Allison
I bit my bottom lip, waiting for Jayden’s reply, which seemed to take forever. What the hell was he typing? The message bubble kept floating for what felt like an eternity, and at this point, the sexual tension might disappear.
As soon as the message came through, I eagerly zoomed in on my phone’s screen as if I couldn’t see. I swear I could have read it aloud if I had no morals.
Jayden: I understand, and I swear to you, if you hadn’t added the P. S., I would’ve asked you to tell your mom to take those pictures with you being nasty.
I scoffed, shaking my head at his outrageous comment. The hell was wrong with Jayden and his mouth? I typed effortlessly before hitting the send key.
Me: You are crazy, aren’t you?
Jayden: *sends his dick pic leaking with precum* More than you can imagine, and it’s all your fault, baby.
My folds soaked again, reigniting the nearly faded sexual desire.
Another message followed immediately before I could type anything.
Jayden: Is there a toilet seat there?
I looked around and noticed the water closet in front of me.
Me: Yeah.
Jayden: Close the water closet and sit on it, baby.
I walked up to the water closet, put the seat down, and sat on it. Afterward, I sent him a “Done” message.
Jayden: Sit at the edge of the toilet and spread your legs wide for me, baby.
Me: Done.
Jayden: That’s not how to sext, Alli. Use lewd words! Make it as erotic as possible because I need my cock as hard as a rock.
Me: Are you mad at me?
Jayden: Obviously… Or should I take this sexting stuff to my girlfriend?
My face fell, and I didn’t realize I had typed the word and hit send.
Me: No.
Jayden: Good girl. Now spread your legs for me so I can get my hard cock in there… Virtually, of course.
Me: They’re open for you.
Jayden: Touch your folds while I touch my huge dick, baby.
Me: I’m doing that, and it feels so good.
Jayden: Yes, baby, it feels good over here too. I might come soon.
Shit! I rubbed my clit faster, and an intense pleasure kicked in, making me feel like I was going to orgasm. My free hand gripped the phone tightly as I struggled to look at it in case any new messages appeared.
Jayden: Stop touching yourself.
I wondered why his message sounded so sudden and cold. I wanted to ask, but I had to be a good girl. I didn’t want him to leave me for Yvonne. Never!
Me: My hands are off.
Jayden: Lick your fingers for me. All of them.
I shoved my two fingers into my mouth and began to lick them as if they were his cock. I wished they were his cock, imagining licking and stroking it with my hand while it choked me, making my eyes almost turn white from the lack of breath.
What was I thinking? Was I really going crazy? No doubt, I was.
Jayden: Are all your fingers in?
Me: Yes, all of them.
Jayden: You see how good your wetness tastes on your tongue?
Me: Yes, so warm and good.
Jayden: Yes, baby. I wish I was there to taste it too.
Another message followed:
Jayden: Now, spread your legs wide for me and look at them.
I obeyed immediately, spreading them so wide that I was on my tiptoes.
Jayden: Now, take those fingers to your entrance and tease it. Do not insert them!
Me: Yes, I’m doing it now.
Oh yes, I was doing it. I teased and caressed my entrance, wishing I could go further, but I had to be an obedient slut. I did it for a few minutes and received no message from Jayden. I had to send one immediately because I couldn’t hold my feelings anymore.
Me: Can I put my fingers in now?
Jayden: No!
Me: Please!
Jayden: I love the way you beg like a slut waiting to be screwed.
Me: Yes, I’m that slut, so please let me fuck myself.
Jayden: No. Keep teasing your entrance until I tell you so. Guess the janitor will have to mop the entire place tirelessly because you’re going to flood it.
I swallowed hard, my eyes tearing up as I continued touching myself, desperate for release. Then, my phone vibrated. “Finally,” I whispered, checking the message.
It was from Jayden: “Video call me. I don’t want to call in case your phone rings out loud.”
What a sensible kid! With a smile, I pressed the video call icon, and it took him no time to answer. Now I could see him-his body, his long, hard dick-everything.
He was groaning softly, stroking his dick, which leaked precum. I couldn’t hold back anymore, so I decided to insert my fingers inside myself when he suddenly said, “Don’t you dare!”
“Jayden, please,” I begged, my voice trembling with need.
“Let me see that pussy,” he said, and I lowered the phone to give him a view.
“Look at that beautiful little pink pussy,” he growled. “It’s calling my name while it shivers and releases all those juices.”
“Jayden…” I whispered, my desire mounting.
“Let me see that slutty face of yours,” he said, and I moved the camera back to my face. He smirked as he took in my appearance.
“Look at how erotic you look, baby,” he whispered. “You want to fuck yourself so badly.”
I nodded quickly, desperate for his permission.
“You didn’t beg me,” he said, his tone taunting.
“Please, please,” I cried, tears of frustration forming in my eyes. “Fucking please!”
At that point, I was breathing fast, and I could feel my entire body trembling with need. My thighs were already soaked and glistening with my wetness.
“Too late,” he said, his voice sinister, like he was the devil incarnate.
“So, what do you want me to do now?” I asked, feeling utterly desperate. “Let me fuck myself, Jayden. Please.”
“No,” he said again, his eyes scanning my body. “I want to see those breasts of yours. Those little pink buds of nipples. Show them to your stepbrother, little sister.”
“And if I show you?” I asked, my brows furrowing in a mix of confusion and desire.
He studied me for a moment, then laughed. “Oh my! Are you trying to reach a compromise with me, baby?”
“If it works that way, yes!” I replied coldly, matching his intensity.