threesome Phone Sex

Suzanne finished her shower and dried her body slowly, enjoying the sensation of the towel on her aroused skin. After spraying her vanilla scent, she went to the drawer and brought out her assortment of toys. Checking them, she changed the batteries in each toy. Once again, she checked the power level. As she heard the loud buzzing, she could feel herself getting excited. Her pussy seemed to vibrate at the same speed. She lit some candles and smoothed out the bedcovers. The cds were playing softly and the house alarm was set. Now, she made her pillow nest and got comfortable on the bed. At exactly 8 A.M., she dialed her lover's office. Although they lived over a thousand miles apart, they were together everyday. This was their time. He often came into the office at least an hour early so they could spend time together. Daren was her lover and so much more. They had met in a writer's chat room and become friends. Both had kids the same age, so they often talked about the joys of teenagers and the challenges of balancing parenthood with friendship.

Today was like that. They talked about their daughters and the dangers of sex. They worried that too many girls were being sexually active and that their daughters might succumb to peer pressure. This discussion took some of their valuable morning time, but that is what made Daren so special. She never felt like it was just phone sex, they were both friends and lovers.

As they talked, Suzanne ran her fingers over her naked body, feeling her nipples pucker, feeling her lips swelling open. Daren's voice had a way of reaching her very center, making her wet by just talking. The topic of teen sex was arousing her, but then, today, talking about window cleaning would have excited her. She had dreamed of Daren last night and reread some of his letters this morning. Her body and mind were ready for a major fucking.

Daren could hear the need in her low, husky voice. He changed the subject, asking her about her morning. She described her shower and her nakedness, her words becoming seductively soft.

Often, in the early morning office hours, Daren dressed comfortably in jeans and sweaters, changing if he had a court date that day. Today was the same. He said he wore button-fly jeans and a blue sweater. She told him to undo the buttons and take out "her cock" and describe it. After a pause, Daren told her he had it out and was stroking it, that it was already becoming hard and hot. Suzanne had often told him how sexy she thought a man's hand on his own cock was, how she loved to see his hand sliding knowledgeably up and down the shaft, cupping his own balls and massaging them. Daren described to her how hard he was, about the precome that he was using to make his cock all shiny and slick. She closed her eyes and imagined his hand, moving so easily up and down that massive erection. Her own fingers were playing gently in her curlies, stroking them and parting them. Daren held the phone down, she could hear the sound of flesh on flesh, could hear his wet palm sliding up and down his dick.

She picked up one of her toys, a blue jelly vibrator and ran it up and down her slit, feeling herself open to the head of the toy. Daren was describing to her exactly how he fit his hand around his cock, just the speed and pressure that he preferred. Suzanne was lying on her back, her legs spread, her blue toy now slowly moving in and out of her hungry pussy, She was moaning and telling Daren she needed more, needed some nipple sucking. He was happily obliging, describing to her the feel of her hard nipple in his mouth. Her head rolled back and forth, her toy moved faster and now she turned on the vibrating switch. Her hips began to thrust against the toy, and she was rushing toward her first orgasm of the morning. Suddenly, Daren's voice became very professional...."That will be fine, Mr. Davis. I will get back to you. Goodbye."

The phone clicked, leaving Suzanne on the edge, all alone. As her lower lip began to quiver, she heard Daren's voice again, still professional, speaking to someone else. She realized what had happened. Someone had come into the office, catching Daren in a compromising position. But rather than disconnecting the call, he had accidentally hit the conference call button. She heard him offer that person a seat and exchange pleasantries.

At the office, Daren was in a predicament. Here he sat, his jeans around his ankles, his hand happily encircling his hard cock, and a beautiful young lady was sitting across from him. She crossed her legs, the silky sound of her thighs moving against each other exciting him further. He knew he needed to think of a way to distract her and get dressed, but his mind was just not working. As she leaned forward to talk, Daren could see her bare thigh above her lacy stocking top and his cock throbbed back to full attention.

