Info - smut, masturbating, bikini fashion show, easily hard Timothée, FaceTime sex, stripping, teasing, calling someone dirty/pervert, masturbation outside
"Hey baby," I said as I answered the FaceTime.
"You look like you're having fun," she sighed. I was away from home on a press tour. However, at the moment, I was lounging in the pool.
"You know I'm not lazing about," I pouted.
"No I know," she agreed. "I just miss you."
"Well, I miss you too Angel," I said easily.
"I suppose a pool is apt for the reason I called," Y/n shrugged.
"And that reason is?" I asked her.
"I bought some new bikini's, I want to try them on for you," she explained with a giggle.
"Mon amour, you're going to kill me! I haven't touched you in weeks," I moaned.
"Suck it up butter cup, I can't chose," She replied sassily.
"Fiiiiine," I pouted.
The first one was green and gold. It covered a bit more than usual, and looked expensive. She looked classy and gorgeous, like a Greek goddess.
"Fuck you like regal in that," I said. She turned around, checking out her ass.
"No, it's not cute enough, too rich widow looking."
"A bikini can make you look like a rich widow?" I laughed.
"I just want something a little younger," she said with a shrug.
The next one was barely there. Small red triangles covered her nipples and slit, the rest was just strings straps. She looked like a gift wrapped bow I'd like to pull open.
"Holy shit y/n," I gasped.
The way she casually put her hair up made me harden. I wished she was pulling the strands back to suck my cock. She looked so good. A bit of fabric slipped and I saw her perky nipple.
"C-cold in there?" I stuttered. My dick was now completely hard in my trunks.
"Yeah a bit," she said, not giving the wardrobe malfunction much notice. She casually fixed the top as if she wasn't killing me.
"Not this one. This is a bit too far in the other direction."
"I love it," I said in a strained voice as I pressed my palm down against my bulge.
"You would, cheeky boy," she chuckled. She went to get a new one and I tried gather myself. I was about to try a deep breath when she came out in a plum coloured bandeau.
"Ohhhh," I moaned. I couldn't take it any longer. I reached into my bottoms and gave myself a stroke.
A single stroke I told myself. That was all I would give myself. However, the pump had felt so good, and my girl looked so sexy that I tried another.
"Ha, ha, ah," I panted, trying to keep quiet. This felt so dirty. I was masturbating to my own girlfriend, and all she'd had to do was wear a swimsuit.
"Should I try- TIMOTHEÉ HAL!" She cut herself off when she noticed my face.
"What?" I jumped and my hand jerked out of my trunks.
"Were you touching yourself?" She smirked.
"Babbbbby, I couldn't help it. I'm so fucking needy. You look so good in all of them. Don't make me chose, just quit your job and come here and ride my dick," I whined.
"You're so fucking easy," she chuckled smugly.
"I am," I breathed. I didn't even remember pulling down my trunks. Before I knew what was going on I had my hand wrapped around my cock again.
"Yeah, you easy for your pretty girlfriend?" She teased.
"So easy, you barely have to do anything," I told her desperately.
"Awww all worked up," she cooed.
"Yeah, yeah baby, so worked up. I wanna fucking bust."
"You're going to bust out there? In the open? Where anyone could see?" She asked me as she moved the camera so I could see her slowly strip.
"Fuck yes. I will cum anywhere you fucking want," I panted.
I was worked up into a mess. I truly didn't care who saw or came upon me. I imagined her touch and her mouth and my dick pulsed in my hand. I couldn't stop the moans that were pouring from me. My sticky precum flowed freely and with every second I could feel the load building.
"Yeah? You're going to make people wonders what's happened to the great Timothée Chalamet. They're going to think..... you're a pervert."
"Oh fuck!" I sucked in a breath of pure lust.
"Say it again," I begged.
"You're such a pervert. So dirty and taboo, jerking off outdoors to me. All because I wore a bikini you dirty boy," she crooned. She was not completely naked and playing with her nipples to tease.
"Yeahhhhhhh," I sighed in satisfaction. "I'm a fucking pervert for you baby. No one does it like you. No one could work me up this way."
"That's right, you're a desperate horny pervert for your girl," she assured me.
"Oh fuck I'm going to cum, I'm gonna fucking cum!" I cried. She was encouraging and praising me as I began to shoot.
It was as if my soul was leaving my cock. Pure pleasure washed over me in waves. I was in heaven as I worked my pulsating cock until the end.
"Thank you, oh my gosh thank you," I groaned and I laid back on the concrete of the inground pool.
"Anytime needy boy," she laughed.
