Emma
I sighed again, and I pulled myself away from the door; my body was still on fire, my pussy was throbbing, and it needed its release, and I knew that whatever I did, it wouldn’t be enough. I knew what my body needed and who it required.
I bit the inside of my cheek, grabbed the hem of my shirt, then took it off and threw it on the bed; the pants followed, and I was left with only my panties still souped. I sighed and went to the bathroom, closed the door behind me, turned on the shower, let the water flow, rested on the sink, and then looked at myself in the mirror.
My eyes were shiny; my lips were still red and slightly swollen. The nipples were still swollen, and I imagined Axel’s hands massaging them; at the thought of it, I could feel my pussy pulsating and the chills running all over my body; I squeezed my legs between them, feeling a little liquid begin to flow between my legs and a groan escaped from my lips.
God, I was sick.
I moved out of the sink and into the shower, letting the hot water rinse my body and calm it down; what I didn’t count was my sick mind that started imagining things.
I imagined Axel going into the shower with me, his hands on my body, one massaging my breast, the other between my legs rubbing my clitoris while his lips were glued to my neck, his tongue licking wet skin.
I closed my eyes and threw my head back moaning without shame as my hand slowly descended, caressing me between my breasts, my belly, and my abdomen, until I reached between my legs. I caressed my clit as the images in my head became more vivid. I put two fingers inside and I started to move them without stopping, I opened my mouth and I began to moan without restraint, while I imagined that Axel touched me, that he penetrated me with ferocity with his fingers and so I penetrated with strength, caressing my clitoris at the same time, my body quivered and became stiff while I continued to push hard, in my head echoed the moans of Axel just before. I had an orgasm so powerful that I had to hang on to the shower to keep my legs from giving out as I saw the stars.
My eyes became blurred and my pussy twitched as I came furiously I shouted his name while my whole body convulsed.
I waited for my veins to stop beating and my body to stop shaking. God, I’ve never had such an intense orgasm, not that I’ve had so many in my life.
I laid my forehead on the tiles as I relaxed. I was just hoping the sound of the water would be loud enough to cover my noises. It would have been very embarrassing for someone to hear me having an orgasm.
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After twenty minutes, I left the bathroom and went back to my room, my body wrapped in a towel while with another I dabbed my wet hair. I went to the bed and sat down while I continued to pass the towel through my wet hair.
I heard the phone vibrate and I turned around, and then I picked it up. There were several messages from Axel.
I felt my body quivering and opened the chat.
I jerked off in your bathroom thinking about you.
He said the first message and a numbness radiated from the center of my legs, making me tremble and forcing me to close my legs.
While I was jerking myself I thought it was you doing it, I was thinking about your hand on me and your tongue in my mouth. I saw the stars on the way.
He kept telling with the second message. He was shameless.
I don’t want to stay in the fantasy all the time, I want to try it on my skin.
He said the last message. I sighed deeply and at that moment I got another message.
I’m in my room and looking back on what happened this morning, I got hard again. Now I’m jerking off again while I imagine you kneeling in front of me with your tongue busy cleaning my pre-cum.
I looked up and gasped at his message, and my mind immediately imagined him lying in his bed, his dick hanging out while he was pumping fast.
God.
I threw myself on the bed and typed the message.
Axel... I beg you
Beg what, mon amour? Please continue, or please make me a video?
I groaned softly.
It is wrong to...
I keep picturing you While I'm jerking off, Emma.
That was his answer. I groaned again and couldn’t help but put my hand between my legs, stroking myself again, as if I hadn’t had an orgasm earlier. I couldn’t stop it, so I stuck two fingers in and groaned as I began to move them, while I wrote a message to Axel.
Stop it, Axel.
I wrote. What a hypocrite I was, I told him to stop when I was first touching myself imagining him. I groaned and dropped the phone on the bed as I carried an arm over my mouth and bit it, to keep me from screaming as my fingers went in and out nonstop, with my thumb I rubbed my clitoris as my body trembled. I closed my eyes.
I imagined that I was standing in front of Axel’s face, with a mischievous smile on my mouth while my eyes were veiled with desire. I imagined that my hands were blocked by him over my head as his free hand worked its magic between my legs.
I pushed my fingers deeper, feeling my inner walls begin to contract. I vibrated. Oh my God, I vibrated!
I opened my eyes wide, realizing that it wasn’t me vibrating but my phone next to my head. It vibrated as much as I could, the screen lit up and Axel’s face grimacing appeared in all its beauty.
I bleached it. Why was he calling me?
My fingers froze but I kept them inside me. I took my cell phone and took a deep breath before answering.
"Emma," he said in his hoarse voice as I had heard it only that morning.