She began talking, telling him her legal problem, but his thoughts were on Suzanne, with her toy, coming for him. Then he would think of this lovely stranger, her long, silkily-clad legs crossed right before him. It seemed that everything was conspiring to make him hard. He could not get his cock to behave. It remained upright and happily engorged. Giving up on placing it back in his pants, he thought he might be able to continue holding his aching cock, if he did it discreetly. He let his fingers slide slowly up and down, imagining that the woman wouldn't notice. And she might not have. He leaned his elbow on the desk, his hand supporting his face as he listened to her talk. His other hand was moving up and down, strumming against the sensitive underside of his dick. God, that felt good. His fingers knew just the path to take, just the spot to touch. He was plainly overstimulated, but he couldn't think of one reason making that a bad thing.

The woman, who had introduced herself as Kate, stood up and began pacing. Her story was winding down, he could tell. She was beginning to ask questions and knew he would have to pay attention. She stopped pacing and stepped forward to pick up a little toy from his desk. As she leaned forward, she could see right into his lap.

A tiny OH! escaped her lips. She stared into his lap, watching his hand, still encircling his cock. She licked her lips and looked into his face. He did blush, but he still couldn't stop. She walked over to the door, locking it securely. Her hips swayed seductively as she returned to the desk. She stepped closer and reached for her skirt button, unzipping it and letting it drop to the floor. She stood before him, her pink garter belt framing her golden curlies, her naked thighs against the creamy hosiery. She leaned over and kissed him, putting her hands on both shoulders and pushing him sideways, so now he faced her. He could smell her desire as she approached him. She stepped up and straddled his legs, stopping with her pussy poised right over his cock. He could feel her silky stockings against his naked thighs. He held her hips and pulled her down on him. She was velvety soft and so slick. She began to ride him, her wetness making slurpy sounds in the room. On the phone, Suzanne could hear it all, she could hear the moaning and cooing and the slurpy wet sex sounds. Daren was telling the stranger that he planned to fuck her, he planned to pound into her tender pussy until she screamed. Suzanne was going crazy on her bed. She was reaming her hot pussy with the blue toy, but it wasn't enough. She placed one blue boy deep inside and took a second blue boy to her clit, vibrating at top speed right on the shy little button.

Daren heard the vibrators and then Suzanne's unmistakable moans. He realized then what had happened. He continued to verbalize his desires and plans, driving both women wild with desire. The blonde was riding him, using her long legs to raise and lower her hot cunt on his cock. Suzanne, in the meantime, was reaching her first orgasm. Her moans and cries filled the office, inspiring the realtime lovers.

The client, Kate, was begging for release. She stood up, feeling his cock leave her with a pop. She turned and lowered herself again, bending over the desk and presented her tight ass. "Fuck my ass, please," she begged. She reached around and held the cheeks apart, offering her tight, pink hole to him. Once again, Daren held her hips. He lavished kisses on the smooth globes of her ass, licking and nipping as he moved down the sweet skin. He lingered at her tight hole, his lips kissing her there, his tongue circling her there. She moaned loudly, begging him to fuck her ass. He guided her ass down, pulling her closer to him, feeling his cockhead touching the wrinkled spot. Just as he came into contact, she pushed back and impaled herself on him, feeling him enter her completely, filling her with his engorged cock. She roared from deep in her throat, nearly growling.

Daren described the scene aloud, conscious of Suzanne on the speaker phone. As he thrust deeply into Kate's ass, Suzanne was moving her toys in and out of her needy body. Now her green toy was inserted into her ass, the blue boys forgotten as the 3rd one was filling her secret space. Her hands were busily moving the toys, pleasuring herself, trying to reach the summit again. She called out Daren's name as her muscles quivered around the vibrator, pulling it deeper into her virgin ass.

The couple stopped moving, listening to Suzanne's cries and ragged breathing. Daren wasn't sure how much longer he could last. Kate's ass was so tight, so hot, so forbidden. Knowing that Suzanne was listening and enjoying it all was so incredibly naughty and exciting.

Kate was talking, saying things to excite and encourage Daren. She knew that his lover was listening and that the lover approved, so she gave praise for his lovely hard cock and his prowess with it. She asked him to touch her clit, to rub it. The combination of his cock thrusting into her ass and his fingers on her clit made Kate reach the edge. She tightened her legs and pushed back against Daren one last time and then came, clenching his cock deep inside her as she spasmed, her juices gushing over his thighs and belly.

