Skype for real
Date: 8/10/2018, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: Fuzzyfruit, Source: LushStories
As I walked along the road at the end of a long week of work I was fighting back the tiredness. My friends and I were looking forward to a few drinks but I'd had a late night the night before, so was planning just to have a couple and then head home. “Why were you up so late?” my friend asked. “Just couldn’t get to sleep,” I replied, trying to hide the smile that crept across my face. We went to our usual drinking establishment. It was busier than usual. We pushed our way through the heaving mass of people and managed to find a place where we could survey the whole bar. One of my mates went to buy a round of drinks and although I was trying to listen to the conversation about the weekend, my mind was wandering. No wonder I was tired. Beer in hand, my eyes absent-mindedly passed over the crowd and then stopped, my gaze transfixed. “It can’t be her,” I thought. “What are the chances?” As I nervously took another sip from my drink I and stared, I realized it was her. Katie from the night before. I had met Katie online. She lived in London, but was in New Zealand for a short time. I had been drawn to her amazing pictures: The long dark hair falling over her cheeks, those full, kissable, biteable, suckable lips. The even fuller breasts, falling out of her outfit in the pictures she had sent me. Her round arse, just begging for attention. After exchanging messages for a little while online we had agreed to chat, and I had Skyped her. There was an instant, intense and unbridled ...