An amazing dickpic made me way too horny [FM]

I start salivating as soon as I click on his message. I zoom in, then zoom out, making sure his sexy hard cock fills my entire screen after a quick inspection of his nicely trimmed hairs. In the dark, my phone is the only source of light. His cock is my only source of light. I want to lick the screen, but instead, I press it to my breasts, shut my eyes, and slip my free hand into my pajamas.

Even with my eyes closed, I can still picture it perfectly. Long and towering with angry throbbing veins. Just the right amount of thickness, its head glistening with precum. I can’t believe how straight it was standing, how much it made my mouth water. It’s all I can think about as I press down on my clit, and when my phone vibrates again, I roll over on my belly to read his text.

*Do you like it?* He asks.

*I love it,* I respond.

*Can I see more of you?*

*I have a better idea.* My heart thuds in my chest as I check the time. Just past midnight. I have to be up in eight hours for work. I’m humping my bed when I text my address to him, clearly not thinking straight as I type, *my parents are asleep. Text me when you’re here and I’ll open the door for you. Be quiet!*

*See you in ten. Xo*

Trying not to squeal, I bury my face in the pillow and start to rub myself. Seriously this time. If I’m going to fit that thing inside me, I have to be well and ready. Oh god, what am I doing? I’ve only been chatting with him for a few days. And we knew we lived near each other. And now… and now what the hell am I doing? Why do I want this so bad? The only answer I can come up with is how badly I want his dick.

By the time he texts me, my pajamas are soaked, I’ve bitten a hole in my pillow, and I feel ready for anything. I slide out of bed and pull on a white t-shirt that says “butterfly” in bold pink letters. The door to my parent’s room is shut. Nothing stirs. I tiptoe to the front door and unlatch the lock.

He smiles when he sees me and goes in for a hug, but I drop to my knees and kiss his crotch like a proper lady should when welcoming her guest. In a heartbeat, there’s a bulge in his jeans, and I grin like a cock-crazy slut as I kiss him there again.

He laughs and strokes my hair. “You really are a horny little Asian girl, aren’t you?”

In response, I kiss his length up and down, leaving my saliva all over the denim. Then I unbuckle his jeans and yank it all down. His glorious cock swings up and hits me in the face and I can’t help but gasp. It’s so hard and hot and I can feel the raw power emanating from it in waves.

I gulp and look up at him, wondering if he could sense the wonder and lust coursing through my thoughts as I inhale his musk. I smile in the way I know guys loved when they were with me. “Yes,” I whisper, before his kissing his tip. I clutch him with both hands as he shivers. “I’m your horny little Asian princess tonight.”

“Oh god,” he groans as he grabs my hair and pushes his cock between my lips. I could only fit half of him, taking him to the back of my throat and trying not to make any sounds. My fingers feel so tiny wrapped around his cock, and for a second I wonder what my parents might think if they stumbled out of their room and found their daughter slobbering all over some guy that she met online.

The thought makes me spit him out, my saliva and phlegm thick on his cock, glistening in the little light from the hallway. I jerk him off, using my own spit to glide up and down on his length, both hands as I grin up at him.

He groans again as I go underneath and tickle his balls with my tongue, feeling the tiny hairs, feeling his warmth. Then I slide my tongue up, slowly and carefully, tasting every bit of him before stopping at his tip where I kiss him again.

“You’re so fucking good at this,” he says.

“Let’s take this to my bedroom,” I whisper, standing up, tiptoeing to kiss him. I don’t let go of his cock, and I tug on it to lead him towards my room. “Be very, very quiet.”

He smacks my ass but follows obligingly. We step through the dark living room, me barefoot, him in his sneakers. The only sound is the slight jingle of his belt. When we get to my room and shut the door, I push him back against it and slide my ass against his cock. Even through the pajamas I can feel how badly he wants me. I only wonder if he can understand how insanely I wanted him.

“You’re so soft,” he whispers, wrapping his arms around me and pressing me against him.

