Page 11 of Love By the Bay


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Her reply comes back almost instantly.

TeacherGal: Oh wow, is it wrong that I’m really turned on by what you’re doing?

NerdGuy: No, because I’m really turned on at the thought of you watching me do it.

TeacherGal: I can see how turned on you are [grinning face emoji]

NerdGuy: How turned on are you?

TeacherGal: More than I’ve been in years if I’m honest. Isn’t that sad?

NerdGuy: No, it’s hot. I love that my body is turning you on. Can I see some more of yours?

TeacherGal:

Oh my god! The picture that fills the screen of my phone is stunning. It’s taken from the same angle as mine so her face isn’t showing, but her large tits are clearly visible and I can see that her nipples are rock hard and poking against the pink material of her tank. I can’t help myself, I push my sweatpants down around my thighs and fist my cock, rubbing the pre-cum seeping from the tip down my shaft.

NerdGuy: That’s a very sexy shot. It’s made my so dick hard, is that okay?

TeacherGal: Yes

NerdGuy: I hope you’re as turned on as I am.

TeacherGal: I am, but I think I’d be even more turned on if I could see how turned on you are.

NerdGuy: Are you asking me for a dick pic? [shocked face emoji] [eggplant emoji]

TeacherGal: Hahahahaha, I can’t believe it, but yes I think I am.

I suck in a deep, shaky breath as I read her request and cue up the camera, snapping the shot and sending it before I can overthink things.

Chapter 9

Jessica

Oh sweet Jesus, what am I doing? It’s the early hours of the morning and I’m sexting with NerdGuy, lying in my bed, hopelessly aroused. Who’d have thought just sharing dirty words and pics that up until now have been fairly innocent could make the ache between my legs almost unbearable?

But now I’ve done the unthinkable—I’ve requested my first dick pic! My cheeks are burning with embarrassment and thinly veiled anticipation as I wait for the picture to arrive. My breathing comes out in shallow huffs and the longer I wait for the reply, the more excited I get. If his cock is anything like the rest of his body then I’m not going to be disappointed.

I’m lost in my fantasy when my phone beeps, making my heart leap in my chest. The notification sits on my lock screen like a primed grenade. Opening it means I step over an invisible line with NerdGuy and it may mean he’ll want pictures of me that are more intimate than the ones I’ve already shared. As my finger hovers over the screen I decide I want to cross that line; I want to take that chance. He’s not like the other guys on the app who have just sent the pictures or indecent propositions without my invitation or consent; I invited this and I realize now that I’m really excited by it. This is by far the most sexually adventurous thing I’ve ever done. Patrick and my other lovers were strictly missionary-in-the-dark kind of guys, and for a really long time I just accepted that. I had so little confidence in my sex appeal that I allowed them to keep me in the dark, under the covers.

Well fuck that! NerdGuy has shown nothing but desire and excitement for my body, and we connect on a level that’s definitely more than just sex.

So here goes—I swipe the screen and the picture that fills it makes my breath catch in my throat and my back bow with arousal, my thighs involuntarily squeezing together.

Holy shit!

The picture is taken from the same angle as the rest, looking down his chest and abs. But now, instead of his tented grey sweatpants, I see his large, thick cock gripped in his fist, the flared head glistening with pre-cum. A small, pained moan escapes me, and I reach down to slide my fingers into my sleep shorts, through the trimmed curls on my mound. I’m shocked by how wet I am. Another one of Patrick’s complaints about me was the amount of lube we had to use. I now realize that it was more about my desire for him than my inadequacies. Just the sight of NerdGuy’s thick, veiny dick is enough to make me slick and needy.

NerdGuy: Are you there, babe? You ok?

Blinking rapidly because my eyes have become dry and scratching, I realize I’ve been staring and basically drooling over the picture for quite some time. Adjusting the grip on my phone so I can type one-handed, I tap out my reply, keeping my fingers between my legs.

TeacherGal: I’m here. I’m just… well, I’m wet and aroused looking at your dick.

I hit send and scroll back to the picture, slowly circling my clit with the pad of my finger, the sensation making my toes curl, and my breath come out in excited gusts.

NerdGuy: Where are your fingers?

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