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No amount of words could describe the next picture that came in. Just feelings. And what I was feeling was not a normal response.
My panties were gone and so were his shorts. The hard tip of his shaft pressed against my glistening lips, hugging the swollen head of his penis while I slept.
Holy. Fuck.
A soft sigh escaped my lips. I became feverish and an aching throb resonated between my legs. My body tingled everywhere with feelings I didn't know how to put into words.
That was it. I was destined to go to hell for wanting more, for being soaking wet at the illicit image before me.
In the next photo, my entire body looked soft and inviting while Kova was partially in. Jesus Christ, a fucking moan vibrated in the back of my throat as I zoomed in on the length of his cock and our joined bodies. I was surprised he had such lewd photos of me, but thankful none showed my face.
But then he texted three little words that caused my stomach to plummet in what would undoubtedly change everything. My heart raced so hard my pulse thrashed in every spot on my body. I could hear it in my ears. My chest ached as I struggled for air. My panties were soaking wet and sticking to me.
Coach: It is live.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
I hadn’t noticed the little dotted circle in the top corner. I'd been too focused on the content, I completely skimmed over it.
Turning up the volume, I held the image down with my thumb…and fucking died.
Erotic sounds of a drag and a pull that could only be recognized as sex teased faintly in the background. And to my absolute shock, my hips shifted of their own accord as Kova slid in halfway. I was as drenched in this live photo as I was while I watched.
Then it stopped.
No! I watched it again and again, secretly wishing for more, but there wasn't any more to it.
Until he sent an actual video.
Heart in my throat, I pressed play and watched with parted lips and zealous eyes as fiery blood rushed through my veins. Kova had a hand clamped around my hip as he slowly pulled his bare cock out and inched back in halfway. My hips rose in need—or he lifted them—I wasn't sure, and a long mew echoed in the background. He pulled out and gripped his cock at the crown, using it to trace circles around my pink clit a handful of times before plunging back into my slumbering body, this time all the way. The view of the camera showed Kova's sexy toned pelvis contracting and flexing as he pushed his hips forward until he was flush against me. He was panting hard and a growl intertwined with a sensual moan. My pussy ached with desire as I watched his free thumb circle my clit, a loud sigh of pure abandon sounded in the background, and the faint flicker of a memory teased my mind.
His thumb picked up the pace and my hips stirred faster from his illicit touch. My breathing deepened, and I whimpered in noticeable pleasure in the video. There was no way to confuse the sounds fleeing me. Bits and pieces were coming back to me. I'd thought it was a deep sleep sex kind of dream I'd had that night. I remember waking up with a sweet, throbbing ache between my legs and wishing it were true. I undoubtedly loved every second, just like I did now. My hips moved and moved until I orgasmed over his cock in a slow, hard wave. A long dreamy moan played in the background that could never be confused for anything other than pure bliss.
The camera dropped from his hand and fell into the sheets. I couldn't see anything now save for a black screen, but I could hear the grunting and groaning and sounds of euphoria that came from Kova. My
panties were soaking wet as I listened in fascination, my fingers itching to touch myself.
There was some shuffling and shifting and the camera view was back. The top of my sex was exposed and flushed with a cherry hue, his penis seated deep inside. My breathing labored, and in this moment, I wished this exact thing was happening.
As Kova slowly pulled out his glistening cock, a thin line of white dripping fluid followed. Cursing in Russian, he gripped himself and the rest of his orgasm unloaded all over my pussy. He pressed his throbbing head against my center as he did. Fluid so thick and creamy seeped everywhere, like he was coming for hours.
The video stopped, and I was out of breath, and in dire need of an orgasm. Maybe five.
Fuck. That was the hottest thing I'd ever seen in my life and I knew nothing would compare. I quickly saved the video to my photos and chewed my lip. That was raw and uncut and hot as sin.
Me: Come over.
I needed him in me.
Coach: Make sure you delete all these photos.
Me: Only if you come over. Otherwise, I'm keeping them, especially the video.
I should've deleted them. I didn't have sneaky apps like he had, but it was hot as hell and I wanted to be able to watch it again whenever I felt like it.
But then something dawned on me and I had to call him. I for sure thought he was going to click the fuck you button on me until the phone stopped ringing, followed by a rustling sound, low grunts, a door shutting, and then finally his rich voice. "Allo?"
"Can you talk?"
