[M4F] Your Friend Denies Your Org*sm

Transcript

Hey. How's it going? How did your date go? Oh, no.

Fuck. Oh, I can't believe that. He finally stood you up in the restaurant.

Were you sure? Maybe he didn't find it. He ghosted you? Oh, my God.

Oh, that's fucked up. I'm so sorry that happened. So, did you just go home right away then? Aren't you hungry? You're planning your meals around that.

Well, at least grab something, you know? Don't starve. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'll be here. Don't worry. Don't worry.

I'll keep you company. I'm not going. I'm not going off.

It's. .. I'm sorry.

I don't. .. I'm speechless.

That's so shitty. How are you feeling? Yeah? I can imagine.

Not all that great. You're looking so much forward to this, too. You've been planning this for weeks, I guess.

The way it didn't match up and the way you kept making excuses, maybe. .. I don't know.

I guess I'm not surprised. Well, I am, but fuck. What an asshole.

What a fucking asshole. Hey, it's okay. It's okay.

It feels shitty now. You're gonna get back up on that horse. Maybe not now, but someday.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Don't worry. You will.

I believe in you. Well, so now that your plans are ruined for the evening, what are you doing now? I'm not gonna.

.. No, I'm not gonna accept that you're just gonna get your ice cream out and eat yourself to sleep. You can hang out.

I can keep you company. You don't have to be depressed all day. Yeah, yeah.

I'll be here. I don't have any plans for the day anyway, so might as well. Of course I will.

So what are you doing right now? Nothing? Well, you just called me, I guess.

Hey, why don't you. .. Listen, this fucking sucks.

I know. Treat yourself a little bit. Do you have some.

.. I don't know. Something nice for yourself that you can do? Your little me time ritual? Well, except for.

.. You know what I mean. Not that.

Well, you know, we're close. If that's what you need, I'll leave you to that. I'm joking.

I'm joking. Okay. You're not? Wait.

You're not? You're not joking? Yeah, I know.

I mean, I know what you were going for with the date, but you know, that was with him. You can't just indiscriminately just pick anyone. I'm not gonna fucking masturbate with you on the phone.

I'm hours away right now. You know that. Why not? Because.

.. I don't know. It's not that I'm not attracted to you.

It's just. .. I mean, I haven't thought about that.

You know, I think you're really cool, but I think you're also in a vulnerable state of mind and I don't want that to feel like you're being taken advantage of. If we did this some other time, then maybe that would feel clearer on my conscience, but. ..

I mean, what do you mean if we don't go all the way? What does that even mean? Do you mean like not fucking? Of course we can't.

We're far away. No orgasms. It doesn't count then? What a stupid rule.

Of course it counts. You're dumbass. Are you really suggesting that we have phone sex, but without cumming? Just to make you feel good? Yeah, I know you need it.

I know. Why am I the one to have to give it to you, though? Can.

.. Don't you have like a, I don't know, a booty call or something instead? They won't understand? I've never seen you this desperate before.

I feel. .. I feel bad for you.

I pity you. I really. ..

I'm not sure about this. Listen. ..

Even if we did it, it's not gonna be weird, right? Afterwards, like, you're gonna cry. It's okay if you cry now, but like, after having phone sex, if you start crying, that's gonna make it so fucking weird, you know?

I don't know how to deal with that. I don't want to deal with that. That's just gonna mess everything up.

Everything's gonna be scrambled. You promise? I don't think you're in a state of mind to promise.

Fuck. Fuck. Hey, are you moaning? Are you fucking kidding me? You're moaning right now? Are you touching yourself? Oh my god.

Stop touching yourself. Stop it. Look, if we're gonna do this, let's do it right.

Yeah, fuck it. Okay, you're not gonna give this up. And it's still not gonna abandon you, so if this is what it has to be, then this is what it has to be.

Stop touching yourself. Put your hands at your side. I don't know.

Are you laying down? Go lay down. And, I don't know, put your phone on your chest.

You don't need both hands now. Fuck. You know, I might regret this, but okay, I'll take charge.

Fuck you. Okay, here's what's gonna happen. You're not gonna come.

I'm not gonna touch myself. I'm just gonna instruct you. I'm gonna give you the bare minimum of what you need, and then I'm gonna leave you be.

Well, I'll keep you company afterwards, but we're gonna stop the horny talk. Yeah? No, you're not gonna come, because if you come, you're gonna get all emotional.

