Mr. Marine Corps

Mr. Marine Corps Mr. Marine Corps

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Natalie used the site only to tease men and get them off. But what happens when she's met her match?

Summary

Natalie used the site only to tease men and get them off. But what happens when she's met her match?

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Submitted: April 01, 2015

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Submitted: April 01, 2015

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"Talk to New People!". Those words flashed on her screen when she entered the website name. Her guilty pleasure had always been getting guys to the point of excitement and then disconnecting and moving on to the next lame guy. She made sure her tank top was especially tight this night and that her lipstick was as red as it could be. After a hard day at work, she needed to release some tension.

She turned on her camera and got the show on the road. A man, mid 20's popped up and waved. He looked like he had been up the whole night on the website looking for that one hot chick to help him "relieve himself" so that he could fall asleep peacefully. She flirted. He took the bait. It was all going according to plan. "C'mon babe, flash me those AMAZING tits." Natalie played the coy-card. "No, I can't. I'm a good girl ;)". She had him eating out of the palms of her hand. "Please, babe? I'm really hard and need some help :(", he typed with incredible speed. She acted like she was contemplating if she should or not. "Alright, hot stuff. Only for you ;)". She pulled down her tank top ever-so slowly. Her C cup breasts bulged out, like they were gasping for air. His eyes got big as his hand started jerking faster. She could see his decent-sized cock's head pop up and down through his hand. She began to unclasp the front of her white bra (god, how she loved how easy that bra was to take off). His pace rapidly increased. Right when Natalie was about to undo her bra, she did what all men despised on that site- she clicked "Disconnect".

She loved all the power she had on the website. And to think that breasts gave her such leverage. Who knew what showing them her pussy could do! She reveled in all the excitement she was feeling just thinking about all the men she was going to screw-over that night. She poured herself a glass of red wine and put Annie Lennox's "I Put A Spell On You" on repeat. She was feeling pretty badass. "This night's gonna be good. I can feel it!".

After eight more sessions like the first guy, she was beat. It took much longer than she thought it would. The first guy came on at about 11 pm. The last guy she toyed with got the boot at 3 am. She learned that many guys are not actually as naive as she thought. Many guys will hold out until the last minute to start jerking off. She skipped them and tried to find the quickies. Natalie was at that point where she wanted to turn in, but find the one decent guy of the night to talk to. That was her routine. A few shy guys trying to get to sleep by shooting a load, and then the talker. Now, finding that guy was hard. 

She put a comfy, oversized cardigan on that covered her chest just enough to not advertise the girls so easily. She downed the last of her third cup of wine and opened up an ice cold Sapporo. "Let's do it". She clicked "Next", and there he popped up, clean shaven, Heineken in hand, buzz cut, and jaw line that could make ice melt. She waved as she muttered "Fuck" under her breath. She never used her mic because she hated her voice. As she typed, he spoke. "Hello there, Stranger." His voice was as smooth as silk and as deep as dark chocolate, if that made sense. "I'm Cole. Nice to meet you." She typed, "Hi, I'm Natalie. What brings you here?".

From that point on, it was non-stop between the two. They talked about anything and everything. He was in the marine corps, stationed in North Carolina. She was across the country in Los Angeles. What was most surprising to Natalie was how they never even talked about anything sexual. Nothing at all. She couldn't help but think, "Wow, I found him. It's my decent guy. I don't have to ever find one again. Fuck, we need to exchange contacts". 

She couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment that nothing sexual was happening, but she just swallowed it down along with her beer. They had been talking for about four hours and they both were starting to get sleepy. "I'm gonna turn in soon, I think." She nodded and types, "Same". She had work in three hours. She knew she was going to be dead, but Cole was worth it. Because of the three hour time difference, Cole had some time before his night shift. Her interest in him heightened when she found out that he worked on helicopters. She thought that that might seem geeky to others, but to her, that was a major turn on. 

