Accidental Snap [sexting][masturbation] [alternatingpov]

I was just about to go to sleep when my phone pinged, and the little window showed Kim asking, ‘Hey Jake. Any thoughts about the project?’ Of all the reasons she could text me at ten o’clock at night, our project was the last I wanted to hear about, but still, she was talking to me, and I considered that a win. I started texting back my initial ideas, and she responded with hers. All thoughts of sleep went out the window, and while I struggled to keep my texts on the topic, I couldn’t help from wondering if she was in bed like me.

‘That’s a good idea, but pulling it off is going to be hard,’ she wrote, and I couldn’t help but read that wrong. All I could imagine was her wrapping her soft hand around my shaft, stroking me gently.

In my head I wrote back, ‘That’s not the only thing that is hard,’ but there was no way I’d ever say that for real. ‘I think it could work if we work together.’ Shit, why didn’t I have the courage to tell her I liked her? Probably because all I could think of when I got within speaking distance of her was about how much I wanted to squeeze her big sweater puppies and bend her over and fuck her stupid. Of course, saying something to that effect wouldn’t only get me slapped, but nowadays probably incarcerated. I had all these urges, yet couldn’t find any way of telling her.

‘Maybe, but combining our assets could cause a lot of complications,’ she wrote back. Damnit, why did she always say things this way? I swear this girl was clueless about the sexual innuendos she was dropping. All I could think about was how much I wanted to ‘combine’ with her ‘assets’ in a way that made my third leg start to tent up my blankets uncomfortably. I pulled them off and gripped my awakened member while trying to type something that wouldn’t come off betraying my pervy thoughts.

‘I’m looking forward to,’ was all I got out with my one hand before I was surprised by a bright flash along with the telltale click sound that said I just took a picture. “What the…” I said to myself, then gasped in horror as a picture of my hard cock in hand appeared in my chat history. “Fuck! Oh shit!” Frantically I clicked at it, desperately searching for some way I could delete it, but these were just regular texts and there was no taking it back. I’m fucking dead!

—–

“Oh… My… God!” I gasped. At first, my brain just couldn’t believe what Jake sent me. I mean he was cute and sweet, so there was no way he’d actually send me a dick-pic. But, yet there it was, fat fleshy mushroom surrounded by a tangle of curly black hairs. What the fuck was he thinking? I mean, yeah, I was trying to flirt with him a little to see if he was interested, but this?

“Boowp,” chirped my phone with another message, ‘OMG kim im so sorry!!! That was an total accident!’ he typed, clearly too quickly to correct his normally spotless grammar. Another message came only a second later. ‘You got to Bruce me, I didn’t mean to send a picture!’ Who’s Bruce? Maybe he’s just drunk. ‘Belive,’ came another a second later, and I understood, but still finally came right after, ‘Believe me!’ finally able to get his fingers to type his words correctly.

He was clearly spooked, knowing all I had to do was say the word and his ass would be grass, all I had to do was show this photo and he’d have a world of pain fall on his head. In just the last minute I went through a whirlwind of emotions, happiness, disbelief, anger, disgust, sympathy, pity, and scrolling back up maybe something else. I hadn’t responded since he sent it, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized that this really turned me on. If he has done it as a macho move I’d have stayed pissed, but I knew him better than that, or I wouldn’t have given him my phone number in the first place. There was no way he meant to send it to me, but that meant that he was jerking off while I was talking to him!

A million questions went through my head. Was Jake jerking off before, and my texts interrupted him, or did he only start after? I kind of got the feeling he liked me, but he never made a move, so I thought he might be dating someone, or maybe gay, it not just into me, but maybe he was. Could it be he’s just really shy, or maybe he really is a perv and just playing with me, sending that to see how I’ll react?

‘Are you jerking off right now? Do you get off when you text with me?’ I typed, then deleted the whole second sentence. I needed just the basics first, and I’d see where things went from there.

—–

‘Are you jerking off right now?’ Kim asked simply. Shit! What does that mean? Is she pissed, or intrigued? Fucking text messages! There’s no way to tell what tone of voice she’s using. I could lie and say that the picture was already on my phone, but then what kind of a pervert does that make me having dick-pics saved. The same thing for trying to say it’s not me, that would only make me sound gay. There was literally no good answer other than the truth.

