I love college chat rooms. And I loved sweet-talking freshmen girls. With a bit of coaxing, the giggling twats would pose naked. Clothes came off piece by piece until they had nothing on but a smile.
That day a freshman popped up on the screen. Pink sunglasses, long blonde hair, and small chest bumps. Her screen name was PinkiePie. "Hi Mr. Matt."
I typed: "Hi PinkiePie. That's a sweet name. Are you sweet?"
PinkiePie: "I'm very sweet. ;) And so is my cousin, Curious-Coochie. Remember her?"
I remembered Coochie, a college sophomore who fingered herself while I jerked off. "Oh yes, Coochie and I had FUN. U looking for FUN?"
Pinkie sighed. "My cuz said you could help me. Help me get a boyfriend. โนโนโน Um... I'm a shy eighteen-year-old with Skittle Tits."
"Skittles and tasty." I turned on my microphone. "Pinkie I can help you with both. First show me your pretty little tits."
The girl yelled through the speaker. "No way, that's naughty..."
"You're in college now. Be proud of your tits!"
"Okay sir...but don't laugh." The blonde girl adjusted her sunglasses and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Small pointy boobs poked out of her chest...twin cones topped with licorice-red nipples.
"Your tits look Yummy!! I'd love to suck them."
"No, that's naughty!"
"Honey, tits and nips were made to be sucked. Hey, I can send you a bottle of Titty Pills, with estrogen. They'll make you're A-cups grow into B-cups."
"OMG! Send them to my dorm. PLEASE."
"Okay, show me your Pussy and I'll send the Pills."
"Sure!" The excited girl tossed her skirt and panties, lifting her fuzzy blonde pussy to the cam. This was the quickest pussy-show ever. Apparently, big tits were more important than modesty.
Her peach fuzz pussy glistened with droplets of juice. I licked the screen. "Excellent Sweetie. Now rub your clitty for me. I wanna see it swell."
Pinkie spread her pussy lips and rubbed her swollen clit. Her legs spread wider, letting me see inside her most intimate hole.
"That's so nice, rub that pretty pussy and I'll rub my cock." I pulled out my boner, stroking myself while Pinkie masturbated. "Look at it. Do you like my man-meat?"
"Yes but... gosh sir.... You're hung like a porn star."
"I sure am. Pinkie are you still a virgin?"
"Sorta. No sex but...." Pinkie whispered. "One night I got horny and broke my hymen on a coke bottle."
"You bottle fucked yourself!? Wow. Can I watch you do that?"
Pinkie bit her lip. "Only if you promise to rush those pills. I need real tits before homecoming."
"Sure Sugarโhurry!" I watched in perverse joy as the vixen pushed a bottle into her blonde pussy. She slowly pumped it, pulling her pink labia in and out as her other hand tugged on her nipples.
Moaning and gasping, Pinkie pumped the bottle faster. Her hips rose with every plunge into her tight folds. I heard the slurpy sounds of wet pussy getting fucked. Spitting on my cock I stroked faster.
Pinkie panted between bottle pumps. "Mister I like watching you rub your boner... I uh...wish I could do it... for you."
"Me too sweetie. I wish it was my cock pumping inside your twat, instead of that bottle."
Pinkie stammered. "Really, you want to stick THAT THING in ME?"
"Hell yes Pinkie!" I got stiffer, watching the college girl rub her twat and her sweet voice begging for cock. "You need a good fucking. Are you gonna cum soon?"
"Mmm, yes sir... but I wanna see you cum too."