Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46202 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46202 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Or maybe not exactly the same, but she’s not put off by the idea.
She wants me to explain what I’d do.
I groan as my cock twitches, tension pulsing up and down my length. My balls are so full, swelling with come, the base of my shaft thick and even tenser.
Everything is roaring for a release.
I type, Danielle, my breath coming quickly and urgently. How do I know this is you…
What, you want a picture too?
I want to see what you’re wearing. Or not wearing. Fuck, you get me so excited.
I could maybe take a picture in my bra if you want?
Yes, I want. I want very badly.
Okay. But please don’t share it anywhere. This is all so crazy and new to me.
I’d never show anybody, I type, then add the kiss. X.
I leave out the part where I’d turn full savage if another person even tried to look at this image.
Half a minute later, my whole world comes slamming down. My hand is gripped so tightly around the phone my knuckles turn white.
There’s no way I can ever go back, not as I stare at this picture, at my woman.
She’s taken it in the bedroom from a high angle, aiming it down her full flushed cheeks and the upper half of her torso. Her juicy, gorgeous breasts are barely contained in her flesh-colored bra and look like they’re on the verge of spilling out.
For me.
Is that okay?
You are so sexy, Danielle. It’s more than okay. I feel like a wild animal just looking at it. If I was there, I’d tear off that bra so damn quickly, then bury my hands in those beautiful big breasts. I’d massage them as I kissed your lips hard, letting you feel how horny I am. Then I’d suck your perfect nipples as I slid my hand up between your legs and my other hand around to your ass. I’d INDULGE in your curvy body.
My mind is hazed over with desire now, my gaze fixated on Danielle. Her cheeks are the deepest red, her eyes wide.
At the same time, they scream fuck me, and also like she’s nervous like she needs her older man to show her the way.
Her breasts are squashed deliciously into that bra, making my mouth water, making my cock ache.
Oh my God, she replies. Do you like…my body?
It’s perfect. I love how curvy you are. I’m typing so fast. I want to sink my hands into your body, your wide hips, and then your thick ass. I’m so hard right now, Danielle, thinking about your ass. I want to bend you over and massage it, lose myself in it, then take out my massive cock and slip it between your cheeks, slide back and forth until you’re crazy with how bad you want your needy little pussy played with.
I’m panting, surprised my tongue isn’t hanging out. It’s like there’s a beast inside of me, breaking freer and freer with each word.
What would you do to my you-know-where?
You shy thing. Can’t you say it?
Damien. I’m going crazy here.
I smirk savagely, my thoughts too loud with Danielle to think of anybody or anything else. My hand moves down to my length, reaching into my underwear and grabbing onto it when it springs free.
I scroll up to the photo of her, staring at it as I stroke.
Damien?
I’m looking at that photo again. And doing more than looking.
I’m doing more than look, too.
Oh yeah? What are you doing?
I type one-handed as I move my hand up and down my huge rock-hard length, imagining I’m slipping between those breasts, pushing in and out as she stares up at me, wide-eyed, shocked, but knowing her experienced man is going to lead the way.
I’m getting excited about what you’re sending me
You’re so hot when you’re shy. Do you mean you’re playing with that tight young slit for me?
Yes. I am. But I want more.
So do I. Show that big round fucking PERFECT ass.
And nobody else will ever see? Do you promise?
I can delete them as soon as this conversation is over. I just need to see you, Danielle. My cock is so hard that I feel like I’m going to explode. I can’t stop thinking about fucking those big tits of yours, slipping my shaft in and out, and then lifting you up and placing you on the bed. On your back. I’d lean over you, Danielle, and stroke my cock up and down your pussy, over your lips and your clit, teasing you even more until you start begging for it.
You’re making me so crazy.
A photo comes through half a minute later.
My mouth falls open as I stare down at it.
Danielle is bent over in the bathroom, sticking her hips out. The angle of the photo shows her ass in the reflection of the mirror, and her face is in the foreground, closer than before, so I can see the flush on her cheeks is a deeper shade of red.