I bit my lip and gently moved my fingers inside of me "Axel" I said with a thread of voice.
"Why do you have this voice? What are you doing?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
"Why do YOU have this voice?" I asked for rejection.
"I told you why, Em, I wanted to hear your voice to come," Axel admitted shamelessly.
I groaned and closed my eyes as I started masturbating nonstop. I heard Axel move across the line and heard the unmistakable sound of his hand sawing off. I almost came to that sound and I missed another moan.
"Are you masturbating, Em?" Axel asked as he groaned.
"No," I lied as I pushed my fingers deeper.
I bit my lower lip, breathing through my nose to prevent the desperate moan that threatened me from succeeding.
"So you’re not pushing your fingers inside you thinking about me?" he asked almost innocently.
"Absolutely not!" I said and groaned.
Shit.
I heard Axel laughing and then a deep, guttural groan "I’m imagining you instead" he said between the moans "While I’m jerking off I imagine it’s your hand and pumping me and I assure you that my dick imagines it too" he continued.
I didn’t stop him this time. I let the deep moan that I was trying to hold back come out of my mouth, thinking about Axel’s hand pumping fast, the pre-cum fluid that had formed on the tip, to him lying on the bed, his hair ruffled, flushed and sexy to death.
"Can you imagine my fingers penetrating you?" he continued and I in response groaned louder "Oh yes, Stretch them deeper and rotate them" he said and I did as he said feeling my body tremble.
"Put your thumb on the tip and then slowly go down to the attachment," I ordered and heard him moan.
"Fuck," he moaned.
"Oh my God," I said, feeling my body stiffening, my walls tightening around my fingers.
I put my feet on the bed, lifting my knees as the orgasm hit me so hard that I could see the stars.
I moved the phone, dropped it next to my head as I carried my arm in front of my mouth, and bit it to avoid moaning too loud.
I heard Axel on the other side groan so hard that my orgasm lingered. I felt my veins beating fiercely and my eyes fogging as Axel continued to groan in my ear as if his orgasm never stopped.
Minutes, maybe hours passed before my body calmed down. My breath slowly came back to normal, my heart slowed its beats while I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling with a sigh.
Reality collapsed on me again. What was wrong with me? Why was I so wrong?
"What did we do?" I asked out loud.
"We just masturbated while we were talking," Axel said as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
"We can’t do that!" I said, getting up, my legs were still slightly shaking.
"But we just did, and it was the best sex call of my life," he said.
"God, Axel, can you be serious?"
"I am serious!"
"We can’t. No! Don’t call me again!" I said, hanging up.
I put my hand on my heart and closed my eyes, took two deep breaths, and then pulled myself up, starting to get dressed. After I finished I took the camera and went out of my room. I needed to vent and my camera was the only one that could help me.
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Axel
I looked at the phone frowning. He hung up on me. How could she hang up on me when I just heard her come calling my name?
God, how complicated she was. I got up and sat on the bed and looked at my dick.
I messed up pretty bad. I came in all over my pants, and part of it fell on my bed like I had a fire pump instead of a dick.
I sighed and undressed, I absolutely didn’t like all the chaos. I took off the sheets and went straight to the laundry. Passing by my sister’s room, I heard the bed slamming against the wall and then moaning continuously.
I couldn’t stand them. I’d seen Miles' car parked in front of the house when I got back, but I didn’t think he’d stay even after they woke up, and yet they’d been up for almost an hour and they’d been fucking for 50 minutes, disturbing my peace.
I shook my head and went to the laundry. I put the clothes in the washing machine and turned it on. When I was a kid, I’d seen my mom do the washing machine a million times, and I immediately learned how it worked. I was the only one who could do it, and I preferred it that way.
I didn’t like it when my sister did the washing. She didn’t have the right amount of detergent and fabric softener, and there was always something wrong with the clothes when I wore them.
Only Mom could understand what I liked. That’s why she made a washing machine just for me, where she put the dosage that I liked, so I wouldn’t have a seizure while I was getting dressed. I loved my mother.
I went back to my room, trying to ignore the moans and grunts of the two crazy lovers, and threw myself into bed, putting on my headphones to prevent myself from hearing them.
I turned on the music and I stood looking at the ceiling, reflecting on the next move I was gonna make with Emma, because, yeah, I would have, after what happened, the only certainty I had was that you and I were meant to be together.
We were wrong together, we were sick the same way, and only we could understand what we were for each other. And I didn’t give a shit about other people’s judgment, I only cared what she thought, and I knew she wanted me as much as I did.
Because I always understand what you want mon amour, I’ve always been the only one to understand you and I know you want me, but don’t worry, you’ll have me soon.
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