Wednesday, Before School, I Eat Yogurt For Breakfast
"Making a fresh batch" My phone buzzes as I lay in bed in my jammies, giving myself my gentle morning wake-up rub, letting my mind wander to my yummy treats today to get things going.
Maybe I'll send him a new 'secret ingredient'. Help him with his own morning wake up rub, haha! I glance around, thinking of what to send, and consider the mirror on my vanity for a minute.
It's too good to pass up. I slip off my jammies and climb up into my knees on the bed, my back to the vanity. It takes a moment to get the angle just right, and I'm tilted up less than I wanted to be, but I manage to get my bare back and ass in the mirror and my open mouth, tongue out, taking up most of the rest of the shot. I snap it and add "Insert here pls!" and send it off with a smirk.
I fall back on my bed, happily rubbing my increasingly wet little snatch as I picture him furiously masturbating to my text. A moment passes. "Batch finished!" I snort, grinding gently against my hand. "Nice mirror" He adds.
"Oops!" I send back, laughing. I hop out of bed and go find the dress I had in mind for today. He's gonna love it. I hope it makes him cum sooo much... Mmmm...
I slip it on and tug down the bottom as far as I can while keeping my tits in. It's... maybe a little older than I thought, but it'll be fine. I consider slipping on something under it, but it wasn't clear if he meant no bra and panties or what. I decide I can probably get away with it without, though, it's pretty opaque. I grab my bag and hurry downstairs and out of the house, skipping breakfast.
The only thing I'm eating all day today is Master's cum!
I might have lunch, actually, cum is probably not that filling. But I can at least start hungry!
I stand in the T in the alley where we split yesterday and pull out my phone. "Wow, that dress!" He texts and I look up.
"Hey!" I look up and smile as he slips down his hood. "Want a tour of this outfit I picked out for today?"
"Sure!" He says, looking me over.
"So, there's this dress, and..." I slip my hands in the pockets. "That's it!" I snort a laugh and he grins.
"It has pockets!" He offers as we start down the alley.
"Yes! It's awesome." I nod. "Plus, they let me shoop-shoop very nicely." I say matter-of-factly.
"Shoop-shoop?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Shoop!" I say, pushing my hands down in my pockets, avoiding the hole in the bottom of one (the dress is old, after all), my tits slipping easily out the top of my dress, and my heart skipping a beat. I've never done anything like this. Like fingering myself in the backyard. Like pounding my pussy by the livingroom window. Like popping my tits out bare in the alley! Fuck I'm so horny right now!
"Shoop!" I repeat a second later, shrugging my shoulders, pulling my dress snuggly back over my tits. Fuck, I could probably cum just by rubbing my nipples doing that!
"Shoop shoop!" He says, knowingly.
"Shoop shoop!" I grin, slipping them out and back in once again. "Worth some breakfast?" I waggle an eyebrow at him, oddly even more flush anticipating the taste of his cum than flashing my tits.
"Ah, yes..." He pulls his backpack round and fishes out my panties wadded up in a ball, presumably covered in his cum?
"Yay!" I bounce, "Yummy yummy!" I eagerly reach for them and he pulls back. I can almost feel my pussy pout.
"You didn't bring your own, did you?" He glances down at the bottom of my dress.
"Oh!" I didn't show him the best part! "I didn't show you the best part!" I step back and turn, dropping my backpack and showing him my back. "See this ribbon?" He nods. "It's the dumbest fucking clothing design in the history of clothing." I step toward him. "Go ahead, tighten it."
He pulls the bow apart and tugs gently on the ribbons.
"Do it harder!" I say in a comically more lascivious voice than I'd intended, and he pulls quite hard indeed, and my heart jumps.
See, the ribbons run back and forth across a wide slit up the back middle of the dress, and I guess it's meant to make the dress fit snug, which kinda works? But, they have a tendency to tighten vertically too, which just makes a dress that's already almost too short on me, well, definitely too short!
"Ta da!" As my ass pops out behind me, I spin, my breasts hanging out the top of the dress and my suddenly burning wet pussy well exposed at the bottom. "See? No panties!" I grin, reaching back to loosen the ribbons. The dress sadly falls down over my pussy, but we're fairly alone in this corner of the alley, so I leave my breasts out for him to stare at, which is nearly as fun! I'm going to cum so hard tonight! Oh my god...
"I guess this morning you already get to see the rest of me, don't you?" I smile, tying the bow roughly behind me. "Take a pic, it'll last longer!" I laugh.
"Okay." He reaches for his phone and my heart jumps again. An idea strikes me and I snatch my panties.
Fuck, if I wasn't already practically dripping wet, the smell... "Mmm..." I shiver as I pull them to my lips and lap at the puddle of wet goo inside them. "Fuck that's so good... I can't believe it's still warm..." I sigh, rubbing it messily onto my lips. I want to eat it so bad! But the photo is gonna be worth it.
"So, is this yogurt mess cute enough to replace your last contact photo for me?" I smile, arching my back to make my bare tits look even better, my mouth smeared with his cum.
"Even beats the one from this morning, holy fuck." He snaps a pic and messes with his phone before showing me my new contact image. My tits are distinctly in-frame.
"Holy fuck!" I beam at him, my hips pulsing at the visceral reality of that image just there, on his phone, visible to anyone if I text him. "Fuck, I can't believe..." I tuck my tits in and hand him back the damp panties, licking greedily at my lips.
"I'm, uh, I'm sorry, it's too much, I can delete that, don't worry at all..." He starts messing with his phone and I grab it.
"No!" I blurt. "Don't." I look at him, heart racing.
"I love it." I croak and hug him, pressing into him hard, intensely happy. I guess he likes it too, judging by what's pressing into my belly nearly as hard as my braless tits are pressing into him! After a moment I pull away and swallow. "Just, keep it between us." I hesitate, then add "... for now..."
As we continue along to school, the scent of his cum filling my nose, the flavor of it still on my tongue, I let my hand slide down to the little hole in my pocket, my finger tip teasing at my clit, my hungry little slit so wet it's already slick.
I consider telling Master about the hole in my pocket, but I'm just enjoying walking arm in arm with him while my other hand sneakily rubs my pussy too much for the moment. Maybe later.
I sigh happy. Today is going to be wonderful.
