Page 9 of Dirty Little Virgin
Get it and put it where you’d like my cock to be, my love.
Can you please refrain from saying words likelove? I know you don’t love me. I don’t want this to get to that level. Ever!’
“Damn!” I groan at her mouthy reply.
I type in,How aboutbaby, then?
I suppose that’ll be okay. I’ll be right back. I have to lube it all up. What color is your hair?
“Whatever color you want it to be, baby,” I say out loud as I type,Brown.
It takes her a while to get back to me, and I stop rubbing my cock as I wait for her. I’ve never done this shit before. This is new to me. It’s a little weird, and I wish like hell I could actually fuck her. I wonder if that will ever be a possibility.
Brown? How long is it?she writes back.
My hand begins to move on my cock again.Short on the sides, long on top. Long enough you can run your hands through it. Your hair color?
Black. Shoulder length. I just got it cut.
I like long hair, so I type,Let it grow. I want to braid it when you come to me. Now tell me what you long for, Jade. Long walks on the beach, or hot nights in the sheets?I laugh as I use the corny-ass line.
Come to you?she writes.
Fantasy play, baby. Just go with it. And do you have that dildo going?
I do,’ she sends me.And I think I’d like to see what it’d be like in your sheets, Pierce.
Really?
This is a fantasy, remember?she types back.
Mentally, I scold myself for being so quick to type that. What an amateur!
Just seeing if you were paying attention. Okay, I like to fuck hard. Push that cock into your sweet cunt. Is it vibrating?’
Oh yeah,’she writes.And you want me to do it real hard, don’t’ you?
Real hard. Slam my cock into your hot pussy, baby. Slam me in there until you’re ready to pop, then stop.
I wait, stroking my cock as I think about my real cock going into her tight virgin canal. Man, I want her!
I’m on the edge. Now what?she sends me.
The grin that forms is something I’m sure looks sadistic as I type,Place that cock in your mouth and taste yourself, baby.
No fucking way!
DO IT!I wait and wait.
After about three minutes, she sends,Oh my God! I did it! And I kind of made out with the vibrator. Oh God! I’m sick, aren’t I? Oh, don’t bother answering that. I know I am. I need to go. You have me doing terrible things. Bye.
You’re not sick, Jade. Fuck, stop being such a prudish baby!
I am a prude, aren’t I?Her words echo in my head.I’ll never be an erotic or even a comedy romance writer. I’ll most likely write boring articles for the newspaper and live in a house full of cats. Sorry to have bothered you.
Sitting up, I hurriedly type,Don’t end this! Please, don’t. Jade, I’d like to talk to you more. I really would. I’m the kind of man who likes to see dreams come to fruition, much like in the scenes I create with the subs. And damn it, I want to create something for you. How about a scene where you’re already a celebrated author of erotic romance? A cool, sultry vixen you are. At your first awards ceremony, I escort you to the podium to accept your award as the best writer in the universe.’
This is silly,she writes back, but I’m happy she’s still there.
