1. A Very Happy Birthday (Straight Practice part 2)


    Date: 2/24/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Author: Just_A_Guy_You_Know, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    organization, I snapped a discreet photo under my desk where the outline of my hardening cock was clearly visible through the black fabric of my work pants. I sent it back to her with the message: "Do u c what yr doing 2 me @ work?" This only encouraged Shriya to go further. I received more panty shots, and then magically, the panties disappeared. Here's Shriya in her car, her skirt hiked above her hips exposing her hairless brown pussy. Here's Shriya at a coffee shop near campus, her legs open beneath the table. Here's another shot, close-up and I could actually see the moisture around her lips. The next shot, she's spread them apart like a butterfly. I love the way the brown gives way to soft wet pink. Here's another pussy shot, even closer. Fuck, I couldn't take it anymore! I put my phone in my pocket, where it continued to vibrate with each new incoming picture. "Hello? Hello? Are you still there?" asked the voice on the line. "I think he hung up on me..." "No, no, I'm still here." "I was saying I'm not interested," the voice resumed its indignant tone. Please don't call here anymore." At this point we're supposed to argue with them, and say whatever it takes to keep them on the line. The longer we talk, the more chance there is for a sale. But fuck it, I couldn't be bothered. "Okay," I said. "Okay?" the voice asked, as if expecting more of a fight. "Yeah, have a good afternoon," I said easily. "Uh, you too, pal," replied the voice. I heard the click of the line going ...
    dead. Quickly, I put my calls on hold before another could come through to me. I got up and crossed the floor to the washroom, slightly hunched over, hoping no one would spot my erection. Fortunately, everyone I passed seemed very wrapped up in their work. In the washroom, I closed myself into one of the stalls for privacy. With one hand I fished my phone out of my pocket, with the other I opened my zipper and freed my aching cock. I flipped through the more recent pictures. Here's Shriya with her fingers inside her pussy. Here are those same fingers, glistening with her juices. Here, she sucks them clean with a devious smile on her lips. As I examined these pictures, my erection came roaring back to throbbing life. I shot a picture of it and sent it to Shriya. Then I began to beat it. With a tight grip, fast strokes, and Shriya's dirty pictures, it wasn't long until I came for the second time that day. Some of it landed in the toilet, and a lot of it landed on the black plastic seat. I took a picture of the mess, and sent it to her. Then I wiped down the seat with toilet paper, and flushed everything. "U have no idea how hot that is," she texted back. This was followed by "Can't w8 2 c u 2nite." There was one last picture. Here's Shriya blowing a kiss, with a cute little wink. A wave of affection washed through me. What an amazing girl! I felt lucky to have her. The next few hours crawled by as they tend to do when you wish they'd disappear. I didn't make any more sales that ...
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