I have just had one of the most erotic, stimulating and satisfying afternoons of my life.
I logged onto my various messengers, and on MSN, a message came up from Kurt, and my pulse started to race, because this is the first time that we had ever chatted in real time. We have been teasing each other for months through private messages, so now I was very nervous. Would I find enough to say to keep him interested? Through the PM’s I could sit and think about what I wanted to say, I didn’t have that luxury now.
After his first few words, I instantly felt comfortable with him. He had always made me feel special, beautiful and sexy. Now was no different. His way with words put me totally at ease, until he brought up the idea of voice chatting. Again, my heartbeat quickened, and my hands grew sweaty. In voice, I don’t have words to hide behind, it would be my voice he would be listening to, which shows my emotions way too easily. I was so torn, because I wanted to be able to put a voice behind the sweet words that he has always spoken to me. He knew he was exciting me, and my breathing was coming in short, gasping breaths.
“I already know that there is a little moisture between your legs, and your nipples are peeking through your shirt”, he said to me. If he only knew how much wetness was threatening to run down my thighs, from just the short conversation we had had so far. “ Are you ready for me?” he asks. “I don’t think so”, I reply as my mind is racing ahead, to what this conversation could turn into. I explained to him how fast my heart was beating, and he had me take a drink of water, and suck on a piece of ice, savoring it as if it were his cock. My eyes close, as I move the ice around in my mouth, imagining that I was actually sucking on his cock. All too soon, the ice melted, and my mouth craved feeling the wetness inside it once more. “How do you feel?” he asked. “Very, very warm” was my answer. “ More ice for you, and stroke your arms, using a light touch”, I complied, slipping another piece of ice into my dry mouth, and taking my fingers, running them lightly up and down my arms, imagining it was his touch I was experiencing. “ Are you feeling a bit better, or more excited?” My body was aching, so I told him “more excited, of course”. “Do you want to cum for me?” he asks. So many things were going through my mind, I was so hot, wanting, needing to cum for him, but my fingers couldn’t type the words out. “Darling, you are not to cum yet honey, nor touch yourself”. My body cried out ‘no, please, don’t make me wait’, as if reading my mind he says, “ I know. I might have said yes, had you told me that you wanted to cum for me, but now, I’m going to make you wait.
Do you have a vibe near you?” Thinking reprieve was in sight, I eagerly respond “yes”. “What speeds does it have?” I reply “fast and faster”, praying that he will tell me to stick it in my pussy, and fuck myself hard with it on the fastest speed. I needed to cum, so badly!! “Ooooo, you are wet aren’t you, and getting wetter? Robyn, don’t you dare cum yet!” With my body betraying me, I respond, “ I won’t”. This is such sweet agony, my body craving the release, and Kurt telling me I couldn’t.
“Stick the vibe in your ass, and turn it on the lowest setting”. I stand, and apply some lube to the hard plastic, push it into my asshole, and turn it on low. “You know me way too well” I say to him, as I love to have my ass filled. “ I know that I want you for my slut, I have already told you so. I do think I know what you want”. His next questions surprised me, “How are you doing? How are you feeling? How was your day?” My mind backtracks, to try to understand what it is that he is asking me. “I am feeling full, a little pain (for it had been awhile since anything had been in my ass). My day is much better now that I am talking with you”. “Which nipple and breast is less sensitive?” he asks. “They are both equal, I think”. “Are your nipples hard now?” He knows that my nipples are extremely sensitive. The least bit of stimulation causes them to harden. I reply with a breathy “Yes”.
“I want you to keep the vibe in your ass, and tell me what other toys you have next to you”. I look around me, and peer into my large tote that holds my various toys. I pick out a dildo, a pocket vibe, and some clothespins, listing them off to him. “I’m going to like this too much, aren’t I? I hope you are alone for awhile”. My roommate was out to dinner, celebrating her daughter’s birthday, so I wasn’t sure how long I had, which made the urgency to cum even greater. “ Do you have a shirt on? Do not, I mean Do Not touch your nipples, circle around your left breast as if you were giving yourself a self exam, starting from the outer part and working your way in, but do not touch the sweet spots”. My hand reaches toward my left breast, and my fingers squeeze and pull, exploring my tit, as if it had never felt it before. My breast felt hard, but not nearly as hard as my nipple had become.
