Sextual Adventures

[Felix80]

It started with a random text. Jack was sitting in class. Everyone else had their laptops out, he was the only one with a real, paper notebook. Studies had shown that writing things down by hand, on paper, significantly increased your knowledge retention. His phone was on the desk, set to vibrate. It vibrated. Jack glanced at the message, then did a double take.

“Hi hansom, I wish I was sucking that big dick of yours. Aren’t you feeling in the mood for your naughty bad girl on the side?”

He raised his head looking around. No one was looking at him, or really looking away from their computer screens as the professor droned on. Okay, no obvious culprit. It was probably one of his teammates, or one of his friends pulling a stupid prank on him. Or worse, his ex. Fuck it. This class was kind of boring, he'd play their game.

"I'm in class. You'd be sucking my dick in front of everyone."

Jack hit send. Whoever this idiot was, that should shut them up. It was going to take whoever was pranking him time to think up something to respond to that. They would need to laugh at his response, probably it was two or three guys and they'd have to decide what to say next. Ha Ha Ha.

His phone buzzed almost immediately.

“In that case I could simply slide my hand into your pants and play with you instead. You’d be hard just looking at me if you could see what I’d be wearing. You’d feel a rush”

That was fast. And definitely not his ex. She had not been this interested in sex. Maybe this was real. Jack fired back a response just as fast.

"I hope they're big hands because my cock is huge. I doubt your little hands would fit around it. I'd rather use your mouth. But if you're not careful my dick will choke you while you're slurping on it."

Now THAT should shut them up. But no, the ellipse showed up on screen indicating she was typing. This one took longer, but it was worth it.

“You can fuck my pretty face all day long if you feed me. I want to feel that massive cock all the way down my throat and into my belly, then you can pull it out and shove it in my cunt and touch my belly from the other side. I'll be your little slut as long as I get to fuck that fat cock of yours."

Jack stared at the message then clicked off his phone and set it face down on the desk. That was amazing, but there's no way it was real. And he was in class. Sure it was a 100 level freshman survey class, but he still wanted to pass.

Jack was on two scholarships, one for basketball and one for chess. It was an unprecedented combination. But at six foot ten inches he was already tall enough for the NBA, and his skills on the court were undeniable. His high school shooting percentage for three-pointers was over 90%, practically unheard of. The best NBA career average was 45%, and everyone said he'd find out in college. The season hadn't started yet, but he was looking forward to the challenge. As a chess player he was ranked in the bottom of the top 100 players in his age bracket. And he used that on the basketball court as well, he was always five moves ahead of everyone else. Everyone was comparing him to Steph Curry, but Jack modeled his game after Larry Bird.

Both scholarships required him to maintain a gpa and some prankster, or a fan floozy wasn't going to mess up his life with sexts in class.

Then his phone buzzed again. Jack sighed, but looked at it.

"I happened to walk by your dorm room last night. I don't know why you didn't close your curtains, but I'm glad. You were back from the showers, taking off your towel and I got to see that monster uncut cock. I just stopped and stared. It was only for a few seconds but I want to see it again, to touch it, to make it cum all over me. I want you inside me. Fuck, I want you so bad if you fucked my roommate in front of me I'd beg her to let me lick your cum out of her pussy..."

The text went on, getting dirtier and dirtier. Jack still wasn't convinced he wasn't getting catfished, but the story could be true. He lived on the ground floor of his dorm. People walking by could see into his room. He may not have closed the curtains last night, and he did have a monster uncut cock.

Fuck. Was this for real? Who would be after him like this? Chess had its groupies and he had won a tournament already. But basketball season hadn't started yet. He was famous in his rinky-dink hometown but that was across the country. Right now he was just some giant freshman. There was this girl, uh, Amber? Was that her name? It was less than a month into the semester but she already had a reputation for being a huge tease and never following through. She didn't dress slutty, but she did dress, what's the word, provocatively. A little bit of a bare midriff with every outfit, short skirts, but not indecent, and always had an innuendo ready to tease guys with. Some of the guys theorized she was a lesbian with her roommate, but Jack didn't even know who her roommate was.

Well it wouldn't hurt to text them back... maybe she was real.

 

[Baddie4Life]

Jocelyn felt so hot sending these texts from her own dorm too since she knew pretty much where he was now. She’d got the number for this guy Jack from a friend who knew him and been enjoying sending some incredibly dirty innuendo filled text messages his way…or atleast that is how it started.

