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It's been two weeks since Pearl came back from Michigan. The charity event and road trip were fun, but they threw her out of sorts in a strange way. She is suddenly a lot more horny than usual, her libido higher than she's used to. She figures it's because she's still recovering from the rush of meeting so many of her friends in person, or maybe the difference in food is throwing her body off. Being horny like this is annoying. It makes her distracted and easily frustrated. It's especially bad after her streams, when the house is so quiet and lonely compared to the sounds of whatever game she played and her friends' voices in her ears.
Like now, after Pearl went overtime on her stream by an hour. She knows the easiest solution to being horny is to get off, so she does her usual routine. She plays with herself, but it doesn't seem to be enough. The routine that hasn't failed her in ages just isn't working today. She hates it. Why can't she get off and get this over with?
Pearl's phone dings, pulling her out of her annoyed musing. Pearl grabs it from the bedside table and finds that Gem messaged her. She doesn't do that often, she's a known hater of DMs. With a smile at Gem's quirk, Pearl unlocks her phone. It turns out that Gem has an important question for her, though she doesn't say what the issue is. Pearl sighs. She wasn't getting off anyway, she might as well reply. After Pearl asks what's up, Gem starts a Discord call.
Pearl was not expecting that. But it's not hard to walk over to her PC. When Pearl joins the call, Gem immediately starts explaining her problem. She doesn't really give Pearl space to say anything, but it's fine. That way Pearl has time to relax a bit and silence the arousal still buzzing in the back of her mind. Pearl listens to Gem's voice until Gem asks her a question and thankfully Pearl can answer it easily.
When Gem continues explaining further, she seems slightly hesitant. But that's gone so quickly that Pearl thinks she might have imagined it. Their conversation goes on like that, though Pearl keeps noticing that Gem is slightly less enthusiastic for the rest of it.
After Pearl answers the last of Gem's questions, Gem says, "I just noticed the time. It's pretty late for you, even with your sleep schedule, isn't it?" Gem sounds a bit unsure and apologetic.
Damn. Of course Gem noticed. She always seems to pick up when Pearl is tired. Pearl tries to brush her off by replying, "It's fine, I was up anyway."
Pearl can almost feel Gem's curiosity through the call. Pearl knows how Gem is. She really should have expected the next thing Gem asks, which is, "What were you up to?"
But she didn't, and now she doesn't know what to say. She starts a sentence and stops again. She takes a deep breath, attempting to use the time to come up with an explanation. She falls short and just ends up saying, "I was trying to relax after my stream."
Gem gives a short giggle, higher than usual. Oh no. This always means trouble for Pearl, means that Gem's mind is in the gutter. Gem's next question is direct in the usual teasing tone she like to use on Pearl. "Relaxing, as in getting off?"
Pearl responds with a quiet, "Yes?"
Pearl can tell that it makes Gem feel bad, with how she immediately tries to backpedal, apologizing. "Oh I shouldn't have said that. I'm so sorry Pearl."
Gem sounds so meek that something in Pearl clenches. She shouldn't have made Gem apologize like that. It really wasn't that bad. So she tries to explain. "Don't apologize, it's fine. I could've just lied. And I wasn't getting anywhere anyway, you didn't interrupt me, don't worry."
Gem's reply is an unsure, "Okay, so like-"
Pearl knows what Gem is implying. "Yeah. It's fine."
It's so easy to reply like that. Pearl realizes that something in their boundaries just shifted. Suddenly it's okay for them to talk about jerking off. Because Pearl didn't stop Gem and in fact told her she shouldn't apologize when she asked about it.
That means that the next thing Gem says doesn't catch her off guard. "Do you want tips for how to get off? So you can get somewhere?"
Gem must have realized the same thing as Pearl did. Or maybe she's doing her usual teasing, seeing how far she can take this. Pearl doesn't know the answer to that. She didn't join the call for it to go in this direction. But Gem's attention is on Pearl and she's trying to be helpful. It makes Pearl's heart beat faster. This sounds like it will be interesting. Pearl replies, "Sure, I'm always up for learning. Go ahead."
"I guess I can just explain what I do." Gem talks slowly, like she's turning each sentence in her head three times before she says it. "I like to imagine that someone else is there, telling me what to do. They're giving me instructions. Maybe they're guiding my hands." Gem pauses a bit longer. "Usually I put on some podcast, so that there's someone talking. That way I feel like there's someone else there, you know? Or I use a chill Minecraft video or something."
A video? Like a Hermitcraft video? The question of whose videos Gem uses burns on Pearl's tongue. Maybe Etho's, Gem seems to be a bit fixated on him. Or what if it is the Imp and Skizz podcast? Or maybe it's Pearl's streams.
