Him:Are you wet?
I blink and inhale again. Wow this escalated fast. Biting my bottom lip, I slide my hand beneath the elastic of my PJs and slip it over my stomach and down into my folds.
Me:Yes
Him:Are you touching yourself now?
Me:Yes
Him:Good girl
Me:Fuuuuuck don’t say that
Him:You want to know what I’m doing now?
Me:What?
Him:I’m stroking myself
Oh God…
Me:That’s so hot
Him:Not as hot as the thought of you doing it
Me:Mmm I’m imagining what we’d do next
Him:I want you to take off your PJ bottoms
Me:In the fantasy? Or in real life?
Him:Both
I pull my PJ top off over my head, then slide the bottoms off. I suppose we could just call each other, but there’s something sexy about reading what he’d do to me in his own words.
Me:Okay I’m naked now you do it
Him:Okay give me a sec
I wait for a moment and then he comes back.
Him:Okay sitting here on my sofa naked lol hope nobody out at sea has a telescope trained on my suite
Me:Haha so imagine me sitting astride you now with both of us naked
Him:Fuck yes that would be amazing
Me:Me kissing you while your hands slide over my skin
Him:Feeling how soft your breasts are
I switch to speech-to-text, balance my phone in my left hand, and slide my right down under the covers. Mmm, I’m swollen and slippery, and when I swirl my middle finger over my clit I moan out loud.
Me:Are you touching yourself?
Him:Yeah, I’m so hard right now
Me:That’s such a turn on