I know you. Well, I don't know what you are like when you're having sex, but. ..

No coming. Understood? Good.

Now, put your hands at your sides. I'm gonna walk you through this. What are you wearing right now? Do you have your pants on? Your top? I want you to take your pants off.

Not all the way off. Just lay them down the distance that they need, so that you can do your work. And once you're done with that, I want you to.

.. Fuck, I can't believe this. I want you to put your fingers together, all four of them without the thumb, and I want them flat.

And I want you to press down on your cunt. No rubbing. No stroking.

No circling. Just apply some pressure on yourself. Now that what you're feeling is frustration, I know you were already frustrated.

I'm gonna make you even worse. Since you're fucking guilt-tripping me into this, I'm gonna have my fun. Hey, maybe after all, what you need is just to be used.

I don't know. I don't need to know. I'll do it anyway.

Apply some more pressure. Get your fingers in there, in between your legs. Now stroke your hand, all fingers.

Stroke them up and down your slit. I want you to finish your strokes on your clit, then go back down all the way to the bottom. Take your time.

This is important. Take your time when you do this. All the way to the bottom, and back up.

Slowly, firmly, just like I would do. All the way up, and then to your clit. Keep doing that.

Yeah, five more times. All the way down, and back up. Go down, and back up.

And down, and up. Down, up. Last one now.

Down, and up. I bet your legs are having troubles keeping still. That's the point.

You're supposed to be frustrated. But you're going to have some more now. Roll your underwear down.

Yeah. Now, you don't get to touch your clit, not directly. That's my rule.

Instead, you're going to put a pillow in between your legs. Yeah, do that right now. You can lay on your side, if that's what you need, or on your front.

Just get comfortable, because I'm going to make you hump that pillow. Place your pillow nice and firmly on your clit. You're going to hump it until you're whimpering, until I feel sorry for you.

Which, to be honest, I already do. But I can be disciplined myself. All comfy? Then hump that pillow.

I want you to hump it nice, slowly, firmly. Roll your cunt on that pillow. Spread your wetness on it.

Make it yours. Impress me. Oh, fuck.

You know, this is making me need to. But I'm not going to touch myself. Not now.

You're just going to keep humping that pillow until I say, stop. And it's going to be a while. So get comfortable.

I want you rolling your hips on it. I want you to feel, feel away for the firmest spots on it. See if you can hit some of those.

Avoid the softer spots. Unless that's what you like. All I know is that my friend is rubbing her pussy on a pillow for me.

And that's quite the mental image. Are you happy with that? You're so desperate you can't even know.

That's fine. Maybe we'll both regret this tomorrow. Fuck me.

We'll see. You just keep going. Hump that pillow for me.

I want to hear your whimpers. I want to feel how desperate you are. You're not going to come.

Just like I said in the start. Rules don't change now. You're just going to hump for me.

And I'm going to listen. You can entertain me. You're going to use yourself for me.

Exactly like how you're doing now. I love your moans. I love feeling how desperate and pathetic you are right now.

Being stood up on a date only to be edged by your friend later. Nothing is going well for you today. I do feel bad for you.

I pity you. But I don't care. I know deep down you're the kind of person who just wants to be used.

That's why you let me decide everything all the time. I decide the movies we watch. I decide the food we get.

I decide the activities we do. Admit it. You like being used.

You like losing control. Well, I'm here for that then. Fuck.

You're making me very, very horny. But keep going. You're still not going to come.

And I'm still not going to touch myself. This is going to be awful for you. I hope that you're going to spend the night just rolling around in your restless sleep.

Feeling all horny like your body's being grabbed just out of sheer lust. And I want you to think about how much enjoyment I'm getting out of having you hump that pillow for me. Having you refraining from touching yourself.

Forcing you to discipline yourself. This is the opposite of bringing out the ice cream and eating yourself to sleep. This is good.

You can fuck this guy over with some self-discipline and you can be better off for it. He's not going to have sex with you. His loss.

Your body still gets to be used by someone. So I guess in some way you win. Keep rolling your hips.

I want you to hump faster. Harder. Really get in there.

Dig that pillow into your cunt. That's it. That's what I want to hear.

Actually, I'm going to change your mind. I'm going to change your mind because I want you to feel even more desperate. Maybe this pillow isn't doing enough.

Maybe it's so weak.