Mark Gets A Call

Mark grinned as he saw Becky’s position on camera. “Hey handsome,” she said teasingly as she made sure he got a good sight of her perfect, silky breasts. “Like the view?” She asked, biting her lip softly as her boyfriend watched from more than five thousand miles away.

Mark was in the UK, two months into a six month contract which paid well but meant he had to do without being with Becky for the entire time. “You look so fucking hot,” Mark replied with a soft growl as he lay back on his single bed in his hotel room.

Becky giggled, “I’m glad you approve…thought we could have some fun tonight…want you to imagine you’re here, you’re the camera…”

Mark was already pushing his pants down, freeing and grabbing his aching stiff cock as he kept his eyes locked on the mesmerising sight before him. God he wished that he was there, feeling her hot, silky thighs either side of him…his cock pushing into her tight wet heat. He could almost feel her!

“Yeah…” He said, his voice slightly hitching as he began to stroke himself with a built up urgency. He hadn’t seen her naked like this in weeks, she’d been busy and unable to do much but message him now and then, so this was a welcome surprise. “Can you feel me, imagine me there with you Becky!”

Becky nodded, gasping as her eyes rolled a little and she groaned in a realistic way, biting her lip harder. “You…you’re so big.” She purred, gasping again…her bed creaking as she began to move.

Mark watched on, his fingers now sliding up and down his cock quicker and harder. He knew he should pace himself, but…fuck…she was so hot. Her breasts were now rolling, shaking back and forth as she pretended Mark was there, fucking her. It was all so realistic. She must be using a toy, he thought to himself with a deep wave of heat adding to his throbbing cock.

“Y…yeah, you like my big cock, don’t you Becks?” He growled, panting now as his cock began to throb angrily against his fingers, slick with his precum.

Becky nodded her head, seemingly unable to speak as whimpers and moans escaped her lips, her bed shook beneath her…her breasts jiggling back and forth harder, faster… “It’s so deep…” she moaned.

“I…I’m gonna cum Becks!” Mark cried out, stroking himself with a fierce need to release.

“YES,” Becky screamed, “Cum…cum…” Her breasts were bouncing wildly now, her eyes rolling back and forth as she mimicked being fucked so perfectly. Mark watched his girlfriend cum just as he sprayed his load over his own stomach, splattering himself with his pent up load.

He came to the sound of Becky’s cries of orgasmic joy, his eyes rolling back at his own peak…panting, breathing hard as he **** his eyes back to the screen. Just for a moment, a second or so, he could have sworn he saw something…those perfect, jiggly tits…covered in cum, huge puddles of creamy white splatter all over her silky round boobs. So much so that a little river of cum had formed in the valley between those still heaving breasts. It was just a second or two, Becky had quickly pulled the camera back to her face and was smiling…nervously?

“Wh…what was that..Becky?” Mark asked, breathlessly, confused by what he had thought he had just seen.

Becky pretended she didn’t know what Mark was talking about, “That was so hot, I need to go shower but I’ll give you a message later, yeah?” She said, breathlessly. “Love you.”

“OK, but Becky…” Mark said, but she was gone. The call ended. The memory of her breasts, bouncing and jiggling back and forth…her bed creaking, her moans…and that last, brief image of cum splattered across her skin, burning in his mind. Mark was hard again.