Kapitel 13: Day 13: Sexting/Explicit Photos
Day 13: Sexting/Explicit Photos
Bradley lay on the bed in the cozy cabin - more like a mansion - the dim lighting of the Montana sunset casting a warm glow across the room. The fire crackled softly in the background, but Bradley's attention was focused entirely on her phone—the messages from Laura that had been coming in over the last hour, each one a little more teasing than the last.
Send me something fun, Jackson.
Bradley had rolled her eyes at first, but the teasing from Laura was relentless. It was almost impossible to say no to her, even if the idea of taking explicit photos had made her feel a little nervous. Laura had this way of pushing her out of her comfort zone—always with that playful, confident tone that made Bradley feel both challenged and desired at the same time.
Now, here she was, lying in the middle of their cabin, separated by a mere wall but feeling worlds apart as the tension built between them through their texts. Laura was in the next room, waiting. And Bradley—well, she had decided she'd give Laura exactly what she wanted.
She glanced down at her phone, a fresh message lighting up the screen:
Come on, Jackson. I know you can do better than this. I want to see you.
Bradley's lips curled into a half-smile as she sat up on the bed, her fingers hovering over the screen. She could already imagine the smug look on Laura's face, knowing exactly how much she was getting under Bradley's skin. But Bradley wasn't about to let Laura win so easily.
She stood up, her heart pounding in her chest as she slowly unbuttoned her flannel shirt, letting it fall to the floor. The chill in the air brushed against her skin, sending a small shiver up her spine, but it wasn't from the cold—it was from the anticipation. This wasn't something she did often. She wasn't the type to take suggestive pictures of herself, but with Laura... she always felt different.
Bradley grabbed her phone and positioned it in front of her, hesitating for a moment before snapping a quick shot of herself in her jeans and black bra, her shirt lying discarded on the floor. She checked the photo, her fingers hovering over the send button. It was tame—teasing—but she knew Laura would want more.
Is that all? Laura's reply came almost immediately after Bradley sent the photo, making her laugh softly. Of course, Laura would never be satisfied with just that.
Bradley bit her lip, a small wave of nervous excitement flooding her as she unbuttoned her jeans, sliding them down her hips slowly, letting them pool around her ankles. She took a deep breath and snapped another photo—this time, with her standing in just her underwear and bra, her body barely visible in the dim light.
She sent it quickly, her heart racing as she waited for Laura's response.
Now we're talking. The reply was short, but Bradley could practically hear the satisfaction in Laura's voice.
Feeling a little bolder, Bradley climbed back onto the bed, her legs folding beneath her as she angled the phone above her. She let the blanket slip down, exposing more of her skin, her fingers teasing the edge of her bra strap as she posed for the next shot. This one was more daring—more intimate. She could feel the heat building inside her as she hit send.
The phone buzzed almost immediately.
That's better, baby. Keep going. I want to see everything.
Bradley's heart skipped a beat. The intensity of Laura's words, even through the screen, made her feel exposed but incredibly desired at the same time. She slipped out of her bra, letting it fall onto the bed next to her, her skin prickling with anticipation as she snapped the next photo—this time, completely topless.
Her fingers trembled as she hit send, her body reacting to the way Laura was pulling her deeper into the moment.
God, you're beautiful, Laura replied, her words sending a shiver down Bradley's spine.
Bradley could feel the tension building, her body reacting to every word Laura sent, every small bit of encouragement. She lay back against the pillows, her legs stretched out in front of her, the blanket barely covering her now as she slid her hand down her stomach, her fingers brushing against the waistband of her underwear.
She angled the phone down, capturing the moment as she pushed the fabric lower, revealing more of herself, more of what Laura wanted to see. The thrill of sending the photo, knowing that Laura was on the other side, waiting, made Bradley's pulse race. She hit send and waited, her body aching for what was coming next.
Touch yourself for me. I want to see it.
Bradley's breath caught as she read Laura's latest message, the words "Touch yourself for me. I want to see it." igniting a fire inside her that was impossible to ignore. She sat back on the bed, the weight of Laura's request making her pulse quicken. The room around her felt smaller, more intimate, and despite the distance between them, it felt like Laura was right there—watching her.
Her fingers hovered over the waistband of her underwear, her heart racing. She bit her lip, hesitating for only a second before she slid her hand lower, beneath the fabric. The soft brush of her own fingers against her skin sent a jolt of heat through her body, and she snapped a quick photo—her hand resting just inside her panties, teasing, not revealing too much just yet.
She hit send.
The response was immediate.
Good girl. Now show me.
Bradley's breath hitched. The combination of Laura's praise and the growing heat inside her was almost overwhelming. She shifted on the bed, her fingers sliding further into her underwear, the soft wetness beneath her touch making her gasp. She grabbed her phone, positioning it carefully as she snapped another photo—this one showing more, her fingers disappearing between her legs as she started to touch herself.
Her body was buzzing with adrenaline, anticipation, and desire as she sent the photo, her eyes darting to the screen, waiting for Laura's response.
Fuck, Bradley. That's perfect. Don't stop. I want to see you come for me.
Bradley's body tensed at the words, her hand moving in slow, deliberate circles as she felt the pleasure building inside her. She closed her eyes for a moment, imagining Laura there, her voice, her hands, guiding her, controlling her. The thought alone was enough to send another shiver through her body, her hips instinctively moving in time with her fingers.
She snapped another picture, her body now fully exposed, fingers moving in slow, sensual strokes. The firelight flickered against her skin, the warmth of the room amplifying every sensation, making her feel like she was on the edge of something electric.
The phone buzzed again.
That's it. You're so fucking beautiful like this. Let go, baby. I want to watch you come.
Bradley moaned softly, her head falling back against the pillows as her hand moved faster, the tension coiling tighter and tighter in her core. She could barely hold the phone steady as she tried to capture the moment, her body trembling, her breath coming in short, shaky bursts.
Her other hand gripped the sheets, her body arching off the bed as the pleasure intensified, her mind spinning with the heat of it all. She couldn't hold back any longer. The thought of Laura seeing her like this—completely undone—was too much.
Bradley snapped one final photo, her body on the verge of release, fingers slick and moving quickly, the tension inside her building to a breaking point. She hit send, her hand trembling as she waited for Laura's response.
The phone buzzed once more.
Come for me, Bradley. Now.
The words were all it took. Bradley's body convulsed, her orgasm crashing over her with an intensity that left her gasping, her hand moving erratically as she rode out every wave of pleasure. Her hips bucked against her fingers, her moans filling the small cabin as she finally let go, her body shaking with the force of it.
Her phone slipped from her hand, falling onto the bed as her body went limp, her chest rising and falling rapidly as the aftershocks rippled through her. She lay there for a moment, completely spent, her skin flushed and warm from the heat of the fire—and from Laura's words.
When she finally reached for her phone, a new message was waiting for her.
That was incredible, baby. I'm coming to you. Don't move.
A smile tugged at the corner of Bradley's lips as she read the message, her body still buzzing from the intensity of the moment. She knew that Laura would follow through, and the thought of what was coming next made her pulse quicken all over again.
She stayed where she was, waiting, anticipation building once more as she heard the soft creak of the floorboards in the next room. Laura was coming—and Bradley was more than ready for whatever came next.
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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Rangliste 
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Stein