Playing With Fire

It was as if I'd been hypnotized that night. I couldn't explain how I felt as I took my very first set of naughty pictures in my underwear. Then, I sent them to Austin using my second number.

I could never forget the shame, anxiety, and thrill I felt gradually morphing into excitement. I also couldn't forget the pleasure I felt that came from breaking a social taboo.

My self-restraint was practically nonexistent when it came to Austin.

So, I fell harder and stooped even lower.

I learned how to please myself in the dead of the night. I learned to secretly purchase adult toys online. I also learned different ways to toy with myself so that I could tease Austin even more with my photos and videos.

I felt smug and accomplished whenever I saw how desperate Austin was becoming in the chat replies. Although I had a crush on him, it felt good to be assertive and in control of things.

One evening, after night class, Austin leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear, "Hey, pretty deskmate of mine, you're the one who's been sending me all those videos, right?"

I was shocked. I could hear a million alarm bells going off in my head simultaneously.

How had he known that it was me? When did he realize things?

It was impossible! Every photo and video had been thoroughly checked for anything that would reveal my identity before being sent to him!

He had to be baiting me, right?

I was so nervous that my palms turned sweaty. I even felt as though I was going to pee in my pants. However, I pretended to stay calm and answered, "What videos?"

Austin grinned lightly and bit on my earlobe. "I'll wait for you in the wooden hut by the woods."

I felt helpless as I watched Austin sauntered off.

Ten minutes later, I slowly pushed open the door to the wooden hut.

It was pitch-black inside, and I felt unsafe. I reached forward and carefully shuffled my way in.

Suddenly, someone with a strong, muscular frame grabbed me and hugged me tightly.

"Ahh!"

I shrieked in surprise, but quickly calmed down afterward and fell silent. I detected a familiar scent. It was Austin.

Our bodies were tightly pressed against each other. I could feel that his towering body was shivering against mine. He was also breathing heavily and erratically. It felt as if he wanted to gobble me up.

I slowly squeezed my legs together and felt his bulge growing bigger and harder. He was also getting a lot warmer to the touch as he breathed hot air all over me.

Austin said nothing. He just turned on the light on his phone and looked at me with the gentlest expression ever. His eyes were so soft and watery that I could clearly see my reflection in them.

Meanwhile, my legs turned to jelly as I leaned spinelessly against him for support.

A while later, Austin picked me up from the floor and placed me on a wooden box. Then, he lifted the hem of my skirt.

His usual clear voice was now deep and hoarse. "I want to kiss your lips down there…"

At that moment, I felt as if I had been shocked by an electric current. Sweat appeared on my neck. I couldn't even feel my back anymore.

I suppressed the embarrassment I felt and looked deeply into his eyes. Then, I spread my legs and hooked my knees over his shoulders.

"Be gentle…"