I was barely paying attention when my boyfriend left for work this morning. I was too busy fucking myself senseless with my new toy
“Bye babe… have a good day…” I mumbled without even looking back, legs shaking as I slammed the thick toy deep inside me.
The bully had been tormenting him for months. When I stepped in to stop it, he laughed and offered a deal: they’d leave him alone… if I started using “this special toy” every single day.
I didn’t know it was a perfect mold of his bully’s perfect cock.
Now I’m completely addicted. It stretches and hits every spot he never could, making me squirt and scream while he’s at work.
And every day I’ve been sending the bully videos and updates moaning his name, showing how much better his copy feels, telling him how my boyfriend could never satisfy me like this.
My phone buzzes
Bully: “Looks like you’re finally ready for the real thing, slut 😉”
I bit my lip, riding the dildo shaped exactly like my boyfriend’s dick… and typed back:
“…Yes Daddy