[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5kewuq/alex_and_elle_and_the_week_of_sexting_mf/)
I made a huge mistake: I told Alex how ridiculously horny I was from his texts, how badly I needed to cum for him. This information in hand, he asks how I want to imagine us, and I respond:
Oh, fuck, Alex. Everywhere. You bending me over a table. Or me pressed against your window, on full display should a neighbor happen to look up. Your hands grabbing my tits and rubbing at my clit as I steady myself on the glass, make eye contact with someone across the way. Watching him watch me. Watching him watch you play with your toy. Turning us sideways so he still gets a profile shot of me, kissing down your body, my ass out and back arched as I kneel in front of you, taking your cock in my mouth, tasting you, swirling my tongue around the head, licking long lines up the whole of your shaft.
He responds: I’m nice and hard just thinking about it. ;)
I continue: I want to take your dick into the back of my throat and feel your hands gripping my hair. I want to flick my tongue across its head. I want you to pull me back up to you, I want you to kiss me and pull me in tight and hard, hands gripping, grabbing, man-handling me. Pushing me back against the window pane, my hands out to steady myself as you line your cock up and thrust it into my waiting pussy. I want to watch your neighbor across the street take his dick out and stroke himself to the sight of you fucking me. I want you to pound me until my legs shake, until my moans turn into one continuous scream, until I cum and cum and cum and can’t stop cumming on your cock. I want you to fuck me senseless, absolutely senseless, then I want you to flip me around, push me down to my knees, and stroke your cock until you paint my tits with your cum. It’s been too long, Alex. I need you to mark me as yours, and I need you to do it publicly. Show the whole world what a good little fucktoy slut I am.
Alex replies: God. I want you here with me now. You are mine and I want to fuck you and for everyone to know how you beg for it. I want to cover you in my cum, for you to taste, smell, and be filled by me. I want to fuck you until you can’t stand, throw you on the bed, cum all over you, and then fuck you some more.
Me: Fuck yes, Alex. Absolutely. Yes. I need you.
Alex: I know, my good little pet. I know how cock hungry and lustful and insatiable you are.
Now I’m debating if I want to be evil. If I want to tell you not to cum until you’re on my cock… or maybe have you send me another photo of yourself, licking your fingers after you take care of yourself. Can you get away right now?
I groaned. Work had gotten… not busy, but busy enough that I couldn’t slip away for ten minutes.
Me: Not now. After work? I’ll stop by your place, make myself cum in your bed…
Alex: I don’t like having to wait for what I want. You’ll go to my place after work. You’ll edge yourself. Twice. I want a photo. In the meantime, I’m alone for a bit right now. Stroking myself thinking about you.
Me: Fuck, yes. Stroke your cock for me. Imagine me on my knees in front of you, hands clawing at your skin, grabbing your hips, mouth warm and welcoming around your cock. Imagine as I swirl my tongue around your dick, as I take you in the back of my throat, the way I gag on your length. My fingers seeking out my clit, circling around it, making me moan on your cock. You reaching down to pinch my breasts, making me moan even louder, even harder.
Alex: Mmmm… yes. God yes.
Me: Let me see what I’m doing to you. Let me see how hard your cock is as you imagine yourself pulling me up and throwing me on the bed, flipping me on my side so you can thrust in from behind, my back arching and letting your hands find my breasts and my clit. The way I practically scream at this, pushing my ass against your hips, shaking uncontrollably… The way I cum on your cock, over and over again.
Alex sends me two pictures in quick succession: shirtless, his hand wrapped around his cock. I can see the veins on it, and I swear I start to salivate. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck, I need that cock. I tell him as much:
Fuck, that’s lovely. Fuck, how I want to watch you stroke that, want to taste it, want to feel it slide against my breasts as you kneel over me. God, Alex. My pussy is throbbing for you right now. My tits need to be grabbed, my ass needs to be spanked, my pussy needs to be absolutely filled with you. Oh god, you look so fucking good.
Fuck. Fuck. Yes. I want your cum to splash all over my breasts. I want to swallow it. I want to feel it fill my pussy. I need to be fucked hard, like the little whore I am. I need you to pound me, to use me, to run me ragged.
He sends me another photo–this time a mirror shot, completely naked, smooth muscle and beautiful cock fully on display. I don’t groan out loud, but it takes a lot of effort not to.
Oh, Alex. Fuck yes. Are you going to cum for me now, or save it all for when you have me in front of you? Or beneath you, or on top of you, whatever the case may be. ;)
He responds: I’m going to come right now. Thinking of your head bobbing up and down my shaft. Fucking your face and cumming down your throat. After all, you need to be punished for making me wait.
A moment, then: That was nice.
We talk a bit more, me still absolutely soaked, horny, and desperate, but Alex in the nice blissful post-masturbation calm. The bastard. But that bastard owns me, my body, and my pleasure, so after work I make my way to his place, strip naked, and climb into his bed, eyes closed, hands exploring my body. After a moment I take out my phone and snap a point-of-view picture of my full breasts in the foreground and, further back, fingers teasing my clit, and send it to him. I’m imagining his hands and lips on me as I circle my clit, over and over, every so often slipping a finger or two into my soaking wet pussy.
I get his response: That looks good. I want to bite those nipples and feel how wet you are. Or stroke my cock as I watch you touch yourself. How you bite your lip and squirm. I’m getting hard again thinking about it.
I just respond “Yes.” I’m too focused on myself now, on my own pleasure. One hand circling furiously around my clit, the other exploring my hips, squeezing my ass, pinching at my breasts. I can feel the orgasm begin to build ever so slightly in the pit of my stomach. I close my eyes and feel how the tightening sensation creeps down into my pussy, like I’m climbing the hill on a roller coaster, getting closer and closer to the tipping point…
…and then I stop. Because I am a good slut, and good sluts only cum when they’re told. I tell him this. He responds:
Good. That is your punishment for today. To be left unsatisfied as you think of me, dick stretching you out, cumming all over your chest. You are a horny little tease of a slut, and I have plans for you. I can’t wait til I get to have you in my hands. How I will make you suck and squirm and fuck and cum. Now again. I said to edge twice.
I need to stop to breathe, else I know I’ll cum without meaning to. I’ve been so close all day. But I am a good fucktoy, and good fucktoys masturbate when they’re told. My hands begin at my breasts, rolling my nipples between my fingers, before the right hand wanders down, over my stomach, feeling the sway of my hips, the smoothness of my thighs. I run my hand up my inner thigh, cup my poor, swollen, dripping pussy, then dip one finger in. Gather the wetness there and rub it around my clit. I can be as loud as I want now, so I let out a low moan and send Alex another picture. I love to think of him hard for me. I love to think of him getting pleasure from my body, and as I imagine his hardening cock I circle my clit faster and faster, nearing the edge of that roller coaster one more time. So close. So close. My stomach tightens, my pussy contracts, I start to scream… and then I pull my hand away, sharply. Because I am a good slut, and good sluts only cum when they’re told.
Two more days.
xoxo
Elle
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