‘I was, and I’m so sorry,’ I again reiterated, trembling with fear and the long wait was agonizing. I’d lost my erection the second the terror gripped me, worrying only that I wasn’t going to get outed like Anthony Weiner or something, with everyone I knew hating me. I pulled up the covers, shivering with sweat at the fopa that might destroy my life unfolding in my hand.

‘You close?’ I got back another message finally, and I just stared at it in confusion. Did Kim really ask me if I was going to cum? I mean, she knew I didn’t live close to her, so there was no way she was asking about my location. I mean, she couldn’t be asking if I’d go over to her place and… My soft dick twitched at the very thought of going over to her place for a late-night virgin busting booty call, but that was crazy. She wanted to know if I was getting off talking with her. And while I had, I was only half-hard now due to my overblown imagination.

‘No,’ I sent back, hoping that she’d believe I was just naturally that big, or something. Maybe I could say I was just scratching or something, not actually beating off. I created and crafted a dozen stories trying to decide what I would say depending on how she reacted, and none of them prepared me for what she sent me.

—–

‘No,’ was all Jake sent after I asked that very personal question. I could see him now in my mind, sweaty and scared, yet with that meaty dick in his hand, slapping it around, hard and oozing precum. Fuck, it’s been way too long since I had a man. My pussy was so moist to the touch right now, that I knew if I started pleasuring myself I’d get off much too quickly. I needed to hold off and hear him tell me he wanted me.

“I’ll fix that,” I told him as if he could hear me, but knowing he couldn’t. I kicked off my pajamas bottoms and spread my legs wide, using one hand to spread open my pussy lips, and the other to hold my phone upside-down in the right position about a foot above my crotch. Every cell in my brain told me this was a bad idea, but something inside me needed to balance the scales. I’d seen a pic of his junk, so it was only fair for him to get one of mine.

Fuck! Look how the flash made the wetness shine! Hell, I was getting even more turned on looking at the close-up cunt shot I’d just sent him, and I’m not even into girls. I wished I could edit his dick-pic and put it right next to my pussy-pic, twist it about right, making it look like it was about to go in my vag. Fuck, that would be so hot!

‘How about now?’ I teased typing one-handed, my free hand caressing my thighs, imagining they were Jake’s pushing them open, kneeling between them, and getting into position to fuck me hard as I wanted.

—–

“Oh fuck!” I gasped, not able or wanting to stop myself from jerking off anymore. I may have stumbled through the pervert door, but she just kicked it wide open! I mean, sure I’d seen plenty of pictures of pussy in my years of experience surfing for internet porn, but even on the amateur posts never look quite so real. I mean this was the first person I knew in real life that had actually shown me her private parts. There was something so viscerally arousing at that thought that I didn’t know how to control myself anymore.

‘How about now?’ I read and wondered if I should tell her how that pic alone made me go from limp to throbbing in like ten seconds flat.

‘I can’t believe how sexy you look!’ I sent, too enamored with gazing at that pic to think straight anymore. All I was now was a hand, a cock, and eyes burning every pixel of her sweetness into my brain.

‘Tell me what you would do to me if you were here right now,’ Kim’s next text came back, and I stopped playing with myself to hold the phone so I wouldn’t mess up my texts again. Biting my lip with excitement I poured my heart into what I felt was an epic tale of love and desire. I gushed over how much I wanted to drop to my knees before her and explore every inch of her nether regions with my tongue and fingers; wishing her untold orgasms until she begged me to fuck her. I knew if I ever got that actual chance I’d probably just jump her the first moment I got and it’d be over in under a minute, but I couldn’t bring myself to admit that. I was going off the deep end hard and only hoped she was joining me.

—–

‘… until you beg for me to finally put it inside,’ I read and was trembling with desire. Fuck, Jake was so much kinkier than I’d expected, and I was ready to be that slut he wanted, begging for him to lick and pound me to happy town. I realized now that I should have totally hit on him harder months ago, and wondered what would happen when I saw him tomorrow.

