After a while, the it’s not you it’s me becomes inevitable, although I wasn’t sure if I preferred that or being ghosted. They both sucked. It was no wonder I’d given up on dating.
But if Simon asked me, would I still say no?
That was something I was less certain about, and that scared me.
I looked back at the question and tried to think of a rational answer. When I failed, I just tapped out my own feelings. It was amazing how anonymity brought out my vulnerable side.
mr. smithI don’t think it’s terrible. You can’t help what you want
mr. smith At least this way you get something
mr. smith Maybe it will end badly but at least you’re going in with your eyes open
mr. smith Who knows? Maybe things will change
mr. smith Sorry this is probs all really shitty advice. I’m the last person you should ask about dating lol
thick boy in lace lol it’s okay. Thanks for trying
thick boy in lace Can I ask you something that’s more your style?
I raised my eyebrow, wondering what sort of question could be considered my style? My money was on something sexual.
thick boy in lace I want to surprise him with something sexy, and I wondered if you had any ideas?
thick boy in lace He finishes early one day a week, and I could definitely get rid of my housemate before he arrives
thick boy in laceAny ideas? I haven’t shown him most of my collection, and I know he wants to see me in more lingerie, but that’s all I’ve got so far
Oh yes, this I could do. I had some delicious fantasies floating around in my head and it seemed rude not to share them.
mr. smith So many ideas, sexy boy
mr. smith You could wait on your bed for him, face down, ass up, wrapped in your prettiest panties, maybe with your hole plugged and ready for him so he can just slide straight in and fuck you
mr. smith You could wear stockings too. You look so fucking gorgeous in them. He won’t be able to resist
Fuck, I’d love it if Simon did that for me. It was an ongoing fantasy I’d had all weekend, and just thinking about it was turning me on. I slipped my hand into my joggers, wrapping my fingers around my half-hard cock, pumping it slowly as I imagined coming home on Friday to that.
thick boy in lace Oh fuck, that would be so hot. I love that
mr. smithI’d love that too ;)
mr. smith You could let him catch you playing with your toys. Let him find you lying on your bed with your panties pulled to the side, fucking yourself with your favourite dildo
mr. smith You’d look so fucking sexy
mr. smith Does he know how many toys you have?
thick boy in lace No. He knows I have toys, but he’s not seen them
thick boy in lace Do you think he’d like that?
mr. smith I think he’d love it. I would
mr. smith I’d love watching you fuck your slutty hole with a dildo, making yourself whine and beg. Maybe I’d even take control, fucking you with the dildo while you sucked my cock
I wasn’t even sure that was possible, but the fantasy was far too good. I pushed my joggers and boxers down because they were getting in my way before wrapping my fingers back around my throbbing erection. I choked back a moan as I twisted my fingers over the head, sweeping the beads of precum down my cock, making my grip hot and slick.
In my imagination, Thick Boy in Lace had been replaced with Simon, and the idea of walking in on him fucking himself on a thick dildo was insanely hot. I already knew how sexy Simon sounded when he was desperate for my cock and the little whines and begging noises he made when he wanted me to fuck him. They were the hottest sounds I’d ever heard and imagining him desperate and writhing while I watched him, not letting him come until I was inside him instead of the toy, had my orgasm bearing down on me faster than I’d expected.
thick boy in lace Oh fuck that’s so hot
thick boy in lace I love sucking cock. It’s my second favourite thing after getting fucked
thick boy in lace And I have no gag reflex either ;)
“Oh fuck.” I gasped as the image of him on his knees while I fucked his face flooded my imagination. The idea of him sucking me, taking my cock down his throat until I filled his mouth with cum was delicious. But it was his next messages that pushed me over the edge.
thick boy in lace I love the taste of cum. I love it when a guy unloads on my face too
thick boy in lace I’m a total cumslut for the right man
“Holy shit!” My orgasm barrelled through me as thick ropes of cum spilled over my hand, a few globs landing on my stomach, soaking through my t-shirt. My breath was coming in pants as the last shockwaves of pleasure receded, leaving my limbs feeling momentarily heavy.
I wiped my hand on my t-shirt before peeling it off because there was no way I could keep wearing it. I tossed it in the direction of my pile of dirty laundry before turning back to my phone.
mr. smithWell, aren’t you full of surprises
thick boy in lace In a good way?
mr. smithIn the best way, sweet boy
thick boy in lace lol good – I think I might need a shower now
mr. smith Me too. You always make me come so hard, baby
thick boy in lace You make me come hard too <3
mr. smithGo enjoy your shower. I’ll talk to you tomorrow
I knew I should probably haul my ass into my tiny bathroom and scrub the tacky cum off my stomach before
