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What, exactly, is that you’ve thought about?
For the moment, I resisted the temptation to reach into my pants, but I couldn’t stop the blood from filling my cock. I waited, anticipation twisting in my stomach. If she didn’t want to do this, it was okay with me, but if she did, I wasn’t going to pass it up.
I’ve thought about going to my knees and taking you in my mouth.
I guessed that answered my question. As I read the rest of her message, I undid my jeans, needing to ease the increasing pressure there.
Lick from root to tip, tracing every vein with my tongue. Take that drip of precum at the tip and swallow it.
Fuck me.
What would you like to do to me?
Hundreds of ideas flooded my mind, but I stuck with the current subject.
I’d go to my knees, pull your legs over my shoulders, and bury my face between your legs. Lick you from ass to clit. Plunge my tongue inside your sweet pussy.
I groaned at the mental video my words created and shoved my hand into my pants, gripping my swollen cock. How the fuck had I gone from completely soft to achingly hard in such a short period of time? I stroked myself, wishing it was her hand, her mouth.
Are you touching yourself?
I sent back a thumbs up, the easiest thing for me to type one-handed.
Proof or it’s not happening.
This was a bad idea. A very, very bad idea. While I trusted Sienna, I knew that sending any sort of sexual picture could have serious consequences if the wrong person got hold of it.
And I simply did not give a damn.
I snapped a picture of me holding my cock at the base, and then another with my fist at the top, making it clear exactly what I was doing.
Your turn.
I lazily moved my hand up and down, waiting to see if she’d return the favor. It almost didn’t seem real. Like I’d fallen asleep at the computer and was dreaming this. I could honestly say I hadn’t been expecting this when I’d texted her. Maybe a little flirting or some innuendo. Dirty talk and pictures hadn’t even been on my radar.
I’m pretending it’s your fingers.
The message came through a few seconds before the picture and I nearly came right then and there. She was sitting behind her desk, skirt bunched up around her waist, panties at her knees, and she had two fingers buried deep inside her pussy.
I turned on speech to text, too turned on to take my hand off my dick and too impatient to type with one hand.
“Fuck yourself on my fingers, baby. Take ‘em nice and deep in that tight, hot cunt of yours. Play with your nipples, too. Show me your tits. I want to see how hard your nipples are.”
My hips were moving in time with my hand, fucking my fist the way I wanted to fuck her mouth. I took another picture and sent it since I’d asked for another one of hers.
Several messages dinged in, one after the other.
Her hand cupping her breast, pinching one pert nipple between her thumb and forefinger.
Fingers spreading her lower lips to show the pink flesh they concealed.
Her thumb on her clit even as she sank a third finger inside her.
I want you to suck on my clit. Give me a little bit of teeth. Shove a fourth finger in my pussy to get me ready because your cock is so fucking thick.
“Are you gonna come for me? I want you to come. Want to think about you screaming my name while I imagine you taking my cock all the way, take me into your throat so deep.”
I sent the message even as another one came in.
