Yes, but it's true

Slowly, Ellie typed out her reply.

'Rather inappropriate. But true. Although I often chicken out before I'm satisfied.' She paused, and chewed her lip, conflicted. Then the pulsing between her thighs won out.

'I'm not very good at letting myself get out of control.'

She hit send, and waited, her thighs pressed together and her nipples standing out under her tight strappy top.

The phone buzzed.

'Sounds like someone needs to learn how to have fun,' he said.

'How about you start with stroking the outside of your underwear? Wait, are you wearing any? I need to get this picture right ;-)'

Ellie gasped at his response, but almost immediately she moved her hand between her legs and started stroking. Her pussy lips felt so swollen, and she could feel the heat emanating from them.

'I am wearing some light blue panties,' she said.

'How about you?'

While she waited for his reply, Ellie concentrated her stroking on her clit, half wanting to go beneath her panties, but half very much enjoying only doing what he told her.

'I'm afraid I had to remove my boxers,' he told her. 'It was just getting too uncomfortable."

Oh god. The thought of him stroking his cock was almost too much. Ellie bit her lip to keep from whimpering as she rubbed harder on her clit and thought about kneeling in front of him and taking that hard cock into her mouth...

The buzz of the phone brought her back to reality.

'Are you being a good girl and stroking yourself over your panties?' He asked.

'I am,' she typed, with difficulty as the juices from her pussy started to seep through the material.