His Christmas fap fodder was topless selfies.

In the course of the holidays I was forced to travel back to my home in order to be with my loved ones. To keep our sex lives alive, and as a funny Christmas present for him I sent my boyfriend a ton of and tons of selfies with topless heads.

Trey and I were an extremely clingy and hot - couple, I'll admit it. We could not keep ourselves from each other.

It was my first experience making nudes. The reason I did this was that I was concerned that my Tits were on the small part of things.

However, I was aware that the man was obsessed with them. He convinced me that, even though my biceps were not big He believed that it was perfect.

He'd say that they were extremely robust, perky, and had a great shape.

It was difficult to believe in him at first , but seeing every single photo made me think about what he had seen. It strengthened my faith and allowed me to love my body more.

So the sexting was not only at my selfies with no tops.

I sent him selfies with no tops everywhere I was

The photo I sent him was me in the mirror in my bathroom and pulling my neckline down to reveal some of my cleavage.

"You're gorgeous," he replied by text.

My worries instantly went away.

The next day I did the reverse. I pulled my shirt all the way to my chest, showing the underside of my breasts, stopping at the nupples. The text that followed me was a steal of breath.

"Babe Do you would you mind if I jump off at this?"

"Of Of course!" I said.

"Actually you should," I followed up.

A few minutes later I sent him a photograph that included all of my Tits out.

"Cum to this , okay?" I texted him.

"Fuck, I came so hard. It was so hot."

Then, my fears dissipated and I continued to send selfies that were not topless.

I also sent him pictures of my tits from different angles, and videos of me playing around with the tits myself.

It became a little addicting, just watching his responses swooning over my images. I couldn't resist sending him a naughty kiss almost everywhere I was.

At the mall , in the restroom, I took the video in a flash, of me flashing my tits onto the mirror while there was no one else around.

At the gym, I'd send him sweaty photos after a workout. While driving I'd discreetly capture my tits while wearing my shirt.

Even though I was in the park by myself I quickly took one just as somebody came right around the corner!

Then we can take our sexting into the new level

It was somewhat unfair, but it was me who gave him some fap material.

"I'm no longer sending you pictures ..." I sent him a text once, "...until you send me one, too."

The next day, I nearly had an attack of heart as I opened his messages and saw the closer-up of his body.

It looked stunning. He was fully upright in full mast and the veins were flowing through somewhat.

An itch began to develop in my pussy. I remembered the sensation of being stuffed with that cock only a few weeks ago. I was soaked within a flash.

"Is that the cock who does the same to my selfies with no top?"

"Mhmm."

"Really? I'm looking for evidence," I texted, together with a second naked photo with my eyes raised.

The next night, he sent me an hour-long video of him sexting. At the end the man swam to his stomach, mumbling my name.

I had to reach out to myself afterwards. I also filmed myself in return for the kindness.

I placed the phone on top of my female between my legs so that he could see the close-up movement. I was trying to replicate his perspective when he was eating me out.

I took my dog and then sucked my fist while rubbing my clit. I made sure that I let my voice be heard, too.

The video made me so groovy that I started dancing within a matter of minutes. I was able to pick up the pace and, before I knew it my girl was squealing all over this toy.

"I wish this were your dick." I sent him a message and included the video.

I am rewarded for my selfies that aren't top-quality with the most disgusting fuck of my life

When we finally returned to our home We immediately headed for the bedroom. We didn't waste a single second.

He took my shirt off and showed me the tits that he's been looking at through an electronic screen.

"Fuck. Then," he said, before sinking his face in my chest.

"Relax," I said while exhaling.

He moved his hand along my stomach, and then onto my pussy. He gently rubbed my lips and my clit. I gasped in awe of the sensation. I was unable to feel his touch, and the feeling was so overpowering.

I was close to him, but I stopped him.

"Fuck me," I commanded him. "I was referring to my message. I'd like to get a slap on your"dick."

The fire erupted within his eyes. In a short time, he got his dimples out. Precum was pouring extensively from the point.

"I told you to"Fuck my fuck!" I said, I pulled his body and chest into mine.

We typically have more gentle sexual sex that is more romantic, however, today was completely an exception. Our desire for not seeing each other was growing to the point that it was time to indulge in wild and almost animalistic sex.

I came in just a few minutes. I felt it throughout my body. The most powerful gasp I've ever experienced with him.

"I'm going to be a cum also," he said with an uneasy smile.

He snuck out. I grabbed his cock and then I milked him on my tits.

Then, I pulled out my phone to snap the most beautiful of all topless selfies I've made up to now: with my tits encased in long ropes of cum.