Dave's back

"Holy shit! Do you want to give me a stroke?!" The message sent by Dave was followed by a whole slew of overheating emoji.

Olivia licked her lips as she increased the speed of her fingers between her legs. The sounds of her wettening lips (all of them) started to become audible beyond the room. She paused only to quickly push her shorts and boxers down and kick them away.

Laying completely naked on her bed her fingers returned to their task between her thighs. She traced her swollen lips up towards her clit, circled and teased before sliding back down the same path. Finding a steady cadence that would bring her closer and closer to orgasm at her own pace.

"I thought you'd need more than a single stroke, but I'll take it" She shot back at Dave, adding a winking emoji with its tongue out.

"Are you fucking kidding me. I nearly creamed my pants" He added a champagne bottle to visualise exactly what he had meant.

The idea that a guy would get so aroused that he'd immediately blow a load was exhilarating. Her phone still kept ringing with incoming likes and follows and she was sure her DM requests would be filled with dick pics and raunchy texts.

"For what it's worth, you have my permission to use this tonight" She gave a winky face and a laughing emoji with tears.

There was some typing, no reply. More typing. Still no reply. Then suddenly text, "If I use it tonight, it wouldn't be the first time, because I'm not waiting."