She never saw William as a sexual being. He was more like a little brother to her than anything. She never once considered him more than that. It was just the way they were. But in recent days, particularly after the dressing room incident, she couldn’t scratch the image of him from her head. It was harmless enough until tonight. When she saw the number he wrote down on his profile, it was virtually impossible for her to think of anything else except what his cock looked like.
She pictured him holding it, stroking it. She pictured it being very hard and throbbing at every inch. She wondered how he handled it. She thought about if he knew what to do with such an impressive tool.
There would be no waiting to get out of the shower. She started masturbating right there and then as the hot water rained down upon her. She methodically rubbed her clit using her two fingers as she leaned against the shower wall. She closed her eyes to get lost in her thoughts. Anything but William. She tried to think about past sexual encounters. Boyfriends, one night stands, imaginary fantasies.
But no matter what she pictured, her mind brought her right back to William. She pictured his nine inch cock throbbing hard in his hand. It was long and thick. Ready to burst.
It was never hard for her to cum in the shower. She loved the feeling of the water splashing across her body. Right as she began to penetrate herself with her fingers, she knew she would soon climax. She continued picturing William. This time he was masturbating. She tried to imagine how much cum he shot out.
Then suddenly, she snapped out of it. She stopped masturbating and opened her eyes. She should not be getting off to him. This was insane. Snap out of it she said to herself. Quickly, she resumed, this time replacing the image of William with one of her other many fantasies. Her impending orgasm raced back into her being.
Yet he returned. This time she was with him. Stroking his cock. Cradling his balls. Talking with him about how big it is. They were together in his apartment. They were casually talking about his penis as she stroked it.
There would be no switching fantasies this time. Amanda moaned as her mouth opened and head shot back. She came harder than she has ever cum in a long time. As she gushed, she pictured William cumming too. He was spraying her with his seed, splattering it all over her chest and stomach. In her fantasy, he moaned too.
She perched up on her toes as she normally does when cumming in the shower. Her orgasm was all encompassing. So were her naughty thoughts about William.
She finished showering, dried off, got into pajamas and went to bed. She settled on a Netflix show while trying to doze off.
But she could not scrape the image of William’s cock from her head. She had to see it in real life. Somehow.
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“Well?” Amanda said as she sat down across William at the sparsely occupied coffee shop in the center of town. “How’d it go?”
“With what?” William asked, sipping his tea. He was not much of a coffee drinker.
Amanda scoffed. “The App, ya dum dum. Did you get any hits?”
William smiled, looking around. He turned back to Amanda. “Umm… yeah. You may want to have a look.” He handed his phone to her and watched her reaction.
Amanda’s eyes suddenly widened when she started scrolling through the App. “William!” she shouted. Someone on the other side of the cafe looked up from their laptop. She leaned in, lowering her voice to a loud whisper. “You blew up!”
William laughed. “You could say that.”
“Look at all these messages! These are babes, William! You’re a stud!”
William nodded proudly. He was yet to fully realize the response he got from the change in his profile. Something inside him insisted it probably wasn’t real.
“Wait,” she said as she continued scrolling through. “You’re not saying anything.”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“You’re not writing back to any of them. You have to engage!”
“Amanda,” he said. “There are literally hundreds of messages. I don’t even know what to say to these girls.”
“Oh, I don’t know… maybe start with “hi”?!” she exclaimed. “Here, look at this one.” She turned the phone to William and showed him a picture of a gorgeous brunette with big boobs. She posed in workout gear. She held a dog in her hands. “This girl’s cute!”
“What did she say?”
Amanda read the message and burst out laughing, covering her mouth. “Oh my God. I can’t,” she said. “Here.” She handed the phone back and watched William read the message.
“Hey big boy. Or should I say huge boy,” he read aloud. “I would love to connect with you. I am dying to find out if your subtle little hint is accurate. Xoxo”
“What?” William said.
Amanda giggled. “Seems like she wants a picture of it,” she guessed.
William continued reading messages, this time to himself. “They all talk about it. They all want to see it.”
“You’re like a budding celebrity,” Amanda said. She desperately wanted to see it herself, but tried to erase those thoughts from her head.
“Do I send those kinds of pictures on here?”
Amanda leaned back and crossed her arms. “Don’t ask me! It’s not my thingy!”
“No, I’m serious. Is that bad? Or creepy?”
Amanda thought about it. “Honestly, if they want to see it, I guess there’s no harm. I wouldn’t show anything in it that would identify you though.”
“Do I take it from… above? Or set my phone down? How am I supposed to do this?” he pondered.
Amanda laughed again. “Do I look like the dick pic authority? I guess just take it from a good angle that you’re pleased with? C’mon, you mean to tell me you’ve never photographed your junk?”
“Have you?!?” William asked, truly perplexed.
Amanda shook her head. “Uh-uh. I’m not telling you that. That’s top secret.”
William took that as a yes. He briefly pictured her taking a picture of her boobs or, even better, her pussy. He felt his cock tingle at just the thought of it.
“I guess I have some work to do,” he said as he drank the last of his tea. “No idea how I’m gonna do this, to be honest.”
“Relax, William. I’ll help you out. C’mon let’s go.”
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“Do you need to… umm… prepare it?” Amanda asked. They each stood in William’s small living room where they normally hung out together. Amanda held William’s phone in her hand, preparing to take the photo. Without really talking about it out loud, it was determined that she would help him by taking pictures of his penis. A boundary between long-standing friends was about to be crossed quickly.
“I guess I should, huh? Or should I do one with it… normal first?”
“I don’t know!” Amanda giggled. “I guess so! Ok, let’s do a before and after.”
“Ok, cool,” William said nervously. His hands were shaking, but he hid them from Amanda so she wouldn’t see.
They stood together in awkward silence. “Ok? Like… whenever you’re ready?” she laughed.
“Oh, right, right,” William said. He started to unbuckle his belt. The sound of it was deafening in the quiet room. Amanda watched patiently as he unfastened the button on his jeans. She could see his hands were shaking. She could nearly hear his heart racing.