Would he ignore me and pretend it never happened, or would he try and start something? Post of me wishes he’d just push me down over my desk and just take me in front of everyone, overpowering my weak resistance, and insincere cries for him to stop. I knew that would never happen, but still, it’s fun to fantasize. I always had a rape kink a mile wide, knowing nothing would ever come of it.

He’d said he’d lick every inch of me, so I imagined him tonguing and then fucking my virgin ass. Something I’d always refused any of my other boyfriends because that was just too dirty, but still, I always wondered what it would feel like, and I clenched hard at that thought. I was very close already, so decided, instead of texting him back, I’d send him my voice as I came. I was far too nervous to send a video, and I didn’t want to concentrate on holding my phone as I worked to finish. I considered calling him, but if he didn’t answer I don’t think I could take that kind of rejection tonight now.

I dipped two fingers in my honey pot, deep, and found the right spot on the top, pressing my thing on top of my clit above them. It wasn’t going to take me long at all, so I pressed the microphone button and held it to start the recording.

“Jake, I hope you know what you’ve done to me…” I began, gasping for breath as I started the final push to get myself off.

—–

“Oh, Shit!” I heard Kim gasp, my ears burning from hearing this beautiful woman on the verge of losing it, while wet sounds like mixing up mac and cheese were going on in the background. “I’m going to cum for you. Listen to me cum for you,” she whined, her voice getting tighter and high pitched, then groaned as if someone had stabbed her in the gut. I think she might even have been crying for a moment, then shivered out a “Ja ja ja jaaaahhh…” and then it stopped, that was it.

I listened to the thirty seconds clip again, then again, enthralled that this was probably the first female orgasm I’d ever induced, and I never even touched her. It was amazing and awesome. Epic even. I couldn’t take it anymore, hearing her sweat stuttered moaning, scrolling back up to see the pic of Kim’s cunt, and then ask the furious jerking paid off. I grunted and froze as my body shivered loose a torrent of sticky hot sperm all over my naked chest and belly.

It was only an afterthought that I felt guilty about not recording it as she had, but I didn’t have that kind of control. Still, it seemed only fair that I prove that her wonderful performance should be rewarded in kind. I held up my phone again, realizing some of my cum was actually dropping off the back of it, and was actually thankful that it had blocked my first blast from actually hitting me in my face. Then snapped a picture of the translucent white milky substance covering my naked body, leading to the small oozing pool forming on my abdomen from my still leaking cockhead, hoping it would make her happy.

—–

“Holy shit…” I ground still in shock, recovering from the amazing orgasm I just put myself through. Fuck, that was hot. I can’t believe I just did that! Why did I do that? I know I shouldn’t have but I just kind of got wrapped up in the moment. Now that I was coming off of the high, every possible reason why it had been a bad idea started insulting my brain.

Chicken sell it online and make me a fucking amateur porn star, ruining my career and what my parents think they saw that? Maybe he’d only just show it to his friends and I would be the laughing stock tomorrow. Every jerk I knew might start hitting on me non-stop thinking I was an easy lay. Or maybe he’d blackmail me into doing work for him or worse? I never should have done that. Then my phone alerted again and loaded up a new picture.

“Oh my God!” I gasped, seeing Jake, naked, covered in an unbroken stream of cum that seemed to extend from his sternum to his shrinking cock! There was just so much cum! How could one guy put out that much? It looked more like two or three guys jizzed on him, and while I knew that wasn’t true, something about that though really turned me on. Fuck, I didn’t even realize I’d started fingering myself again. But how could I not?

This time it was no long teasing or intimate playfulness. I dug my fingers in deep and went to town, and thirty seconds later I was already shaking with another massive orgasm. “Fuck!” I groaned my elbows and knees shaking like jelly, and my cunt contracting so hard I wet my bedsheets. I was utterly exhausted, a greasy layer of sweat drenching every inch of my body as small aftershocks coursing through my body for a long time afterward.

“Holy fuck, Jake,” I sighed, looking at his cumshot again. “I am going to fuck the shit out of you the first chance I get.” Of course, I didn’t type that. ‘See you tomorrow, stud,’ was what I did send, and then turned off my phone and went to take a shower.

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