Dedicated to Audrina,
inspiration comes from the strangest places
Summary: NC17: PWP,
Spike sits in a chat room when he gets an interesting instant message from a
very interesting woman
Disclaimer: I do not own
the characters, just the story they are set in.
Spoilers: None
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Sitting in front of the
computer talking to perfect strangers, pretending to be something he’s not has
always calmed William down. Work at the local bookshop was always slow and
boring. No one wanted to buy books anymore, unless they were rare and
expensive. So William’s little store carried unusual volumes of literature. Today
had been no different than and other day, lengthy and mind numbing. He was
sitting behind the counter reading a book on the occult when some stupid kid
walked in with an attitude, giving William a hard time. William wondered what
about him made others pick on him. His shaggy, dusty blond hair hung over his
forehead as he typed away in the chat room. It really didn’t matter whom he was
talking to, it was the illusion of it all. His illusion: Spike- a no non-sense
son of a bitch, punk with bleached hair and a bad "Fuck You"
attitude. He charmed the ladies when they showed interest and pissed off the
males as they entered the room unsuspecting. He knew the women he talked to
probably were not the same outgoing, hot girls that their profile claimed them
to be, but he didn’t care. Words were words and ideas were ideas. With the
disposition and looks that William had, he had to take the attention where he
got it.
He entered one of his
haunts, The Crypt. The people there were a bit weird but they were good
friends. They didn’t judge him or put him down. They accepted who he was, or at
least what he appeared to be. Seeing that none of his regular friends were in
there, he sat back and waited for them to come on. He could tell the room was
filled with teenagers. They were discussing non-sense and "hooking
up" with each other. He minimized that window, waiting for a private
message from one of his friends and checked his email.
A few minutes passed as
he waded through breast enhancement junk mailings. Rubbing his hand over his
face, trying desperately to delete the emails, William almost jumped when he
received a private messaged from "The Slayer." Not recognizing the
name, he opened the message. "Hi, I saw you around and wanted to get to
know you better, click here to see my web cam."
Needing a good laugh,
William clicked on the link, knowing it would send him to a pay per view page. Quickly
typing in his credit card information and joining the site, Spike found
"The Slayer." Her picture promised a lovely blonde girl with a
matching red bra and panty set on. Her hazel eyes twinkled brightly, beckoning
him to choose her extension. Reading the directions over, he clicked on her
link and a message box popped up. Quickly typing in his message alerting her of
his presence, William unbuckled his jeans. If her web cam was anything like her
picture he knew he would need some room to work. She looked like perfection to
William. She was one of those women that men like him would only dream of.
"The Slayer’s"
web cam popped open to reveal the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen. Her
golden hair fell past her shoulders, curling at the end. Pouting pink lips
smiled as she looked into the web cam. She looked down to the keyboard and
started to type.
The Slayer: Hi,
handsome!
Spike: Hello, cutie
The Slayer: I’m sure you
say that to all the ladies
Spike: Just you, love
The Slayer: So what’s
your pleasure?
Spike: How about start
off with the shirt.
She looked in the camera
and winked. Her hands came up slowly to take off her shirt, teasing him. She
revealed her full breasts covered in a purple lace bra. His cock stirred as the
creamy skin swelled out of the cups, enticing him to lick and kiss them.
The Slayer: Good thing
you suggested that, I was getting hot.
Spike: I could tell. Now
the pants.
The Slayer: Oh, you are
so right.
The woman on the screen
stood up and started to unbuckle her low riding jeans. The zipped slowly slid
down revealing the top of her panties. She quickly turned around and inched the
fabric off of her body. The creamy expanse of her rounded bottom popped up as
her jeans wiggled their way down to the floor. She turned around to reveal her
purple thong that matched her bra. She smiled and touched her breast, squeezing
it. She sat down and looked into the camera, rubbing her nipple until it
protruded from the lace covering.
The Slayer: OH, I’m
getting even hotter, Spike!
Spike: Guess you’ll have
to take off more, then.
The Slayer: You’re so
right.
Her hands moved around
her twin globes, rubbing them as she went. Slowly her hands moved to the front
clasp, unhitching it with one hand as the other rubbed her stomach.
Spike: Oh yeah baby,
touch yourself for me.
William’s jeans now lay
in a heap underneath him as he stroked himself while watching her. His cock
grew incredibly hard when she started to rub her breasts the first time. What
he would give for a girl like this in real life. Words of poetry filtered
through his head, but he dismissed them knowing they were not good enough for
her.
The girl in the computer
leaned forward and typed something quickly. Glancing down, William watched as
her message popped up.
The Slayer: Would you
like me to use a vibrator?
Spike: I just to see you
pleasure yourself, with your fingers or vibrator, it doesn’t matter.
She laughed and looked
into the camera and winked. Her lips formed a small pucker and blew him a kiss.
She wrapped her fingers around her thong and drew it down her legs. William
watched at the edge of his seat, stroking himself up and down. He used the
dripping precum to lubricate his movements. His engorged cock struggled against
his hand as it sought relief. She threw her panties behind her and opened her
legs, revealing a completely shaved pussy. Her hands ran up and down her
thighs, propping them up on the desk to let him see better. Her pussy lips
dripped with her arousal as one hand came up to fondle her breast and the other
circled her nether lips. Twisting and tugging on her tit, "The
Slayer" moaned and arched her back. She slipped two fingers into her
dripping sex, stimulating the flow of her juices more. Licking her lips at the
camera, she spread her sex open and fondled her clitoris with another finger. Smiling
at him, she moved her hand on her breast down her stomach to meet with her wet
hand. She reached for her vibrator and turned it on. William watched her put
the steel phallus into her dripping core, stimulating her clitoris with a
protruding nubbin. Moving in and out, she touched her breasts again, arching
her back as she moved towards orgasm. William didn’t even notice himself
plunging towards his own orgasm. She twisted on the vibrator as she shook with
force. Her sweat slicked body was lying limply in the chair. On the other side
of the computer, William sat back in the chair, utterly exhausted and
satisfied. He sat up and grabbed some tissues, cleaning up his own spew from
his chest and abdomen. The girl in the monitor smiled seductively at him as she
came down from the high.
The Slayer: Hey there,
you’re awfully quite.
Spike: You’re amazing
pet.
The Slayer: Thanks
Spike: Can I see you
again?
The Slayer: You know my
extension.
Spike: See you then.
William picked up his
jeans and put them back on. The denim fabric seemed so harsh compared to what
he just witnessed. Smiling, he went back into his regular chat room, and for
once, was excited for tomorrow to come.
~The End~