dumb girl: *picture of her in pink pajamas, smiling sweetly at the camera.*
My breath catches. Absolutely stunning. And that smile.
My gaze traces down to her ample breasts. The top stretches to contain them. It’s buttoned up to her neck.
I lick my lips like the wolf I am.
Me:more (devil emoji)
dumb girl:I cant
Me:I never saw ur tits
Send.
Fuck me. Too far.
But I don’t correct myself. She might surprise me.
My knee bounces under the table in anticipation. I deserve to be ignored.
When the tension drags and becomes unbearable, Iknow I fucked up.
Me:nm srry
dumb girl:*picture of the top unbuttoned but still draped over her nipples.*
Her face isn’t in the picture. I can see the curve and bottom of her breasts, though, and they’re monstrous. I’d love to play with those things.
My cock twitches and I rest my forehead on the tabletop. She’s killing me. I take a moment to recover, then reply.
Me:(skull emojis)
dumb girl:u like?
Understatement of the century.
Me:YES
I close the screen to stop myself from completely losing it and asking for something that will make her hit that block button again.
My phone buzzes.
dumb girl:ur turn
Oh, you naughty little church girl. She has no idea what filthy things I want to do to her.
I open my camera roll, tempted to send a dick pic. I don’t have any at the moment. It might scare her off, anyway. She shook at the bookstore. I’m the wrong guy for something so innocent. Some Christian prince has a better chance at busting her cherry. He probably already did.
Hell with it. I wanna find out what she likes.
Me:What kind of pic?
dumb girl:idk
Knew it. Too innocent. My stomach sinks along with my hopes of sexting.
Me: *picture of me and Tommy*
