Page 41 of Indecent Ventures
I’m deep in thought about the places I’d like to go when I hear my text tone. I look down at my phone.
Unknown: What are you wearing?
Me: Depends on who’s asking.
Unknown: The sexiest man alive.
Me: Henry Cavill, how did you get my cell number? You finally got all the naked pictures I mailed you?
Unknown: Please resend them so I can confirm your identity.
I laugh. Whoever is texting me at least has a sense of humor.
Me: You first.
I’m not prepared for a return text with a photo of a giant, hard penis. The same giant, hard penis that’s been on my mind all week.
Me: Collin Fitz. It’s good to see your big head.
Unknown: I love that you were able to identify me from my cock. Still the biggest you’ve ever had?
Me: Maybe. You also just so happen to have a very distinguishable, very pleasurable piercing. How did you get my number?
Collin: I may have swiped it from Reagan’s phone when I was at their house this week.
Me: I hope you didn’t steal any nudes of her. She undoubtedly has a few on her phone.
Collin: I didn’t think of that. There’s only one naked blonde woman on my mind right now.
Me: Hmm. Margot Robbie? She’s hot. She’s on my mind too. She could turn me. Though I do like D a little too much.
Collin: Any particular D?
Me: Nope. I’m all for equal opportunity D.
Collin: Are you sure about that? You seemed mighty pleased with my D the other day. You came all over it. I smelled you for hours.
Everything he says is sexy. I should be smart right now and end this conversation, but I enjoy sparring with him, and I can’t help that I’m getting turned on by simply staring at the picture of his dick. I’m saving that into my photos.
It’s such a perfect dick. I’m remembering what it did to my body the other day. I slide my hand into my panties. Yep, I’mreallyturned on.
I can apparently still type with one hand though. I have mad skills.
Me: My lips are sealed. Your head is already big enough.
Collin: Which head? The big one or the REALLY big one?
Me: Send another pic so I can confirm from all angles.
Of course he sends another photo. Damn, that’s a good-looking dick.
Collin: What are you doing?
Me: Totally not touching myself to the sight of your best attribute.
Collin: Can I watch?
Me: You’re not going to take screenshots and post them on social media are you?
