26. Lark

Chapter twenty-six

Lark

Tuesday, March 11, 2025

T he dogs head into the kitchen to drink some water after our walk, and I grab a knife from the butcher block to tear into the box left at the front desk for me.

As soon as the top is opened, I know exactly what’s inside and who it’s from.

There are six boxes inside this one, each with a different picture of a toy on the outside. There’s a clitoral sucker, a larger-looking bullet vibe, one that I think is meant to just sit on my clit hands-free during penetration, a thrusting dildo with a clit vibrator, something remote-controlled, and the last one looks like it does a bit of everything.

Well, shit. How much did this all cost her?

I’d like to think there was a good-ass sale, but who knows?

I look over at the dogs, who are now passed out in their bed beside the couch, and figure, what the hell?

I head to my room, dumping the contents of the packages onto the bed and plugging each one into the outlets around my room.

The sight makes me giggle. It looks like a swingers club in here.

I flop down on the bed and open my texts from Kira.

Just got your gifts. Thank you!!! You wild, wild woman LOL

Also… Send me that referral link.

Kira

Hell yeah! One sec!

Not even thirty seconds later, my messages ping with the link. I open it up and set up an account with a free trial.

My jaw drops when I start browsing the app. “Holy fucking shit,” I murmur to myself. There are literally thousands of these recordings voiced by hundreds of different voice actors.

I’m starting to feel giddy the more I scroll, the titles for some of these turning me on. Another text pops up from Kira.

Kira

Click on the three dots by each title and select “See Audio Details.” It’ll give you a whole list of what’s in store for that recording.

I do as she says and settle on a male-for-female, direct-to-listener audio that features guided masturbation, finger sucking, oral, and pillow humping.

I’m not so sure I’ll be into the pillow humping, but who the hell knows until I try it, right?

Bolting out of bed, I gather a couple of the toys that have a glowing red light, indicating they’ve finished charging, and head to the bathroom to clean them off before grabbing my headphones and crawling under my covers.

I relax into the firm mattress, slide my shorts down my thighs along with my panties, and kick them to the end of the bed.

Turning the audio on, I listen as the deep voice tells me exactly how I’m about to come, and I can’t deny that it’s hot as hell.

“I want you to start picturing I’m lying beside you, running my hand up the inside of your slick thighs.” I do as he says, but instead of picturing whoever this guy is, my mind automatically fills in the blanks with Gianni.

I can practically feel his long fingers trailing up the inside of my thigh, and my own hand slips between them, stroking up my wet center.

My toes curl as the man keeps going. “Now, kitten, be a good girl and take your favorite toy and hold it to your clit until you’re squirming.”

I take hold of the light-pink clit sucker and turn it onto the first setting, then press it to my clit. My back arches off the bed, and my body tingles with arousal. “Oh god.” I moan, clicking the button to the next setting.

It thumps and sucks faster, dragging another moan out of me that leaves me breathless.

“Just like that. Keep fucking that perfect needy clit, just how I know you want it,” he commands.

I feel like I’m flying. My skin is buzzing with need, and my thighs are clenching so tightly I’m not sure how much more I can take.

I pull the suction off, setting the sucker aside and grabbing for the thrusting wand.

“Now, I want you to roll over and stuff your pillow between your legs. Ride it like you’d ride my face, angel.”

Instead of riding the wand like I’d planned, I do as I’m told because I’m suddenly very compelled to take this homework assignment seriously.

I shove the extra pillow between my thighs and clench my eyes shut, imagining Gianni lying on his back in my bed. My earbuds fill with the sound of this man slurping and sucking on god knows what, but the sound is so erotic it spurs me on further. I rub myself against the pillow, shifting my weight until I’m in a good spot where my clit is getting the attention it needs too.

“Are you ready to slide my dick between those plump little pussy lips?” he asks. At this point, I feel wild as if I can’t control my body’s responses to his words, the sounds he’s making, the images flashing behind my eyes from my own imagination, and the high of finally having a fucking orgasm from something other than my hand in my shower.

“Lie on your back and let your knees fall to the sides so I can bury myself in you.”

I do exactly as he instructs and open my eyes just long enough to turn the thrusting wand on, making sure to also turn the clit attachment on before placing the head at my entrance.

“I’m sliding in, nice and slow,” he says. “Now don’t be greedy, angel,” he chides. “Oh, you want more?”

I can’t help myself when the word “Yes” leaves my lips in a breathy moan.

“Well, alright. I’ll give my sweet angel what she wants. ”

He relays exactly how I’m supposed to imagine being fucked, and again, Gianni is on top of me, thrusting deep inside as I bury my toy in me.

I buck up off the bed with each thrust, my core clenching tighter and tighter as I deep dive off of the cliff of my release. It wracks through my body, knocking the breath out of me as I collapse farther into my mattress, completely spent.

I turn the toy off and stop the recording. “Okay.” I blow out a breath. “Evidently, that is something I’m fully into.”

Several minutes pass before I’m able to leave my bed. I finally work my heavy legs over the side of my mattress and make my way into the bathroom. I clean up the messes I made and change my pillowcase, not even a little embarrassed by the puddle of cum I left behind. Why be embarrassed when it’s cool as hell that my body can do that ? I mean, seriously, Tyler nearly had me convinced that it was me that was the problem, but it turns out, it was just him and his lacking skill set. 1

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