Daren had no reserve. He could not stop himself as he felt his cock swell and then explode. He shot his come deep into Kate, feeling her warmth gripping him and holding him tightly inside her.

Suzanne listened to the explosion on the speaker and waited until the breathing returned to normal. Before hanging up her phone, she welcomed Kate and invited her to be a morning visitor anytime.

Office Phone Sex

"Okay, I'm back."

Kieran had just switched phones to one in a private office. It was after hours at his office 200 miles away from me. He worked as a network engineer and I was a college student. I had spent many hours having phone and cyber sex with him since I arrived at the college. Thankfully my grades hadn't faltered because of it. And besides, I missed him so much, it was hard for me not to hear from him for more than a day.

We had met two years earlier when I was living at home. Suburban life was pretty boring so I entertained myself in chat rooms often. Kieran IM'd me one day and we clicked immediately. I was smitten and I allowed him to call me. A few weeks later, we met in a hotel.

"Do you remember the first time we met in person?" I asked him.

"How could I forget? You were gorgeous. I don't know why you are so self conscious. If you weren't we would have had that orgy by now."

As we spoke on the phone I lay on my dorm room bed, naked and with one hand idly fondling my pussy. Since I met Kieran, I'd taken to spending as much time as I could naked. I had also taken to shaving my pussy lips. Eating my pussy was Kieran's favorite thing.

"Mmmmm," I moaned.

"What are you doing?" Kieran asked. He knew what I was doing.

"I'm sliding my fingers across my slit. I'm getting wet thinking about my first time." I was a virgin when I met Kieran. "What are you doing?"

"Thinking about buy bigger pants," he replied. I laughed. Kieran had both sex appeal and an great sense of humor. If there hadn't been the 10 year age separation, we probably would have been married by now.

"Maybe you should just not wear pants. Take them off. I'm already naked. This way it will be fair," I reasoned.

"It cant be fair. The cleaning lady could come in here any second and catch me naked, stroking my cock, listening to an incredibly hot young woman cumming over the phone," he explained.

"I doubt she would mind. She'd probably like to help you out. You're irresistible, you know." Kieran was 5'9, 200lbs of sculpted muscle, with brown eyes, brown hair and a killer smile.

"So what about our first meeting are you thinking about?" he asked.

"Your mouth pressed hard against mine, feeling that expert tongue taste me for the first time. Our bodies were pressed so close together I could feel your hard bulge against my mound. I remember wearing a short blue dress. I can still feel your hand running down my back and to my ass. I wasn't wearing any panties, just like you requested. I was already your slut. I unbuttoned your shirt, licking and kissing your smooth chest. You raised the dress over my head and threw it to the ground. I arched my back and offered my lace clad breast to your mouth. With my bra still on you kissed and nibbled on my nipples. With one quick motion you unclasped my bra and continued sucking and licking my breasts."

"Mmmm baby you are so hot. I miss you so much. I want to taste your sweet juices dripping from that shaved pussy of yours. Oh god, and your clit! I love sucking on that big clit."

"Oh yes, mmm. My clit is so swollen right now." My pussy was dripping with warm sweet juices. I brought my fingers to my mouth and sucked on them, letting Kieran hear how much I was enjoying it. "Do you want to hear my pussy?"

"Of course, my nasty little slut," he replied. With one hand I held the phone near my pussy. My other hand was busy sliding one, then two cum covered fingers in and out of my slippery hole. He could hear the wet, slurping sound of my finger fucking and the soft slapping of my palm against my hairless cunt.

"Uhhhmm," he moaned. "Your pussy is so soft, so wet. I could eat you forever. You made me so fucking hot that night. It was amazing to have you stand above me with one foot up on a chair. As you ground your cunt agaisnt my lips covering my face in wetness, I couldn't help but stroke my cock. I could hardly contain myself."

Breathing heavily I replied, "Oh god yesss, that was so good. Oh god I can feel your tongue flicking at my clit, delving deep inside my cunt. Oh yes baby deeper. Tongue fuck me, yes, yes!"

