The House She Gooned
Chapter 6 – The Gift
Claire helps Nadia start her porn collection.
Claire gave Nadia a gift.
It's a small box, wrapped in cheap iridescent paper. Claire hands it to Nadia over a coffee table cluttered with takeout boxes. Claire's eyes shine, hopeful and sly at the edges.
“Open it.”
Inside: A plain black 6TB portable drive. Heavy in her palm.
Claire says, like it's no big deal:
“So you don't have to rely on streaming sites. It's yours. Private. Sacred. Keep what you love safe.”
Nadia laughs, half embarrassed, half flattered. “I don't need that much space—”
Claire interrupts softly, in a calm but reassuring voice dripping with manipulation: “You will. I already loaded some of your favorite videos and clips on there, from now on, I want you to start collecting porn on your own. Images, videos, anything you like. You are a smart one and I know you know how to get videos from any site you please. You can use those skills to good use. Use them for porn.”
For the first time, Nadia was really excited about porn. That night, she plugged in her mini porn shrine and checked the contents. She looked over the folders that Claire already made:
Softcore | Solo | Hypnosis | GoonFuel | Classics.
Each name feels like a locked door swinging open. Nadia scrolls through thumbnails: women alone in soft light, headphones on, backs arched, eyes fluttering. Mouths gaped open, pussies squirting, moans everywhere, a depraved playground of raw sexual pleasure.
Almost everything was there that she liked to see. Claire really paid attention to detail to get her started the right way. She felt a warmth inside of her. She truly felt like Claire cared about her. “Thank you so much!”, she texted Claire over their chat app. Porn was actually making their friendship better.
Before the porn, she really didn't talk that much to Claire on a regular basis. In fact, not many of her past partners were this diligent and thoughtful. Now she's basically watching porn almost nonstop. But through porn, she's getting the human connections she needed when she was 'dating'.. that thought alone just made her recoil... 'dating'.. so many bad memories there. She told herself to push the back thoughts and relax and enjoy her new gift. That was more important. Porn is better than people.
She though to herself, 'She wants me to be comfortable. She wants me to explore.'
But deep down there's another whisper: 'I want this too. I want to see. I want to keep it all.'
Nadia watches one of Claire's classic edits. It means something to watch local porn without internet lag or fear of deletion from her cloud drive. Then another click later, Nadia smiled seeing a familiar OnlyFans girl that she really liked to see. The woman was on her bed, half-dressed, fingers working slow under soft ambient music. No men. No dialogue. Just the raw hum of someone alone and utterly devoted to herself.
At this time, Nadia was still dressed in her day clothes. She literally went straight for porn the second she got home today. She was just sitting at her computer and admiring this woman's boldness and beauty... a stark contrast from Nadia's current appearance. Nadia started to wonder why she still had clothes on.
Nadia murmurs to the dark apartment: Look at her. So free.
A flutter in her chest.
'Maybe I could be that,' she thought to herself. She started to feel a flutter of arousal between her legs. Those moments of arousal have been happening more and more lately. However, she still is trying to maintain her vow not to masturbate to porn. Yet.
The only things stopping her are the layers of fabric that remind her to stay professional. But they don't stop her from scrolling porn at work, or listening to porn at her desk. But It's starting to get harder to keep this vow..to not touch...to not cum while watching. She rocks and bucks her hips at her desk. She finds herself lingering a little too long with her pussy when taking a shower. She will never admit to anyone she's starting to see porn in her thoughts while doing other things. Not even Nadia. At least not right now.
Nadia just absorbs all the perverted beauty in front of her. She lets the rhythm roll under her skin like static. She thinks about how Claire must be watching something similar, miles away, screens flickering over her bare skin like a shrine. She also started to wonder how much Claire actually masturbates. Does she watch like Nadia, or is she ravaging her pussy every moment she gets? Maybe she will be brave enough to ask one day.
Nadia was starting to realize something. She was starting to understand Claire's mindset:
Porn does not leave you.
Porn doesn't ghost you or make your feel empty.
Porn is always there.
She finds herself drawn to solo clips: women lost in themselves, frantically humping pillows, riding fuck machines.. putting big dildos in their pussy, having the best time of their lives perverting every intimate moment for the camera.
Nadia's mind was shut to the outside world. No one to impress. No one to please. Just that loop of endless wanting to see more. Nadia wants to see as much porn as possible. She doesn't know why. She just needs to.
Over the next few nights, Nadia watched every video. Claire continued to feed her porn during the day and she still got new edits from Claire on a regular basis. She diligently added the content to her local porn stash. She looks at the drive fondly on her desk. She never knew porn could be a gift but she smiles looking at this basic and unassuming peace of hardware. Porn is starting to matter to her.
Nadia starts to look for porn on her own. Claire and Nadia use their private to share links, images, and any other kind of porn she finds. Instagram girls, Beautiful clothed women too. Claire calls it “clothed porn.” Nadia admits that its much safer to look at Instagram butts at work but she still gets the high from scrolling porn while doing so.
Nadia diligently saves what she likes to her drive. Claire is so happy to have someone to chat with while gooning. Nadia is just glad to talk to someone that actually cares. They have a good life and a good rhythm now. Porn made this possible.
Claire's will is starting to manifest:
-If I can't be loved, I can at least be needed.
-If I can't be touched, I can at least be inside her mind.
-If I can't have her, I'll make her like me.
While they were chatting, Claire said “You should touch yourself. It feels good.”
Nadia always tells her she's not ready. However, Nadia has not been telling Claire the urges to touch have been getting stronger.
She feels her thighs press together, warm and trembling. She slides her hand under her panties, she tells herself 'it's just tonight,' she tells herself 'it's just for Claire.' For the first time Nadia starts to touch herself while watching porn. Slow gentle rubs of her pussy. She feels her familiar wetness grow but she doesn't go further. She's not ready to cum while watching porn. She will maintain that vow, for now.
The next night she does it again. Gently touching. Years of sexual denial (or lack of satisfaction from her 'partners') make her a natural edger and she had grown accustomed to not having orgasms. If anything she just felt like she wasn't meant to experience that kind of pleasure. Like she wasn't deserving.
One night while she was slowly touching her pussy and watching porn, she realized how bright her room really was. She decided to buy blackout curtains to see if that will fix that. They certainly did. She can see porn much better now.
During her next night time touch session, an old memory flashed in her mind while watching porn. her old boyfriend once complained she was “boring” in bed—too quiet, too shy. She hated that memory intruded into her porn time. She even felt her arousal fade and it started to make her sad. She needed to blank it out. She needed to forget. She needed to cum...
“I'm going to do it,” she texted Claire.
Clare read this and the world stopped. Her hard work finally paid off. She knew what that meant. She sent a heart emoji and let Nadia have her moment. Claire, naked, sweaty, moaning, edged.. smiled a smile bigger than when she got engaged.
She finally got Nadia to masturbate to pornography. Life was good.
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