A horny video call.

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I open my eyes. 6:08 AM. ‘Good morning.’ I text her, like is the regime for months now. I can’t wait for her to get up.

No more kissing her actually to wake her up from her sleep and she turning to go back to sleep again. Nope.

I miss her.

In fact, to a point where just seeing her in real life would be a dream come true. And I wouldn’t mind if it’s the only one that is.

I keep my phone on my pillow and get out of bed. I look back to her side of the bed. Empty, yet I can feel her presence in every particle, just like my life.

6:29 AM. Standing in the shower I wonder how long has it been. 10 months, I guess. Wow, you could so easily call it a break up. I don’t wanna though and I’m pretty sure she doesn’t wanna too. I turn the knob and hot steamy water rushes to my head. So do similar memories.

She was right here I remember, music playing in the bedroom while she was dancing in this very shower with me. How crazily did she laugh. I can still hear it along with the sound of the water against the tiles. No music though. Haven’t been able to listen to any since…

7:12 AM. I straighten my collar in front of the mirror and try straightening the curve that is my smile too. It doesn’t. Not anymore. The max I can do is a jaw clench.

7:30 AM. This packed cereal box tastes disgusting. So does the boring news on TV today. I can’t wait for her to get up.

9:10 AM. I have all other notification sounds of my phone turned off except for her chat. Still I can’t keep my mind off it. I keep looking at the screen for a pop up, maybe the sound may malfunction? Maybe the screen too?

I return my eyes and hands back to the computer in front of me. Let’s code to get my mind off her. So, if this loop goes on five times and the output comes atleast six times while the counter counts every alternate alteration so maybe she’s upset this morning and doesn’t wanna talk?

Coding requires more thinking than actual coding. If you can think logically enough you wouldn’t be writing or erasing most of the time at office. That’s what they said I was good at. Yep, was.

Now I wanna write lines all day or anything else for that matter to keep my mind from thinking. Because thinking is very difficult, you can’t control thoughts. Or maybe, I can’t; I wouldn’t know.

11:30 AM. Finally the break time. The worst part of the day. One gotta socialize. I don’t socialize, rather I can’t socialize.

I sit at my table while my colleagues come and sit around me. After a few bland exchanges my friend goes back to the other social animals of my office. Amidst all the loud chatter I still am concentrating on the screen of my phone. I know it’s not even time for her to get up but sometimes she surprises me. I hope she does today.

12:23 PM. Back at my desk in my room. About time she got up. Any minute now.

She goes to a company that has late working hours and it starts in the evening. So basically. when she’s in office I’m sleeping kadıköy escort and when I’m working she’s sleeping. That and the fact that her country is half an hour behind on the clock. When did all this happen to me? Arghh!

12:54 PM.

‘Good morning cutu.’ my screen lights up. My face lights up even more. My day lights up more yet. I smile.

‘Hey, I miss you.’ goes my reply.

‘Hi, ditto.’ Comes hers.

‘I was waiting for you , why do you sleep so much?’ I ask her.

Typing…

My heart is jumping. Did I just upset her? Why did I have to ask her that? Stupid. Stupid. Long distance relationships are tough because all the other person has is a text message to guess your mood, intention, emotion etcetera and trust me it gets very confusing. Misunderstandings are so often. I hope this is not one of that time.

‘Because I wanna complete all the dreams I’m having with you, that’s the only time I can hold you in my arms and kiss you all over. I can’t miss on those. Yano. Muah. Muah. Muah. *blushing emojies*.’

Damn my heart. She is love personified, I tell you. Every soulmate is, and she’s mine. We talk for the next one hour about love. It was my best hour so far since this morning.

She had to go then, I didn’t want her too. Eventually we both had to. So, we did.

2:14 PM. Back to coding. Back to coding but happily this time. The errors are so obvious now!

4:30 PM. Pack my bag and run back home. Hanging in autos, then swinging in metros to dragging my feet the last mile I collapse on my couch.

4:44 PM. I open my eyes. Damn my neck hurts, I fell asleep on the couch. I take off my shirt and shoes and go to the kitchen. I make a mess while making coffee for myself. I remember when she used to make some for me when I came back from the office.

I sit back on my couch and pick up my phone. 18 missed calls within the last like 10 minutes. She’s so hyper. Cutu. I open Whatsapp.

‘Effin get your ass to the gym and stop sleeping.’

I start laughing. Damn she cares so much; I feel like a child all over again. I wanna feel so cared for always.

‘That would make it one desirable ass. *winks* I reply.

She comes online. I call her.

6:00 PM. I exit the gym. Tired, toned and sweaty. A few girls make eyes with me. I ignore them. I walk slowly all the way home. I keep thinking about her. I look at the life around me, going on, no matter what and I just wanna stay stuck to a time that is in the past. I start walking faster, I can’t allow so much thinking time to myself.

I go through my usual day. I write for some time, browse online etc. I order pizza and while I eat it, I look at the clock. It’s close to 9’o clock. About time she gets her hour long break. I can’t wait.

She calls me at 9:02 PM. The phone already fully charged and in my hand with my earphones plugged in. I pick up the video call.

Her face shows on my phone screen. Mine on üsküdar escort hers. We both are silent. Not one word.

I keep staring at her. She keeps staring at me.