"Licking your pussy, from your clit to your hole over and over again. Squeezing your ass, bringing you closer to me. Feeling your body writhe in my arms. Forcing you to take my assault as you stand. Cum on my face baby. I want to feel you hot juices flood my mouth."

"Ooooh yeaahhhh ooohhh FUCKK!!!" I screamed into the phone as I came. For a second I worried that my roommates were home and could hear me. But I was so far gone, I didn't care.

"Don't stop rubbing your clit," Kieran demanded.

"Mmmm," I whined, "but it's so sensitive!"

"Don't stop. I want you to cum again. Get on your knees. Is your dildo nearby?"

"Yes," I said meekly. I knew what was coming.

"Suck on it." I did as I was told. I ran my tongue up and down the shaft, getting it nice and wet. It was cold and didn't taste very good so I quickly slipped it into my pussy covering it my cum. I opened my mouth wide and took the head of the life like seven inch dildo into my mouth and began to suck audibly.

"Yes, that's a good girl. Suck on that dick. It's my dick in your mouth now."

I moaned and sucked on the thick phallus. Grinding my clit against my hand, my pussy was leaking juices that ran down my thighs. I took the dildo deeper into my mouth and gagged a bit.

"Ohhhh fuck yes baby, gag on my dick. Deep throat it, bitch." I loved when he talked dirty to me. I slid the cock in and out of my mouth, slurping on it, making sure he could hear everything.

"Mmmm yes baby. Are you ready? Imagine me now positioned behind you…kissing and caressing your ass." I waited anxiously. I could hear him stroking his dick.

"Feel my tongue drag across your cheeks, down your crack to your tight little bud. Mmm, fuck I love rimming your ass. I love the way it tightens around my tongue. Tonguing your asshole…mmmm yeeaaahhh thrusting my wet tongue into your hot ass."

I was on the edge of another orgasm. "Are you ready baby? Are you ready for my cock now?" he asked. "It doesn't matter. Spread your cheeks wide for my cock. Put the dildo against your ass. Do it baby, sit on it!," he commanded.

I cried out loudly as the thick wet dildo penetrated my tight ass. The head popped in and pain shot through my body. He knew I liked the endorphin rush. I paused for a moment trying to let my tight butt get used to the intruder. I pulled it out then lowered myself onto again, only this time I felt only pleasure. With the dildo propped straight up on the mattress I rode the dildo up and down as I slid my fingers into my slippery cunt. I could feel every contour of the dick through the thin wall separating my cunt from my ass.

I gasped and moaned. Feeling the big dick up my ass and hearing his heavy breaths and rock hard wet cock over the phone brought me over the edge. I came hard.

"OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSS!!! UUUHHHHNNNNNNGGHH!!!!! I cried out. The force of my orgasmic contractions pushed the dildo out of my ass. My nipples were sticking straight out and every nerve of my body cried out. A half a moment later I heard him attempt to stifle his moans (he WAS still at work). I reveled in the mental picture of his cock erupting with thick hot streams of jizm shooting from the tip, coating his hand and arching through the air. I wanted to lick up every drop so badly.

My pussy was soaked. The juices had trickled down my ass and to the bed leaving a large wet spot on the bed. I put the phone down to my crotch and fingered my pussy deep and fast so he could hear the wonderfully squishy sound. I could hear him moan as an orgasmic aftershock rippled through his body.

I brought the phone back to my ear and tried to catch my breath. He silently listened to me cum down from that intense orgasm.

"Thank you," Kieran whispered. "God, now I have to clean up and get out of here. Think I could get the cleaning lady to help me out?"

Wet Phone Sex

“I was taking a bath this morning and I thought of you.” Sarah purred into the phone.

“Wow. I’m flattered.” Rob said flatly.

“Seriously. I was thinking about our talks and how excited you’d get if I told you what happened last night.”

“You’re cruel. Tease.” Rob snorted.

“I know you love it. Why else would you call every single day?” She smiled into the receiver.

“Okay, I relent. Tell me your sordid tale of debauchery. Lemme just get comfortable.” Rob put the phone near his crotch and Sarah heard him unzip. She licked her lips.

