My Smut Book!

Excerpt from "Denial Number Four"

"I have an idea for tonight, but I don't know if you'd be up for it..." I said.

"What is it, babe?" he sent.

"Sexting," I sent.

"Babe, are you sure?" he asked.

"I need to see you," I said.

"Alright," he said.

"You're up for it?" I asked.

"Yeah c:," he sent.

"This is why I love you," I sent.

"I love you too, boo. My parents are leaving in about an hour to go have dinner with my aunt and uncle, so we should be able to do it then," Joe sent.

"Awesome. Can't wait, baby," I sent.

"Me either c:," he said.

Joe and I spent the next hour or so texting, talking about random things, and laughing at each others stupid jokes. I love the guys, wow. As the time rolled around for his mom and dad to leave, I started to get butterflies in my stomach. I'm so glad Joe agreed to this. I need to see him face, his body, everything. Then Joe sent me that infamous text saying that his parents had left. I was home alone at the moment, but just in case my parents were to come home from their date night, I went into my room. I hopped into my bed, then grabbed my phone again.

"Are you ready to do this babe?" I sent Joe.

"More than ever. I'm in my room in our hotel room and I have the door locked just in case," Joe said.

"Same here, except at my house lol," I sent.

"Weird fucker lol," Joe sent.

I took my shirt off, then wiggled myself out of my pants. I snaked my hand down into my boxers, then wrapped my hand around myself. I told Joe and he said he had done the same. Just imagining him doing that was already getting myself hard.

As I lazily stroked myself, my phone vibrated from beside me. I opened the text and it was a picture of Joe with his hand wrapped around his member. I moaned at the image, not being able to help myself, then shakily snapped a picture of myself doing the same. After that, I put my phone down and started stroking myself faster. I had completely taken my boxers off because frankly, they were just getting in the way.

A few minutes later, a video was sent to me from Joe. It was him stroking himself and moaning my name. It turned me on even more and I waited a little while before I took a video of myself. My video was me thrusting myself into my hand as I breathed heavily and was begging Joe to fuck me. I couldn't help myself from saying that, it just happened.

"Fuck, that's hot, babe. I'm so close," Joe sent me.

"Me too," I replied.

A few minutes later, another video of Joe was sent to me. I opened it and watched it as I stroked myself to the sound of Joe's breathing, which escalated throughout the video. Towards the end of the video, Joe's moaning increased, then his thrusted himself into his hand and came on it with a loud, deep moan. Minutes later, I lost it and came on my stomach, thinking or Joe the whole time. I sent him the video as I laid there in my bed, focusing on my breathing.

"We should definitely do that again sometime," Joe sent me minutes later.

"I agree," I sent as I smiled at the text.

"I'm really tired now, so I'm going to go clean up and head to bed. I love you, baby. Can't wait until I'm home in a few days," Joe sent.

"I think I will soon too. I love you too," I replied.