Solitary Sunday: Daytime.

My eyes burn, I didn't sleep a wink. I couldn't resist, I sent Vi a few messages but of course, she didn't reply. She actually fully left me on read... at 1am. She saw my message at 1am. She was awake at 1am. I rub my temples, I feel lightheaded, my cock has been hogging all the blood in my body.

As I open Instagram I instinctually tap on Vis story, it's a cute mirror selfie, her arms raised above her head with her personal favorite peace sign, she's wearing a simple blue hoodie, unzipped of course, a darker blue sports bra underneath, her cleavage being pushed up nicely, I'm unsure if she's wearing any bottoms but all I can see are her beautiful smooth thighs extending out from the bottom of the hoodie. The caption simply reads "Labs are done, 1 step closer to the degree!"

I'm unable to resist the temptation of messaging her and I send her a text message, "Congrats on finishing your labs! Genius!" A few mere minutes later she responds simply "Thx xx" I scratch at my head, the bluntness both hurting my heart but hardening my dick. My heart leaps as she sends me another message "Tbh Babe, I'm so fucking tired, labs killed me, the guys and I are ordering food and then just gonna chill and watch some bullshit on netflix."

"Fair enough," My thumbs dart across the screen "Your labs last year killed for like a week."

"Yeahhhh, anyway. I'm shocked you haven't pressed me about last night."

I smile as I type out my response, a small scoff leaving my mouth "I'm a deviant but I didn't want to distract you from your labs of course."

"Good boy."

My phone pings as Vi sends me an image, she's lying in bed, the angle is from above, her hair splayed on the pillow behind her. Her cheeks are red, her mouth is open in a small 'o', her lips are a puffy, she looks flushed... I know this look.

"So I took that.... during ;)"

My heart thumps against my ribs, I type out a nervy response "Oh god... During what?"

"Well, I was thinking of Max's thick cock... remember? He walked past my room, he had to double take, he was hearing headphones so he hadn't heard me, I wasn't trying to hide my moaning after all."

She sends me another selfie, her face slightly out of frame, a small teasing grin on her lips, she showing off what she was undoubtedly wearing the night before. A tight white ribbed tank top, her erect nipples creating two mesmerizing tips to the material being stretched by her magnificently large breasts. Her free hand in between her legs, her two lithe fingers making slightly visible bumps in her black panties. In the very corner of the picture I can see her bedroom door wide was left wide open.

Without waiting for a response Vi continues; "We made eye contact, I stopped for a moment. He didn't leave, so I kept going, I looked straight into his eyes while I rubbed my clit under my panties."

"He stepped into my bedroom and then closed the door, he leaned back on the door and just smiled and watched."

"I grabbed my tit for him and moaned softly. I told him I had a boyfriend, he said he had a girlfriend. He came close and sat down on the edge of the bed. Fuck baby he's so hot, hes like one of those Australian surfer dudes."

"Fuck, his eyes on me made me wetter and wetter, he must've sensed it because he eventually moved in between my legs.

I put the phone down, the dinging continuing as I pinch the bridge of my nose, I reach down and start to softly rub my bulge.

"He pushed my legs apart, gently... He knows perfectly how to treat a woman baby. I spread them for him... Eagerly."

"We didn't have to say a word to each other. He went down on me. He pulled my panties to the side and his tongue started moving on my clit, slowly at first."

"It's like he could sense what I needed, I didn't have to ask. He would speed up and slow down at the perfect moments. He slipped two fingers inside and curled them fucking perfectly."

"He brought me close a few times, but he would slow down every time. I'm sure Ed could hear us, I was moaning so loud, my nipples were so fucking hard, my pussy was so fucking wet. I had to beg him baby, Fuck you should've heard me."

An image comes through, it's blurry before I tap on it to download it properly. My hand tightens around my bulge, I feel like I'm vibrating from anxiety. It's an image of Max's head between Vi's legs. Her thick creamy thighs spread apart, her hand in his messy, blonde hair.

"I took that photo for you. I held him down and took that photo. After that I threw the phone to the side and focused only on Max."

"He was so close to making me squirt my love. I came so fucking hard anyway, his fingers and tongue were moving together fucking perfectly.

"After I came he looked up at me. I told him he nearly made me squirt, I told him my boyfriend can't do it, he looked at me like I was his prey, I swear my pussy quivered. His phone started ringing and he told me it was his girlfriend."

"I don't know what came over me but I told him to reject the call and to fuck me right there and then, I told him to make me squirt right there."

"He hesitated. He wanted it. I saw his massive dick in his shorts, he shook his head and he just left me there."

I reach below the hem of my pajama shorts and grip myself shamefully. How did she get so good at teasing me so quickly. When did she get so good at dirty talk?

"I wish I could take more photos for you baby. Should I tell him?"

I struggle to tap out a response with my shaky fingers, "Tell him what?"

"Tell him you're a pathetic little cuck. Tell him that you want me to fuck him and record it for your pleasure."

"Tell him to show me how a real man fucks, make my pussy forget about your pathetic dick. Tell him I want someone to show me what a girl like me should be getting from a man."

I close my eyes and stroke my cock aggressively, completely by instinct, I **** myself to grab my phone and type out a response for her.

"I don't think you should tell him."

"You don't want to see more photos? Yeah, right. We'll see, ttyl"

"Babe?"

The ticks next to her name turn blue, she's left me on seen, I stare at the roof... is this a three fingers moment?