Tease
#1 of The Teaser Aesthetic
Merrill slumped into her apartment, worn out, and thoroughly DONE with life in the cubicle farm for the week. She stretched, trying to unkink some of the muscles. "What a week," she said, out loud to her empty apartment.
Well, almost empty.
When she'd opened the door, the sensor tied into the latch had flicked on her webcam. When the workday ended, her show started up. Above the cam in the corner of her kitchen, a monitor displayed the webcam's signal, which she glowered at.
"Oh, my poor dears, I'm a complete FRIGHT, aren't I?"
The skunkette in the monitor rocked her hips back and forth, appraising herself.
"This, babies, is Merrill the Engineer. I set up the camera to click on when she came in so you could all get a good look at her this time. Thinking of leaving that in; it makes a good transformation... sorta like all those cheap sequences in the movies where the girl takes off her glasses and is instantly hot because they also fucked with the lighting and makeup..."
Merrill tapped the corner of her spectacles.
"But enough of my pseudointellectual yammering. I'll see you at camera two."
Merrill blew a kiss to the webcam and walked out of the kitchen, into the living room, narrating to her remote, a small oval with a dense collection of buttons and minidisplays on its surface, and a microphone on the top.
"Last weekend there wasn't a show because I was setting up something SPECIAL for camera two. I think you're really, really gonna like it. Oh, and in case any of you are worrying about what happened when my boss found out about all this let me assure you it is now one hundred percent resolved, and nobody had to get fired, debase themselves or file a sexual harassment suit or anything."
Camera two was in the bathroom, pointed at the shower. Merrill switched the input to the show over to it and walked in.
"See it? Yep, that's a bank of white LED's on the back tile of my shower."
Here Merrill turned her head in that way that made her hair flop over the front of her face. "Pretty hot for a girl who's been staring at a PC screen all day, hmm? Well, let's make things a little hotter."
Merrill hung the remote by its lanyard around her neck, dropping it down into her shirt where it nestled in the space between her breasts. "Got the remote waterproofed, too! Now let's get showered."
Merrill stepped into the shower fully clothed and drew the screen. She reached into her shirt and tapped the remote for the bathroom lighting. The various light sources in the room adjusted themselves to preset levels, including the LED bank, which cast her silhouette against the flat shower screen. Behind it, Merrill pulled her socks off.
"Now babies, don't go getting all sad that I didn't get a CLEAR shower screen. You know the rules, after all..." Merrill's head popped out from behind the screen briefly, grinning. "No peeking."
Back behind the screen, Merrill undid her hair, tossing the clasp along with her socks casually over the shower screen onto the floor. She pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it, too. She smiled at the screen, running her hands over her white bra, pinching her nipples a little through the cotton, turned so the camera picked up a very clear view of her silhouetted hand squeezing.
"Oh, I'll BET some of you wish you could see that..."
She undid the clasp on the back of the bra and flung it over the screen. "I guess I could edit it all together into an opening credits thing... Seems a bit artificial, though. I like this natural. Mm, bet you wish you could see my nipples, babies, they're already getting a little peaked. Feels good when I rub my hands over them, just enjoying the touch. Simple pleasures, huh? I wonder if this'll work..."
Merrill leaned just so the shadow on the screen showed off her nipple, and pulled her breast up, craning her neck down, and swiped her tongue over it. Better get these pants off, though, or this shower's never gonna get done.."
The pair of jeans was followed by a pair of white cotton panties over the top. The silhouette bent over, shapely buttocks and thighs showing off beneath its long bushy tail. When the water warmed up, Merrill pulled the plug and the shower started. Merrill caressed herself, rubbing the warm water into her furry tits, her stomach, and thighs. "How's the pickup in the water? I'll expect a full report from you on the techie stuff, dears."
To business. Merrill shampooed herself, her shadow showing about four hundred furs all the little motions that went into getting clean. The silhouette held up the remote. "The stats blinker says some of you are already masturbating. Save some for the main event; you'll like it. Oh, mmm, but I do love thinking about all those cocks and pussies getting rubbed just for me and my little show. The picture post is back up, by the way. Swap some dirty pictures for me, lovers."
The water shut off and a wet paw reached out to the towel rack, pulling a single towel into the stall. The silhouette wrapped itself up. The screen opened to reveal how the towel just barely covered her nipples at the top, and her labia at the bottom. "Oh I BET you'd like to watch me dry off..." Here Merrill walked around a little, arching her back, pushing the towel to its very limits of staying on. "Took lots of offline practice to push the towel to these limits without it falling off, of course. Meet you at camera three."
