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A Phone Sex Story

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Coming Across The Miles

“You like that, don’t you, baby?”

The sound of his voice was the sweet delight that made her shiver. She was lying on the couch, phone sex storiesphone in one hand while the other hand was busy exploring lower regions, and her boyfriend was whispering naughty things into her ear. Things so naughty, in fact, that her pussy was already wet and aching for her lover’s touch.

“You like it when I press my tongue against your clit like that, don’t you? You know how I would do it right now if I were there. I would take my time and make slow circles around your pussy, getting closer and closer to the prize. I would lap up your juices with every sweep of my tongue. I would make you wait until you were begging for one little lick on that sensitive little spot. You want it, don’t you?”

She brushed her fingertips across her clit and shuddered. “Yes.”

“But that’s not all you want, is it? You want to feel me slide my fingers into that warm, wet cunt. You want me to finger fuck you with two or three fingers, don’t you? I like to feel your pussy stretching around my fingers as you take them all in. Kinda like it feels when you stretch open around my dick.”

Her nipples were so hard, they hurt. She gasped as she touched herself again. There was a long moment of silence on the other end of the line, then he whispered, “You’re touching yourself for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes…”

“Good. I want you to do that some more. I want you to tease your clit but don’t let yourself come. I want you to slip your fingers inside and tease around in there, but don’t you dare come. Do you understand? Get right to the edge but don’t you come.”

Phone-Sex2-4Getting right to the edge was sweet and delicious torture. She played with her clit, making circles with her wet fingertip, until she was throbbing all over and begging for release. She whimpered his name as she heard his breath speed up, and she knew he was jacking off while he talked to her, ready to take his own pleasure while she got hers.

“You know what I want right now?” he asked her. “I want to say fuck all that licking and teasing and finger fucking, and I want to spread your legs wide and get in between them, then slide my cock right up into your pussy. You’re so wet I would slide right in, aren’t you?”

This time she couldn’t answer. She was too close to coming to think.

“You would come on that first stroke, wouldn’t you? Then I would keep pounding your pussy, pumping in and out of that sweet little hole, until you were ready to come again. And guess what I would do then?”

All she could say was “Please…”

“I would come. I would come deep inside you, where I like it best. You like it best there, too, don’t you? Can you feel it? Are you going to come with me, honey? Come right now. Come around my dick.”

She didn’t have to be told twice. She touched her clit, strummed it, pressed on it, and then the orgasm washed over her. She cried out and lifted her hips to ride the sensation. In her ear she could hear the sound of his moan and grunt of pleasure. She knew he had come right along with her, just as he said he would.

“Now,” he whispered after a few long moments. “Go to sleep.”

She smiled in the darkness, told him goodbye, and hung up the telephone.

About Denise Brienne

Confident, fun, well-rounded and sexy. Those are words that describe author Denise Brienne, a thirty-something woman who has a knack for giving the best advice to those who want to spice up their intimate relationships.

3 comments

  1. Loved every word of it ! Gave me an erection & I had to restrain my lustful mental imagery from making me cum !

  2. That sounded pretty much like the real deal. I forgot that it is a story. I also forgot that they were on the phone. Good story. Well written!!

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