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This is your fault for being so fucking hot when you’re trying to come and can’t

Maybe this time it’ll work and I’ll have the last laugh

Only one way to find out.

Are you going to fuck yourself or not?

She is. She stands, gets the panties off, the inside of her thighs already slick as she climbs onto her bed and kneels, knees wide. I start stroking myself again, slowly, as she leans back onto one hand and I get a better view of her pussy, purplish-pink and slick, her clit peeking out at the top. I want to put my face in it so bad my whole body shudders.

Turn it off first.

And go slow. I wanna see you take those ridges one by one

Tell me how each one feels

Fuck. Okay

Good

Fuck. So good

I shove my boxers off and wrap my hand around my dick, already leaking like crazy. This part is always the best and the worst: the best because it’s hands-down the hottest thing I’ve ever done, and the worst because soundless text is absolutely not enough. I want, more than anything, to hear her sayfuck, so good, see what her face looks like when she moans.

If I were the only one who didn’t want to be seen, I think I’d risk it, but she’s got her reasons as well, so I don’t push. After all, this is already the best sex I’ve ever had.

How does it feel now?

Really good. Like so fucking good

Fuck. Max

Turn it on low

She’s riding it now, hand held steady as she undulates her hips, moving the toy in and out of herself. With her other hand she’s stroking her pussy lips, first and middle fingers a V around her clit, almost touching but not quite.

I would give literally anything to hear what she sounds like right now. I’m stroking myself hard and slow, my other hand clutching the bedsheets, already biting my lip, forcing myself not to come.

Can I touch it now?

Not yet.

Fucking WHEN

You look so fucking good like this

Turn the vibrator up

Fuck you

Almost

She does it, though, and now she’s really riding it, the voice-to-text transcribing total nonsense. Her thighs are trembling, her beautiful tits shaking with every bounce. It doesn’t matter how slow I’m jerking myself right now, because I’m about to come no matter what.

How does it feel?

Like I might fucking die if I don’t come.

God. Fuck, oh