First AN: Wow, I'm so sorry this has taken me so long to update. I went overseas, and had every intention of updating during my trip, but then I had iPad issues and what not.
Second AN: So, have this song open in youtube: Ying Yang Twins - Wait
And when it gets to the part when Kitty hits play on the remote, hit play on this. I decided to add the song instead of just writing the lyrics because:
a) Glee is such a musical show
2) I have a whole playlist on my iTunes at acts as a soundtrack for this story as I write it
Supremacy Part 16
Life has pretty much gone back to normal. With the exception that normal life now includes Kitty Wilde.
A lot of Kitty Wilde.
At least a few times a day we'll text, what we're doing, or how we're feeling, or just random, silly things that are happening.
It's strangely comfortable, and that in itself worries me sometimes. Not enough to need to change anything, but every now and then I question what I'm doing. But then I think about her smile, or her voice, or, and this is most likely, her body, and I remember.
I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket as I'm walking to class. Kitty. I instantly smile.
Kelsey home 2nite?
Nope, she has a late study group. Why? U miss me or something?
I think u miss me more
Right, and what makes U think that?
Check ur email
Ok, so now I'm intrigued. I open my mailbox, and wait for it the check for new mail. 5 new emails. 3 are spam, one is from Brittany with a link to the latest episode of Fondue 4 Two.
The last is from Kitty, with the heading: Glee Assignment. I open it, thinking it's just gonna be Kitty working out what song to sing for this weeks glee. I quickly read the message, then re-read it.
'So... This weeks assignment in glee is music from films, so I decided to make you a little film of my own.
Kitty, xox'
I then spot the video attached at the bottom, named 'NSFW (or School)'
All the blood in my body has left my brain. Why does she do this? Now I have at least 5 hours until I can watch this. I get another text from her.
U wet yet?
I'm surprised that by the time I get home and my computer switches on that I still have the ability to move the mouse down to click the attachment.
It takes about a minute to download, and it feels like one of the longest minutes of my life. Finally it finishes, I open it and Kitty's clothed chest fills the screen. I realise she's turning the camera on as she walks back to centre of the room. She's in a button up red shirt and short denim cut off shorts, her hair straightened and loose on her shoulders. She's moved her desk chair off to the other side of the room. She picks up the remote on her bed, and I'm guessing she hits play because music starts.
She starts to dance, slowly rolling her hips as she moves to the rhythm. I listen to the song play, and realise that she would have been about 8 when it was released. Where did she find it? Never mind, I wasn't going to start complaining that I got a video of my girl dancing.
My girl, I like that.
She slowly spins so her back is to the camera, and rolls her body so her ass pops out. After she brings her back straight she turns back to face the camera. As her hips continue to roll her hands move from her waist, and they move further up her body dragging her shirt with them slightly, revealing a strip of her stomach. Her hands run over her chest, and she gently squeezes her breasts.
I'm so fixated on watching her tongue run over her bottom lip I almost miss her fingers nimbly move to her top button. I'm still so in awe of what's on my screen it takes me until the second button to work out what's happening.
Oh, it's one of those videos.
She opens all her buttons except the bottom one, and continues to dance, spreading her legs as she drops to the ground and slowly rolls her way back up. Soon the button on her shorts is popped, and they slide down her legs as she shakes her hips from side to side. Now she's in a black lace thong, which looks amazing in contrast to the beautiful pale skin of her ass. I start to rub my nipples though my tank top, and I'm so, so very glad that Kelsey isn't going to be home for another 2 hours.
She grips her shirt and pulls the other button opened, quickly shrugging it off her shoulders. Her bra matches her panties, and she continues to roll her body as her hands run over her skin.
This is it, I've actually died and I'm in heaven.
I've found a girl who says she loves me, has a rocking body, gets me wet from just thinking about her, and sends me striptease videos. It probably will never get any better than this.
Soon Kitty's hands are back to her bra, and she unclasps it at the front, letting it hang open as she starts to massage her breasts. She pinches her nipples, and my breath catches. She's still rolling her hips, and it's strangely hypnotic. I can not take my eyes away from the screen. God, I hate her and want her all at the same time.
At a torturous pace her hand slides down her body and into her thong. My own hand follows hers. I know she's stroking herself, but the tiny scrap of material blocks my view. She knows that's what I want to see the most. I grip the edge of my desk with one hand, my other hand moving inside my shorts. She takes her fingers and drags them up her body, and when the light hits her right I can see the trail of wetness she's leaving along her stomach. All I want is to be tracing that trail with my tongue. My own fingers press harder against my clit, and I bite my lip to stop the moan escaping me.
