*Lucy, I’m sorry but I won’t be home for at least another 3 weeks. My dad has broken his leg and needs me to stay.* Alex. She hadn’t heard from him for two days. He hadn’t acknowledged the picture of her wet pussy and plugged ass. She was mad and decided not to respond to him. If she did, she would only start a fight and that wouldn’t help anything. Instead, she looked at the message she had received from the stranger just before the one from Alex.
*I think we should have some fun today.* It was quite late already, and she had to work in the morning, but this would probably help her to sleep. She decided to reply and get off before bed, explaining she had to be up early for work. They had been texting at least a few times every day for almost a week now. Her pussy was instantly wet at the sight of a message from him. She had used the bottles again last night and was enjoying using slightly bigger things in her pussy.
*My cock is rock hard for you already.* He proved this with a photo. It stood solidly erect against his stomach, the rippling veins standing out deliciously. She wanted to suck him so bad.
*Wish my lips were wrapped around your long thick cock. I’m so wet for you.* She was idly slipping a finger in and out of her slit, loving how slick it came away. She showed her wetness to him as she added another finger.
*Tell me how you would suck my cock.*
*I would start on my knees in front of you. I’d strip you slowly then get between your legs. I would lick you from shaft to head over and over again until you got hard for me.*
*I would already be hard for you.*
*I’d keep licking you, soaking your cock in my spit. Then I would use my tongue to swirl around that big, throbbing head. Then I’d close my lips around the head and start to suck as I flick my tongue against you too. I would go slow first, focusing on the head before I took you more and more covering your cock with my wet lips.*
*I bet you are amazing at sucking cock. That sounds so hot.*
*I’ve never had any complaints anyway ?*
*Is your pussy wet imagining sucking my hard cock?*
*I’m dripping for you.*
*I bet you are. Get your toys.* She made her way to her bedroom and opened the box she kept hidden under her bed.
*Take the thick one and get it inside you.* She shows him a video of it splitting the pink lips of her pussy at it forces its way inside her. This is her biggest toy and always leaves her feeling stretched out every time she uses it.
*Mm it feels so good inside. I want your cock though; I want you to grip my hips and fuck my wet little cunt.*
*You have no idea how much I want to fuck that sweet little pussy. I bet you taste amazing.*
*Tell me what you would do to me.* She is moving the dildo in and out of her pussy, building up speed as she grows more and more wet.
*I’d bend you over your sofa and bury my massive cock in your pussy. I know you’d be wet enough to take me in one go. I’d sink so deep inside you it would feel like you were stretched to burst. I’d fuck you hard and fast and cum right in your cunt. Then I’d use my cum as lube to fuck you with the big end of that wine bottle as I licked your gorgeous little clit until you can’t think straight.*
*Fuck I want you to do that so badly. I’m so close.* She was furiously rubbing her clit whenever she wasn’t using that hand to text as she pounded her own pussy with the thick, long dildo. It still wasn’t as thick or long as the cock he had shown her in his photos though. Her phone rang, it was him and she answered immediately.
“Cum for me Lucy, let me hear it.” She rubbed and rubbed her clit as the dildo speared her pussy.
“I can hear how wet you are, it’s so sexy. I’m gonna cum too.” She could tell he was close; his words came in stunted gasps as his breath grew heavier and heavier. She felt the unmistakable tingle in her clit as a warmth starting in the pit of her stomach flooded through her entire body. Her knees shook as her pussy contracted around the solid shape of the toy.
“Oh god, I’m cumming!” She cried down the phone as she continued to pound her pussy.
“Ugh, mmm, fuck, me too” He moaned, undoubtedly jerking his cock faster and faster as streams of cum escaped his cock. He hung up then and she lay in a post orgasm pool of delight on her bed.
*No-one has ever made me cum the way you do.* His message was accompanied by a picture of his stomach covered in hot, thick jets of his own cum.
*Ditto.* She sent a picture in return of her dripping, slightly gaped pussy after she pulled the soaked dildo from her well fucked hole.
