Page 27 of Has-Been
When I told Ice I wanted to be able to contact her, he just rolled his eyes and handed me a phone, muttering something about how he was always two steps ahead of me, and to never forget it.
I almost wondered if he was setting me up, but I took the leap, and I really was messaging her. And did she really just ask me for a fucking dick pic? I was so tempted, especially since it was hard as a rock right now, just at the thought of messaging with her. Plus of course, that picture she sent, I could see her fucking pert nipples through another one of those skimpy vests of hers.
Jesus, I wanted to be sucking on them, as I finger fucked her. Oh hell… but I couldn’t, could I? When she lost her virginity, I wanted it to be on my dick, not my fingers. Yeah, I’m definitely going to hell.
E:We could work up to the dick pic? Want me to send you a picture of more of me?
Fuck yes. I wanted to see every creamy inch of her perfect skin, and I desperately wanted to see that sweet pink pussy of hers, preferably glistening with need for me.
Me:I want to see ALL of you. I’ll settle for seeing your fingers between your legs.
I deleted that one because what the fuck? I’d scare her off, wouldn’t I? Instead I sent this.
Me:I wish we were in the same room right now. I’d strip off your skimpy little clothes, and feast my eyes on you. You’re gorgeous, babe, and way too fucking good for me.
Truth hurts, like a knife to the heart.
E:That’s bullshit. Okay, send me the dick pic.
What? I hit the call button instead, and her voice was breathy when she answered. Was she horny like me? Was she so fucking desperate to come that she was already riding her fingers?
“Babe, no dick pics. I want to show you in the flesh.”
She giggled, and that sound went right to my dick.
“I wish you could sneak into my room, Has-Been.”
“Call me Has. It’s less of a mouthful.” Then I smirked.“Unlike me.”
She gasped, and then there was that sweet giggle again.
“You’re so rude.”
“You have no idea, babe. Jesus, you have no idea how sexy you sound right now. My dick is so fucking hard, and all I have is my own damn hand.”
She made a sound, kinda like a whimper, but gaspy too.
“Are you touching yourself, Elise? Are you tweaking that little clit of yours while I talk to you? Do you want me to fuck my hand to the sound of you getting off?”
What the hell am I doing? Dirty talking with a fucking virgin? I could be scaring the hell out of her.
“Is this too much? Tell me to shut up if I’m freaking you out.”
Her response was a low groan, followed by a huffy noise.
“I might be a virgin but I’m not a pathetic little child, and yes, my fingers are on my clit. I’m so turned on by your messages, Has.”
I took my cock firmly in hand, and started jerking it. I was close already, just at this frustratingly distanced fucking foreplay session we had going on.
“Did you suck them first, so they’re nice and wet, babe?”
I heard her breath catch in her throat, and then I heard movement, the rustling of bedding.
“No, I was plenty wet enough, Has. My body is so ready for you.” She’s going to be the death of me!
An animalistic surge of desire nearly made me lunge up off my bed, and hammer on her door until she let me in. Would I even be able to fucking ignore that desperate need for her?
Elise