Her voice continued over the video feed of the screen in her apartment. "Yeah, yeah, I know, it's a visual snore with me drying off and you watching yet ANOTHER screen for the silhouette, but silhouettes WORK, dangit. I'll figure out some kind of break for that later, though. Maybe montage? Eh, that'd look crap with the natural flow. Realtime does all kinds of great things to the user expectation level, though-- and I am RAMBLING about production again!"
Camera three finally picked up her silhouette projected onto the screen as she let the towel cascade off her breasts and fall to the floor. "Now then, I had something fairly specific in mind this time.. Okay first things first, let's get some underwear on so I can get out from behind this screen."
Her Silhouette selected a nearly invisible strand representing her favorite hot pink thong. The camera recorded every twist of her hips as she slid them up and on. "Like that? Mm, couldn't stand wearing these all day but they look so fucking sexy showing off where my nethers get interesting."
The screen abruptly slid aside, Merrill standing with her back to the camera, naked except for a thin hot pink strip outlining her buttocks, and for the first time that evening revealing the two long white stripes that ran down her shapely back. "Heh, thought I'd put on the bra with the screen back, since my tits are pointed away from the camera, hmm?"
The bra too was hot pink and fairly revealing. And strapless. Costumed, after a fashion, Merrill twirled, her tail whipping around the room in an arc, her breasts and the remote on its lanyard swaying out, centrifuged by her motion. "Now I'm going to take these off right in front of you, but not before I've put something on over them? Fair?"
Merrill fished around in a drawer for a pale pink, pleated miniskirt and started pulling it on, making sure the camera got a really good look at her cleavage. Then she pulled up the remote to look at its display again. "Aww, 32% of you said no fair. Too bad I make the rules, then, hmm?"
"At least you'll like the shirt. You'd never guess it actually fits on me from the size of it." Merrill forced her head through the opening at the neck and squirmed a little to get her arms through the tight sleeves, which extended as far as her elbows. By the time she got it pulled down to its full height, coming only far enough down her breasts to cover her nipples, the bra's wire line was plainly visible through the tight fabric, which was about the same shade as the skirt. "Okay let's get this bra off." Merrill undid the clips in the back and started pulling the bra off, which caused her nipples to be pulled down below the lower rim of her shirt. She put an arm across her chest just in time. "And don't think that wasn't planned, darlings," she said, grinning toothily.
"Mm, but that doesn't stop me rubbing my nipples..." Merrill palmed both her breasts as the bra fell off her, squeezing her orbs and letting the friction of her palms bring her nipples to attention. "Yer gonna be able to see 'em pretty good even with this shirt on though..." Here she pulled down the shirt over her nipples, so that the bottom halves of her breasts were still clearly visible, pressed up against her chest by the tight shirt. Merrill thumbed her nipples through the sheer fabric, the line between the white and black fur on her breasts just barely readable beneath the fabric.
"Mmmm.. I like this shirt..." Her hand went down the front of her skirt and started to work her pussy. Her other hand fiddled with the remote through the shirt, zooming camera three in on her hips so that the way her hand moved under the fabric was clearly visible despite being covered. "Ooh, yeah, still pretty damp down there from the shower.."
Merrill leaned back a little against the wall. "Mmh. Allowing myself a little warmup before we go back to camera one. I think I'll need it..." The skunkette masturbated slowly for a while, writhing a little against the wall. Pulling her hand out of the skirt and up to her muzzle, she breathed in her own scent with obvious pleasure. "Yeah, I like how I smell. That's not wrong, is it," she asked the camera with overblown false innocence. Gripping the hem of her shirt, she pulled the remote out from between her breasts.
"Oh, my," she said, smiling. "That little bit sent the o-counter up a few notches, all right." Merrill again turned her back to the camera, reached under the front of her skirt, and, leaning forward, pulled the pink thong down to her thighs, then stepped out of it. "Okay, NOW I'm ready for some action..." She rocked her hips from side to side. "One of these days I'll have to get up the nerve to go out in public with no panties on. I mean, if one counts skin-tight seams as topologically closed it'd be identical to being completely bottomless... Yeah, I'm a nerd. Statistically speaking that's why a lot of you are watching."
"But off to camera one with me," she said, and strutted out the door.
"So anyway," said Merrill into the remote as she went back down the stairs to the room where camera one was staged, "I was planning for the only new toy for today to be the shower, but yesterday I was in the shops and I found something I really WANTED. And I think you all will be pretty glad I got it..."
Camera one recorded Merrill breezing through the kitchen and back into the garage. "Yeah, yeah, so I had a huge blue rubber dick in my car for two days. It's not like it was conspicuously placed or anything..." The microphone picked up the sound of a car door opening and closing.
