Chloe: I guess I’m not like most girls. :)
Cain: Still not happening.
Chloe: When are we going to go out again?
Cain: Tomorrow?
Chloe: Okay!
Cain: I’ll pick you up this time. Send me your address.
She sent me her address and I fumbled my way into adding it to her contact information. We traded a few more texts, but no pictures, and then we finally said goodnight. I rolled over to my side with Chloe practically stuck in my head. I flipped to the last picture she sent, and I just couldn’t control myself. My cock was throbbing so much it was starting to hurt. I shoved my boxers down, wrapped my hand around my dick, and started to stroke it as I stared at her picture. I was engorged with lust in a matter of seconds.
In three months, I’m going to do so many dirty things to you that you’ll never stop begging for more.
I could taste Chloe on my lips, imagine what was hiding behind her arm—and dream about what was beneath the edge of the picture—her sweet cherry. When the time came, I was going to do more than claim it—I was going to devour it. She was so fucking gorgeous. It should have been a crime to even see the outline of her body on the screen.
Those tits. Those soft pouty lips. They’re going to be all mine.
My hand started to gain momentum, furiously stroking my length as I imagined how amazing her tight virgin pussy would feel when I was inside it. She had never given it to a man, and I was going to be the first. I would wait until the time was right. Three months might be too soon, or too late. The rules gave us a parameter, but I was going to do what felt right. She was worth the wait. Everything she went through had made her stronger and when she finally gave herself to me, she was going to know that I would be her first—and her last.
I’m going to savor every moment until the time finally comes…
My cock started to throb in my hand and then it pulsated against my fingers. It had been so long since I had chased a release that it was going to be over even before the fantasy was complete. That was okay—my hand was barely more than a placebo for what I really wanted it. It was just all I had. I stroked myself faster and felt the pressure in my balls. A few seconds later, cum surged through my shaft and erupted. I kept going until every drop was drained, and then my hand fell away.
Goodnight sweet Chloe. I’ll see you tomorrow.
