You call me on the phone becoming my Calgonβ¦.
I tell you I haven't had the experience I've been looking for.
"I'll take you there." You assure me confidently.
I've been waiting for this as long as I've been having orgasms; a woman to open my petals, kiss my blossom and inhale my essence. I never expected you to call. After so many men, I just wonder more and more about the other side. I admit to you that I'm inexperienced. I'd always thought the taste I had was good enough. You take charge of my mind and my body like no other has done over the phone. I usually lead. You've immediately caused me to loose my place, and I stumble.
You catch me gracefully with a firm embrace and lay me down upon the bed. I feel like wisp of smoke dissipating into a gentle fragrant breeze. My curly blond hair spills all around my pillow. Turning my head, I smell the amber oil I used just before bed to intensify my dreams. I know you must be a dream because I'm drifting. I'm melting. All of a sudden each moment is caught in slow motion, all within my mind.
So naked and vulnerable, yet I've never felt this comfortable being exposed. I gazed seductively over my body at you watching me from the foot of the bed, and I feel hypnotized. My breasts are full and white compared to the tan on the rest of my body. Trailing my fingertips along my skin, I feel the little hairs stand up from the tickle. Nipples erect, I spread my hands over the fleshy mounds and massage deeply. I see the hunger in your eyes as you reach down between your legs. You're so beautiful standing there exploring me with passion that I feel over every inch of my body. The energy passing between us has me so wet already, and the vibration inside me grows.
You lick your lips and I feel the wetness escape me instantly, causing a moan to betray my composure. A smile flickers over your face and I'm compelled to reach down and caress my labia. I feel the flesh swell. I butterfly my legs, and with both hands I pull open my silky, wet pussy. Juices flowing freely down between my cheeks, I'm glistening with desire for you.
I use my middle finger to gently rub my clit as if I were rolling a pea around an egg yolk without breaking it. That little button creates a tremor in my legs that you cannot resist, and a cry of pleasure that I cannot withhold. You crawl onto the bed and slide your body sinuously up between my legs, your breast tickling my trembling thigh as you move. I giggle. You intentionally let your long hard nipple continue on a path to my secret garden, my pink orchid. You cup your breast and draw the taught flesh in circles around my delicate tulips. I'm shivering with every second that passes. I'm ready to do whatever you want. I'm yours. I'm yours. I'm yours.