*I hope you know how sexy you are. Men must have to fight how much they want you.* She laughed at that. She certainly didn’t have a problem attracting men, but it was nothing like that and she told him so.
*Tomorrow at work, wear something sexy. A short skirt and a low top. Watch the men you work with. I bet they drool over you.*
*What if I wear this?* She sent him a photo of a tight-fitting black dress. It had a sweetheart neckline, and the skirt was tight on her ass, only just covering it leaving several inches of smooth, white thigh exposed. She figured she could wear pantyhose under and a blazer over the top and he would never know.
*Very sexy. Go for it.* And she did. She wore the dress the next day and decided against the pantyhose. She did wear a blazer though, at least at the start of the day. By her morning break she had taken it off. She noticed the eyes of every man in the office on her that day. The followed the lines of her legs all the way up to the hem of her skirt. The lingered on the obvious swell of her big, bouncing tits whenever they spoke to her. She texted the stranger and told him all of this and he told her it was making her hard imagining all those horny men drooling over her. About an hour before the end of the day she was alone in the printer room when a colleague she had always harbored a secret crush on came in to use the machine.
“Lucy, I gotta say, you look amazing today. Did you change your hair?” He is looking at her breasts as he speaks, flicking back to her face as he waits for her response.
“Oh, Bill, you’re so sweet!” She says, getting more than a little turned on by the way he is looking at her. She turns around as they talk and reaches up to grab a fresh pack of paper from a high shelf. Before she has time to react, she feels Bill move in close behind her. The heat of his body is less than a centimeter from her.
“Let me.” His hand is on the small of her back, almost on her ass in truth.
“Oh, thank you so much!” She’s wet now, he’s so close and smells so good. His hand lingers far longer than it needs to, and she is beginning to struggle to think straight. She wants it to move lower. God, she’s such a slut. All she wants is Bill to push her dress up and sink his cock into her. Poor Alex. She wishes he would take her roughly, fuck her hard, fuck her in the ass, do all the dirty things she talks to the stranger about. Bill grabs the paper, his hand circling round to her waist and pulling her against him ever so slightly. She pushes her ass against his crotch, and he coughs, caught by surprise a little. He smiles as he hands her the paper and she could swear that his pants strain a little at the crotch as he turns and leave, winking at her as he does.
She immediately texts the stranger to relay this encounter to him, having a feeling he will get a thrill out of it.
*Well, you’ve just got me hard at work!*
*I know, I’m dripping wet too.*
*Go to the bathroom.* She does and locks herself in a cubicle just as an incoming video call flashes on her screen. His cock is rigid and fills her phones display. She sits down on the toilet and spreads her legs, slowly rolling her panties down. As his hand works his shaft, she slips two fingers inside herself pumping her slit fast. It only takes a few seconds before they both cum and hang up the phone.
The entire rest of the day she felt amazing. Her confidence was at an all time high, something she felt had been dwindling over the last few months as she felt less and less desired by Alex. It had been such a turn on to know that her body, in a simple dress was enough to provoke that response from Bill, and from the stranger. She spoke to the stranger that night about how confident it had made her feel.
*What did you want him to do to you?*
*I wanted him to bend me over and fuck me so badly. I wished his dick was in my pussy and his thumb up my ass.*
*I think you should wear your plug to work tomorrow, and a similar dress. Maybe bend over in front of him and let him get a look.*
She already knew she was going to do it before she went to bed that night. The only question in her mind was weather she would let him touch her if he tried. She didn’t think he would try. And she was certain she wouldn’t actually let him do anything if he did, but it was a thrill to imagine all the same. She knelt on all fours on her bed and eased a dildo inside her as she closed her eyes and imagined Bill bending her over the printer and taking her from behind. She imagined what it would feel like if he swapped to her ass and the stranger filled the vacant spot in her pussy and came hard before falling asleep.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lho0gl/i_miss_sexting_part_3_mf_sexting_toys_teasing