Chapter 21: "Bummer."

Chapter 21: "Bummer."

I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling when my phone bipped at me. I picked it up to see the message.

"Skype?"

I smiled cheerfully as I set my my computer up and was rewarded with the sight of my lovely aunt once Skype was active. She beamed a smile and waved at me.

"Hi," she chirped. "You still naked?"

"Yup." I replied simply.

"Prove it..." she dared, smirking.

I nodded and led moved my laptop to allow the webcam to trail down my body, eventually revealing my resting manhood. I brought it back to my face.

"Your turn." I countered. She grinned and stepped back from her computer, revealing her gloriously naked body. She teased my by squirming and grinding around in a small circle like she was dancing to some music only she could hear.

"Are you positive your parents are gone for the night?" she asked, coming back to her screen and resting her chin on her forearms.

"Mostly, but not for sure," I replied, bummed that I wasn't completely certain and couldn't be. "I'd love to say yes, but even a ten percent chance is the wrong ten percent to bet on."

"Poo," she sighed. "I could've used a snuggle buddy tonight, but that just sounds like an unnecessary risk, doesn't it?"

"Afraid so," I agreed. She must have been wonderful to sleep next to. "Bummer."

She giggled. "Always loved that expression when I heard it. But I did have a suggestion for you, if you're amenable."

"Shoot."

"Well, we've seen each other naked and, well, after tonight in the jacuzzi, I'm thinking we're probably reasonably comfortable with one another's bodies, yes?"

I nodded. I think it was safe to say we'd broken a few barriers today.

"Well, if we've agreed to leave our computers and Skype open, I think it goes without saying that we can be naked while sleeping, right?"

"I'd like that," I said readily. "I hate sleeping in clothes anyway."

She seemed delighted. "Good! I'll make sure you can see me for the night and you do the same! Thank you again for a wonderful day, Alex! Bon nuit!"

She kissed two of her fingers and pressed them against the webcam lens before heading back to her bed. She slowly crawled onto it, facing away from me and looked back to make sure I was still watching. She wiggled her bum at me, her pussy peeking out from between her cheeks. I reciprocated by placing my laptop in the position she would watch me from and waved my limp cock at her in a gesture of goodbye. I then turned off my lights and climbed into bed.

Today had been so incredible in so many ways. What could tomorrow possibly hold?

When I woke the next morning, it was to the feel of my phone vibrating next to me. I shook my head to clear the cobwebs and fumbled for the device. I apparently had about eight thousand text messages and yawned will I opened the first...

"Nice boner, Thunky!" it read.

My eyes went wide and I looked down my body to notice that I did indeed have a huge erection. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to parse what the hell was going on. Who was messaging me about my hard-ons?

I froze and turned my head slightly to look over at the nearby nightstand where my laptop sat open, the Skype program still running. On my screen I could now see Alexa giggling furiously as she watched me. She was the one messaging me nonstop.

I sighed and sat up, memories of everything that had happened the day before flooding back to me. She was still smirking at me when I rose, no longer bothered by my total nudity in front of her. I walked over to the laptop, standing straight up and letting my erection dominate the screen. She laughed gaily and stood as well, centering her hips on the screen and showing me her shaved pussy. She spread her lips with her fingers, exposing her inner pink for me.

"Looking for somewhere to park that monster?" she teased over the microphone.

I responded by putting my hand around my rock-hard cock and beginning to stroke it. I heard her gasp slightly and then she began playing with herself, teasing her clit and snaking her fingers inside in response to my show.

I subtly found an old t-shirt and spread it over my laptop's keyboard while I continued to stroke myself, eyes fixed squarely on the impromptu show Alexa was now putting on. I couldn't quite see her breasts, but I knew one of her hands was playing with them, right above the top of the screen.

We pleasured ourselves for one another until I heard her moan and her squirming hips shuddered. I gasped and pumped my shaft furiously, beginning to orgasm. My cum spattered my laptop screen as I pointed the head right at her pussy. She moaned loudly as she came too, her free hand now gripping the edge of the dresser her laptop was perched on.

Finally drained, I sighed and sank to my knees, Alexa doing the same. She wiped a trembling hand across her face, her heavily-lidded eyes trying to focus. I used another old shirt and carefully cleared my screen, thankful for the micro-thin polymer layer I'd protected it with. With the screen clear, she smiled at me.

"Didn't expect that," she said breathily. "Not that I'm complaining, mind you."

"Thought taking you off-guard for once instead of the other way around might be fun," I replied, stroking my cock as I knelt, getting the last of the cum out of me and onto the now sticky shirt. "Mission accomplished?"

"Definitely," she said, nodding. "I was just expecting to tease you while we got up and got going. But that was an amazing way to start the day."

"What time is it, anyway?" I asked.

"About six-fifteen."

I blinked. "Why are you up at such an ungodly hour?"

She shrugged. "I didn't sleep that much, to be honest. You were sound asleep, which is your loss, because I got really horny during the night and put on quite a show, if only you'd been watching your laptop."

I sighed and shook my head, regretting missing the whole thing. I reached back and took my phone, looking at the screen. "Are all three billion of these messages from you?"

She giggled and twirled a finger in her beautiful golden hair. "Maybe. The first ones are all the pics I took yesterday, thought you might want them. The rest are from when I got... busy."

I chuckled. "I'll have a folder of reverence for them on my computer in no time." I flipped through the messages. "Hm, here's one from mom. Says they'll be there until about noon. They want us to meet them for lunch at some quaint old restaurant that is in a converted barn."