However now she was sat on her own bed in her new lingerie imagining Jack in thrall to her in every sense of the world. Each time he replied she couldn’t help but feel a little more ovecome with the juices of lust and desire. Her knowledge was very vast, but her experience non existent unlike some of the other girls who she shared with. Her room mate was Amber and luckily she wasn’t in at the moment…she mug be questioning why her roommate was wearing such scandalous and sexy attire.

“…I hope that huge erection in your pants is keeping you awake in your lecture, I know it is me right now and making me wear the sexiest things” she typed as she sat there imagining that big piece of meat behind her legs.

But how was she going to get him in here? That was the question. Then again Jocelyn thought he might assume she was Amber. It was a possibility. All she would have to do is give him the form number and it was likely he’d be pretty convinced.

 

[Felix80]

“…I hope that huge erection in your pants is keeping you awake in your lecture, I know it is me right now and making me wear the sexiest things”

The sexiest things? Interesting. If they were really that sexy maybe mystery girl would send him a picture. That would go a long, long way to confirming it wasn't just the guys giving him shit, or worse, his ex.

Jack typed in the message, "You've got me intrigued. I want to see these 'most sexiest things' you're wearing. Send me a pic."

Let's see if this mystery woman was real or if she was just blowing smoke. And, Jack wanted to know just how hot she was.

She had been teasing him all through class with the dirtiest sexts. This girl seemed like a total slut, but swore she was devoted to his cock alone. Right now he was hard, not fully hard, but there was a major tentpole in his pants right now. When he put those jeans on this morning they had been loose-fit. Thanks to this anonymous slut they were now extra tight. He was not looking forward to the walk out of class.

Jack didn't really believe she was real, he was about 50% sure this was a gag, but if it was true, this was exactly what he needed right now. They say the fastest way to get over someone was to get under someone else. If this mystery slut was real, Jack was going to find out.

 

[Baddie4Life]

She read the message “You've got me intrigued. I want to see these 'most sexiest things' you're wearing. Send me a pic." And straight away her eyes lit up with fire at the sight of the text. She had dreamed of sending a boy a sexy pic of herself before, but never dared to try it. It was incredibly risky since who’s to say what he might do with that picture…spread it around campus…but why would he do that when it was merely a gateway to an actual face to face? No he wanted to see her…to keep getting an erection clearly. Fuel for the fire. This picture would be like the first coat of many…as if she were painting her nails in a mirror…each time the colour would be brighter and he’d want more. She thought she knew men after watching so many online…now it was time to assess this man…see if he was like the others…just a caveman savage programmed to get it up nonstop. She felt that deeply, to be handled by a savage…so hot…his big manly hands squeezing her butt cheeks together.

Then she also thought that perhaps it was too soon to reveal her face…better to keep him guessing that it could be anyone. She knew what she would do of course…hide her face behind her phone using her long mirror…that’s what a lot of them sexy ASMR camgirls did all the time…shame he didn’t ask for a video…I guess there was time for that later…he might even want that after this picture to prove she hadn’t just stolen it online.

She lay in the bed getting turned on by the thought of him seeing a picture of her and then she sat up on her bed. She had some sexy lingerie on of course which was a sexy lace floral black and red - Agent Provocateur - bra, suspenders and thong…with some sexy french cut curled thigh high stockings on her legs in a dark black opaque colour - Maison Close - the best. They were held to the belt by the straps of her suspenders. It was a hot compilation and finished with some high heels So Kate black - Louboutins - the iconic red soul set a fire in men’s pants faster than a dog eating a prime cut of meat. She admired herself in the mirror. She looked like such a tasty high class escort…maybe she should have set up an OnlyFans after all…maybe best to see how this went first.

It was a very sexy thing to wear casually whilst stirring on her bed and she wanted to dress it up a bit. Inside her cupboard she saw a few options and then picked something out. She put on a red sexy mini tartan pleated skirt with white lace truck and a black see through crop top which also had red tartan edging on it. Easy to rip off quickly if needed…also it hid some of what saucy elements were underneath…only a bit. The skirt barely covering her bum after alls She quickly put that on which matched the black and red theme she was going to. Her make up looked good, nails red and her hair still has the after effects of going to a fancy wedding, it was half up and half down, but looked good. Styled by her friend’s mum.

She then strutted to her mirror and struck a pose infront of her long mirror cocking her leg out slightly to show her sexy legs. Her skirt hung just above the tops of her stockings land she used her phone to hide her face. It was naughty.

Then she took one from a low angle with just her heels, legs and skirt showing using the timer. It showed the red souls of her heels, but she kept her legs crossed and she was leaning back, face out of shot. It gave a good view too of her breasts and was hot.

