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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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When she logged in again, she had ten new private messages.
She opened ChocolateyGoodness's first. "Fucking hell, that was hot," it said. "Will you do it again, just for me?"
Anna hit reply. "Send me a photo and I might not be able to resist "
The photo when it arrived was definitely not a disappointment. He had exercised some caution too, and it showed him from the neck down, naked in a full length mirror. His body, too, was toned from the gym, his skin was a rich brown. She wanted to scrape her teeth over his jutting collarbone and lick him all over, from his biceps to his sculpted chest to the erect cock he held in his palm, strands of pre-cum connecting the head to his fingers.
Bored&Horny: Is that for me?
ChocolateyGoodness: That's what happened when I watched your video.
Anna's knickers were drenched. This time she selected the magic wand again from her toybox, stripping off her clothes. She knew she would cum quicker this time and propped his photo, displayed on her iPad, within view before starting to film. "This is just for you, babe," she said, into the camera. "I want to scoop up all that precum with my tongue before you fuck me." The tingle deep in her core began to radiate outwards until she was bucking and convulsing in orgasm and crying, "Oh God, I'm cumming!" She wished she knew his real name.
He was more than happy with the show, though. "Amazing," his next PM said. "So horny. I came so hard. Do you cam?"
"Cam?"
"Or Skype? We can masturbate for each other live on cam."
"I don't know about that," Anna typed, hesitantly.
"Think about it."
. . .
New PM from ChocolateyGoodness: Did you think about it, Anna? I've thought of nothing else. Skype with me.
Bored&Horny: It scares me.
ChocolateyGoodness: Why?
Bored&Horny: Too real.
ChocolateyGoodness: Watch this.
"This" was a video of him masturbating, saying her name, talking about how he'd like to fuck her up the arse. She almost came on the spot. It was still shot from the neck down, standing in front of that same full-length mirror. His fingers formed a tight circle, nearly as tight as her anus, and he thrust his cock in and out of it. The room was warm, Anna knew, but she was shivering.
Frightened by her overpowering lust, she closed the PM window and read the other posts on her thread.
CheatingSpouse: Anna, I'm an arse man. Can I see it?
Anna dug around in her underwear drawer and located a pair of fishnet hold-ups, which she pulled up over her smooth legs, then stepped into a pair of high red court shoes. She propped up her phone on her bookcase and turned her back on it, bending forward from the waist and putting her palms on her knees. She was going for Marilyn Monroe. She was delighted with the resulting snap and posted it.
CheatingSpouse: You angel. Beautiful bum. Will you spread your cheeks so I can see your little hole?
Blushing, she did as he asked.
CheatingSpouse: Mmmmmm. Delicious. Off for a leisurely wank now.
Anna giggled.
MrStiffy: OK, Anna. It's time for a full body shot, including your face.
Bored&Horny: No fucking way! Anyone might see this! Even my husband.
MrStiffy: "Ask Anna Anything", it says. You may be in contravention of the trades descriptions Act.
ChocolateyGoodness: Wear a mask or a blindfold over your eyes, Anna.
Now, that was an idea. Anna had attended a masked ball the previous year and it didn't take her long to track down the golden Venetian mask she had worn. She put it on and looked at her reflection in the medicine cabinet mirror. She was confident she was unrecognisable, provided she covered the tattoo on her left hipbone. She put her hands low on her hips. Perfect.
She paused before posting the photo. This felt much riskier than anything she'd done before, but it was a massive turn on. The juices were bubbling between her legs. She hit "OK".
The response was overwhelming.
ChocolateyGoodness PMed again. "You are so fucking hot. Please Skype with me. Just as you are right now. Here's my number."
She was too turned on to refuse and in seconds she had him on her screen, quite naked but wearing sunglasses. She giggled.
"Good look, huh?" he said.
"You're gorgeous," she said, truthfully, nipples hardening as she gazed at his athletic body and hard, veiny dick.
"You too," he said.
He took his cock in his hand, stroking it and showed her the glistening pre-cum leaking from its head. "That's all for you, Anna. So much lubrication. There'll be no problem sliding it into your arsehole." He made that tiny circle with his fingers again and forced his dick through it.
"Is that as tight as your arsehole, Anna?"
"Yes," she breathed.
"Touch yourself," he told her.
She began to use her fingers, sucking them first for lubrication, making him catch his breath.
"God, I wish you were here with me," she told him. "I wish it was your tongue on my clit right now instead of my fingers." She spread her outer labia with her index and little fingers and slid her middle finger very slowly into her wet pussy with a moan of satisfaction.
His fist was around his cock, slick and white with his pre-cum. "That's it, Anna. Finger fuck your little pussy."
Her eyes travelled over his body, imagining his hands on her breasts, his hips between her thighs and her fingers worked harder between her thighs. With her free hand she cupped her breast, kneading, pinching her nipple and rolling it between her fingers. "What's your name?" she asked urgently. "I need to know what to call you."
"Call me Raf," he said finally.
"Oh Raf, suck on my nipples," she said, writhing and bucking on the bed. "Fuck me Raf. Take me up the arse." And her words became less coherent as her orgasm approached.
He was about to cum too, jacking his dick hard. "I'm going to fuck you, Anna, hard in your little white arsehole, fuck you so hard. Get ready for it, babe: I'm going to cum so deep -" Simultaneously, they climaxed, Anna's back arching violently, he spraying cum over the mirror.
She gasped and panted. "Th- that was so good, Raf," she stammered.
"You were great, Anna," he agreed. "I'm working from home tomorrow and the wife's out all day. Want to do it again?"
"Yes," she said. "I do." |
