The Original Sext - Episode 5
by Gina L. Maxwell
You there?
Are you kidding?
I’ve been obsessively checking my computer, waiting to hear from you.
You get my messages on your computer?
Yeah, the app sends them to either my computer or phone, whichever I choose.
But that’s boring -- how was masturbating?
Lol you get right to the point, don’t you?
When I’ve been able to think of nothing else all day...yes.
It was nice.
Nice? Baby girl, if it was only “nice” you’re doing it wrong.
Baby girl?
Sorry, does that one bother you?
Actually…no.
I feel like it should -- like it should feel demeaning -- but somehow…it doesn’t.
It makes me feel...shit, I don’t know.
It’s okay Sara, say it.
Cared for, I guess. Like you’d take care of me.
That’s exactly what I’d do, Sara. I’d take care of you.
I’d take care of your body and mind.
I’d take care of your orgasms, your pleasure.
And you’d do the same for me, wouldn’t you?
Yes. I’d want to make you feel good, make you happy.
It makes me happy when you follow my instructions, Sara.
Do you still like following them?
God yes. I don’t know how you do it, but it turns me on like crazy.
Good. Now tell me what happened in the bathroom at the coffee shop.
I want to know how you touched yourself...
And what you were thinking about when you did it.
I don’t know if I can describe it.
You can, Sara. It’s okay.
You can say anything around me.
All right...I perched myself on the edge of the small vanity in the bathroom.
I had one foot on the floor and the other on the other side of the sink.
Yoga pants on or off?
I kept them on in case I needed to make a hasty exit, lol.
Plus, I was invested in the image you’d given me of teasing myself through the fabric.
And did you?
Yes. I closed my eyes and stroked over my folds.
They were already swollen and sensitive, just from what you’d said to me.
And were you telling the truth about the damp spot?
Were you already wet, Sara?
Very.
And what were you thinking about as you stroked yourself?
I imagined that you’d pulled me to the edge of the counter then knelt down in front of me...
You ran your nose up my center and breathed in my scent.
And you groaned in satisfaction with my arousal.
Mmmm, I like the sound of that. Then what did I do?
You teased me with slow licks before sucking on my clit...
The suction combined with the friction from my pants had me moaning…
And begging you for more.
I would give you more, Sara. I would give you so damn much.
Did you get yourself off over your pants?
No.
With one hand, I pinched and played with my nipples under my shirt...
And then my other hand slid beneath my waistband.
Fuuuuuuuck
I’m so damn hard for you right now. Keep going.
In real life, my fingers dipping inside my soaked sex.
But in my fantasy…
You’d ripped a hole in the crotch of my pants for your cock to fit through.
You just lined yourself up and shoved inside me.
Then you held me with one arm around my lower back…
And one hand fisted in my hair as you ruthlessly pounded into me.
Hell yes. I’d fuck you hard and fast.
I’d bottom out inside you with every thrust.
Exactly. I put my fingers inside myself, imagining how big you’d be.
Goddamn, baby…
Tell me how hard you made yourself come.
I had to hold my other hand over my mouth to muffle my scream...
My legs shook with the force of my orgasm.
And it felt like days before the aftershocks stopped rolling through me.
Fuck me
I did. In my fantasy ;)
And you did it well, I might add.
You’ve got one hell of an imagination, Sara.
So...you liked it?
I LOVED it.
I’m proud of you for completing your mission.
You’ve made me a very happy -- and very horny -- man.
Thanks, Isaac…for pushing me to go outside my comfort zone.
Honestly, I’ve learned more about myself in the last few days talking to you than I have in my whole life.
I’m glad to hear that, and I hope to help you discover even more.
Wait, what happened when you left the bathroom -- anything?
Oh my God, I almost forgot.
I ran into Will. Literally!
Who’s Will?
TYMM. His name is Will.
As I was leaving the bathroom, he was walking TOWARDS it.
I must have been lost in my post-orgasm haze because I ran right into him.
Interesting. Did the two of you talk?
A little. He was funny but the whole exchange was mostly awkward.
Especially when he expressed concern because I looked “flushed.”
Haha, do you think he could tell what you’d been doing just seconds earlier?
It sure as hell felt like it! He actually dropped his gaze to my chest.
I swear my nipples got hard all over again.
It took everything in me not to hide them with my arms.
Even if it never crossed his mind that you made yourself come in that bathroom...
Seeing you in that full-body blush with your nipples tightening into peaks...
Probably made him imagine what you’d look like in his bed,
Writhing beneath him with his name on your lips.
Oh my God. Speaking of full-body blushing...
The next time I see him, all I’ll be able to think about is HIM thinking about THAT. Great.
I’ve got news for you, gorgeous.
99 percent of the men who take one look at you are probably thinking that.
Comes with the territory when you’re sexy as hell.
Wow. And on that note...
I’d better get to bed before you talk me into another sexting session.
Contrary to what you believe, I need my beauty sleep. ;)
All right, fine. I’ll have to settle for giving you another mission.
I’m almost afraid to ask.
Don’t worry, this one’s easy.
You’ll need to wear panties tomorrow. Something sexy.
Okay. Then what?
Wear them until you get to the coffee shop, then take them off.
At my table???
You can remove them in the bathroom, if you wish.
Then I want you to hide them somewhere public.
And it has to be a place where they’re likely to be found by someone later that day.
What? Like where?
You’re smart and imaginative. You’ll find somewhere… 😉
Just as long as you know that someone will find them later.
No offense, but it sounds kind of easy in comparison to what I did today.
It might be. But it might also be harder than you think.
Plus, the fun of this challenge comes AFTER you do the deed. >:)
Okay then. I trust you, I’ll do it.
Good girl. Now get some rest.
I’ll be busy during the day, but I’ll be waiting to hear from you tomorrow night.
Can’t wait.
Sweet dreams, sexy.
Good night, Isaac. <3
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