She hadn't seen him in years. They were awkward teenagers, unsure of whom they were, not to mention how they felt, back then. It had been a long time, but when they reconnected, it felt like no time at all. The biggest difference? The tone of the conversations had shifted. They used to talk about day to day life or share stories about their families and friends. But now, every conversation they had had a more sensual undertone. With half the distance as there was before, the reality of them ever seeing each other again was there, and that simple fact had more an affect than either of them cared to admit out loud.
At first they communicated through text, much like their younger counterparts, they used the written word to keep their distance. It's easy to hide behind a computer screen. But then came the day that they turned to the phone, and from then on, there was no turning back.
She saw the unfamiliar number from the east coast on her caller ID, and instinctively, she knew.
It started with a couple "Hellos."
Hers was a voice made for the phone. She had spent a brief period of time as a freelance phone entertainer, and caused many an orgasm, just from her breathy tones.
Instantly, his British accent made her heart beat faster, her blood pumping through her body.
The conversation started at a slow boil. Exchanging words about how amazing it was to hear each other's voices. Commenting on the excitement that was brewing.
And then, the topic turned to sex.
"I've always loved oral sex," she told him. "You'd really appreciate my skill. I love to take the shaft into my mouth, teasing the tip with my tongue, slowly making my way up and down, tasting, sucking harder and softer, kissing along the sides. Using my hand to gently massage where my mouth isn't touching. I love the taste of the pre-cum, knowing that it's all for me. Bobbing my head up and down on your cock, using just the right pressure and leverage to give it the ultimate balance of pleasure."
"Mmmm...just thinking about it gets me a little wet." She whispers as her hand slowly moves down into her panties.
On his end, she can hear his breathing increase, and knows his hand is on his cock, and he is picturing her mouth on him.
"And I love to swallow...but the first time around, you don't get that treatment. I have more in mind for you. I want to take full advantage of your hardness..."
Her hand finds her clit, and starts flicking slowly as she speaks, a little more excited with each word she says.
"I'm going to please you, get you as hard as I can, and just when you think you can't take anymore, I'll slowly back away. I'll stand in front of you, and undo my blouse, and then my bra will follow, giving you a full view of my ample breasts. I know you won't be able to resist touching them, so I'll gently guide them towards your mouth, allowing you to take my nipples in between your teeth, and you will then have control over one of my most sensitive features."
She can't keep from moaning, thinking about him sucking on her nipples, teasing her into a state of arousal. Her hand moves faster over her clit, and she can feel her pussy getting wetter by the minute.
Over the phone, he is breathing slowly, mesmerized by her voice, jerking at his member, picturing every detail that she speaks, imagining...
"As you suck on my tits, I'll move over your lap. What you don't know, is that I have no panties on under this skirt, so as I move closer and slowly lower down towards your still erect cock, it will touch the lips of my now wet pussy. I'll tease your dick, pushing my chest towards your mouth and using the tip of your cock to touch my clit, rubbing myself up and down on it, hitting just the right spot, making you want to just thrust, but not letting you have that just yet. The more you suck, the more I tease my clit, and within minutes, you will have me cumming...hard...My tits are so fucking sensitive, that I won't have any choice..."
