Liv widened her legs, positioned in front of the laptop, and couldn't help but notice the smug satisfaction on Arthur's face as he watched her dripping wet pussy through the screen.
"Wow, is that dildo up to a ten-inch? Good choice," Arthur remarked with a lustful glint in his eye as he observed the glistening toy. Then he commanded, "finger yourself first."
Unable to resist his orders, Liv complied, her own desire pushing her forward. She began by gently caressing her labia, sliding her fingers up and down, feeling the wetness spread as she moistened her fingers. With a slow and deliberate movement, she plunged a finger into her aching pussy, savoring the sensation of her own wet warmth.
"That's good," Arthur said, his voice oozing desire as he watched her pleasuring herself.
Liv's eyes fluttered closed, and she surrendered to the escalating pleasure, her mouth open in a silent moan as her body quivered with lust.
"Ah yeah," she breathed out, savoring the intoxicating sensations coursing through her being. As her need grew, she thrust her fingers with an increasing urgency, losing herself in the ecstasy. "Fuck!"
"Yeah, fuck is right!" Arthur replied with a throaty growl, his own arousal evident as he vigorously stroked his hard, erect member. The sight of Liv's passionate display had him panting with desire, eager to make her his.
Liv continued to sensually slap her pussy, teasing her clit and labia, every motion pushing her closer to the brink of ecstasy.
She opened her eyes to see Arthur groaning, his throbbing cock in his hand as he mirrored her movements. The mutual desire between them filled the virtual space, and she resolved to let go of her worries and simply revel in the intensely erotic moment.
As their heated symphony of pleasure echoed through the airwaves, Arthur's primal groans and Liv's sultry moans mingled and filled the spaces in their respective rooms.
"Urgh, I need your slutty mouth around my dick," Arthur moaned, his voice laced with an intoxicating blend of desire and pleasure as he continued to stroke his throbbing erection. "Fuck!"
Liv, equally consumed by the shared intensity of the moment, momentarily halted her self-indulgent exploration and reached for the dildo, her sultry words charged with an overwhelming need. "I'm going to masturbate now."
A shiver of arousal coursed through Arthur, electric sensations dancing across his skin. His breaths came in ragged gasps as he relinquished his grip on his stiff member, his gaze fixed intently on the screen as he huskily granted his approval, "Go ahead."
Liv wasted no time, her desire bordering on insatiable, as she eagerly guided the dildo into her eagerly waiting pussy. Its smooth penetration took Arthur by surprise. "Wow, that pussy must be exceptionally receptive, as if your sweet cunt has been lovingly stretched by that dildo, hasn't it?"
A subtle hint of frustration colored his voice, stemming from the yearning to be the one to fill her completely and explore the depths of her desire.
Liv released a contented sigh, her acute perception picking up on the hint of vexation in Arthur's voice. Without reservation, she offered her casual reply, "Yeah, it's been fucking me, so it's still quite stretched."
"Hmm," Arthur mused in response, his ears attuned to the symphony of her moans as she ardently thrust the dildo in and out of her drenched pussy. "This night is gonna be interesting," he forecasted, an undercurrent of anticipation coursing through his voice.
Liv, driven by an insatiable desire and a tinge of curiosity, echoed in a sultry tone as she continued her relentless self-indulgence, "Oh yeah, it is. Ah yeah, you like that?" Her words flowed freely, her curiosity fueling her seductive inquiry. "Fuck, do you like that?" Her voice held a hint of teasing, a desire to elicit a reaction from him.
Arthur, his gaze transfixed by the tantalizing display on his screen, admitted, "Oddly enough, I find that I do. You do possess all the qualities of a tempting slut, though it's quite astonishing that you aren't one,"
As the waves of pleasure surged through her, Liv was compelled to clarify with unbridled passion, "I'm not… Oh fuck! Ah yeah, ahhhh," her moans growing loud as she drove the dildo deeper into her aching pussy, a silent plea for more.
Arthur, embracing the newfound dominance he held over her, responded with an air of self-satisfaction, "Well, you are now. You're my slut. My plaything." He relished the power he held over her, knowing that for the next twelve weeks, he could explore her desires in any way he pleased.
The countdown had begun.
Liv, intoxicated by desire and utterly consumed by the intensity of the moment, found herself uttering words she hadn't planned. "I wanna be your plaything. I wanna be your whore," she confessed, her longing evident in her voice. "Oh baby, oh fuck yes!"
Amused by her unbridled eagerness, Arthur couldn't help but emit a light chuckle as he observed her. It was as if she were under some erotic spell, uttering these words without a full grasp of their implications.
With a commanding tone, he instructed, "Then go harder, you fucking slut!" Liv responded obediently, seizing the dildo with both hands and thrusting it forcefully into her core, a relentless rhythm of pleasure.
Amidst her passionate moans and the sensual play, she couldn't help but bite her lower lip, savoring every moment of her intense self-indulgence. Her whispers and moans filled the room, "Oh yes. Ah, I need something real. I need the real thing. Fuck, yes!" she whimpered, the crescendo of her impending climax building with every deep thrust.
With a mischievous smirk, Arthur assured her, "Well, you can have the real thing tomorrow."