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One morning, I start getting extremely erotic texts. It begins Monday. A text telling me to imagine your mouth sucking on my nipples. With the text is an audio file.

My nipples immediately hardened. My breath comes a bit quicker. I open the file to find what sounds like nipples being licked and sucked on and a growling voice.

*quot;You taste so good, little girl.*quot; you say . *quot;I love your tits first thing in the morning.*quot; Followed by more licking sounds. *quot;Touch your nipples for me.*quot; you demanded.

What the fuck is going on? I'm barely awake but I feel so horny I want to touch myself. Shit, no time. I have to get ready and go. While changing my top I graze my still tight peaks and moan.

At work, I tell myself it has to be a mistake. Someone must have misdialed my number. I try to put it out of my mind but continue to come back to it throughout my day.

On Tuesday, I wake slowly and begin my morning routine. I glance at my phone to see a message. This time the text says 'Open your legs'. Again there's an audio file.

Okay. What the hell is this? I open it and your rumbling voice is stern. *quot;Spread them!*quot; you order. *quot;I want you to touch yourself for me.*quot; A pause then *quot;Do it! Put your fingers in your pussy then rub your clit with your wet fingers.*quot;

As crazy as it seems, I'm now so horny from listening to your dirty talk. I figure why not? I ease my underwear to the ground and test my pussy. I'm so wet. I gather some of my wetness to rub my clit.

I'm rubbing myself and can't quite get myself to cum. I decide to listen to your audio again. It's what got me wet in the first place. Sure enough by the end of your recording my pussy is contracting with my release. The spasms rocking my body.

At work, my mind wanders. What the hell is going to happen tomorrow? Will you text me again? I crave your voice