Anyone who has never been in a long-distance relationship might find this a little ridiculous but trust me it happens. I might as well add, it’s one of the best parts of the call. Just in the moment looking for each other in the other person’s eyes. Smiling. Blushing. Craving. But constantly looking. It is splendid. I have waited the whole day for this.

“I miss this as hell.” she says after a long pause. I sigh.

“I miss you more than anything else in the world.” I tell her.

She chuckles.

“I miss this! Oh you haven’t noticed yet!!” she turns the camera all around her. She’s in a toilet cubicle. Damn. I know exactly what she means. My penis twitches a little.

“I see, someone is..” she interrupts me.

“Stop being such a gentleman baby, I know you’re the sweetest, but right now I want you to be naughty.” She giggles a bit and holds her phone a bit away from her. Her other hands slides down into her pants.

She is sitting on the seat. She pulls down her pants to her knees. She pulls down her underwear too. She knots her t-shirt as well. Damn she looks so hot. He breasts against her white t-shirt. She’s wearing my favourite bra. I can tell from the straps. She keeps looking at me while doing all this. I love her.

“Stop staring and show me that penis already, I’m so horny for you today!” she brings her phone closer to her face.

I take off my pants and underwear. I take off t-shirt and throw it on the table. I sit down on the couch and start stroking my already hardening penis.

She is looking at me so intently. So closely. I know she is craving it. I so wish I could give her more pleasure like I always used to. She’s gonna have to suffice with this only for now.

“So how…” I start only to stop.

“Shhh..just masturbate.” she keeps her finger on her lips. Then she takes her hand back down to her vagina. Her video is shaking lightly with her motion but I don’t complain. I just wanna make her happy.

I keep on stroking my penis and it gets very hard. I spit on it and continue. It feels good. It’s hard and warm against my hand. It’s throbbing and every stroke brings me closer to cumming.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhh.” She moans a little softly, but yes she does. I know she came. She smiles.

“I came, baby.” Hehe. She smiles and shows me her vagina. There’s her juices coming outta there.

“Show me your face, miss horny, how long WERE you craving it!?” I say. I wanna see her smile and pleasurable exhaustion than her vagina right now.

“Your turn, mister. Go fast af!” she tells me. I do the same.

“Oh yeah! It’s working.” I tell her. Dry humour. She still gives a slight laugh.

“Show me the precum from up close.” She tells me. I show her. Up close.

“Damn you are turning tuzla escort me on again honey, muah.” She kisses the screen. I get an orgasm. Intense. Damn she can make me go crazy for her.

“Can I cum?” I ask her innocently knowing her answer already. I sometimes say it way too advance, just in case.

“No way you’re cumming before I tell you. Don’t you dare.” She makes her angry face. More orgasms. Damn.

“Please. Please. Please. Please. Please…” I start repeating pouting my face doing my best baby voice.

“Alright. Hands off your dick right now.” She commands with a wide naughty grin.

“I can’t.” I keep on masturbating. I like teasing her so much I can’t explain it in words.

“Huh.” She looks away.

“Alright, look here you monkey.” I laugh at her angry face. She is so cute. I take my hands off my penis. My precum falls off freely from the tip in a long thick drop on my stomach.

“Hehe.” She covers her mouth.

“You are so cutu, I wanna kiss you all over baby!!” she almost screams.

“I am looking forward to those kisses since ages!!” I tell her.

“Get back to stroking already honey, you’re so effin in love with me I’ll kill you!” she is so excited. Damn I touch my penis and the touches explode my body with orgasms.

“Oh let me cum already naaa!” I plead again.

“You can’t hold it any longer?” she asks me with her innocent naughty face.

“Nope, you’re too sexy for me.” I tell her. Honestly it is the truth. She is very hot.

“Okay okay, go fast as hell!” she commands.

I go full speed for one whole minute.

“I am cumming.” I declare.

“Not yet.” She giggles.

“Oh boy.” I go slower a bit.

“Don’t you dare slow it down.” She squints her eyes.

In that one minute of trying to hold all the cum in while I still stroked so fast, I got more orgasms than during the cumming itself.

“Cum now.” I came as soon as she had said this.

My whole body was shaking and sweating when I stopped.

I looked at her face again. She was looking so content. So happy.

“That good for you?” I ask her.

“Very.” She licks her fingers as she says it.

“muahhhhhh. I love you.” I kiss the screen.

“muahhhhhhhhh, I love you three.” She kisses her screen.

“Of you go now, your break is over.” I remind her.

“Yep. I’ll miss you.” She makes her sad face. I kiss the screen again.

“muah, I’ll miss you a thousand times more.” I kiss the screen again.

“Bye.” She says as she gets up and pulls her pants up.

“Bye baby.” I say as I grab a tissue from the central table. She cut the call.

12:01 PM. I come online on Whatsapp after a while and as soon as I do, there comes her message.

‘Sleep and turn off the Netflix.’ I give out a laugh. How can she possibly tell? I have no idea.

‘Good night.’ I message her.

‘Good night. *heart emoji* *giggling emoji*’ came her reply.

My eyes were already closing when I had picked up my phone. I kept it aside. I turned towards the TV, let’s watch one more. What does she know?

Popup.

‘I said sleep.’ The popup read.

I turned off the TV and went into the covers smiling and thinking about her. I’ll kiss her again now. In my dreams. Hehe.

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