by Lily Angelo
J. Doe:Okay so whats next? What about me? I need to get mine in the story too.
Me:Not on this round Babe :), This 1 was all about me :)
J. Doe:You cant be serious…. keep writing, texting, typing…. whatever, keep going!
Me:It’s time for u to use your imagination 2nit. Finish the story in your head ;)
J. Doe: You’re a mean person Lily
Me:There’s always next time. Same bat-time, same bat-place 2mrw night?
J. Doe:Count on it!
Me:Goodnit Babe
J. Doe:Goodnight
We Should Try This
Me:Hey There, how was your day?
J. Doe:Tiring, tedious, meeting after meeting… blah, blah, blah… I’m ready to come home. How was yours?
Me:Good, the usual. A ltl writing, a ltl painting
J. Doe: Is your painting finished? What did u write about?
Me:No, the painting is in its prep stage right now. And I cant tell u what I wrote about. U’ll have 2 read it in my next book. :) But there is something I want us to try when u come home…
J. Doe:And what’s that?
Me:It’s kinda rape-ish, but I think u know how far 2 take it. Our safe word will be “smurfs”
J. Doe:I’m afraid to ask and why “smurfs”?
Me:Smurf because it’s cute and friendly. But the new thing I want to try is, u bonding my hands, putting a ball gag in my mouth and a pillow over my face, and fucking me until I can’t take anymore. Be ruf, smack me around a bit! :)
J. Doe:I’ll do that for u. A bad girl like u needs to be punished…
Me:;).. That’s the idea. I want u 2 take a belt or a piece of rope and lock it around my neck & fuck me from behind too
J. Doe:What am I going to do with you?
Me:Everything and some!!!! :)
J. Doe:I’m getting a call from my boss. Let me text u back in a few baby.
Me:K
His Wife
In this story, I’ll be texting the wife of the married man I’m having an affair with, but she doesn’t know about the affair.
Me: Hi
Karen: Who is this?
Me:Some1 that wants 2 get 2 know u better
Karen:I’m married and I don’t play games on the phone. I’ll report you to the police
Me:That’s not necessary. I just think you’re very pretty. I’m the woman that helped u pick up your things when u dropped your purse in the grocery store parking lot 2day.
Karen:Ok, how did u get this number?
Me:I kept the business card that fell out of your purse.
Karen:Like I said, I’m married and I’m straight
Me:For now u r…. Have u ever been with a woman?
Karen:No and I’m not interested
Me:I think you’re a little interested b/s you’re still texting me back ;). Where is your husband? (Knowing he’s not there, because he’s sleeping beside me at the very moment.)
Karen:He’s working
Me:Does he always work so much?
Karen:More than I’d like him to
Me:Well that’s more time u can spend with me. Don’t be offended by my question, but when was the last time the 2 of u made love?
Karen:I’m not going to answer that
Me:Cool. Can I ask u something else then?
Karen:Sure
Me:What r u wearing rit now?
Karen:The same thing I was wearing at the grocery store.
Me:Ok, I think I remember. Unbutton your blouse and send me a picture of your bra… Pleeeease ;)
Karen:Sending it now
Me:U have beautiful breasts. Take your bra off & send me a picture of your bare breasts
Karen:Ok
Me::) Mmmmmm, I like your perky ltl nipples. I want to suck them. Do u like having your breasts sucked?
Karen:Yes
Me:I think we should get together sometime. Would u like 2 have lunch 2mrw? Anywhere u want, my treat
Karen:I don’t know where yet but I’ll have an idea by tomorrow afternoon.
Me:Sounds good. Can I pick u up from work?
Karen:Yes. 12:30 sharp please
Me:No problem, I’ll be there :)
Sticky Palms
Me:Hey Baby, I got one for u 2nit!
J. Doe:I bet. U seem anxious to tell me about it so I won’t dely. Start the show…
Me:Ok, So I’m at home on a Sunday afternoon reading the Sunday paper when I come across a classified ad that says, “Fantasies Fulfilled, No Kids! No Animals! E-mail a description of your fantasy, date, time, and place to [email protected]. “ I’m horny and single so I spend the rest of the day contemplating if it’s something I should try. By nightfall, I’ve built up the nerve and I send my fantasy request. It reads:
“I want two men dressed in costumes—one a bunny, the other Batman. Costumes should have an opening at the crotch for easy access. Both men should have extremely large cocks. I want one of them sitting on each side of me at the Roanoke Movie Theatre on Terrace Avenue, tomorrow afternoon at 1 p.m. I’m going to jerk them off in the movie theatre while they fondle my boobs.”
J. Doe:Smh………..
Me:What? It’s fun… It’s fiction! :) So the next day I go to the theatre and wait patiently for my masked men to arrive. The movie starts and I check the time on my phone (1:15). I start to think the ad was a hoax and I settle in 2 watch the movie. Then I see light beaming into the theatre from behind me. In comes my bunny and my Batman. They do just as I’d requested and sit on either side of me. They both have Velcro pouches at their crotches that they quickly fold back and expose their King Kong cocks. I reach to get the lube from my purse and rub it between both hands. The bunny’s furry paw and Batman’s cold, leather glove go under my shirt and massage my boobs. I’m stroking both their cocks simultaneously, in long, smooth strokes—uuuup & dooooown. They throw their pelvises into my tight, slippery grips. They pinch and flick my nipples. I cross my legs and squeeze my thighs as hard as I can. I keep jerking them off and their moans are distorted under their masks. I grind and churn in my seat as they both put vice grips on my nipples, sending me over the edge. Bunny and Batman leave me breathless in the theatre with sticky palms.
