We hadn’t talked in a while.
She was always busy. I was always pretending I didn’t care.
But that night… I don’t know what changed.
Maybe she missed me.
Maybe she needed more than just a text.
Maybe she knew I’d been craving her.
The clock hit 1:45 AM, and my phone vibrated.
Incoming video call.
I hesitated.
I hadn’t seen her in weeks. I wasn’t sure I was ready.
But curiosity won.
I answered.
The screen lit up, and there she was.
Hair messy, lips wet, just a big t-shirt and no bra.
Lying on her bed, biting her finger. Eyes locked on mine.
> “I’ve been thinking about you,” she said.
“And I’m so wet it’s driving me insane…”
She flipped the camera.
I saw her thighs spread open… fingers teasing herself under the covers.
She looked back at me.
> “I want you to watch. Don’t talk. Just stroke yourself with me…”
I was stunned. Hard. Speechless.
She moaned my name over and over again,
and with every gasp, every curve she showed,
I forgot how to breathe.
She didn’t stop until we both exploded.
After the call, she just smiled and said:
> “Next time, I’ll use both hands.”
Click. Call ended.
And I just sat there... shaking, satisfied, wanting more.
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