As his head lay upon the pillow, the lights fade, set on a timer no doubt, for the house in question is large, comfortable, filled with the epitome of technological advances and the stiff air of affluence. He lies there, limbs stretched out upon the bed, rolled in the soft linens and bathed in the cold moonlight coming inside from the skylight above. He tosses and turns, as it is late in the evening, trying desperately to fall asleep, but cannot. He is tortured by that of an uneasy mind, the bed is cold and empty, clutching pillows cannot restore what has been lost.
Feeling feelings of fire beginning inside him, his hand quickly gasps his smart-phone lying on the nightstand, the only way he knows to distract his mind. His eyes locking upon the screen, but his body still moving, restless, aching for the touch. His free hand begins to rub his chest, fingers curling though his chest hair, his nails scratching through his physique moving their way down, further down to his boxers, playing with the waist band. He opens his text messages, seeing her, touching her icon, pressing down hard, leaving a trail of sweat from his thumb, streaking across the screen. The darkness of the room is only broken by the screen, an LCD window that cannot be ignored, not tonight.
Down in the darkness, under the covers, his fingers pierce the waist band of his boxers, crawling down to his crotch, grabbing a hold of his thick cock that lies below, he begins to lightly stroke it. His eyes slamming shut for a brief moment as in a quick motion he rips his boxers down, kicking them off, throwing the sheet off, exposing himself. He likes it, wants to be exposed, laying there naked in the moonlight, trying to find one good reason not to do this to himself again, for he knows that after it is all over, there will be nothing, nothing but sorrow...
His cock falls to the side, as his hand moves away from it coming back up to the screen, with a firm resolution he begins to type. He is ready for it, virtual leaking of bodily fluids, with his cock already rising at the thought of it, dripping with pre-cum preparing itself for the visual relay. Connecting thoughts with images, veins with wires, tied down, a firm grip upon his cock as he fills up his hand, then a touch of the screen...message sent...
"Heyyyy...you still up?"
The waiting, the screen going dark, he lays in the darkness, just thinking about her, how much he hated the distance pulling them apart, how much he'd give away for her to be lying next to him, praying for those three little dots to pop on his screen, he checks his phone again...nothing. The screen goes dark again, as he stares up at the ceiling. He could see her, her body lying next to him, needing him, wanting him, reaching over, her hand gripping his cock tight in her hand, him cumming from the mere touch of...then it happened, the ceiling lit with a faint white light...his phone buzzed, both of his hand darted to their respective areas, the phone and the cock...the world disappeared as his eyes locked onto his phone...nothing else just the phone as he begins to stroke himself, his hands sticky with pre-cum...
"Yes...what's up?"
"Can't sleep..."
"Boo! Me either."
"Soooo...what're you wearing Jake from state farm?"
"Kakis lol"
"I thought so...sexy ;)"
He waited...there was a pause, what was she doing? Waited longer, but nothing in return, nothing at all, could she have fallen asleep? No...she...couldn't. He texts again...
"I can't get back to sleep...I just keep thinking of your nails digging into me..."
"Sounds like a personal problem lol...they're purple now it that helps."
"Ohhh, yeah it does!!"
"Omg, you're a mess."
"Sorrrrryyyy baby I just miss you."
"I know honey...I miss you too."
"All I want to do right now is just tear all your clothes off and go down on you for hours..."
"Oh yeah...is that all?? What else do you wanna do to me baby? Tell me what you want."
As his cock began to leak again, and his hand stroking it, he types, he types all that he wants. Picturing her lying there, naked, fingers rubbing her clit waiting on his reply...
"You in your sexy, dark, lingerie, you bubble butt ass hanging out of your thong, straddling me on the bed, your legs wrapping around me as I kiss your neck, lips first then teeth, gentle then harder, then ravenous, pouncing, attacking we are in the darkness like that of waves colliding then melding together. My mouth moves down as your back moves up off of the mattress, arching and twisting to reveal yourself to me. When I lick you I taste every drop of you, rapid intravenous movements, muffled moans matching echoing screams from above, when I'm done, you'll know I'm done. My fingers moving, penetrating deep into you, fucking you, gripping and rubbing as your eyes roll over white to release...I'm there tasting every drop. And as you finish, I lay next to you, you do your work on me until I can't take anymore and my moans echo out, and I too scream for more!"
"Oh honey...I want to feel you all over me."
"I can't get enough of you baby, your beautiful face, luscious lips, perky tits and you gorgeous ass, oh baby your ass. I just want to bury my face in it and lick you forever."
"Oh baby, I can't get enough of you, I just want to feel your hands all over my body. I want to ride you until I can't see straight."
"I want you to feel my long thick cock inside you, pushing into you as you slam your body into mine. Fuck you so hard and hear you scream out how much you love it!"
"I need your cock filling me up, pounding me. I want to see you sweat, I want to hear you growl as you thrust into me..."
"I want your moans, mouth gaped open, then shutting closed, biting your lip so hard it hurts as my cock tears into you. Yell out for me baby, yell for me to go harder! Faster!"
