Unusual Phone Call

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An Unusual Phone Call with my Girlfriend

"How was your day love?" I asked my girlfriend.

Dana was currently on screen standing at her kitchen sink rinsing dishes. We had been together for a year but lived about 45 minutes apart. She spent a lot of time with me at my place, but work and life required her to be back at her apartment too. She smiled with a glass in her hand dripping soap as she passed it back and forth under the water stream.

"Not bad. Got a lot done," she answered casually.

It was the norm. We spoke a couple of times a day when she was working from home at her place. Her roommate was an old friend named Jim who had moved in to her spare bedroom a few months ago. They both needed to save money so splitting costs worked well. Jim's girlfriend lived half an hour away and he was gone most of the time too. We had a modern, complicated living situation as working adults with full-time partners that do not live together. It was messy sometimes, but it worked.

I sat at my desk working on one screen and chatting with my lady on the other. Dana is about 5'6" and curvy in all the right places with a thick round ass that feels good pressed in to me when we spoon in bed and great when I have it in the air driving my hips into it when we fuck. Her 34D tits sway and roll and overfill my hands when I have them gripped tightly. She loves sex and we often fuck twice a day or at least once with the frequent full-service blowjob that she gives so well.

"Where's Jim?" I asked.

Her kitchen was in the middle of the apartment and the background usually contained Jim's head while he worked at his computer at a desk behind her.

"He's in his room," she answered absently.

At that moment, Jim appeared walking up behind her on camera. He glanced at me briefly before reaching out to Dana with both hands. It happened so fast I couldn't process what I was seeing right away. Jim put both hands on her yoga pants and yanked them down, the fabric following the contours of her body as they slipped down revealing her black thong panties.

"What the..." Dana's surprised face registered an O as she looked back over her shoulder at Jim.

He dropped his sweatpants down to his knees, pressed Dana forward a few degrees, kicked her feet apart slightly, and tugged her thong away to one side of her pussy. With one hand wrapped around an impressive 7-inch-thick cock, he guided himself to her exposed labia.

Rubbing it up and down a couple of times, he pushed forward impaling her on his cock.

Dana's surprised face went from an O to an "Ohhh!" as he rocked forward. Both of his hands pulled her hips back along his shaft and her head dropped forward with her chin almost touching her chest. Her long brown hair obscured her features, but the unmistakable sounds of pleasure filled the speakers on my computer. I could almost taste the pussy juice I knew was flowing from her pussy.

"Oh my God Jim! Oh." She moaned as he worked himself in and out of her pussy.

He reached up and grabbed one of her sizeable tits and squeezed it over her shirt. He never bothered to remove it clearly focusing on his own need to get off. Her hand reached up and covered his as he squeezed and massaged her. She leaned back into him tossing her hair over one side of her neck. His head dipped down to the exposed skin and sucked at her neck never slowing his pace.

He hadn't even acknowledged I was on camera.

Dana moaned and panted like a slut while Jim rocked her. He pulled his head back and, with one hand, pushed her down over the sink. Her back arched downward raising her ass and her cock-pummeled cunt up at a more pleasurable angle. Jim put his other hand back down on her ass and with both hands pushing and pulling began a pounding pace that was guaranteed to shorten his staying power. Her ass rippled every time his hips connected with her. Her tits bounced and shook under her shirt. I imagined his balls ramming into her clit making it tingle and vibrate.

Dana's moans had become a staccato of words and sounds punctuated by the pistoning hips behind her.

"Oh. Yes. Please. Fuck. Me. Harder. God. Don't. Stop. Ughh!" She wailed.

My cock was pressing painfully against my pants, but I was so mesmerized by my slut girlfriend getting pounded that I never even thought of taking it out and jerking off with them. My God! How long had this been going on? I leaned forward towards the screen soaking up the livestream porno that had quickly developed in front of me. My body responded with lust while my brain struggled to make sense of the carnal scene. My girlfriend. My lover. My partner. She was a fucking cuck-loving whore who would take on any man who had the nerve to bend her over!

With her eyes squeezed closed and her panting breath coming out in hoarse blasts, Dana came on Jim's pistoning cock. The first seconds were a frozen scene as she looked back up towards the camera...not remembering I was there...her face a mask of pleasure and then an explosive eruption of moaning, wailing, vibrating, shaking. Jim never slowed down.

Then Jim's head tucked down and he began groaning as he pumped.

"You fucking slut...I'm gonna cum in your pussy!" He breathed heavily at her.

"Yes, fill me up!" She responded.

With another downward stroke he bottomed out in her cunt. I couldn't see behind him, but I imagined his flexing ass checks as he uncorked a fountain of sperm into her pussy. A moment's pause and he jerked his hips forward and backward pulling her pussy lips along his shaft as he jetted cum into her. His words were unrecognizable as they came in bursts, his head rolling fore and aft, eyes squeezed shut. In a few moments, it was over. He paused, frozen for several seconds, with his dick buried in her cunt. I imagined it spasming uncontrollably pulsing out the last of his load.

Without a word he pulled his cum and juice covered cock out of my girlfriend tapping and rubbing it little on each ass cheek. He stretched her thong back down over her pussy, patted the now re-covered mound gently with his open palm, and pulled his sweatpants up over his still slightly hard and visibly wet dick. He reached down and pulled her yoga pants back up to her waist and then stepped back. He glanced at me with the beginnings of a smirk as he exited the frame.

My girlfriend, my sweet loving girlfriend, took a deep, slow breath and exhaled. She looked up and saw me on screen, my face shocked and my stomach fluttering with mixed feelings of pride, jealousy, and pure arousal.

She sighed, "What were we talking about?"