“Ready?” She asked.

“Sure.”

“So I told you I was going out with that guy from the bank, Muir, right?”

“Muir.” Rob snorted again.

“Yeah, shut up. So the date was pretty run of the mill. We went out to Domenics’, had a couple drinks, and went back to his place and we were both pretty hot. We’d danced and flirted big time so I was primed for action.” Sarah snickered.

“The usual.”

“Right. So, his apartment is HUGE and its’ got this big patio in the back he called ‘the lanai’. Tiki torches, plants, the whole bit. And this big redwood hot tub, but we never went in it.

So, we’re sitting on his couch and he asks me what I’m into. I really laid it on thick. I started telling him how much I like to suck cock and feel cum shooting in my hot, warm mouth and he was getting HARD. I could tell by the way he kind of readjusted in his shorts and there was that big bulge again, like at the bank.

So I moved across from him and put my sandal on his crotch and asked him if he’d mind taking it off. He had these big warm hands with long fingers and perfect nails and I watched him move them as he loosened the strap on my sandal and I was like, WOW. I was getting wet just watching his hands move. He saw me watching so he splays his long, beautiful fingers around my ankle and up my calf.”

“Mmm.”

“So he slips off my sandal and starts massaging my foot and I start moaning like I’m really into it. This sets him off. He takes my foot and starts licking my toes, one by one, and then he sucks my second toe into his mouth and tongues it like a delicate piece of fruit. His mouth was warm and slick, and I start thinking about his tongue and lips and really start moaning. I put my other foot over his crotch and start moving it lightly, so, with his mouth still holding my toes he takes the other sandal off so I can feel everything. He trades my feet off and sucks my other toes, and I move my still damp foot up his shorts to play with his hugely hard cock. He groans a little, so I remove my feet from him and run my hands up his legs. I moved his shorts over and his cock springs free. I run my fingertips over it then close my hand around it and he starts bucking a little. And that turned me on. My pussy is getting noticeably moist through my shorts, so I take them off. He immediately stands up and takes his off too so we’re both standing there in T-shirts in the middle of his living room.

So he kneels at my feet and runs his hands up the outside of my legs, then the inside, moving up far enough to spread my thighs a little, but avoiding my pussy. He bends and sucks the inside of my knee lightly and I’m saying little encouraging things. Then, like he couldn’t stand it anymore, he gently pushes me on the couch and delves his warm tongue into my soft fur down there. And then he’s licking my clit over and over, keeping the tempo right so I am almost to the brink of coming. Right as I start moving against him, he takes my entire clit between his lips and sucks in this long, slurping lick and I come hard, bucking against his mouth and moaning like an animal. Then I looked down and realized he’d been stroking his cock along the couch, and it was big and hard and red. I grabbed him around the hips and pushed him to the floor so his back was propped up against the couch and his knees were spread wide. Then I try to take the head of his cock into my mouth, but it’s a bad angle so he slides up onto the couch. There was no way I could take the whole damn thing into my mouth, so I suck down what I can and lick around the sides. This seems to be satisfying him quite well, so I lick my hand move it up and down his long shaft, rotating my wrist a little and sucking the head in and out in the same motion. This just about does it for him, so I make little circles with my pointed tongue right under the head as I’m sucking. He moans quite loudly and his breathing is terribly raspy so I decide to let him come. I moan on every withdrawal and flick my tongue up and down from the tip down to where my hand is. I’m looking up and him and he makes this face, oh, it was so hot. He grits his teeth and sort of growls and I’m dripping all over again. So he starts saying ‘I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come’ like a warning so I bear down, sucking faster and harder and more deliberately. Then, right as he comes I move my finger up the underside of his cock and push in and he just EXPLODES into my mouth with this huge growling groan. And he’s squirting inside my mouth and I’m swallowing the tip to get it all. Then I pull back and wipe the spit and come off the side of my mouth discreetly and he’s lying there with this cute little grin on his face and I say ‘That’s what I’m into.’ Was that cheesy or what?”

“Mmm.”

“Rob?”

“Yeah?”

