‘Text me with your thoughts.’
When Paul saw this written on the front of her tee shirt, it brought the first real smile to his face of the day. Seeing a mobile number displayed on the back of it was his kind of humour, too.
‘You just made my day,’ Paul typed, having no qualms about sending his thanks for cheering him up in a message to the number given.
Paul got off the bench he had been sitting on but paused when distracted by an incoming message to his phone.
‘Good morning. Thank you for your reply. I’ve got a tee shirt on that’s two sizes too small, and my tits are sore. Does nobody know how to have a cheeky giggle in this town anymore? I’m Nikki, by the way.’
Paul laughed out loud at Nikki’s message and wanted to make sure she understood he shared her disappointment at how seriously people took themselves.
‘I’ve got some magic ointment inside my trousers. If I rub some of it on your tits, they’ll not feel sore anymore, I promise. Green coat, white carrier bag, the old bloke with a bulge in his jeans—you can’t miss me. I’m a storyteller, by the way,’ Paul replied in his next message.
Finding someone who seemed to share her carefree attitude made Nikki forget every negative thought. It felt like fate was sitting on her shoulder and had decided to cut her some slack.
‘I’ll need plenty of that ointment for my tits; I might need to squeeze the tube to get enough out,’ Nikki replied.
Paul’s description of himself made it easy for Nikki to find him, and once they had introduced themselves, Nikki explained just how things were.
‘Imagination is my fix. If we take the bus to the woods, I’ll let a storyteller entertain me.’ Nkki explained, feeling excited by the promised treat already.
After a short journey, Nikki led Paul into a secluded spot she knew well. She was already impatient to hear what Paul had to say and almost ripped her tee-shirt off as she sank to the ground.
‘Nikki felt his touch on her nipples and giggled as they sprang to life between her fingers. Her face was alive with expectation, need, and arousal. She needed to feel the rush of erotic adrenaline urgently.’ Paul began.
Nikki listened intently as Paul described a touch that slowly massaged her breasts before easing slowly down her deliciously aroused body. Nikki’s focus was total, aside from the seconds it took for her to ease from her jeans and slide her fingers inside her knickers.
‘Nikki caught her breath with excitement as his lips pursed on her erect nipples, and his touch slid into her knickers and floated beautifully into her electrified body.’ Paul continued.
“Tell me more,” Nikki demanded. her mind having already placed herself at the centre of what she was hearing.
Paul spoke of a slow, circling touch that slipped through erotic wetness, gathering speed, intensity, and depth gradually. Nikki’s touch mirrored that described in Paul’s story and brought such escapist joy.
“This is lovely; I’m so wet and my clit’s thumping. Keep going,” Nikki said with a broad smile.
‘Every touch delivered beautiful waves that skipped around her body, which had begun to twitch to the forces within.’
Nikki was in a beautiful place and felt certain an extra ingredient was appropriate.
‘Give me your cock so we can come together,’ Nikki demanded.
Lying beside her, as directed, Paul described every detail of Nikki’s fast-approaching climax as Nikki massaged his cock and knew exactly what she needed.
‘The deep movements inside her brought intense heat to her body. Her mind was beautifully confused. Cries rang out from her lips. She was possessed by desire.’
As she heard Paul’s words, Nikki stroked and pulled on him furiously. She wanted to hear and feel it all.
‘Nikki’s body erupted like a tornado, sweeping away everything in its path. She was delightfully helpless and submitted her mind, body, and soul to an intense and noisy climax.’ Paul explained.
Paul’s explanation concluded as Nikki’s touch brought him to orgasm and delivered the contents of his cock onto Nikki’s breasts.
She screamed. She laughed. She shook with erotic joy, and her body twisted into a blissful climax as she felt his flow hitting her perfectly.
“Lovely, just lovely,” Nikki cried, as reality and fantasy combined to deliver everything she could have possibly hoped for and more.
Nikki’s body enjoyed wave upon wave of release as she pulled on Paul’s cock until he was left with sensation alone to offer.
Once Nikki’s erotic chaos had subsided, she and Paul travelled back to town and parted with a kiss full of closure. The tee shirt had been fun and had attracted someone who shared exactly the same vision of what that meant as she did. It had been spectacular.
