Chelsea through me a fake pouty look. “Does that mean I should keep these on until you get here then, Mr. Harding?”
Fuck. Me. When she used that little innocent voice on me and called me “Mr. Harding”, I was fucking putty for her. That voice of hers had my cock hard enough to cut diamonds with whenever she broke it out, and right now as no exception.
She gasped as I unzipped and just pulled it out, with no preamble; her mouth opening in that adorable way it did basically every time she’d seen it as if my cock was the best thing she’d ever seen.
Yeah, I fuckin loved that look.
“Off, baby,” I growled, nodding at her fingers hooked under the waist of her tiny little shorts.
Chelsea bit her lip seductively as she suddenly brought her legs together and up in front of her as she leaned back in her computer chair, her toes point at the ceiling. She slowly licked her lip as she started to peel the shorts off her perfect little ass, and for a second, I was totally blown away at just how fucking sexy and confident this shy girl had become.
I groaned as I watched her peel the shorts off her ass and up her legs, and when I realized she wasn’t wearing any panties under them as her fresh pink pussy came into view, I started to stroke my cock.
She bit her lip as she tossed the shorts away, spreading her legs and leaning back in her chair with her eyes locked on my dick. We’d done this before, of course, and by now, it was like her fingers instinctively dropped to find her wet slit.
“Jesus I wish I was there to taste that honey, baby,” I growled, watching her fingers push wetly through her sticky lip. My cock lurched in my hand, precum beading at the top and running copiously down the shaft as I stroked it hilt to crown while my nineteen year old sex kitten whimpered for me on screen.
Chelsea’s eyes fluttered shut as she slid a finger inside, her legs spread wide over the arm-rests of the chair and her feet on the desk; totally open and exposed for me. She brought her other hand down and started to rub her clit in small little circles while she fingered herself, and as she whimpered, I started to jerk it faster. I could see her perfect body tense and release as she gasped, her tight little asshole winking as she slid her fingers in and out of her wetness.
Suddenly, she looked me shyly before she reached for something off-camera.
Oh fuck yes.
They sleek little silver toy was also something I’d send her; a very dirty sort of care package for the college freshman. We’d only had a chance to use it once on camera together, and I my dick jumped in my hand at the thought of watching her use it again.
Chelsea gasped as buzzing shiny silver toy touched her clit, her fingers holding her gorgeous pussy open as her head fell back and a gasp tumbled from her lips. I growled and started to stroke my cock even faster as I watched her drag it down and start to ease the head against her opening. “Do it, honey. I want to watch you fuck yourself with it.”
Chelsea gave me a fake out again. “It’s not as big as you though.”
“One week, baby,” I growled. “One week and I’m going to give you every inch as much as you want.”
“You promise?” She whimpered in that cute little innocent voice. She bit her lip, her cheeks flushed bright red as she started to slide the toy in and out of herself. “You know, Mr. Harding?” She flashed me a look, the picture of innocence even though she had the buzzing toy buried halfway inside her tight little slit. “I was thinking about trying something new when you come.”
I raised my brow. “Oh?”
“Uh-huh…” Chelsea gasped. Suddenly my eyes about fell out of my head as I watched innocent little college girl Chelsea bring the toy out of her slick pussy and suddenly press it against the tight ring of her ass.
I had officially died and gone to heaven, I was fairly sure.
“I want to try you here, Mr. Harding,” She moaned, pressing down with the toy and slowly easing it against her virgin ass. I mean, the toy was way smaller than my cock, but the idea of watching it pry open this little angel’s ass was such a debaucherously dirty thought that I actually had to stop stroking before I came right there.
She went slow, and haltingly, but then with a gasp, the head of the toy popped into her ass. I groaned loudly as she whimpered on camera, her ass clenching around the silver toy while her other hand rolled her clit around and around in her fingers.
“Oh my fucking God, Mr. Harding!” She gasped, her breath coming in gasps and her chest heaving and bright red. “It’s so tight!” She let out another moan. “And it feels so fucking good!”
I was gritting my teeth at that point and doing everything I could not come right on the spot as I watched her start to slowly fuck her ass with just the head of the toy while she played with her clit. “Oh, God, Jake, baby, I’m…I’m gonna come! Are you watching me Mr. Harding?”
She was babbling then, her whole body starting to shake and her lips trembling as the orgasm started to take her. I could feel my cock throbbing in my hand, and even if though what I truly wanted to do right then was bury it to the hilt in that pussy and let loose a torrent of cum, I was not going to complain about coming while watching my little angel fuck her as with that toy.
“Oh fuck, Jake! I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come!” Chelsea started to gasp louder and louder on my screen, her moans filling my study by way of the speaker system. “I want to watch you come, Mr. Harding! I want to watch you come while I do!”
With a roar, I grabbed the tiny little thong from my desk and wrapped it around my cock. The lacy black thong of hers that she’d sent me as a thank you for the new camera and toy. I growled at the feel of the silky material on my cock as I watched, and I knew I was moments away from exploding.
“Oh fuck I’m coming! I’m coming, Mr. Harding!” Chelsea’s whole body started to shake as her orgasm started to tear through her. “Come in my panties, Mr. Harding! Fill my panties with your cum like you fill my pussy!”
That did it, and as I watched the barely legal girl on camera come with a loud moan, the toy in her ass and her fingers strumming her clit, I erupted into her panties.
“So, just another week, right?” She said, grinning and blushing a few minutes later after we’d caught our breaths. She’d slipped her t-shirt back on in case her roommate came back, but her face still screamed sex, not to mention I’m sure the whole room smelled amazingly like her delicious pussy.