S had been teasing me for weeks. We hadn’t been able to get together but we had been chatting consistently through text. Flirting was always involved in our conversations. I could hardly make it a few sentences without throwing something cheesy or suggestive into our chat. She was always on my mind and it was impossible to ignore.
She was stunning. Blonde. Pretty green eyes. Tatted. Unreal legs and a matching ass from years of soccer. Perky tits and a traditionally gorgeous face. No one would ever expect her to act the way that she did with me. She looked innocent. But she was as flirtatious with me as I was with her.
She had been messaging me one evening, really flirting it up. Photos of her in the bathtub. Her toy in her hand. The thought of her laying there submerged in the warm water with her thighs spread and a vibrator on her clit drove me wild. She always loved when I would sext with her. Tell her what I wanted to do with her body while she played with herself. It was always a struggle typing while stroking myself. I wish we would have just video chatted so she could watch me, while I watched her. A little mutual masturbation is incredibly hot. Maybe sometime soon.