part, but my hips start to thrust against Anna's grip and I can feel the climax building. “Soon, soon,” I say, and the girls squirm and squeal with pleasure as you and I both approach orgasm- me in London, you in the USA.
Suddenly, I freeze rigid and feel the pulses of cum throbbing through my cock, from deep in my balls to the swollen red head. Anna does not stop stroking hard, as I might have done, but grips even harder round my cock. I call out as the first pulse shoots from the head of my cock, and both girls squeal in delight at the sight of my cum arcing through the air over their heads.
You also are tipped into orgasm by the close-up view of cum spurting from my cock, and plunge your fingers deep inside yourself, again and again.
As the spurts lessen in strength and volume, my legs buckle at the knees and Anna helps me to the floor, splashes of cum seemingly all over her face and head- but she is smiling with pride, I think, at what she has achieved for us both. Ella is still trying to focus the webcam but is visibly shaking with the release of tension.
You flop backwards into your chair from the position you had adopted to try to see your screen as closely as possible. You are spent now, as am I; I think both of your accomplices may be as well, though I note some continuing furtive movements of fingers between legs.
“God,” you say, “That was intense! It reminds me of the very first time we did this, Simon, and it was so shockingly exhilarating. I may not have been able to touch or taste you, but you give the most exciting of shows! I could pretend that Anna's hand was mine and imagine the feelings as your cum pulsed against her tight fingers. And I could almost taste the cum as it rained down!”
You thank the girls for their help and say you will leave them to recover and clear up; you need to go and shower yourself, now.
I too thank the girls and they ask to be allowed to shower me clean, which I agree to with great pleasure. They are very gentle with me! I thank them again and again as they shower me with warm water and sweep away the cum with their hands. Ella can participate more now, and does so with gusto, but she says she is looking forward to the next occasion when she will play a more active role. It is already agreed that there will be at least one more “production” like this, with Ella in the lead, and I am already looking forwards to it- just as she seems to be.
I will talk directly with you later after the girls have gone, but you certainly seemed to enjoy the occasion. Despite the relative lack of actual feeling, the sensual presentation had compensated a little and you had certainly come as hard as I had ever seen you in previous online sessions.
No doubt we will talk it all through tomorrow.
