I woke up alone. Annie travelled back home to deal with a family emergency and Billy was away on a two week business trip. I did a video chat with Annie a few nights ago and we had a long distance phone call cum session that wasn't even close to what I wanted. She assured me that she'd be home soon to make it up to me, but I was like an addict in the midst of withdrawal.
I received a text from Billy not long after my call with Annie and he asked how I was doing without her.
"Horny," I replied.
He didn't respond right away and I went back to watching some crappy TV show. My phone dinged and my eyes bugged as I saw that Billy had texted me a photo of his hard cock with a nice bead of precum on the tip. My cock tingled and started to stiffen.
Another message came in shortly after and I realized that it was a video with his engorged cock head staring at me.
I pressed play and I could hear Billy's sexy voice, "Hey there, boy toy. Sorry that you have to be alone tonight. Maybe this might help you relax."
With that he started playing with his cock. Slowly milking it with precum oozing out with each upstroke.
"I want your tongue on my cock," he teased as he quickened his pace.
He was very vocal--moaning each time his hand moved over the tip of his dick and rubbing his juices onto the head. He was already in my mind as my hand moved to my cock--which was still moist from my session with Annie.
He was jacking himself hard now--telling me that he was getting close. I started to match his pace--I wanted to cum with him. He was moaning nonstop now while giving his big sweet dick a pounding. I could barely keep the image steady as I was right there with him. His moaning stopped suddenly as he held his breath and I could see the first shot of his hot cum burst from his piss slit. A shudder went through me and I could feel my own orgasm building from deep inside my balls. He kept cumming and as he aimed towards the camera, a glob of cum hit the lens. That was it for me and the first shot hit below my neck. I jerked down again hard and the second flew not far from the first.
"Yeah baby, cum for me," I heard him say on the video as I was drifting back from heaven.
I looked back at the video and he was on screen now licking his cum from his fingers.
"Can't wait to see you when I get back in about a week," he purred.
He licked his lips and puckered at the camera and that was it. All I could text back was--wow. He returned a laughing emoji and then he said that he was sorry but he had to go to bed to make an early morning meeting. I sighed and wished him a good night. I drifted off to sleep.
The alarm went off and I woke up with dried cum all over me. I got myself into the shower and made it into work. I still had another week to go before Billy got back and who knows when Annie was coming home. As quitting time was almost there, I got a text from Annie. She said that she felt bad for me and she wanted to have a virtual cocktail hour with me. She gave me the address of a bar that she knew of that would be quiet enough to have a video chat and told me to be there at 6:00--sharp. I didn't think that it was that great of an idea, but at least it would get me out of the house and I could see her and have a nice chat and a drink or three.
Six o'clock and here I was trying to find this place. I found the address, but not the bar. All there was is a black door and black painted windows. I pulled on the door handle and it was locked. I texted Annie and told her that I was here, but the place appeared to be closed. She texted back quickly telling me to ring the bell and say that she sent me. I found a painted over doorbell button and pushed it. The door cracked open and a well dressed attractive woman asked if she could help me. I told her Annie sent me and she immediately welcomed me in. The door closed and she bolted it behind me.
"This way, please," she said as she led me through thick red velvet curtains.
Any unease I felt about the cloak and dagger treatment quickly subsided as I walked through the curtains into a small, cozy bar. It was about maybe 800 sq. ft., and very Victorian looking with a lot of wood paneling, crown moulding, dark red velvet drapery--very warm and welcoming. There was an eight seat bar with large dark red leather booths around it, mostly lit by candlelight on the tables and bar lights. We were the only two people in the place so far.
She directed me to a booth that had a RESERVED placard on the table. I chuckled to myself (reserved? really?).
"What can I bring you to drink?" she asked as I slid into the horseshoe-shaped booth.
"Ahh...how about a nice Cognac?" I replied.
She gave a sexy smirk and headed to the bar--I guess she's the bartender as well as the hostess.
My phone buzzed and it was Annie on video. I answered and there was her cute, smiling face filling the frame.
"Hey baby. I miss you," she started off.
"Here you are my dear--a 'nice' Cognac," the bartender said as she interrupted before I could respond to her.
"Who's that?" Annie asked.
At a loss as I didn't know her name I said, "Actually, I'm not quite sure yet--my name is Dan...what's your name?"
Realizing that she was interrupting, she smiled shyly and said, "Hi, I'm Sasha."
"Ah," I said playfully overacting into the phone's camera, "this is...Sasha." I turned the phone so she could see her.
"Hey there, beautiful. Are you taking good care of my man?" Annie replied.
"Well we just met, but I brought him his first drink, so I guess we'll have to see where it goes from here," Sasha quipped as her eyes drifted up from the screen and locked on me and scanned me from head to toe.
"Get back to your bar you little slut--I'll see you later," Annie shot back with a laugh.
Sasha stifled a laugh and slowly turned and walked back to the bar.
We got back to chatting and she was filling me in on the now averted family crisis and that she'd be heading back in a day or two. She could see the relief in my face.
"Aww. What's the matter, baby? Your nice hard cock ripping through your pants in frustration?" she laughingly asked.
"Well, if you must know, yes," I responded. "I haven't cum since the other night you finished me off on the phone," I said then I paused. "Well now, that's not exactly true," I continued, "Billy texted me after I hung up with you and sent me a video that got me all heated," I ended by subconsciously licking my lips and smiling.
"Oh shit! Send it to me--I wanna see it!" she ordered.
I worked my phone and sent it to her. She watched it on her tablet and I could hear the sound of Billy jacking off. I could see her eyes bulge--just like mine did. I could see her lips moving, but I couldn't hear. I turned up the volume a bit.
Turns out there was a glitch in the signal and she (now) loudly said, "Oh fuck, this is making me so wet!"
My cock leapt to life just hearing her getting aroused. I quickly turned the volume down back to where it was.
Out of the corner of my eye I spotted Sasha now staring right at me. I could only see one hand on the bar and I started to think about what the other one might be doing. She must have heard Annie's dirty talk. I went back to Annie and she was still enjoying the video. As it finished, I could tell that she was touching herself in some way. I heard a glass set down on the table and I could now see Sasha was delivering a glass of water.
I thanked her and Annie shouted out, "Hey Sasha, let me ask you something." I started to hand the phone over and Annie stopped me by saying, "No, baby, I want you to hear this too."
I held the phone out as Sasha slipped into the booth beside me, so we were both on camera. I noticed her perfume as she got closer and it was nice. I couldn't help but see down her dress to notice her ample, perky tits pushed up high.
"I need a favor from you, Sash," she started. "My man here has a problem. I've been gone too long and he has a nice hard cock that needs attention right now. Could you help us out?" Annie fake pouted.
A jolt of fear shot through me but, instead of killing my arousal it intensified it.
Sasha looked away from the screen to look at me biting her bottom lip and then a coy smile formed.
"Is this true?" she asked suddenly and sternly like a detective from a crime drama.
I went with it. "What do you think?" I asked equally sternly, locking on her eyes.
Her eyes softened and a look of hunger washed across her face. Her hand was now on my thigh and moving slowly, but with purpose, towards my crotch.
She softly cupped my bulge and said, "Oh god Annie, I see what you mean."
"What do you think is the best way to help him, Sash?" Annie puzzled.
"Hmm, well I think it's best to start with a nice, thorough blow job," Sasha purred, her eyes laser focused on mine.
My breathing quickened as I started to worry about getting blown in a public place. There aren't any people around, but what about the back rooms of the place? My concerns quickly turned to static in my brain as her hand kept rubbing my dick through my pants.