I'm hot, I'm sweaty, and I'm horney...or is that horny? It's 3:15 in the morning and I'm sitting on the side of my bed wondering, what the heck am I doing here all alone. I'm nuts, just plain nuts! I look at my phone... god... he has to get up for work in two hours, should I be selfish and wake him? Or let him sleep.
We just hung up the phone a couple hours ago, after talking three hours and Cybering for another hour and a half. He had me screaming, panting, begging, cumming...over and over again. And now look at me, flushed, nipples rock hard, pussy wet, and not just from earlier excretions either. I reach down and run a finger along my wet swollen outer lips and bring the wet digit to my slightly parted mouth. Mmmmmmmm; I love my taste, and my smell. What has that man done to me?
Six months ago I wouldn't have dreamed of even attempting to taste myself, now not only do I do it every chance I get... I revel in it! I think I will wake him! This is all his doing, he told me not to go wash after cumming so hard for him, to lie there and think about it, well shoot, that's about all I've been able to do since I hung up that darn phone. Now I'm wet, excited and needing more.... It’s his entire fault... he shouldn't make me do these things; he knows how imaginative my brain gets.
Mind made up and lame justifications in tow I pick up the phone. He answers on the first ring.... I don’t even get a "hello," just a "What took you so long?" I can't help but laugh, should’ a known, my lover knows me way to well. I growl.
"Shut up and fuck me.... God, I'm WET!" He moans... replies...
"Get your vibe, get it right now, lay down, spread your legs, turn it on high and place it right down on your clit." Of course I do as he asks, not cause I have to, but because I WANT to. And oh yeah, oh fuckin' A yeah.... It feels GOOD! Almost to goddamn good. I gasp, moan, and shudder, I feel like I have raw nerves getting shocked as my legs jerk and my hips buck from the sensations rolling through me.
"Leave it there!" he shouts.
"Don't take it off until I tell you, and you better not cum without permission either!" I inhale and shut my eyes, feeling the orgasm already gathering strength; this is going to be fast. I know it, and he knows it.
"Close your legs and hold the vibe with your thighs babe, lick your fingers and get those nips good for me." I don’t think twice, I do as I'm told.
Concentrating on his voice, and the buzzing between my legs, I lick my fingers noisily and pinch my nipples hard rolling them between thumb and fore and middle fingers. Oh this feels fantastic, and shoots straight to my clit, adding to my almost torment. I roll to my side. The panting has started now. I can't help it; self-expression with him comes so naturally that I feel totally free to do whatever my pleasure dictates at the time.
"Ohhhhhhh," I moan, my climax so close I can feel the shock waves starting up my spine.
He hears it of course, and it takes him repeating it twice before I can actually hear him, because I'm concentrating so hard on the feelings in my neither region.
"Eve! Eve! Don't you dare! Take it off.... Take the vibe off... NOW!" I groan, so close the spasms are already shaking my legs, and I know just 2 more seconds and I'm there... Screaming in frustration I fling the vibrator aside, gasping, moaning, wanting to strangle my lover.
"You FUCK!" I scream into the receiver, frustration warring with respect, love, devotion, and trust. I know he will make this fantastic for me. He laughs.... Knowing... knowing exactly what he's doing to me. I lay there for over a full minute getting myself under control. He stays silent, waiting for my breathing to quiet to the point he knows I've got it together again.
"Love me?" he whispers, almost purrs in my ear. I grunt... but he knows I do... he knows me inside and out.
"Now," He continues...
