I chuckle, my cheeks heating. “Yeah, well, things have changed since then.”
Truth is, I wanted to say these things to her back then, but I wasn’t brave enough. And I’ve really got nothing to lose right now, so why not?
“It’s hot,” she says. “Keep going.”
“It’s a shame it’s been so long since I’ve been inside of you,” I murmur, swiping my thumb over the tip of my dick, spreading around the pre-cum dripping from my slit. “I’m craving your body.”
“Is that right?” she purrs.
“Mmhmm. I’m craving it constantly.”
“But what about your girlfriend?” she asks, words still breathy, but I don’t miss the bite to her tone either.
“I told you, Sunny, we broke up.”
Charley huffs out a small chuckle before saying, “Can I ask you a question?”
“You can ask me anything, Sunny.”
She moans at that, making my balls throb. “Have you ever thought of me when you were fucking her?”
Oh fuck…
“More than once,” I admit, knowing I should be ashamed of that truth, but I’m not. At least not right now.
“Fuck, Graham,” she moans. “I wish you were here right now.”
“Me too. I’d have your legs wrapped around my waist while my dick filled your pussy.”
“Yes…”
“Your nails raking down my back while your sexy little moans filled my ears, like they are right now.”
“Graham… Fuck, I need you.”
“Remember that night in the field right before you left for college?” I ask, the memory vivid in my mind, like it happened last night. “You were in that cute little sundress, sitting in my lap as we made out. Your knees were digging into the dirt as you were grinding in my lap, riding my cock.”
Charley giggles. “I remember.”
We groan in unison.
“I wanna feel you wrapped around me like old times. Feel your pussy get wetter, and your moans get more desperate, then feeling you let go as you came all over my dick.”
“Fuck…” Charley gasps. “Keep talking, Graham. I’m so close.”
Her soft, yet needy moans fill the line, and I’m right there with her.
“I’m picturing us back in that field right now,” I say. “You in my lap, my dick deep inside of you as you grind on me like you did that night. No matter how hard you try to keep it down, you can’t. Your moans would fill the quiet night air as you bounced on my cock. You’d be dripping all over my balls, both of us getting closer. You gonna come with me, Sunny?” I ask, the pressure building at the base of my spine as my fist flies up and down.
“Yes,” Charley moans, deep and throaty.
“Such a good girl,” I growl. “Your pussy would contract around my dick, milking me for every last drop I have, wouldn’t it?”
She cries out, and I know she’s right on the precipice, like I am.
“Tell me how bad you want it, Sunny,” I beg. “Tell me how much you want me.”
“I’ve always wanted you,” she admits, moaning louder. “It’s… Fuck!” she gasps. “It’s always you.”
