Sometimes I wake up in a mood and this particular mood was after a weekend of fucking. I snapped a photo and sent it to Tony with, “I woke up this morning with my panties half way down. I think my body expected to get fucked.”
Tony: In the middle of the night, I woke up furiously fisting my cock…I was fucking you!
Me: Mmm, that explains a lot then. I need a fucking right now.
Tony: So do I. Wouldn’t it be cool to fuck right now!?
Me: Yes, it would. All the windows are open. It would be perfect.
Tony: Fuck yes!
Me: Show me something.
Tony: Mmm, suggestions?
Me: Your hand wrapped around your cock.
Within a few seconds I get another email with an attachment and it’s a very impressive hard cock with his hand wrapped around the base.
Me: You look crazy hard. There’s enough room to put in my mouth.
Tony: I am crazy hard.
Me: I want your crazy hard cock.
Tony: Can I put in your ass?
Me: Yes. Only if you come in my ass or come on my asshole.
Tony: You wet? I’m about to pee myself I’m so hard.
Me: Mmmm yes. I want to come. Roommate is in his room.
Tony: Show me something.
I smiled, grabbed my phone, went the bedroom and shot my hand down my panties. There was no second-guessing or hesitation and I emailed it off to him. I grabbed the vibrator and shoved it down my panties and pressed it against my clit. I rubbed, slipped the tip of the vibrator to the wetness pooling at my slit and dragged it back to my clit. I bit my lower lip thinking about Tony’s cock, thinking about him fucking my ass and wanting him to come.
Then Tony sent me a photo that will always make me feel so warm and tingly inside. The photo was him jerking off to my photo blown up on his laptop with, “Us. Now. We are fucking.” I felt the climb of my orgasm and I was dizzy with lust.
Me: Goddamn, you make me crazy.
Tony: I’m going to come soon… you?
Me: I can…
I stared at his photo… couldn’t hold it in anymore and I came so hard but stifling the noise was almost impossible as I groaned into my pillow. I lay there panting with my heart racing and my legs shaking.
Me: Fuck. I came so hard thinking about you fucking and coming in my ass.
Tony: Me too.
Me: You are a bad influence. Now I don’t want to finish my work. I just want to masturbate thinking about you the rest of the afternoon. Thank you. You are so fucking hot.
There you have it, an emailed cyber-masturbation session with Tony.