It's good to chat

Lynda lounged comfortably on her couch, her fingers dancing across the keyboard as she chatted online with a man whose name she couldn't quite recall, didn't really care to be honest . She was wearing a loose t-shirt and leggings, her feet bare and her hair cascading down her shoulders in a messy bun her dress was very casual, the setting was her living room, and the conversation was definitely heating up.

"What are you wearing?" he typed, his curiosity piqued. Lynda smirked to herself , her fingers hovering over the keys before she replied, "shall I she thought ? " Yeah why not " i am wearing a matching black bra and panties set , she typed, lacey suspender belt , with a lovely pair of 15 denier French heeled Stockings " she could almost feel his gaze on her through the screen, his imagination was no doubt running wild.

His response was swift, "I'm stroking my cock, enjoying the view, you look amazing, take off your bra for me Lynda"

OK babe , I have taken off my bra . Lynda felt a shiver run down her spine, her nipples instantly hardening beneath her t-shirt. She began to play with them through the fabric, her touch light and teasing. The sensation was electrifying, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"Are you playing with your pussy for me Lynda ?" He asked "My cock is so hard for you Lynda , I am wanking "

" Yes babe " replied Lynda " I am playing with my pussy for you , I am so wet babe for you "

Emboldened by his words, Lynda decided to up the ante. She removed her t-shirt and bra, exposing her breasts to the cool air. Her nipples were always so sensitive to her touch, aching for more. She moved her hand down to her crotch, rubbing it through her leggings. The friction was delightful, causing her breathing to quicken and her fingers to move even faster and harder against the fabric.

The guy online was stroking his cock harder now, she could imagine his breath coming out in ragged gasps. Lynda could almost see him, his hand moving up and down his shaft purple and swollen with pleasure, his eyes glued to the screen reading her words of encouragement. " Wank for me babe , make him cum for me " she typed . " My legs are so silky in these Stockings babe , feel them against your skin"

Then she lifted up her hips, pulling her leggings and panties off in one swift motion. Her pussy now exposed, the dark pubic hair covering her pink, puffy lips, she spread her legs wider, allowing herself full access. Laptop now to one side on the cushion.

Her fingers began to trace a light circular pattern around her clitoris as she continued to chat. " Fuck me babe fuck me hard " The sensation was intoxicating, her pleasure building with each passing second. She applied a little more pressure, rubbing her clit with more force Her pussy was so wet now, her lips puffing out and parting to reveal her wet hole.

She dipped a finger inside, feeling the wetness envelop her digit. She brought it back to her clit slick and wet , rubbing it with a soft yet firm touch. Her orgasm was building, her hips bucking upwards as she reached a peak. She inserted two fingers deep inside, feeling her muscles contract in pleasure as she came hard so hard, her hips writhing around as she peaked in pleasure.

The guy online had also reached his climax, his cum spilling onto his hand. "I must go clean up," he typed before logging off. Lynda looked down at the large wet patch on the fabric of the sofa and the two fingers on her left hand glistening with her juices. She smiled, satisfaction spreading across her face.

Take care babe she typed adding three kisses , before logging off herself and laying back on the couch naked basking in the after glow of her orgasm.