Page 11 of Baked

He watched her, soaking in her apologies and guilt, waiting for her to make the next move. And she did, as she always did.

Indi stood, unzipping her dress, carefully undressing and taking her time, her back to me as she kicked it aside. Carter watched her, enjoying this hold he had over her. It made me sick, but seeing Indi’s ass and bare back only excited me, and I wasready to handle myself, even if it meant watching her fuck this prick.

I ducked further into the shadows and unzipped my pants, releasing my suddenly hardened dick, holding it in my grasp. I watched her intently, stroking myself as she crawled over Carter and straddled him, kissing him. She took full control, and I rather enjoyed it.

That’s right. Take charge, show him who the real fucking boss is, little sis.

My hand rubbed faster, squeezing and adjusting the pressure as I neared the tip, pressing harder. My body ached and jolted at my own touch. “Oh fuck.” I eyed her through the mask as she pushed Carter back, flipping her body around, straddling him in a reverse cowgirl. I had to bite my lower lip to restrain my moans, watching her retrieve his dick and insert it slowly into her tight pussy, her breasts perky and perfectly on display for me. “Oh,” I moaned faintly. My tip dripped with precum as I consumed the sight of her riding him. Her breasts bounced and moved, her face twisting as I knew she was moaning, pleasing herself with his tiny dick. He laid there, letting her fully take control like the simp he was. Fuck, he didn’t deserve her. She was way too fucking good for him.

Just pretend he’s me, little sis. Imagine it’s me you’re riding. I’ll be your horse, you wicked little cowgirl.

My pace and pressure increased, my own orgasm growing as I listened to her faint moans seeping through the large glass window of Carter’s room. I had to grab the side of the nearby tree to stabilize myself as I almost came. “Fuck,” I breathed, pulling a small jar from my jacket pocket. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I was almost too late, barely holding back as the tip of my dick touched the cold jar, rupturing as my cum sputtered from my body and began to fill the jar with my orgasm. My back leanedback as I milked myself, pulling every bit from my dick into the jar, thinking of her. “Oh fuck.”

It took me a few minutes to calm down from the high. My hand stroked my shaft a few more times, ensuring I got every last drop before closing the jar and admiring how much I came. “Only for you,” I smiled, looking back towards Indi. For a second, I felt like she could see me watching her. Her face twisted as she cried out and came, staring out past the window in my direction. If I didn’t know better, I’d say she did see me. But she didn’t.

One day.

TWO

INDI

The visionof a man in a mask shot through my dreams, scaring the shit out of me. He was watching me, following me home as I tried to rush across the street. I tried to outrun him, but he was too fast, and like every other night, he caught me. This masked stalker started to appear in my dreams a few years ago. At first, I thought it was just a random thing, but then I realized one of my growing followers wore a similar mask in their profile picture. And soon, that same person had become one of my biggest subscribers. He’d send me harmless messages, but something about him always left me on edge. It wasn’t the mask, or the noticeably large sums he’d pay for one-on-one videos. No, he never said or did anything during those times, just sitting there with a black screen. No, it was fear of the unknown. This ghostface was a complete mystery to me. But I did know one thing. He wanted me.

My eyes shot open as I gasped. “Indi?” I turned to see Carter, still heavily stuck in sleep next to me. I had to grab my head to calm myself, my heart still racing as I realized it was just a nightmare. “What’s wrong?” He sounded so tired.

“I—I?—”

“Shhh. Just… lie back down.” His hand brushed my arm.

“I can’t. I had that nightmare again. The one with that man in the mask?—”

“Ugh.” Carter reluctantly sat up. “Indi, everything is fine. There’s no fucking guy in a Halloween mask running around.” I made a face, and he sighed. I had told Carter of the follower, but all he said was to block the guy. I half expected him to be more protective, but he wasn’t. Granted, I didn’t tell him about the messages, or private video calls, or even the random dark videos I’d received. But that was probably for the best. “Listen, you’re safe here. Okay? No one will hurt you with me around. Now, please, let’s go back to sleep. The sun isn’t even up yet.” Carter laid back down and almost instantly fell asleep.

Must be nice to sleep like a baby.

I rolled over and grabbed my phone. The screen lit up, almost burning my eyes as I scrolled through my social media. I tapped the private messages and searched until I found him. Carter had told me to block him, but I didn’t.

It’s just a message. It can’t hurt you. He’s just a fan. Just a fan.

I tapped the thread and scrolled through, reading his messages. For the most part, they were short and sweet. Nothing more than a “you’re a goddess” or “I want to worship you.” Nothing too crazy. Usually I just double tapped and hearted them, thinking nothing of it. He’d sent me a few random videos, completely pitch black. Wasn’t sure what those were about, but again, nothing crazy. I just ignored them. But the last message he sent was different. It was a video of him in that fucking mask, sitting in the dark, fully covered in all black clothing. Harmless. But what he did next made me gasp. I watched as his gloved covered hand reached down and pulled out his dick and began to rub it.

Oh my god!

I quickly swiped from the app and sat there with my mouth wide open. It took me a few minutes to shake the image of his enormous dick and that mask from my brain. I wanted to just go home. So, I opened my text messages and typed out my words.

Hey. Are you awake?

I waited anxiously, feeling more and more uneasy with each passing second.

Why wasn’t he answering me?

My fingers typed fast, sending a second message.

I need you.

Within the blink of an eye, he responded.

What happened?

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