Sandy clicked send with a heavy sigh. The whooshing sound signified that the email was on its way. She had committed. But was it enough?

The email contained only 3 pics. No words, no background. Just 3 quick snaps including one that was badly out of focus.

She sighed again.

Would it be enough? How would she know if her email had done its task?

She wanted to please her internet friend but wasn’t sure exactly what he wanted.

“He said that he wanted inspirational photos,” she mused to herself, “but he didn’t say what he wanted to be inspired to do?”

Sandy lay back on her bed and sighed deeply again. She was wearing just her favourite red lace bra and panties. The night was cool and the chill in the air made her nipples firm beneath the soft red lace. Absentmindedly, her left hand teased her nipple. It felt good between her fingers and she tweaked it sharply, sending a buzz of arousal darting down to her thighs.

“Of course!” Sandy squealed with delight! “I know what he wants!”

With a smile on her ruby red lips, Sandy got to work. She realised that he wanted something personal. Not a download from the internet. Not a cutesy drawing of pretty puppies or cats. Not even a stock photo of an internet model wearing nothing but revealing lingerie.

He wanted the real thing! He wanted a part of her that would arouse him, make him hard. He wanted to look at a pic that she had sent and feel his cock stiffen inside his jeans. He wanted something that would make his jeans unbearably tight as his erection pushed against the fabric.

Sandy slipped off her red lace bra. Her lucky bra. She didn’t need its luck tonight! One hand caressed the soft white flesh of her breast. She imagined his mouth kissing her skin lightly. She watched her nipple grow find as she imagined his lips and tongue caressing her nipple. Her fingers gave the tip one more tweak before she clicked on her camera phone. The image showed the contrast between her soft white skin and her red areola. Perfectly centred was her proudly erect nipple. She imagined him looking at her pic while his hand unzipped his jeans.

Sandy wanted him to be excited by her photo and she was sure that he be playing with his hard cock before he had viewed the last pic.

The second photo Sandy sent was also of her beautiful breasts. She was sure that the sight would make precum drip of his knob, staining and dampening his underwear.

“Take it off,” she wished. She wanted her photo to subconsciously sent him a message. “Take your cock out of your underwear,” she mentally sent to him. She couldn’t actually write that in the email. That would be too presumptuous!

Instead, Sandy hoped that the sight of her naked body, presented to him, would get him so hard!

“Wank yourself,” was what she wanted.

Sandy imagined him lying back on his bed, reading her message and masturbating.

Would he be naked? She wondered? “I hope so” she said to herself as she prepared the third and final photo.

Her fingers had crept under her red lace underwear and were tickling her pubs, before sneaking to her pussy lips. Already the thought of him watching her, had made her a little damp. It didn’t take long for her fingers to become very wet and slick as she played with her hot wet cunt.

Quickly she slipped off her underwear and opened her legs wide.

She imagined him at home, one finger teasing precum from the tip of his erect cock and sliding it down his shaft. She was making herself wet and she hoped that he was too!

Sandy wanted him to be so wet with precum that his hand could easily and firmly slide up and down the shaft of his cock.

Sandy quickly clicked a photo of her cunt, as her emotions grew and the tingling became too much. She almost dropped the phone as waves of bliss washed over her body.

She looked at the photo. It was blurry but her lips were clearly wet and looked flushed pink with passion.

Would he be equally excited to see it? She wondered if he was frantically wanking himself at the sight of her cunt.

Would he imagine his lips being pressed against hers? His tongue sliding in and around her cunt? Would he softly suck on her clit as he wanked? Sandy hoped so.

Sandy realised exactly what sort of inspiration he wanted and she was optimistic that he would come, splashing his load of hot cum into a handful of tissues as he stared longingly at her 3 photos.

She sighed deeply again. “Maybe I can send him more inspiration tomorrow,” she thought.