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Cauthon, Jude: Of course.
Moltisanti, Amber: Mmm baby, that’s the stuff.
Cauthon, Jude: Okay, I closed my door and turned on the window fog. What are you wearing?
Moltisanti, Amber: My pink panties with the frilly black lace. And an old Blizzcon T-shirt.
Cauthon, Jude: The faded gray one?
Moltisanti, Amber: Mmm hmm.
Cauthon, Jude: I love it when you wear that to bed.
Moltisanti, Amber: Yeah? I wish you were in bed with me right now.
I leaned back in the bed and spread my legs, imagining that I wasn’t alone in the big, empty room. Before I could send something sexier, Owen replied.
Owen: If you were here right now, I’d throw you up against the kitchen wall and kiss you until neither of us could breathe. Then, while you’re still gasping for breath, I would shove you down to your knees. I’d pull out my cock and shove it down your throat, admiring the way your lips look wrapped around the shaft. You would gaze up at me through those long eyelashes, begging me for more without having to say anything. And there against the wall, I would face-fuck you. Grabbing a handful of your hair and holding you down on my cock until you almost gag. Keeping you right on the edge of what you could handle. And your mouth feels so good, so warm and wet and receptive, that within a minute I’m cumming down your throat. And since you’re a good girl, you take every single drop and beg me for more.
My entire body came alive as I read the erotic,graphictext. I had never had rough sex like that. Seeing it come from Owen, and knowing that it was in his head, turned me onintensely.
I slid my fingers down between my legs and began rubbing at the fire that was forming there.
Me: Then what would you do?
I switched over to my laptop, where Jude’s last message was still flashing. The text from Owen had ignited something inside me, and my fingers typed something my mind was normally too bashful to say.
Moltisanti, Amber: I wish you were here. I’d push you down on the bed and then climb up onto your face. I’d smother you with my pussy, up and down and grinding against your nose and mouth, making you savor the way I taste. And then I would lean over and devour your cock, taking it as deep as I can, sucking on you as quickly as your tongue licked inside my pussy.
Cauthon, Jude: Oh. I like that. I like it a LOT.
Cauthon, Jude: I would wrap my arms around your thighs and hold you against me. I can barely breathe, but I don’t care. All that matters is sliding my tongue so far inside of you that you scream and wiggle on top of me.
Moltisanti, Amber: I love the way you hold me against your face, kissing and licking. Your cock feels amazing in my mouth, deep into my throat. I’m taking so much of it that I’m nearly gagging, my lips wrapped around the base, making every inch of your length disappear.
I kicked off the covers and rubbed myself faster, driven on by the sizzling words on the laptop and phone, moving between them to each individual conversation.
Owen: After you’ve swallowed every drop of my cum, I grab you by your hair and pull you up into another kiss. I’m still hard as a fucking steel rod, so I spin you around and bend you over the couch in the living room. I want to taste you, to lick your juices because you’re as wet as can be, but I need you too much and I can’t wait. I guide my cock into you from behind, burying every inch of it into you without hesitation, and you scream with how good it feels.
Me: It feels so amazing being fucked relentlessly. Don’t hold anything back.
Then over to my laptop:
Cauthon, Jude: I can’t get enough of your body. Squeezing my fingers into the flesh of your thighs while you suck my cock. I’m in heaven.
Moltisanti, Amber: Your tongue is too much for me to handle, and I’m arching my back and screaming while cumming all over your face, and your arms hold me down onto you for what feels like forever until I can barely move.
Moltisanti, Amber: But I’m desperate to make you feel just as good, so I roll off you and grab for your cock again, bending over the bed onto you to take it in my mouth again, licking and sucking faster than before, because I’m so hungry for your cum.
Rapidly switching back and forth between each device, the two separate fantasies began to merge. I wasn’t with each of them individually, now; I was imagining myself being bent over by Owen, while giving Jude a blowjob. A virtual threesome.
Owen: I’m slamming my cock deep into you with long, hard strokes. My thighs slap loudly against your ass, and it’s music to my ears along with your moans. I grab a handful of your hair, tightening my fingers in a fist while yanking back, forcing you to arch your back and take even more of my dick.
Me: I love every second of it. I drive my hips back with need, and gaze over my shoulder at you while you fuck me.
Owen: Our eyes meet, and I fucking love the way you look at me. You’re innocent and vulnerable, and I know that you’re mine. I smile at you, then pull on your hair some more, forcing your head back around.
Me: Harder, please, fuck me harder, I can handle it, HARDER!