J. Doe:That was different
Me:Did u get hard?
J. Doe:I always do……
Me:Then mission accomplished! That 1 was short, sweet, and a ltl silly, I think. Hey, will u dress up in a bunny costume for me? I wanna give u head while u have it on.
J. Doe:LOL… we’ll see
Detention
Me:Top of the evening 2 ya Babe!
J. Doe:Good evening. I was just thinking of you.
Me:And what were u thinking?
J. Doe:Those lips, those legs, that ass!
Me:Don’t get me started, u know I’m always ready for action! In person, and on paper! :)
J. Doe:That’s just what I was hoping to hear. What do u have for me 2night?
Me:I have a ltl something for u. :) 2night I’m going to be a naughty, rebellious teenager named Alex
J. Doe:Alex? Why that name?
Me:Short for Alexis
J. Doe:Oh, I see.
Me:I was in my World Religion class having a heated debate about God, politics, and human behavior.
“If God really exists, then why the Holocaust? Slavery? 911? Genocide?… I know we can’t pray and think it’s like rubbing a magic lamp and all our troubles will be instantly solved, but come on—these were mass killings and torture to innocent people. If prayer isn’t going to prevent things like this from happening, then why pray?
“God works in mysterious ways,” my Christian, conservative classmate, Sarah, answered.
“Really? That’s your only rebuttal? That’s all you have to say about that Forest?”
“God doesn’t owe you any explanations, Alex!” her voice filled with rising agitation.
“You’re right, he doesn’t owe me one. But don’t expect
me to quote tarnished King James scriptures and pray to a God that allows such awful things to happen to innocent people… and allows you to walk around wearing that sweater. You’re committing five fashion sins right now,” I joked and the class giggled at the obvious. Sarah’s face turned red and her eyes welled in embarrassment. “Go ahead and pray, Sarah. Maybe God will send a swarm of locusts to destroy me.”
“That’s enough Alex. I think you owe Sarah an apology,” my teacher, Mrs. West, mediated.
“What? If anything, her sweater owes all of us an apology. Okay, I’m sorry, Sarah,” I got up from my desk and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek—that made her even more uncomfortable. “And just to show u how sorry I am, I’m sending myself to ISS. I’ve had enough World Religion for one day. See you tomorrow, Mrs. West.”
“Enjoy detention, Alex,” Ms. West dismissed me going on with her lecture. I grabbed my backpack and walked down the empty hallways listening to the different lessons being taught. I reached the detention room and tapped on the door as I walked in.
“Guess I’m the only delinquent today, huh Mr. West?” I stated as I sat in the middle of the classroom facing Mr. West. “Does Mrs. West know you’re on detention duty today?”
“I don’t know, maybe.” he responded looking up from his book and peeking over his glasses. “Do you have any work to do?”
“I don’t know, maybe,” I mocked. He put his nose back into his book. Mr. West was a history teacher and basketball coach. If I had to make a comparison, I’d say he would put you in the mind of Will Smith-very cute. I fumbled through my bag and pulled out a notepad and a pencil to doodle with. I sat there, drawing quietly until my naughty cunt started to distract me. I tapped my pencil against my notepad and waited for Mr. West to look up at me. He must have been reading a best seller because he remained focused on his book. So I tapped harder. “Ah, there we go,” I thought to myself, after getting his attention. I was wearing a mini skirt and no panties; I did a slow Basic Instinct leg-cross. His eyes were glued to my freshly waxed, bald cunt. He nodded his head as if to say, “Don’t do that,” and quickly put his head back into his book. I knew he wouldn’t be able to focus after my display. I tossed my pencil a few feet from my desk. I waited to make sure Mr. West was watching before I went to fetch it. I slowly bent over, rubbing the back of my thigh and ass—my young, sweet pussy fully exposed. I retrieved my pencil, pulled the shades, and locked the classroom door. Mr. West had a nervous, frightened expression, but he didn’t do anything to stop me. I walked up to him, gripped the arms of his chair, and swung him towards me. I pulled the collar of my top, exposing my full, decadent breasts.
“Suck it, Mr. West,” pushing my nipple to his lips. He did exactly as I said, nothing more, nothing less. I watched from above as he twirled his tongue around my breast and gently milked it.
“Suck it harder!” I demanded, squeezing the back of his neck. “Yes, that’s it,” I patted his head in approval. A mound grew under his slacks.
“You like that Mr. West? You like the way my tits taste in your mouth?” He nodded yes, wildly sucking and licking my breasts. “Put your fingers inside me,” I directed his next move. He massaged my insides and my wetness saturated his palm. “Okay, I’m ready for you to fuck me Mr. West.” I leaned over his desk and arched my ass in the air. I heard him hustling to unfasten his belt and trousers. I finally heard him make some kind of noise—he groaned as he pushed himself inside of me. I rocked my ass rhythmically to meet Mr. West’s thick cock. “Fuck me harder Mr. West!” I kept my voice low so our sounds wouldn’t escape the room. The desk shook each time Mr. West drove himself into me, papers fell and pens dropped. We arrived at the sound of the bell. Mr. West’s cum splattered across my backside. I snatched a few Kleenexes, cleaned myself, and went to Pre-Calculus.
J. Doe: I think I’m ready to come home and bend you over my desk.
Me:Can’t wait! So that concludes my story-telling for the evening. Tell me about your day….