“How you doing there, champ?”

“Just fine, baby. I love our little talks.”

“Me too.”

“So, talk to you tomorrow?” Rob asks.

“Yeah, I’m going out with Muir again tonight, so…”

“I’ll call late.”

“Thanks.”

Only a Phone Sex Dream

The morning sunrise cast an almost mystical glow into her bedroom; the warm rays gently nudging her from her deep sleep. As she stretches, her bare skin gliding across the sheets, her thoughts turn to him. She smiles to herself, still in that quasi-sleep state. A subtle sigh escapes her lips as she replays the details of last night's conversation in her mind.

His voice was enchanting. She found herself closing her eyes and pressing the phone snugly to her ear as he spoke. His words pierced her soul and moved her heart. His tone was melodious, making her head swim and her body ache. Each syllable like the trace of a fingertip onto her soft skin. This was more than phonesex, and she knew it. It was two spirits connecting, two worlds colliding. He had never looked into her eyes, but somehow he saw the very depth of her. She longed for him, all of him.

"Let me please you," he whispered. Her body shuddered in response. She felt her breasts straining at her bed sheets, as her pink nipples grew firm and taut. She breathed in deeply, the smell of her own sex filling her nostrils. " I want you," she whispered in response, a gentle moan escaping her lips. Her mind drifted in sweet surrender to him, and all at once it was as if he were there with her.

"I need to look at you," he whispered while kneeling down beside the bed. The passion in his eyes made her tremble slightly as he studied her face. "God, you're beautiful," his finger tracing the line of her brow. He cupped her cheek gently with his hand as he brought his lips close to hers. It wasn't until their lips touched that he ceased from gazing upon her. The taste of him for the first time made her moan softly in his mouth.

He lifted his lips from hers, and began to study her again. Their gazes locked as he removed the sheets gently from her breasts, pulling them down to her waist. She saw the indecision in his eyes as to where his gaze should fall, her hazel eyes or her firm breasts. She smiled to herself as he surrendered to the view of her supple, C-cups. Her breathing quickened as she felt his warm breath on her erect nipple. Her hips began to squirm as he licked and sucked at her gently. Groans escaped her as his fingertips found the opposite nipple, pulling and tugging softly.

All at once, he rose to his feet, gently pulling the covers away from her, exposing her naked body. He stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes feasting on her. The silence was deafening, as the union of their desires filled the room. He slid quietly out of his faded blue jeans, his eyes never leaving her. His cock seemed to spring forward in relief from its confines, already hard for her. Placing one hand on either side of her, he crawled slowly up her length. Her hips pressed up against him involuntarily as she felt his cock sliding up her already moistened thighs. Bringing his lips to hers, he whispered, "I'm going to ravish you." He lowered his weight onto her as his tongue plunged into her mouth. His kiss was deep and exploring, as if he were trying to reach her very soul.

Her hands cupped his face as slid his tongue down her neck. "Ohhhh god," she moaned. He moved slowly down her body, leaving a trail of soft wet kisses along the way. Propping herself up on her elbows, she watched as he nuzzled his nose against her smooth thigh. He looked up at her, smiling gently. Her breasts heaved as she panted with desire. Wrapping his arms around her thighs, he took a long deep breath. His eyes fixed on hers, and he whispered, "You smell so sweet Michelle."` He lowered his face to her, breathing hot breath on her moist cunt. As she lifted her sex to him, he plunged his tongue deep into her juices. Her back arched hard and suddenly as she moaned his name, "ohhhhhh Steven." His nose pressed firmly against her erect clit, as he buried his face deep into her swollen mound. He kissed and sucked at her cunt as if it were her lovely mouth.

The vibrations from his groans caused her to begin to buck her hips against him. She surrendered to her lust as she moaned, "Let me fuck your face baby." He moaned back at her as she began to hump harder against his juice covered face. Reaching down, she steadied his head with both hands, and began to buck wildly. All at once, he slid a finger into her tight hole. "OOOOHHHHH Fuuucckk," she screamed. He began to slide his finger in and out, to the same rhythm of her hips. Groans escaped her with every thrust. Just as her passion began to peek, he slowed down, kissing her clit softly, removing his finger from her. Her pussy twitched with the impending orgasm as she watched him lick her juices from his finger. She reached for him abruptly, pulling his finger to her own mouth. The taste of her own juices made her moan.

