She’s laying on her bed staring at her phone.. her body is hot and she can feel her pussy pulsing and getting wetter the further she reads into her own smut notes about them. She wants to play, and she wants to play with him. Feeling cheeky she opens snapchat, bites her finger and sends a snap.
“Babe we have a problem…”
Then she sends another “I did some light reading and now I’m very wet”
She grabs her favorite toys out of the drawer - both are glass and perfectly shaped for her pleasure - and once again takes a snap. This time he can see them up against her lips when she asks “before the shower or in the shower??”
Her phone pings and her body surges with excitement at the notification. She opens it and with a coy grin on his face she reads “before”
One more ping, this time he’s biting his lip “what did you read?” Like he doesn’t already know. They’d only been talking about the stories they’d written each other for a week now. Toying with each other.
I take another snap with my fingers in my mouth and quote his story “I speak low and quietly “hey, what are you looking at”. Your response sounded like it caught you off guard, but it was everything. A quiet exhale of a whisper “You”” She loves this line, she loves looking at him, loves seeing the way he scans her body and watches her every move and reaction to his touch.
He’s sweating, she can tell when he sends the next snap “My part 🥵”
She grins big “Of course your part..” Funny that he’d think it was any other part, but she knows he just wants to hear her say it.
He sends another, he’s moving rooms, she can tell he’s trying to get away from wherever he is. ”I’d say think of me but I think you already are.“ She is, she’s laying on the bed already touching herself gently, thinking only of him.
She wants to make him sweat, wants to make his cock hard for her. She sends another snap, just enough of her body that he can see her arm resting down her chest and stomach.
“I am.” she says in just text.
His face with so much want and hope and what looks like some kind of satisfaction, hand rubbing his forehead frazzled “Tell me right now if you started and are still snapping me”
“Truth.” she says, again in just text. She’s enjoying her touch at this point. It’s soft and slow. She’s resting the toy just on her belly waiting for the right moment.
She sends another snap, the glass is there and there’s a little more of her arm, but he can’t see between her legs, she’s not ready to show him yet.
When he sends the next snap he’s just biting down on his fingers. This makes her even more excited than she already was. Her body heats again and her pussy drips for him. His excitement is so much of what makes her excited. His pleasure becomes her pleasure when they are like this.
She snaps a cheeky smile and asks “Now what is YOUR finger doing?” eluding to earlier in the day when he had asked her what she was doing with her fingers when she had them in her mouth teasing him.
He’s in another room again “Wishing it was yours” he snaps with his fingers still in his mouth.
She sends another snap; this time she wants him to see her playing. Wants him to see exactly where her hand is.
He’s propped up on a ledge. He looks almost desperate; she can see the sweat on his forehead still and his hair getting messy is a full tell. “I was just gonna say I want to watch so bad”
She sends another. Her hand further between her legs “How bad?”
All she gets in return is him sitting on the couch in his basement, pants open hard cock in his lap… She LOVES this. Every snap he’s sent brings audible moans out of her mouth, but they are getting louder. Finding the right spots on her body for pleasure becomes easier as she reaches for the glass but holds off, sending just another snap of her hand on her pussy.
This time when she opens his snap he’s holding his bare cock. It’s so big in his hands.. so hard.. for her.. with the words “now I’m gonna need to shower”
She sends one more “I wish you could have heard me moan when I opened that”
He’s standing naked now, cock at attention in his bathroom… “how loud did you moan?”
This time she’s ready to insert the glass into her pussy and she wants him to see it, NEEDS him to watch it. Very slowly she pushes the pink glass into her wet pussy. It slides so easily.. that’s on him. He gets her so wet with just the simplest reactions it’s unfair. “loud enough..”
His eyes are wide when he sends the next snap “Fuck that’s deep”
Still holding his cock, but out to the side this time, “Would this be enough?”
She sends another snap with her mouth open from the heavy breath she is taking.. “Absolutely.” Fuck, how could he think that wouldn’t be enough? It’s literally perfect. She wants it so badly.. has dreamt about it pushing into her. Pretends her toys are it. OF COURSE it’s enough.
He sends one last snap, leg up on the edge of the shower holding his cock looking directly at the camera.. directly at her like he wants her just as bad. “this is where I leave you”
Ugh this is unfortunate, but in the chat she just sends 🥵😘
“Finish baby girl” he says… fuck. Does he know what that does to her? When he calls her baby girl she melts. Every. Fucking. Time. Her body shifts and tenses when she responds “I will.”
He keeps going though, something she wasn’t expecting but was so welcome. “Imagine you sitting on top of me, my hand on your throat, and you just slowly letting me inside….”
“Don’t stop….” She says hoping he’ll keep going because the way her body is responding to him feels so good.
“I use my other hand to guide your hips forward and back, up and down….” He goes on. She wants this, longs for the day he lets her sit on his cock for real.
“Harder daddy….” She’d kill for him to be bringing her hips down on him harder and faster. She’d find a way to slow him down. To savor the pleasure for as long as she could.
When he says “watching you go up, I clench down on your neck as you sink back down. My hard cock sinking into you…” her body writhes. Imagining him is so easy and in her head, he fills her pussy and feels like heaven.
“Fuuuck Tyler….” Are the only words she can muster at this point thinking about it.
“Watching me control your breath. My hips thrust you back up. I let you breathe. And you slowly sink back down on me….” God when he plays with her breath, she can’t control herself. Quite literally and she loves it. She spends so much time in control of everything all the time, letting him do this and not fighting feels like reckless freedom.
“Mmmm….” She’s running out of time because she’s close and running out of words for all the things he keeps saying he’d do to her.
When he finally says “matching my movement. I’ve gotta cum….” The only thing she can return is “cum for me..” and in that moment she tosses her phone off to the side, her breaths so deep but slow and steady because it elongates the pleasure as it builds while she’s thrusting the glass in and out fingers against her clit. Breaths get faster body shifting and moving and moans escaping her mouth. Her hands freeze as everything tenses for a second and then releases in an amount of pleasure she hasn’t felt on her own for another in a long time. She relaxes on her bed catching her breath with a slight smile across her face hoping his ending was as satisfying as hers.
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