They exchanged messenger accounts and were about to disconnect, when suddenly, Cole says, "Well after that lovely conversation, I'm going to have a really hard time falling asleep." Natalie's heart skips a beat. She types, "I can help with that ;)". He looks puzzled and she types, "You know how guys get tired after they, you know, beat off?". At first, he looked taken aback, but then, to her surprise, he says okay. "But I don't do this often, so you have to bear with me. You also have to understand this is a give and take sort of thing. I like you." She was kind of startled at how straightforward he was, but at the same time she was so hot from it. After being in control of the conversations for so long, she was turned on by having Cole take the lead.

"So, we are going to masturbate at the same time, right?". Natalie snapped out of her daydreaming when he said that. There was a problem. She may have been able to talk the talk, but she had never really "walked the walk". She was a virgin. Scratch that, she was very much  a virgin. She had never touched herself down there. She had always wanted to, but just couldn't bring herself to do it. Tits were easy. They're secondary sex organs that are external. She didn't need to do anything with them. Her pussy was uncharted territory. She had no idea what was down there. For all she knew, there was a gnome down there. This was her one big flaw. This is why she used the site. She couldn't get herself off, so she had to get others off. She was so ashamed. 

Natalie didn't know if it was the alcohol talking or her sleep deprivation, but she needed to tell Cole the truth. After connecting on such a level, and then getting him all riled up, she needed to tell him. At first, he didn't understand. He has so many questions: "How is that even possible? You haven't even tried once? Why are you so afraid?". After answering all those scrutinizing questions, Natalie felt like shit. And after hearing all of her answers, Cole had this to say: "To be honest, I think that's pretty hot. An untouched pussy. But I'm going to have to say, we don't have to do this if you don't want to." That was it. He was it. He was all she needed. A gentle gentleman. She felt so comfortable in front of him, albeit it front of a screen that showed him. She was going to do it. She was going to fucking finger herself.

"No, Cole, I want to help you. You're a decent and understanding guy. I want to do this." She may have been helping him, but he was inadvertently helping her. "I might need some instructions..", she squeaked out. He smiled and nodded in understanding. She blushed, "I may have a pussy, but I guarantee you'll know more about them than I do." She took off her sweatpants and then slid off her black thong. He took off his shirt and then his shorts and underwear. She angled the camera down more, and covered her blushing lips until he was ready. He angled his camera downward to reveal at least a ten-inch cock. She felt her face get even more red than it already was. He spoke. "Ready?". She nodded. She was ready. She was wet. She was good to go. He told her to rub her clit in a circular motion. It felt really good. Then, he instructed her to slowly insert her fingers into her pussy. "As many as you can take. This might feel weird at first, but it does get better with practice." She was feeling like three fingers wasn't too many or too few. Slowly, she inserted her fingers into herself. She felt the ribbed walls of her vagina for the first time. She was more intrigued at this point rather than in pleasure. He instructed her to now move her fingers in and out. She started out slow and then decided to speed things up. She started to feel tingly. She started to sweat and writhe with the motion of her fingers. She was doing it! She was masturbating! She almost forgot about Cole altogether until she looked at her screen. He was jerking his big cock like there was no tomorrow. Once she saw that, she couldn't help but stick one more finger in herself. At that point, she climaxed. She moaned with pleasure. Her fingers were still inside of her, but to her surprise she felt weird, like something was going to come out. She felt like she was leaking. She looked up when Cole exclaimed, "Holy shit! You're a squirter!". She looked down just as her pussy ceased "squirting". Cole was so turned on that he ended up cumming. She saw him in action and couldn't help but feel happy that she made him do that. His post-cum face was so cute that she couldn't help but giggle. 

They were both exhausted after that. They decided it was time to disconnect. "So, same time again tomorrow?", Cole asked. Natalie looked at him, took in every part of him she saw, and typed, "Hell fucking yes." 

 

 


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