“And you’re so hard,” I say, laughing at my stupid joke while I slide down my pajamas. Now we’re skin to skin. I can feel his throbbing needs directly against me, and I bite my lip to stifle the moan. He slides one hand down to stroke my pubic hairs. The other goes up my shirt and grabs my breasts. I sway my hips, my eyes shut just like before, but this time I’m dancing.

It feels like a ritual of some sort. Leaning against this man I met online in the dark with my parents asleep down the hall, his cock pressed to my ass, his breath on my shoulders, his rough hands on my dripping pussy. I dance to the rhythm of my frantic heart as he fingerfucks me. God, I love how his hands are so much bigger than mine.

When I can’t take it any longer, I slide down to my knees and get on my rug on all fours. I look up at him over my shoulder. His swinging cock, that hungry look on his face as he tastes me on his fingers. I wiggle my ass. “Do you think it’ll fit?”

He steps out of his sneakers and jeans then pulls off his sweater. He looks like he’s in decent shape, like he works out regularly, and he has thick chest hair that makes me want to swoon. “We’re going to make it fit,” he says finally, leaning down and grabbing my ass. He presses his thumb against my asshole.

I have to bite down hard on my lip when he slides two fingers inside me, gently brushing against my g-spot. Then I hear him shift his weight. He gets on his knees and takes position, breathing hard. My heart races so fast I can feel it through my entire body, trembling with anticipation.

“I’m going in,” he whispers. His tip finds the opening of my pussy. I curl my fingers into the rug when he starts to push.

“Deep breaths,” I whisper to myself as I feel him slide inside. It’s so big and huge, tears slip down my cheeks as I gasp and moan. As he splits me in half. When he pauses, I tell him to continue, beg him to keep going.

“So fucking tight,” he says through gritted teeth as he squeezes my hips with all his might and pushes.

It felt as if my soul would split, but I know only one thing tonight. I want him completely inside me, buried to the hilt.

I arch my back like a cat and push against him, using the rug to brace myself. “Deep breaths,” I whisper, inhaling and exhaling and trying to loosen up my muscles. I beg him to call me dirty names.

“My little Japanese cock slut,” he says, smacking my ass. “Do you like this big dick?” He presses his thumb into my ass again, and that’s the secret touch I need to finally let him inside. To finally have his entirety deep within me, filling up every little crack I had in my life.

I cry out again, feeling my ass against his belly and thighs. So deep. So much. So big. I look over my shoulder. I must be tear stricken and red, but I knew that only turned men on. “Kiss me,” I say, grabbing his arm and pull him over me. “Fuck me against the floor.”

And then he was on top of me like a heavy blanket. Pinning me down with his entire body covering mine. One arm around my neck, the other braced against my bed as he thrusts. Each time his cock plunges inside, I let out a moan. I love the smack of his body against mine, against the floor. It feels like the earth is trembling in response.

Could my parents hear this? What did they think was making these sounds? What if they barged in and found us on the rug like this, a wriggling, sweaty mess of passion and moans?

Harder. Deeper. Faster. But be quiet.

“Fuck,” he spits finally. I can feel it in his movements. I can feel it in the way his body tenses and his thrusts grow desperate, but I’m not satisfied yet.

“Stop,” I say, crawling away from him. His cock slides out, completely covered in my juices. We’re both sweaty and hot, but I can’t have him cumming just yet.

“Not yet, baby,” I whisper. I turn him onto his back then climb on top. He’s breathing hard, looking up at me as if I were an angel come to claim his life. I crouch over his lap and stroke his chest hairs before tickling his tummy. Then I grab his cock, hard and throbbing and slick, and press the tip to my asshole.

“What are you doing?” he whispers, sitting up, eyes wide.

I lick my lips. “I want your big hard cock up my tiny little ass, okay? I want you to break me in the best possible way.”

He shudders. “Are you sure?”

“I called you here remember?” I whimper as his tip slips inside me. Taking a deep breath and shutting my eyes, I whisper, “You’re mine to do with as I please.”

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