Phone Sex Interruptus 1

Fresh from an hot shower, nice and relaxed, and feeling extremely hot and horny...

I walk naked from the bath to my bedroom. I'm so hot and needy. As I pass thru the house I massage my breasts, plucking at my nipples, feeling the electrical charge show straight to my clit! God I need a hard throbbing cock so bad!

Living in the woods as I do, I never even think of closing my blinds or drapes, I love the feeling of having them open all the time. But as I walk thru to my bedroom I have a feeling of being watched. I glance toward the large open window, but see nothing...with no city lights, it's totally black outside at night.

I continue to me room, where the windows are also open and prepare for bed. Sitting, naked, at my vanity table, I brush my thigh long hair out. Usually I braid it for sleep, but tonight I leave it loose for some reason. As I'm brushing my hair and thinking of how badly I need to be fucked, the phone rings.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Spread Your legs wide and show me that cunt of yours slut!" a very deep hypnotic voice says.

"Ohhhh, hello John-Paul Sir!" I say as i do as I am told, like a good slave girl.

Turning to face the back wall of my room, that is solid glass, I lean back against the vanity. I spread my legs as wide as possible, setting my feet on the bench beside my hips to make my pussy gape open even wider!

"Now, take the handle of the hair brush and shove it fully into Your nasty cunt for me whore!" John-Paul orders.

I reach down, shove the brush handle deeply into my gaping pussy, even though, unprepared as I am it is most painful. Doing so, I gasp and moan from the surge of lust that erupts in me.

"Fuck that cunt HARD for me bitch! Do it NOW!" John-Paul growls.

And I start ramming the brush handle in and out of my throbbing cunt. Fast, hard, deep, grunting with the effort to do as He demands of me!

"Wait! Where are the nipple clamps bitch? How many times have I told You to wear them when I call?" John-Paul hisses at me.

"But Master, I didn't KNOW You would call, I was unprepared for You!" I plead!

"Shut up bitch and put them on...NO excuses!" He shouts.

Leaving the brush jutting from my now wet, swollen pussy, I reach back and find the nipple clamps laying on the vanity. I then attach them first to my left nipple then to the right one, with the chain hanging down between them.

"NOW...that's much better. Proceed with my pleasure girl!" He orders.

And again, I grasp the brush and begin ramming it hard and fast into my throbbing cunt. Pulling and pinching on my nipples as I do. My head falls back and I hear myself moan, my lust growing and my need to cum building. I can feel my juices seeping from my pussy, sliding over my ass, to drip onto the padded seat of the vanity bench below me.

"Go lay on the bed, the light is better there. But leave the brush inside of you!" John-Paul orders.

Standing, with the brush sticking out from my cunt like a bristled cock, I walk to the bed and lay down. Again spreading my legs as wide as I can. I continue to fuck myself vigorously with the now sopping wet brush handle.

Hearing a noise, I glance toward my bedroom door. There stands a very tall, dark, handsome, muscular man with jet black hair and beard. He's totally naked with a raging erection in his hand. Grinning at me, he slowly strokes his beautiful cock as he approaches my bed.

Motioning for him to come to me, I continue to respond to John-Paul, who I know can now see the naked man climbing into my bed.

"Master, we seem to have company." I softly say.

"Yes, so I can see. Who is he jackie? Why is he there?" John-Paul asks softly.

"I don't know Master, I think he's been peeking into my windows, I felt someone watching me earlier. Someone other then You Master." I say.

As I am talking with John-Paul, the stranger is caressing my neck with his lips. He cruises my entire body with his burning mouth. As he does so, my murmured words to John-Paul became softer and softer.

My telephone receiver has a 25 foot cord, and as I talk, he begins to roll me in the cord. He crosses my breasts with the line, and seeming to want more he takes the receiver, quietly says "Jackie needs to go now, she'll call you back." and disconnects the call.

I know that John-Paul is still watching every move that is made and enjoying watching every minute of my possession by this amazing stranger. So I relax and give myself over to whatever it is he chooses to do with me.

He passes the receiver between my legs, twice, and is able to part my labia with each coil, thus holding my labia wide open for his tongue. He begins to suckle my clit and protruding labia. Becoming crazed with lust and need, I begin writhing and moaning. This causes him to tighten the cord, crushing my breasts against my chest, with the bulk of them squeezing out either side of the cord. This tightens the cord even more against my labia, and again I moan in pleasure.

He then rolls me over, keeping the phone line tight under his knee. He pulls my hips up with his arm under me, bringing my ass into full view.

I hear him whisper "I have never seen such a beautiful, brown pair of muscles in my life." He grabs my hair and pulls my head up, then starts circling my anus with his tongue. round and round. Then pulling on my hair as he dips his tongue into my ass. Pull, dip, pull, dip, harder and harder, his wonderful tongue is probing my asshole. And nearing the edge, unable to do anything but feel and moan, my ass is opening and closing in ecstasy.

Suddenly, my orgasm is roaring over me and screaming out my need, I feel my cum gushing out of my pussy in waves. Squirt after squirt of cum is pouring out of me.

I hear myself shouting "Oh God, oh God! Yes, please! More...harder, faster, fuck me, fuck me. FUCK ME...DAMN YOU!"

And I hear him give a great animal roar as he...