Two pictures would be enough for now. She didn’t want to spoil him too much. She attached them as her heart raced…

She clicked send with the message “Hoe is this for sexy? ”. The typo was just another fun accident…maybe if he knew she wanted it he’d come running.

Then she sat on her bed imagining his large penis inflating once more. If only she could get him here now. She felt ready for fun.

 

[Felix80]

He sent his pic request and waited eagerly... for about ten seconds. She wasn't going to send a picture. If it was a she. No, he'd been catfished and caught the catfishers. No big deal. Just another day in paradise. kind of a cruel thing to do to a guy who just broke up, but the world was full of dicks. Back to the lecture.

Jocelyn was busy dressing herself and taking just the right picture long enough for Jack to get refocused on the lecture and take a few notes. Then his phone vibrated. She had responded, and how!

“Hoe is this for sexy? ”

"Fuck yea!" Jack typed back almost immediately. Then he shifted in his seat. Jack had been leaning back somewhat, his right hand on the desk, his left hand had his phone under the desk where only he could see it. From there he could read the texts just fine, maintain his privacy, and still pay attention to the lecture. Plus it hid his growing erection. But the lecture was coming to an end and Jack wanted to get a closer view of this. So he shifted into the modern classic "Crotch obsessed" phone scrolling position. That's the position where you scoot your but to the back of the chair, lean forward, put your hands under the desk and stare at your crotch. Technically you're staring at your cell phone, and everyone knows that, but it is a sitting position no one in the history of the world ever used in public before cell phones because it looks like you're staring at your cock. Or pussy. And you're hiding it from everyone. If everyone didn't have a cell phone then everyone would assume you're some sort of sex-addicted public masturbator. Book readers didn't hide their books, so they never did the whole pill bug imitation. But people do have cell phones. As soon as Jack took the position everyone in the room who was paying attention knew he was looking at his phone. Not that anyone was paying attention to him.

At least, as far as he knew.

First off, it clearly wasn't his ex-girlfriend. Their bodies were different, and she could never afford an outfit like this. Was this how she usually dressed, or had she saved up? As a scholarship student he noted some of the kids could afford to be there without loans.

"Hoe is right! You are sexy! I want to suck on those titties, get them nice and wet and slip my cock between them and feed the tip right into your mouth."

He put his fingers together on the pic, then spread them, enlarging it. He looked over every detail, trying to figure out if her titties were really that big or was it some trickery from a push up bra? The mesh top obscured his view enough that he wasn't sure. Not that he really cared, this was a girl that was pledging herself to be his personal cock sheath. It was a turn on. He was rock hard. If he wasn't in class he'd be stroking himself to her pics.

If they were real. He checked the background. The room was a fairly standard college dorm room. It could be from his campus or one of a thousand other schools across the country. He knew what to ask for next.

"Alright my beautiful and sexy little fuck toy. I'm going to fuck your face and cum all over every inch of those sexy clothes so every time you wear them you can feel me, remember me fucking you, fell my cock stretching you out and filling you up and know that you belong to me now hoe. You're my slut. Now, my little cum eater, I want a video. I want to watch your take out those titties and play with them, and then show me that tight little pussy you've been telling me has been drenched thinking about my hard cock all night. I want to see how wet it is for myself."

Jack hit send. She would do it, wouldn't she? If she was real? Was she real? Fuck, if this was an ai bot, she was certainly a sexy one.

He had to take a deep breath to calm down and try to refocus on the lecture. And another breath. And another.

She was so fucking sexy.

If she was real.

 

[Man4mystery]

Jocelyn was beginning to feel the pressure, she’s never really done anything like this extreme and she really didn’t think this through. Her hormones after seeing his glistening cock in the shower, took over.
She knew if she started this, it could either go two ways. He wouldn’t respond or he would but now that he has, she didn’t think it would get this hot, this quick.

She knew she had to send a video but still wanted to stay anonymous for now. Testing home like this has made her incredibly wet and the thought of that dock inside her was heavenly.

She placed her phone at the end of the bed, propped against a pillow and checked the angles before doing tho. She turned it to video and later back, puller panties to the side. She tried to cover her face as much as she could then hit record.

With her fingers, she slid them up and down her wet pussy and let out a couple small whispers…the touched the phone with her foot and it pointed to the ceiling and she stopped the video.

She looked at it over and over and decided to send because she couldn’t think of a better way to prop the phone without him seeing her face…she hit send

 

[Felix80]

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