But no, Pearl can't assume that. And she definitely can't ask. There is no way. Pearl scrambles to come up with something else to say.
"Like now? Just someone talking about something unrelated?" The question slips out of Pearl before she realizes that it's not any better.
Immediately, regret hits her. That is too far. Why did she ask Gem that?! What is Gem gonna think of Pearl asking something like this?
Before Pearl can take it back, Gem replies, "Yeah I guess. But this is more on topic than usual."
Wait, what? Gem said yes? Maybe she really did listen to Hermit videos to jerk off. "So you could get off to a call like this?"
Gem stutters for a moment, seemingly unable to form words. Pearl doesn't regret asking the question this time though. No, she wants to know. Pearl leans forward in her chair as she waits for Gem to answer. She rubs her thighs together, aware that she's getting hornier again. Pearl is just curious, though. They are already so far off their usual conversation topics, what's a bit more when it satisfies Pearl's curiosity? Besides, Gem sounds kinda cute when she's flustered like this. So Pearl asks another question, "What do you imagine them saying to you? When you imagine them being there."
Gem finally recovers and answers, though her voice is quiet, as if she's telling a secret, "I imagine them telling me where to put my hands. What to do with them."
"Like what?" Pearl wants details. Gem has given her this in and now she wants to learn every little bit she can get.
"Like, run them down your sides." Gem pauses, seemingly searching for words. "I think of them telling me when to put my fingers inside. They would control how many."
Pearl squirms in her chair. "So, add another, yes?"
Gem's reply is breathy. "Yeah. Or, slow down, touch your clit for me."
Pearl blushes, despite the instructions not being aimed at her. Trying out the words, Pearl repeats what Gem said, "Touch your clit for me."
"Why are you repeating the phrases?" Gem sounds confused but also so flustered it makes Pearl want to make her sound like this more often.
"It helps me remember. This sounds kind of difficult, you know? To make this up in the moment, when I'm trying to get off?"
Gem seems disappointed when she replies, "Oh, that's... you're probably right."
"You know, this is meant to help me get off, not make it harder," Pearl whines a bit. Though to be fair, just this conversation is already giving her ideas.
"I could tell you what to do? Maybe it's easier that way? When you don't have to imagine it?" Gem asks, voice high with uncertainty.
That's an idea that Pearl can't say no to. Not when she's getting wet at the thought. She has to see how far Gem will go. "You mean right now?"
"Yes Pearl, right now. You're the one who mentioned that you can't get off in the first place." Gem isn't uncertain when she's teasing Pearl. No, she's right in her element.
Pearl doesn't think for long. Her hand is already resting on her thigh, dangerously close to her crotch. And Gem is offering. "Yes, please. Tell me what to do."
"Okay." Gem pauses. Pearl hears clothes rustling. "What are you wearing right now? Do you like to get nude, usually?"
"Just a pair of sleep shorts and a shirt. I wasn't planning to be at my PC, you know?" Pearl replies as if it's a casual answer, trying to lighten the mood that became so tense that she's clenching her hand on her thigh in anticipation.
Gem laughs at that and it sounds so pretty in Pearl's ears that she relaxes a bit. "Take off that shirt for me."
"But it's cold in here, Geeem," Pearl complains but her hands are already on the bottom hem of the shirt, about to pull it off.
"Pearl, stop thinking. Just do what I say, okay?" Gem finishes the sentence and sighs, the sound filling Pearl's headphones. Pearl senses that this would be a good chance to back out. She could stop this, whatever it is, in its tracks right now, like she probably should. But she doesn't want to. She wants to hear Gem's voice again, so special when it's only for her on a private Discord call.
"Okay," Pearl replies, sounding more sure than she feels. But she pulls off her shirt, barely remembering to take off her headphones as well and lets the shirt fall to the floor beside her chair. She scrambles to put her headphones back on quickly, making a noise of confirmation after she's done.
"Get out of those shorts, too."
Pearl does as told, easily following Gem's confident guidance. Realizing something, Pearl laughs a bit unsure, "I'm gonna get my chair dirty like this."
Gem's breath catches at the statement and she hesitates a moment before she replies. Still, her confident, teasing tone is back as always when she says, "Put a towel down then or something, jeez, Pearl."
Pearl hums and picks up her sleeping shirt, putting it down under her butt. Much more comfortable, that way. She can just put the shirt in the wash afterwards. And she doesn't have to leave her PC like this. "Okay, Gem, now what."
Gem answers, surprised. "That was quick." A pause, long enough that Pearl wonders what Gem is up to. Maybe she's also undressing. Maybe she had to hurry to close the blinds, first. "Run your hands up your sides. I bet your skin is so soft there."