His cock strained against her thigh as he lowered his body onto the length of hers. Placing a hand on either side of her, he lifted his torso. He looked down at her lovingly as she opened her legs wide to draw him into her. With fiery passion in his eyes, he pressed his head against her willing hole. Her eyebrows knit together with the perfect harmony of pain and pleasure as he slid slowly into her. They groaned loudly in unison as their chests heaved against each other. He lowered himself onto her, his bulging cock slowly penetrating every inch of her warm cunt. His hands brushed the hair from her face as his cock lingered for a moment.

He forced his pelvis down harder as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. He seemed to suck the air from her as he kissed her, his cock pressed firmly against her back wall. She moaned desperately into his mouth. With slow rhythm, he began to glide in and out of her. The sound of sex filled the room as he entered her over and over again with slow purposeful strokes. She felt his tensing balls slap against her firm ass as he began to speed up. Each thrust evicted from her a lustful grunt. He groaned back at her as he thrusted harder and faster.

She felt her breasts begin to bounce against him with each stroke, her nipples piercing into his chest. "Ohhhhh yeahh, fuck me baby," she panted. All at once her voice changed from desperate and passionate to deep and guttural as she felt her climax near. His thrusts quickened, his balls smacking hard against her. "Ohhhh god, Steven…. oh my god," she grunted. She felt his cock bulging inside of her, near orgasm.

"Yeeesss Michelle, ohhhh god baby." She grasped his face with both hands, forcing him to look at her.

"Look at me," she grunted as he thrust her up and down.

"Look into my eyes while you cum baby." With those words, their bodies exploded together. "OOOHHHHHH FUUUUUCCCCKKKKK."

"OHHHHH MIICCCHHHHEEEELLLLEEEEE." Their gazes locked fiercely as orgasm spilled over like a flood and she felt their souls unite.

He pumped hot loads of thick cum deep into her as her cunt twitched around him. He collapsed on top of her in orgasmic bliss. They lay there as one, quivering together, panting. She uttered soft whimpers as she whispered, "ohhh baby, that was so good," over and over again. He kissed her lovingly as he lay there on top of her, still penetrating her. They savored the moment together. There was no one else but them, no other time but right now. He rolled over to lay beside her, wrapping his arms around her. She closed her eyes and lay there in complete contentment.

The sound of birds chirping was all she heard next. Her eyes still closed, she smiled to herself as she reached out to touch him. To her dismay, her fingers were only met with the sensation of cold sheets. Her eyes blinked open. She looked around her bedroom, as if expecting to see him sitting at the desk or dressing in the corner. Finding no one, she laid back down again. "Was it only a dream?" she whispered out loud. As she closed her eyes, his image returned to her. She smiled to herself as she drifted off into blissful slumber, where she could be with him once more.

Phone Sex in a Traffic Jam

OH Damn! she thought as the cars in front of her slowed, slower than a turtle’s crawl. It was going to be one of those drives home from work. It had been a long day at work and it didn’t seem to be getting any better. Great, now the cars were totally stopped. She scanned the stations on the radio, looking, hoping to find a traffic report so she would have some clue as to how long of a drive this was going to be. While waiting and listening she finally started to look around her at the other cars and drivers. Oh wow, she thought, in the next car was a hunk. His dark wavy hair, his really built body (what she could see of it), and then he looked over at her at the same time. Oh are those are such dark eyes! He gave her a smile and a shrug as if to say "looks like we are stuck".

About that time her cell phone rang. Might as well talk to someone she thought. It was her boss, one more thing he needed done first thing in the morning when she came in. She kept the call short, as she didn’t want anything more to do with work that day. As she hung up, the hunk tapped the horn on his truck and got her attention. He picked up his cell phone and looked at her and then held up a note – it read CALL ME and gave his phone number. She smiled back at him and then jotted the number on one of her note pads from her briefcase.

