Xan: Well what?
Xan: I can't type and satisfy myself at the same time
Xan: It's impossible
Xan: Are ya hard now?
B B: Do you have a vibrator?
Xan: No, it doesn't vibrate
B B: that's kinda ridiculous, don't you think?
Xan: Not really
B B: what's the point?
Xan: Penises don't vibrate
B B: SOME do...
B B: Henry doesn't...anymore. Darn...
Xan: He used to?
B B: yep.
Xan: That's cool
B B: He was/ is a "magic" penis
Xan: Too bad I can't fuck around anymore. Well, I CAN, but I don't want to
Xan: What's so magical?
B B: he does other things
B B: He does card tricks!!!
Xan: Uh... how?
B B: He also PULLS a rabbit out of a hat
Xan: Uhhhhh
B B: I can't say "how". it's a trick, silly!
Xan: I don't believe you
Xan: Damn it... I'm not wet anymore now
B B: you'll never know...
Xan: I'm thinking about penises doing magic tricks now
Xan: Oh, it's gonna be like that then eh?
B B: he starts out really tiny
B B: with a little encouragement
B B: he grows
B B: and grows
Xan: So do all penises
B B: AND GROWS!!!
Xan: Yeah, it happens. Sometimes it's a surprise
B B: Yeah, but 7 times their normal size?
Xan: Yeah, I've seen it
B B: He can tell jokes, too
Xan: Um..... ok, if you say so
B B: he DOES belong to a professional comic, remember
Xan: I know
Xan: Hey, I gotta go put my fingers back in my pussy before I go insane
B B: I'll wait here
Xan: No, I mean like really go... after I'm done, I'm gonna go to sleep
B B: Oh, darn
Xan: My legs are so smooth... I can't stop touching myself
B B: If I call you, can I listen?
Xan: Maybe... I might just get all shy and not want to do it
B B: that would be bad, then...
Xan: Yep
B B: Oh, C'mon
Xan: *sigh* Okay.... but gimme a minute or two, ok?
B B: I promise I'll masturbate, too
Xan: There's no doubt in my mind that you WON'T
B B: LOL
Xan: Call the "555" number
Xan: In like 5 minutes, okay?
B B: ok
B B: byeee
XanSatan: Bye
B B: bitch
B B: ;-)
Xan: Just call me
I then turned off my computer and went into my bedroom and got ready to talk to my young lover on the other side of the state.
I called her after ten minutes.
I took off my clothes, got out some hand cream and laid down on my bed, with three pillows bunched up under my head.
I dialed the phone and when she picked it up, my heart began beating faster. Just hearing her voice always makes me very amorous! She answered the phone after the first ring. She was expecting my call. That's a good sign!
I feel a twinge in my cock when she says hello. She has such a sexy, dusky voice. A lot like Lauren Bacal's, when she was young!
I ask her where we left off on the computer!
It doesn't matter...She's still horny! (*Thank you, God*)
Henry, my penis, is becoming erect at the thought of her orgasm. And the thought that my words (combined with her own fingers, of course) might be getting her off, makes my erection just THAT much harder!
We start talking about "magic penises," and,*Oh, no!* She just laughed at my silly comment, then starts laffing at my dumb joke and tells me to shut-up, she's lost the mood!
The only thing keeping us from aborting the whole mission is some quick talking on my part.
Actually, that's not entirely true...
Okay... Yes, I did quickly change the subject! But, obviously, DrΓ©a was very willing to carry on with this little experiment too or it surely would have ended right there! She is NOT the kind of person to be coerced---EVER!
No... She's the one who would, and DOES, lead unsuspecting men astray! And those men always go happily, wherever she tells them. She's got that power over them!
Which, I'm sure, is a big reason that I intrigue her so much... I DON'T let her get away with that "shit!" And it drives her nuts to think that there's a man, with an active penis, that she CAN'T control!
Little does she realize, however, that every time I hear her voice, my heart skips a beat, my cock gets hard, I start to sweat, and my very being just tingles with excitement!!! God, when we don't talk for a week I get very blue. But when we do finally talk, well, everything seems right with the world again. (But don't tell HER this, tho'... She'd never let me live it down!!!)
Anyway, where was I? Oh, THAT'S right... She's lost the mood---
I quickly change the subject to something completely unrelated to sex (all the while, I'm still stroking my erection.)
We start talking about our families. This conversation, of course, leads to talk of incest, which leads her to call me "Uncle BB." And then an odd song called "Uncle Fucker..."
And, yes! We're back to talking about S-E-X!!!
I hear her breathing become a little quicker at this point as we start talking about something a bit more personal: What our genitals look like and how we like to be touched! Hearing her talk about her pussy lips and clitoris really gets me close to coming...!
I tell her that, because I'm "in-tune" with my body, I'm going to prolong my orgasm by backing off for a bit. I take a few deep breaths and my urge to climax...subsides.
We start to talk about some other fantasies: Group sex, for one and anal sex (my personal "fave") comes up.
She talks about how "Tony's" penis and my penis, "Henry," are very similar in size. But, apparently, Tony's penis doesn't have a name! Nor is it, at all, "magic!" I keep trying to downplay the magic aspect, so as not to let her "lose the mood" again. But I needn't have worried about this.
DrΓ©a is beyond the point of caring about stupid jokes, though, so I can proceed with my own release and not worry about spoiling her fun, too!
I'm getting too close, myself, as I start to feel the unstoppable stirrings of my impending orgasm! DrΓ©a, my young friend, is also very quiet; except for her sexy heavy breathing... I can feel her hot breath in my ear through the telephone, as we both stop talking and concentrate on our own releases!
"OhGod,ohGod, ohGodohGodohGodohSHIT, youfuckinbitch.Whythefuckarentyouhere totakemycuminyourhotcunt, youfuckingsexybitch," I hear myself mutter as I spray my White-Lava, all over my chest, belly and hands!!! (Usually, I get some on the wall in back of me but I just let it flow this time.)
Earlier in the conversation, DrΓ©ahad mentioned that she'd had a cold for the past week. I kiddingly suggested that she'd caught it from someone over the telephone. She had laughrd at this notion, of course. Now I was going to suggest that she not forget her birth control pills... For "fear" of getting pregnant over the phone!
But I didn't want to spoil our reverie! (I also didn't feel like explaining the joke to her, as my sense of humor tends to go 'zooming' over most people's heads!
I figure I'll save SOME 'zingers' for when we get to really "FUCK," in person!
Thank YOU, dear little "niece."
Thank you for giving this horny, older man something to look forward to. For giving me a renewed sense of purpose in my life, other than work, retirement, death! Now there's loving-"SEX" with beautiful, young girls again!!!
And THAT, my Dear, is SOMETHING for you to feel good about.
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Thank you all for reading my story...
This was another Labor-of-Love for me... It was directed towards someone I've never really met in person, YET! But, God, I surely hope to. And SOON, too!!!
Fuck you, soon, Puss-puss!
Good night, AndrΓ©a!! I love you!!!
xoxox, -BB, your "Mentor"