"Geeem, this is so slow." Not that it doesn't feel nice, to run her hands up her sides. But Pearl wants to touch herself right now and finish what she started earlier.
Gem laughs. "That pent up?"
"I told ya that I was trying to get off earlier."
"And that you weren't getting anywhere. We're doing this my way." Gem is right in her element now and Pearl wants to hear more.
"Then tell me what you want. Because now I'm not getting anywhere either," Pearl says, which isn't quite correct. Pearl is pretty sure she's more excited now. Her body is primed for what she's about to do, which makes the wait even worse. Pearl looks down at herself, where she's sitting near the edge of her chair with her knees spread, just waiting to dip a hand between her legs. She wants to do it right now, her body flushed with anticipation. She must make quite the image. It's a shame that nobody but her can see it.
"Jeez, Pearl." Gem's using that pretty teasing tone again, though it disappears as she continues. "Run your hands down your sides now. Keep going downwards, to where you want them."
"Finally."
Gem doesn't react to Pearl's whine. She just keeps talking in that confident voice of hers that makes Pearl want to make her happy just so she keeps talking. "I bet you're so pretty for me like this, one hand on yourself. You're not doing anything yet, are you?"
Pearl stills her hand, caught. "No?"
"Good girl." Pearl perks up at the praise. "Get two fingers inside yourself. But don't do anything, yet, just get them nice and wet."
Pearl reaches further down. She lets one finger slip inside, then a second. She wonders if Gem is doing the same. If she's also touching herself. Or if she's completely focused on Pearl, on helping her get off. Pearl hesitates, then says, "Should I - what do I say? Do you need me to confirm what I'm doing? It's not like you can see, and no, I'm not gonna -"
"Pearl," Gem interrupts her.
"Yees?"
"It's fine. Just shut up and let me talk. You focus on getting yourself off like you clearly need." That bossy voice again that makes Pearl even wetter than she already was.
Pearl readjusts in her chair. "Okay."
Gem gets right back to it, sure in her words as she says, "Now, use those wet fingers to touch your clit. The way you usually do."
Pearl gasps as her fingers finally make contact with her clit. She's oversensitive from how long she played with herself earlier and it heightens the sensation, gives it an edge that makes her want to hurry up. But she restrains herself, tries to get her usual rhythm of circling movements going, moans escaping her mouth as she focuses on her hand and the way heat pools in her gut.
"So good, doing exactly as you're told." A breath. "Stop now."
Pearl stills her hand and whines. Why does Gem make her stop when it feels so good? She could've kept going just for a little bit longer and made herself come, she's sure.
"Get your fingers inside again. They're so long and thin, I bet you can fit three." The challenge is clear in Gem's tone.
Usually, Pearl wouldn't attempt this. But she tries anyway, slips in two fingers and then pulls out again. She does it one, two more times and then she adds that third finger. She's sure her heavy breaths get through the noise gate on her mic as she succeeds and that third finger slips in.
Gem must be listening intently to every noise Pearl makes because she has exactly the right timing to continue talking. "There you go. Taking it so well. Move that hand for me. In and out, feel the stretch."
Pearl pulls her fingers out, then pushes back in. She repeats the action, more quickly, then does it again and again. It feels so good to spread herself on her fingers, to open up over and over.
Turns out she can take three fingers fairly easily, so Pearl ups the challenge a bit and scissors her fingers, spreading herself further. Fuck, the feeling is sharp at the edges from how she's slightly sore but that only adds to it, makes her do it again before the next time she pulls out her fingers. Pearl moans at the sensation.
Gem's beautiful voice is back in her ears. "Such a good girl, I can hear how good it feels. Touch your clit again."
Pearl pulls out her fingers one last time, enjoying how easy the glide is now that she's stretched herself. She comes back to her clit, instantly falling into her familiar circles. She speeds up though, getting herself closer to the edge.
"You must be such a perfect sight, gaping open slightly as you're rubbing yourself. Bet you look even better when you come."
Pearl whines at the praise, warmth shooting through her. She's pretty sure she's blushing. That warmth adds to the heat that was already pooling in her gut.
Pearl keeps up the movement of her fingers, encouraged by small praises from Gem, until she finally comes. She clenches as she does, her legs trapping her own hand as she rides the waves of her orgasm.
It takes Pearl a moment to recover, to think straight again. When she does, she says, "That was... Gem, thank you."
"Happy to be of assistance," Gem replies, chipper in a way that throws Pearl off.
Wait. "What about you, Gem. I don't really know how this is meant to work, but do you want to also -"
"Don't worry about me Pearl. This was for you. Go sleep, you must be exhausted."