"Okay," she said, arriving on camera one, now made up, dressed up, and ready to go, "So it's not exactly dick-shaped." Merrill held the rubber toy at camera level to give the audience a good look. The dildo was blue, with white marbling, and was a shaft with six thick radial ridges. And a suction cup base. "Yyes that suction cup base means what you think. I'm going to ride a chair for you tonight. See what I meant about the main event being worth it?"
Merrill sat down on the very chair she'd be using in a few moments, crossing her legs in such a way that the hem of her skirt spilled within a few inches of flashing her pussy at the camera. "When Sigmund Freud originally proscribed the use of a vibrator to treat 'hysteria,' he certainly was NOT the first man to become aware that women got off on things other than dicks. However, his Victorian interpretation of the women's fuck-toy remains fairly common: as a substitute for a cock."
Merrill leaned forward, absent-mindedly teasing a nipple with the end of her toy. "Don't get me wrong, I love dick. I LOVE IT. And I'd be a damn liar if I told you I didn't spend a long time shopping once to find one exactly like a certain ex-boyfriend of mine. But here's the thing: not all dildos look like dicks because not all dildos are for pretending there's a man in the room when there isn't. Look at this thing! It doesn't look anything LIKE a penis! It's designed to do one thing: feel good inside me. And babies, it sure is about to."
Merrill gave the suction cup base an exaggerated lick and squeezed it down onto the smooth finish of the chair. "Oh here we go," she said, straddling the chair so that her skirt covered the dildo, but it was fairly obvious where it was going...
"Just letting it tease my clit at first, rocking back and forth..." Merrill gyrated her hips, sighing pleasurably. As her shoulders swayed, the tight pink top pulled her breasts slightly from side to side. "Gonna go down to the first rib here... Ohhh Oh!" Merrill's eyes shut with pleasure, her stomach muscles visibly tensing through the fur on her midriff's dancing. "Ohhh, mmm, I like that.. just the little tip fucking me softly..." Merrill's hips worked up and down as she bounced ever so slightly on the end of her toy. "Second rib. Aaaaahhh. Oh, oh yes." The Skunkette ground her hips, still standing above the chair, now with part of the toy obviously inside her. "Mmm it's really in my pussy now, working me.. ohh, fuck.." both her hands went up to her breasts, rolling them in her palms pr thumbing the nipples. "Oh damn, my pussy's really starting to lube this thing up... feels so good squeezing it with my cunt... aaAAAa! Third rib, darlings, oh my darlings I'm gonna have to start working my clit..."
Merrill pushed a hand under the elastic of her skirt again and started working her clit as she slipped up and down the first three ribs of her toy. "Ohhh fuck, oh! I think I'm gonna... just get down to..." Merrill suddenly let out three cries in rapid succession as she finished impaling herself on her dildo. "AAaa! It's all in there now.. Oohh!" Merrill gyrated her hips as she sat, the toy buried deep in her cunt. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck, god I can feel it moving in me... Ohhhh my loves this is a good toy..."
"Gonna fuck it now.. Really get it goin in and out..." Merrill gripped the back of the chair and pulled herself up, letting out little gasps corresponding to each rib of the toy. "Almost out of me... whew... god this thing feels good... Take a look at what I'm doing to the seat here..." Merrill pulled the front of her skirt up enough to reveal the base of the toy, thickly glazed with her pussy juice which pooled up at its base and clung to the seat where her sex-matted fur had been. Merrill held the skirt up against the front of her pussy and lowered herself down onto the toy, then pulled herself up, leaving a fresh gush of juices to dribble down its length. "Ohhh man..." Merrill dropped herself down again, hard, and pumped herself up again, her thighs making wet slapping sounds as they bounced against the chair and her juices.
"Think I'm... think I'm just gonna cum now..."
Merrill let go of the front of her skirt and started working her breasts as she pumped herself up and down along the rubber length, sighing, writhing, and moaning with every thrust. "Oh this is it my loves... oh this is IT..." At the last, she plunged herself all the way down, lodging the toy deep inside herself, gyrating her hips furiously, gripping the chair to force herself down harder. "Aaah! AAAAH!" As her climax began to pass, Merrill slumped forward, the fucktoy still buried deep inside her, and looked straight at the camera as she lifted herself up off of it, moaning in aftershock as each rib slipped out of her. Spent, she fell to her knees beside the chair, dreamily lapping her own juices from the seat and the toy for a few moments before regaining composure enough to look back at the camera.
"Ohh... hooo.. um... wow..." Merrill put a wet hand on her chest, still panting. "Oh I think I'm gonna get good use outta this one, on and off camera. That's all for tonight then, folks. So until next time, play safe, play nice, but never let ANYONE tell you not to have a good time." And with that, Merrill pressed the switch on the remote that shut the camera off.