Nighttime Secrets

It had been a week or so since they’d begun talking again, it had become part of their bedtime routine to FaceTime before going to sleep.

Krist sat propped up in his bed, the lights low enough that they were soothing but not so dark that Atira couldn’t see him. He was shirtless, dressed in a pair of low-slung grey sweatpants, revealing his hip bones and the tiniest hint of a happy trail that ran from just below his belly button, to his pubic region.

Atira, like always, looked pretty as hell without even trying. Her blonde balayage pulled into a loose bun, a few stray hairs hanging in her face. She had on a thin white cami and from what he could tell, she was braless.

He was tempted to ask her to lower the camera so he could get a glimpse of her perfect tits but didn’t want her to think he was a sleazeball. Krist wasn’t gonna front, he had his moments but he liked Atira and wasn’t trying to scare her off.

“How’s your night going?” She asked, a smile playing upon her lips.

“Better, now that I got you in front of me,” he replied, placing his forearm behind his head.

“If I was there, what would you want to do?” Atira teased.

Krist could feel himself beginning to stir, she wanted to talk like that. Jokingly he told her, “Freeze up and stare at you like a fucking weirdo.”

Atira laughed, “Right, I don’t know if I believe that.”

He puckered his mouth to the side, “Aye. You ain’t seen me in ten years, I’m awkward as shit.”

“Uh-huh, that’s what you probably say to all your girls.”

“All my girls,” he repeated laughing.

“And that’s why you’re dressed all provocatively with no shirt on,” She grinned, her cheeks flushing.

“Shit, me provocative? Look at you and your lil ass tank top. You tryna tease me over there.”

“Is it working?”

“Hell yeah it’s working,” he told her.

“You know, I never asked you, what are your, you know, boundaries?”

“Like sexually?” Krist asked.

Atira nodded.

He thought for a minute, he didn’t have too many but, again, didn’t want to scare her away. “Hmm…I guess…like no butt stuff and I do not share,” Krist laughed, “What’s mine is mine, I don’t even wanna share you with another girl.”

She nodded, “I am not a sharer either. When you say butt stuff, is that mine or yours?”

“Mine,” he told her immediately, “I ain’t big on it in general but if that’s something you like, I’d be down.”

Atira had never done anal but had been curious to experiment at some point, maybe after a few drinks.

“I’ve honestly never tried it, maybe someday but it’s not a big deal if we never did,” she admitted.

He nodded, “I’d be down for that, get you in the shower, all soapy, and take it.”

Atira chewed her bottom lip, feeling that familiar throbbing in her panties, “What kind of things do you like?”

Krist closed his eyes, “Fuck…all of it. I wanna please my girl like that’s legit my biggest turn-on. I could spend all night licking on you, or whatever does it for you. For real, that shit gets me hella turned on.”

“You like giving oral?”

“I fuckin’ love that shit,” he told her, his hand instinctively rubbing on his now hard cock lightly over his sweats.

Atira liked the sound of that, “If I was there right now, how would you do it?”

Goddamn, his shit was hard.

“Mmm…I would start hella slow, like kissing on your inner thighs, maybe like softly kiss on your pussy lips a lil…” he was stroking himself a little firmer over his pants, “After I tease you a lil, I’d run my tongue between your lips hella slow, just so I can taste you.

“I’d start licking your clit slow at first and suck on it as I rub my tongue on it. When you got close to cumming, I’d back off and kiss on your thighs, maybe put my fingers in you…I’d start licking on you a few more seconds and stop again so I can see your clit jumping. I’d keep doing that until your pussy was dripping and you were begging me to let you cum.

“When I felt like you had enough, I’d start sucking and licking hella firm on you til I saw your pussy snapping. Then I’d get on top of you, I’d shove my shit in you hella deep, kissing you so you can taste your juices on my tongue.

“I would fuck you deep and hard for a couple minutes and pull out so I could go back and lick on you some more, til your clit can’t take it no more.”

Atira could feel her heart pounding in her clit, god she wished she was there right now, worshipping her pussy.

“Wow…” she gushed, her cheeks flushed pink.

“You like that?”

“God, I wish you were here right now,” she told him.

“Me too, baby,” Krist said, his voice low and husky, “Trust me, I can do that shit all night. I ain’t even tryna front about it.”

“Did I ever tell you I never had an orgasm until you? You were my first,” she confessed.

His eyes widened, “Naw…for real?”

She nodded, a giggle escaping her lips, “For reals. I mean, I was super naive about sex. I didn’t even know about the clit.”

Krist grinned, “That’s wild, so I gave you a whole awakening?”

“You did,” Atira admitted, “This is so embarrassing but I seriously got obsessed with it after you got me off the first time. I’d..you know…go to bed and rub on myself every night, sometimes a few times a day.”

“Damn that’s hot, I wish I could have seen that,” he told her.

“I wish you would have been there to do it for me,” she murmured.

“Me too, baby,” Krist said, “You gonna make yourself cum after we get off this call?”

Atira blushed, “Maybe.”

