So - The Boy sent me that first picture and I was so hot, so quickly, that I was a little shocked at my reaction - I'm not some schoolgirl unable to control her feelings yet there I was standing in a toilet at work, bent double over that image on the little screen of my phone, finger fucking myself into a hugely intense series of orgasms.
Afterwards, sitting there with my knickers round my ankles, getting my breath back, I sent the picture on to Steve , with the message that I seemed to have an admirer..
I also replied to The Boy, complimenting him on his "appearance". I couldn't help but ask him how many times he'd thought of me when he got hard like that. Steve replied first - I've deleted his text unfortunately but it was very similar to "fucking hell - we have GOT to get that thing inside you - I want to see you cum on it"
As I was walking back to my office The Boy replied - and his texts I am able to repeat accurately as I kept them all, and still do in fact.. "think of u all the time and wank over you sometimes 5 or 6 times a day u r so fucking hot. glad u like my cock its only this hard for you"
I was getting a little light headed by now - walking in a meandering pattern towards my desk - I had to get a grip for the rest of the day and get some work done. I replied to The Boy that I was really busy but please could I call him when I left the office for a chat. He replied immediately "yes pls".
Sitting back at my desk I tried to focus on something constructive for the next couple of hours, which was going pretty well until about 4 o'clock in the afternoon when I got another text message from The Boy; "guess what im doing?", he asked. I replied, "knitting?", or something equally fatuous. His next message explained, quite graphically, exactly what he was doing;
Well, good God, I felt the tingle between my legs again and my nipples jumped against my blouse as I studied the picture, holding the phone close to my face to get as good a look as I could. Again I forwarded the picture message to Steve and told him I was going to talk to The Boy later that evening on the way home in the car. Steve replied within seconds, saying "when you do, conference me in first, i'll stay on mute and listen"
We had played similar phone related games before, and I replied "course". I then replied to The Boy; "not knitting then. good god you have a great cock - are you going to cum? what are you thinking about?"
a few minutes later I got another picture message from him, answering both my questions and causing me to have a delicious little "non contact" orgasm there at my desk. the image he sent was of his computer monitor, clearly showing one of the naked pictures of me with a thick, thick wad of creamy cum covering half the screen.
I really liked this lad.
I teased myself for the rest of the afternoon and forced myself to stay until at least 20 minutes after I normally would have left the office. Getting into the car I turned on the hands free and as I drove out of the car park I dialled Steve, who answered after 1 ring. After establishing that he had left work early to go home and wait for this call (perks of the job I guess) and that he was lying on the bed with his cock in his hand and his earpiece plugged into his phone, he went onto mute and I dialled The Boy, conferencing Steve in as soon as it started to ring.
The Boy answered after a few seconds, just as I pulled into the traffic for my normal hour behind the wheel to get home.
"Hi", he said, sounding nervous, but also unmistakably excited. "Hi", I replied. There was a pause. "So, um... It was nice of you to send me those pictures", I continued, "you have a very nice, ah, body..."
"Thanks - so do you, I mean, yours is fucking awesome, sorry, awesome..", he gushed.
"Do your really find me that attractive - I mean, you've really, you know, made yourself cum, looking at me?", I asked.
"Fuck, yes, I mean, yeah - loads of times - I haven't looked at anyone else, not even porn or anything, since I met you and Steve sent me those pictures - you're sort of stuck in my head. Last night I was half way through dinner, I'd only just wanked off over you like 5 minutes before, my dad was talking to me about something but you popped into my head again and my cock just started to throb, I got up and left the food, ran upstairs and brought myself off again - it's like, really intense..", He said.
I was seriously wet by now, especially as I was aware that Steve was listening to all of this and would be absolutely loving every second. I also knew he would want me to behave like a slut, which to be honest is not much of a reach for me.
"So, do you want to fuck me?", I asked, deadpan. "JESUS - YES! I mean, really? could I? would you - what about Steve?", The boy was obviously very excited at this prospect.
"Steve? Oh - don't worry about him. He knows the score - he likes me to be happy, and I like cock. lot's of cock - just at this moment I really like your cock in particular. If you want to fuck me then come round to the house in 2 hours"
"God - I'll be there.. what, um, what do you like?", he asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, um, if I'm honest I've not been with that many girls and, well, some seem to like different things, so, erm..", he said, struggling a little.
