Ignore her request, totally perv out at the contents.

“What do you got in here, crack?” you ask.

“No :/” she replies.

“Okay, time for the moment of truth,” you say.

“You wouldn’t! Don’t be an asshole!” she replies, along with a flurry of angry emojis.

You put the bag on your bed, standing at the edge in a t shirt and boxer briefs. You pull out the contents and discover it; very lacy white lingerie. Stockings, a thong, and a very transparent lace C-cup bra. You start to get hard.

You dig a bit deeper into the bag, and find something more kinky. You find a black set of lingerie, but this time the stockings are fishnets, and there are holes cut out in the crotch of the panties and the nipples of the bra. You’re not that surprised that a sarcastic, emotional girl could be into such kinky lingerie.

“Holy shit, you have good taste,” you message her. You start to get hard as you imagine Tina wearing the lingerie. Your thick 7 inches of meat achieve full length in your underwear. You adjust you cock, putting the tip up into the waistband of your underwear. You rub it a bit through the soft fabric. Precum begins to ooze out from your tip. You stop, deciding to show Tina what you’ve discovered.

You send a pic of her black lingerie. “I bet you’ll look amazing in these.”

She replies with dozens of shocked face emoji. “Is that your dick? Omg” she replies. You scroll up to the image you sent. Just in the corner, you notice it: the top third of your cock was sticking out of your underwear in the pic, exposed due to your bunched up shirt. Your precum is glistening.

You’re nervous at first, but you become content in the knowledge that the damage is done. You decide to reply, “like what you see?”

She is silent for a minute. Then you get a message; “what the fuck dude”.

You take out your thick cock and pick up her black panties. You put your tip into the hole at the pussy. The lingerie looks little compared to your cock. You stroke yourself with the gentle fabric carefully. You record a video as you stroke yourself. You send it.

You see that she’s typing a response, but then she stops. Five minutes go by. You keep stroking. Finally, Tina replies; “I can’t believe this is happening.”

You notice the shift in her tone, from anger to ambiguousness. Is she interested? Does she like this? The idea of her innocent petite frame being corrupted by your perverted messages drives you wild. It’s fantastic, the idea that your lewd actions could inspire lewdness in her.

“I’m thinking of you. You could send a pic, so I don’t have to use my imagination XD” you say.

A few minutes go by. “I could kill you!” she replies. She’s silent for a minute, then she says, “imagine me this grossed out.” There’s an image attached. You open it. It’s a selfie. She’s clothed, and she’s holding the phone above her head. She’s on her bed. She’s scowling. She looks genuinely upset. But your eyes drift to her skirt. Her milky thighs are in view. Her hand is on her thigh. Her fingers are flat across the edge of her skirt. All of them but one. One is curled up under her skirt, tugging it, exposing the smallest patch of additional skin. Not even an inch, but it’s more. She showed more than she needed to. A small gesture.

That did it.

You explode without aiming. You close your eyes and lift your face to the sealing. Ecstasy. Images of you and Tina fucking flood your mind. Images of you living together. Her holding you.

You open your eyes and look down. Her panties and her bag are mottled with globs of cum. Some globs dangle off edges. You take a picture of her panties and send it. She replies with an angry emoji. Just one.

“Let’s meet up next weekend so I can give you your stuff,” you say. “We don’t want to keep your lingerie away from you for too long ;)”

“Ugh...” she says. A minute passes as you see her typing and deleting over and over. Finally she sends a message: “fine. That stuff is super expensive, please don’t mess it up any more than you have!”

“Good girl,” you reply.

She responds with another angry emoji. You smile and put your phone down, and start to drift off to sleep.

You wonder where you should meet up with Tina.