Her thumbs hook into her thong. She pulls the material away from her skin, and my body tenses with anticipation.
It's short lived though.
Right as she starts to pull it down, the music dies and the screen fades out. I groan in frustration, and my fist slams against the desk. I knew it. I just knew she was gonna do something like this. She's such a tease, and not only do I fall for it, I love it.
The screen lights up again, and words appear where Kitty was just a moment ago.
'Skype me for part two…'
I quickly launch Skype and she's already online. I call her, and she answers a moment later. She's already naked, everything bare except for that black thong.
Fuck.
"Hey babe."
"Tease."
"You love it."
"Never said I didn't." She bites her lip, and if I wasn't wet enough before, I definitely am now. I quickly take my tank off, and my shorts, leaving myself in my bra and panties.
"Maybe you should pick up where you left off?"
She stands from her chair, and pushes it away. Her thumbs hook back into the sides, and she turns her back to me and slides it down, sticking her ass out as she does. She looks over her shoulder as she throws them back towards the camera. She doesn't turn back around, and I once again get frustrated that I can't see her beautiful pussy.
She crawls onto the bed, and stays on all fours, practically presenting herself to me. My brain short circuits, she looks back over her shoulder again, and she must see the way that I can't pick up my jaw off the floor even if I tried.
"Told you, you missed me."
I still can't work out how to make my vocal chords work. She's so fucking sexy. I have no idea where she got the idea to do all of this. But I'm not complaining. Hell, I can't even say a good word about it, let alone a bad one. I finally get my mouth to close, and I try to swallow the lump that's jammed in my throat.
She moves her right hand from the bed and slides it between her legs, and starts to rub her clit. Her back aches and I can see every little move her fingers make. I can tell from here that she's so wet. My own hand goes back inside my panties, and my other hand moves to remove my own bra. Once my breasts are free I start to rub my nipple softly.
Kitty starts to moan, and it's loud. Once again thankful for my headphones, I let the sound surround me. I push harder, and watch her fingers slip inside herself. I moan softly at the sight. I'm so happy they her parents seem to be away so much, she sounds she's making could probably make me come alone.
She slides her fingers in and out of her pussy, and I can see how her muscles clench each time her fingers leave her. I moan again as my fingers follow her movements, and I slowly start to fuck myself. I get annoyed with the restriction, and stop for a moment to take off my underwear. Once that's done my fingers slip straight back inside me, and I increase my pace to match Kitty's.
Her fingers speed up, and the wet click of her pussy fills my ears. I can tell she's close, her moans pick up in pitch and the arm she's leaning on starts to shake slightly. My own orgasm isn't too far off either, but I don't want to come before she does.
'Don't close your eyes' becomes my own personal chant as I watch her body start to tense and the muscles of her legs start to constrict. She moans my name loud and deep, and her legs try to clamp together. I watch her pussy tighten and her wetness runs down her thighs. Her upper body falls to the bed, making her ass go higher into the air, and her fingers slip out from inside her, completely exposing her dripping pussy, her hole still clenching at fingers that aren't there.
That's it, I'm falling off the edge too. I feel the tightness release in my gut and my vision blurs. I groan as I bite my lip to try muffle as much of the noise as I can. I gently stroke myself through the aftershocks, and when I open my eyes, I see Kitty slowly rolling over. I realise pretty quickly that I'm probably gonna need a new chair.
"Kitty…"
"Quinn…"
"That was amazing."
"I'm glad you liked it, I remember how much you liked fucking me like that on my birthday."
I don't know what to say to her. I want to say so much, but my own feelings are still so confused. And post orgasm brain is definitely not the right mindset to be in to work these things out.
"I love watching you come."
"I love doing it for you."
We slip into a silence that could almost be considered awkward, until tell tells me that her parents are gonna be home soon, so she should probably go and get cleaned up. I wish her goodnight, and the call disconnects. I think to myself that I should probably do the same, and at least air the room out a little before Kelsey gets home.
I open the window, and throw on a t-shirt and shorts before heading to the bathroom. Whilst I'm in the shower my hand sub-consciously finds my clit, and I bring myself to second orgasm thinking about what would have happened if I'd been there. How good her pussy feels when I'm buried deep inside her. How her skin feels on mine, and how her voice screaming my name sends shivers down my spine.