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Chapter 29: More Than Beautiful

Author: Ojie Writes
last update publish date: 2026-07-18 20:01:45

"Trimmed."

"Damn, that's sexy." Brown nipples and a groomed cunt. He pictured it in his head, trying to fill in the blanks for himself. "Now, take your hand and spread your pussy lips for me."

"Okay," she breathed after a moment.

"Stretch yourself out," he ordered, enjoying the visual. His díck jerked and he squeezed it extra hard. "Force your sexy little clit out of its hood. I don't want it hiding when you start fucking yourself. All right, princess?"

"Now," he continued. "Turn your bullet on and press it to your clit. You're not allowed to stop until your legs are shaking and you're calling out my name. Got it?" Knowing she was going to be cumming any second now, he started pumping himself again.

He could hear the buzzing of her vibrator and then her sexy little moan. It was almost too much for him and he had to squeeze his díck again to stop himself for cumming. "Damnit. You sound fucking sexy. Wish I could see you. Watch you." He inhaled sharply, finding himself disappointed when all he could smell was air freshener and his sweat. He wanted to have her scent in his nostrils instead.

"What's...what's..." She struggled to get out, gasping.

Fuckkk. He was going to cum. She needs to cúm now. "Princess?" He barely managed.

"What's your name?" Shitting hell, he'd forgotten to tell her his name.

Thankfully, she'd remembered over-wise he'd have missed hearing her moan it. "Julian," he answered her, balls tightening. It was happening any second now.

"Julian!" She half-screamed, half-whispered, and that was exactly what he needed to hear so he could finally let himself go.

"Damn it, Princess. You're so fucking good. Sound so pretty. Done so well. Fuck. Damn. You're such a good girl." It was a habit of his, rambling without realising during sex. He hadn't realised he did it until a few girls pointed it out. Told him how much they liked it.

"That was bloody amazing."

"Yeah, you can say that again. I can't believe I almost hung up." He certainly would have fúcking missed out.

Julian was hooked after that.

Found himself calling her everyday. She was so damn easy to talk to. It was never awkward. Not even their silences. He liked to think that it was fate. Their destinies had been entwined and no matter what decisions they'd made, it was always going to end up with them meeting.

Pretty cheesy but that summed him up.

Sara, she was called. It was a pretty name and he was so fucking flattered that she'd trusted him with it. Risked her job just so he could know it. She really was something special.

And then she gave him the number to her personal phone so they could talk all day and night without him having to pay. Their relationship was growing. Blossoming.

Daily phone calls progressed into constant texts with calls in the evening. He was already thinking about asking her out.

Even admitted it to her just to see how she'd react.

Texts developed into picture messages.

She was so fucking beautiful. When she'd sent him that picture, he had been amazed. His heart reacted quicker than he did, swelling in his chest with happiness and pride.

His girl was breathtaking.

Sara wasn't what most people classed as skinny. She'd probably be turned away by most modelling agencies despite her gorgeous looks. She was curvy with a slight bulging belly. Her arms weren't stick thin and her thighs were built with muscle.

Cuddly, he described her. Feminine. Wife- material. He bet she was amazing to snuggle up to, and he imagined his babies would be extra comfortable nestled in her wide hips.

Then she wanted a picture of him and damn, he was nervous. Never once had a doubted his looks. He didn't like to blow his own horn but he knew he was good looking. It was hard not to know with the amount of women he had falling over him. He tried to be modest though because that's what his Mum always tried teaching him when she was alive, god rest her soul.

So imagine his relief when she called him handsome. He was her type. She liked how he looked. He felt like he'd just been crowned king of the world- hell, king of the whole damn universe.

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