[A conversation from earlier in the night trickles back into his thoughts... Yes, he definitely enjoys receiving praise. He can hear her voice in his head, can imagine her breath warm in his hair, and it encourages him to stroke faster, squeeze himself tighter.]
Your hand always feels good on me Tell me how you'd stroke me
I'd kiss yuor nipple and pinch it in my mouth. I love the taste of you on my tongeu.
[It feels...clumsy to describe everything in this way. But it's exciting and new and he hopes she's as thrilled for his messages as he is for hers.]
steady but slow i know you'd probably want me to go faster but you just look so good when you come undone when you need something so bad
[ She imagines him, the familiar weight of his cock in her hand. Squeezing just the way he likes as she buries her nose in his hair, knowing just how she would make him groan against her tits. ]
do you know what i really want to do though? as much as i love your mouth on my tits i'd drop down on my knees and take you in my mouth.
You've become very dangerous Alinochka You know just how to tease me
And you look damn good on your knees between my legs But how am I going to keep quiet noe?
[Even just the thought of her mouth, splitting hot and wet over the head of his cock, is enough to make him whimper, paired with the friction of his own hand. He clamps his lips together to hold in the sounds that want to escape.]
[ Alina's face cracks into a wide grin as she imagines it, knowing just the way he'd groan as she would take the tip of him between her lips. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, fingers following before she draws them into her mouth sucking on the tips as if it's his cock. ]
me? dangerous? i am a saint. the picture of innocence.
[ Is she maybe not too torn up at the idea of him not being able to hold himself back? Signs point to yes, as she sends him a literal picture of her sucking on her fingers, cheeks hollowed and eyes bright and mischievous. ]
[The visual aid she provides makes it all too easy to imagine his cock filling her mouth. Her cheeks hollowing around him, her tongue slurping eagerly at his tip. He curses out loud at the waves lapping him. Blyat.]
Oh dear am I corrupting your innocence then ? Are my seductive wiles too muhc to resist?
[The ridiculous quantity of liquor sloshing around in him certainly isn't doing anything for his stamina. With her photos flooding his imagination with all kinds of excellent suggestions, and with his reckless, desperate pace, it won't take much longer.]
I love seeing your mouth full of my cock When I come will you swallow?
[That's what sends him over the edge in the end: the image of Alina messy with his cum, her face and breasts sticky and glistening, her tongue darting out to try to clean her lips. All his.
In an attempt to stifle his loud moan by pressing the back of his hand over his mouth, he drops his phone into the ocean. Only once he's ridden out his orgasm does he think in a daze to fish it out. Luckily...it seems fine?]
[ Alina is far more pleased with herself than she thought she would be. Maybe ought to be. It was her words, thinking of her, all her that did this to him.
Greedy and vain, but those are her secrets tonight. ]
i was thinking you might
i hope constantin didn't drown while i distracted you.
[The great thing about beating off in the ocean is that the cleanup is remarkably easy. He just sits there a moment, letting the push and pull of the sea wash him. Then once he has the strength, he pulls himself out of the water and returns to the sand, throwing himself down clear of the surf.]
How could I possibly choose?
Perhaps I should go look for him. He said somethign about looking for turtles.
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Your hand always feels good on me
Tell me how you'd stroke me
I'd kiss yuor nipple and pinch it in my mouth. I love the taste of you on my tongeu.
[It feels...clumsy to describe everything in this way. But it's exciting and new and he hopes she's as thrilled for his messages as he is for hers.]
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i know you'd probably want me to go faster
but you just look so good when you come undone
when you need something so bad
[ She imagines him, the familiar weight of his cock in her hand. Squeezing just the way he likes as she buries her nose in his hair, knowing just how she would make him groan against her tits. ]
do you know what i really want to do though?
as much as i love your mouth on my tits
i'd drop down on my knees
and take you in my mouth.
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You know just how to tease me
And you look damn good on your knees between my legs
But how am I going to keep quiet noe?
[Even just the thought of her mouth, splitting hot and wet over the head of his cock, is enough to make him whimper, paired with the friction of his own hand. He clamps his lips together to hold in the sounds that want to escape.]
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me?
dangerous?
i am a saint.
the picture of innocence.
[ Is she maybe not too torn up at the idea of him not being able to hold himself back? Signs point to yes, as she sends him a literal picture of her sucking on her fingers, cheeks hollowed and eyes bright and mischievous. ]
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Oh dear am I corrupting your innocence then ?
Are my seductive wiles too muhc to resist?
Does my dick taste good?
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mhmm.
i want to swallow you down as much as i can.
does my mouth feel good?
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I want to feel more of it
Haven't I been good for you?
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i'll suck your cock until you come.
are you close?
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[The ridiculous quantity of liquor sloshing around in him certainly isn't doing anything for his stamina. With her photos flooding his imagination with all kinds of excellent suggestions, and with his reckless, desperate pace, it won't take much longer.]
I love seeing your mouth full of my cock
When I come will you swallow?
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if you want.
or you can come on my tits
or my face?
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In an attempt to stifle his loud moan by pressing the back of his hand over his mouth, he drops his phone into the ocean. Only once he's ridden out his orgasm does he think in a daze to fish it out. Luckily...it seems fine?]
I picked both if you care to know.
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Greedy and vain, but those are her secrets tonight. ]
i was thinking you might
i hope constantin didn't drown while i distracted you.
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How could I possibly choose?
Perhaps I should go look for him. He said somethign about looking for turtles.
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go find him and think about how you can repay me in person.
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Save me a place in bed, Alinochka.
[Aaaand then he stays out all night being an idiot with Constantin. Oops.]
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[ It's fine she falls asleep. ]