“Is that maybe a yes?” He teased her.

She nodded, twirling her hair, “You got me.”

“How you gonna do it?” Krist wanted to know, still stroking himself over his pants.

Atira hesitated, looking a tad embarrassed, “I got this..it’s called a rose,” she said, “I am kind of obsessed with it.”

“You ain’t gonna be obsessed with it once you come down here,” he told her, a look of cockiness washing over his handsome face, “Let me see this rose of yours.”

“You want to see it?”

“Hell yeah, I never heard of that. It like a vibrator or something?”

“Yes,” she admitted, “Hold on just a second.”

Atira saw the phone on the bed so all Krist could see was her ceiling. He could hear her close a drawer, “I’m back,” she announced, holding up a small pink silicone rose.

He raised an eyebrow, “How’s it work?”

Atira showed him the center, there was a small hole in the middle, “This part, the little hole sucks while the rest of it vibrates. I kept seeing women talking about it in TikTok. Ugh, I freaking love it.”

“Fancy,” he laughed. His arousal had taken over his sense of trying to keep his horniness from being too much, “You wanna show me how you use it?”

Her jaw dropped open playfully, and a nervous giggle emitted from her, he hoped he hadn’t crossed a line with her.

“You gotta give me a little show first though,” Atira said, looking as though she couldn’t believe she’d just said that.

“A show, huh? You wanna see me tug on this cock?” He asked, his shit getting so hard it was pulsing.

“Yes, you start and I’ll join in a minute.”

Krist groaned, “Fuck, you got me so fucking hard I ain’t even gonna be able to last a minute without busting.”

He played it off like he was joking but he knew a few jerks was all it was going to take.

“Just give it a few strokes and stop for me, edge yourself,” she suggested.

“Damn, you throwin’ out words like edging, I know you was a low-key freak,” Krist told her.

“You have no idea,” Atira grinned.

“Shit, I’m in for it, huh?” He asked, “You ready to see this?”

“I’ve been ready.”

Krist lowered his sweats enough to pull his junk out, holding the phone low enough to Atira had view of his full cock and balls as well as his face.

“I forgot how big you were,” Atira told him, her breath coming in soft pants.

He laughed, “It’s the camera angle, baby.”

Krist always played it off like his shit was small but he knew full well, he was above average at the very least. He was just over seven inches and girthy as hell, not no porno dick but he wasn’t lacking.

“You’re so full of it,” Atira told him.

He gripped the base firmly, slowly running his palm up the shaft and down again, giving a slight twist as he jerked. He wanted to cum but he always needed to see Atira and her little rose toy before he could finish.

“I gotta stop,” he admitted, bringing the camera upward so she could see his full face again, “Your turn.”

“I’m legit embarrassed, I’ve never actually done this in front of someone.”

“Don’t be, you just watched me and you know I ain’t gonna judge you.”

Atira blushed again, she was hella cute when she got shy, “How should I set my phone?” She wanted to know.

“Grab a pillow or something and prop it up against that, right between, like, your ankles,” Krist told her.

“You got that down to a t, huh?” She teased.

“I just watch a lot of them female orgasm videos,” he admitted.

“You’re nasty,” Atira laughed, “I watch ‘em too, though.”

“Is that, right?”

Atira giggled nervously again, “I do and I try to time mine with their’s,” she confessed.

“I knew you were a little freak.”

He watched Atira prop her phone up, climbing back on the bed, her panties off already.

“Take your top off too, I wanna see all of you,” he said, his cocking twitching hungrily.

Another giggle came from her as she slipped off her tank top, revealing her full round tits with perfect pink Arreolas.

“Damn you’re fucking sexy,” he sighed, “I wish I had you on top of me right now.”

Atira laid back, positioning herself so the phone was between her parted legs and he had a clear view of her pussy. She was bare except for a thin landing strip on her pubis.

She slid a finger between her chubby pussy lips, grazing her clit lightly before spreading her labia. Krist could hear the rose flick on, eager to watch her use it.

Atira gave a soft gasp as she got the toy positioned on her clit. She was propped up on her elbows so she could see him watching her, her eyes half closed, lips parted as she pleasured herself.

“Tell me when you’re close so I can cum with you,” he whispered, lightly rubbing the head of his cock.

Atira had the vibrators on her for no more than a minute before she announced to him she was close. Krist gripped his cock, tugging it, his eyes glazing over in lust as they both approached climax.

“I’m cumming, Krist,” Atira gasped, her face contorting as her body was overcome with ecstasy.

Krist gave a groan as his orgasm hit, hot cum spurting from his cock, “Fuck,” he groaned.

Atira held the phone up so she could watch his cum. “Dang,” she told him, giving an impressive laugh, “That was a lot.”

Krist chuckled, reaching for one of the baby wipes he kept by his bed, “I been banking it up for you.”

“Aww, babe,” Atira teased.

“Fuck, Imma sleep good tonight.”

“Me too, I can’t want to have you here with me.”

“I know, me too. Well, I gotta be up early, I love you, baby.”

“I love you, too.”

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