"I like everything", I replied, "and your inexperience doesn't bother me in the slightest - in fact it's quite a turn on if I'm honest - It's been a long time since I had someone as young as you. How many girls have you been with?"
"Well, actually you know, done it with.... two.. and I've messed around with a couple more..", he said, quietly..
Being someone's third ever fuck had an immediate appeal - I was also certain I'd be his first proper fuck if everyone he'd been with so far was his own age.
"Listen", I said, "I'll do you a deal. I know that most young men are like rabbits - they cum quickly but are hard again almost immediately. I don't care how quickly you cum and you can have me as many times as you want, you can do anything you ever saw in a porn movie or imagined in your wet dreams to me, anything at all - on one condition. Steve will watch us."
Silence, for ten or twenty long seconds, just his breathing.
"OK - but... won't he mind? I work for him..it could be, erm.. tricky..", he mumbled.
"I promise you it will do your career no end of good if Steve sees me cum on your cock young man, trust me."
"Really? God, OK, yes, fucking great.. I mean, thankyou...I can't wait - so hard already..", he said, excitement evident in his voice again.
"Well why don't you lie back, stroke that big cock of yours and tell me all about it until you cum - then you can get ready and come over to the house and put it inside me.", I said, knowing that Steve had probably already cum at least once listening at home.
"Hmmm, yes...OK...I'm very hard, got my right hand on my cock, my balls are all tight from talking to you..I've got the pictures of you on a slideshow on my TV at the end of the bed.. I'm wanking - up and down my cock - Jesus, getting harder, its sort of painful how fucking hard it is now.."
I could clearly hear his breathing and the rhythmic rustling of his bedding as he stroked his cock.
"That's very good", I told him, "keep stroking it and imagine what you're going to do to me very soon - I'm going to take your cock in my mouth and suck it, then , when it's as hard as it is now I'm going to sit on it, push it deep into my pussy - " "Please", he interrupted, "please can you say 'cunt' for me? I love it when women say it - they, uh, never do.."
"I'm going to push it deep into my wet cunt", I continued, clearly hearing him gasp as I said the word and his hand movements speed up audibly. "My cunt will be so fucking wet that it's going to make your cock very, very slippery - which is exactly how it will need to be when I take it out of my cunt and put it into my arse.."
"FUCK - into ... into your fucking arse... yes...yes.."
"And you can cum in there, empty your balls and pump into my arse, then I'll take you back in my mouth and make you grow again, make you hard again and then I'll get on my knees and turn my back to you and reach between my legs and pull your cock into my cunt and tell you to fuck me hard until you cum inside me... Then, guess what? I'm going to make you hard again.."
The noise from the other end of the phone as I trickled along in traffic, and trickled into my knickers, was incredible. I could hear bed springs, what sounded like a head board thumping on the wall and his breathing - loud, fast, ragged.
"Yes, oh yes", he said and I could tell his teeth were clenched - "I'm gonna..Oh, I'm gonna fuck you so hard...cum in your arse and your fucking cunt...right in front of Steve...gonna go down on you...jesus...gonna make you cum..FUCK...gonna, gonna..GONNA - FUCKING HELL!" As the movement noises reached a crescendo I talked quickly "Yes - that's it baby, stroke it harder, thats it - don't speak - just cum, cum for me.. make it spurt - come on - do it, do it, do it.."
He did it - that's for sure. It was a full minute before he recovered the strength to speak again..
"So - can I really, you know, come round, still?"
"You'd fucking better, my boy", I said, giggling but serious, "you've got a lot of promises to keep".
Anyone like to hear the conclusion? I'm going to put Brad AND Antonio to some use..phew..
x
1 comment:
Christ! Thanks hun - that was amazing! The Boy must think he's died and gone to heaven. If he's only been with girls his own age, you just now he's in for a treat, fucking a woman like you. You've just made me hard again and I can't wait to read the next instalment. This could be very awkward for Steve if The Boy were to brag at work about fucking you, but I guess you're both happy he can keep schtum.
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