As she was thinking before, might as well talk to someone, and he was sure better than talking to her boss. She keyed the number into her phone and watched as he answered the phone.

"Hi!" came his deep sultry voice over the line. "Any idea what’s going on here" she asked. "There’s an overturned 18-wheeler up ahead and the whole freeway is going to be closed for about an hour" came his reply. "Oh great! Now what do we do, we’ve already gone farther than the last exit ramp, looks like we are going to be stuck" she said. "We can talk and get to know each other" he said "or we can enjoy ourselves for a little bit." "What do you mean?" she asked. "Have you ever had phone sex?" he asked. "Did I hear you right" she asked. "Are you serious" and a dozen other questions ran through her head – here, now, with a total stranger, in my car. Her thoughts were racing. "Yes, I’m serious, and you heard me right" he answered. She turned and looked away from him, just to clear her thoughts, and to think a moment. This would definitely kill the time that they had waiting for this accident to clear. But to have phone sex, when he could actually look over and see her, not to mention anyone else around them waiting in the traffic. Her heart was racing at the thought of it. He was gorgeous and it was his idea, not hers. She knew she was blushing a little, and then there was a tingling sensation running through her body at the thought it was provoking. Why not!

"Well, I’ve never done this before, but I’m willing." she told him. "Great!" he said, "and my name is Scott by the way."

"I’m Kellie, it’s nice to meet you – sort of" she laughed, it was a nervous laugh. He could tell she wasn’t sure what to do next, and knew he would have to take over.

"Just sit back and listen for a few minutes, join in if you feel like adding to this, and any comment you make is welcome."

He looked over at her, and noticed as she loosened her seat belt a little, got a little more comfortable in her seat and was obviously avoiding looking at him. He didn’t mind that she wasn’t looking at him, it would probably make this more uncomfortable but he was just going to go for it.

What a way to kill time in a traffic jam. He wasn’t about to admit to her that this was a first for him. He couldn’t help it, she was just to darn sexy sitting there in her little blue business suit. Her jacket flung over the other seat, he was assessing the rest of her outfit. The short blue skirt, the pretty silk blouse, and either she was without stockings, or they were the sheerest stockings he had ever seen. Her short blond hair was curly and sexy to him. And when she did look at him, he saw the prettiest blue eyes that were the color of the afternoon sky.

"If I ask you a question you can answer or not, it’s up to you, ok" he asked. "Ok" she said, "they are your rules, I’m new at this!" "There are no rules," he said, "just enjoy yourself and I’ll enjoy myself too."

"I’d like to hold you in my arms, run my fingers through your hair, place gentle kisses on your face", he started. She leaned back in the seat and let his deep sultry voice just flow through her ears, and concentrate on what he was saying.

"I’d like you to run your fingers through my hair too" he continued, "to feel your fingers on me anywhere and everywhere would be heaven." "I’d like to slip that silk blouse off of you, see you in that pretty lace bra you are wearing, and then slip that skirt off of you too."

She smiled and kept her eyes closed at the thought, but her hand came up to rub against her stomach. She wanted to feel that silk blouse he talked about. His voice made her knees weak, good thing she was sitting. He was talking in almost a whisper, but she could hear him just fine. She was getting her nerve up to add to the conversation, feeling a little braver with each passing second.

"I’d place kisses down your chest until I came to your bra." he went on, "I’d let my hands run over the lace cups and gently squeeze and massage until I could feel your nipples harden against my palms."

"Mmmmm" she moaned into the phone, as her hand went up to cup her breast. "I’d like that." she told him. He could hear that she was getting excited. Her voice had that passion-filled quality that turned him on so much. He looked over to her car, and saw that she was enjoying not only the conversation, but her hands on herself too.

"I’d squeeze you gently, then take a nipple between my finger and thumb, and rub and roll until it hardened. Feeling you against the material of your lace bra. I’d then reach around behind you to undo your bra – I want to feel your silky skin against my palm. My hand would come up under your bra to cup your sweet breast and give a gentle squeeze."

"Oooohhh" she let out a low moan, and her hand continued to cup and squeeze her own breast as he continued with telling her what he would do. "Keep going." she breathed into the phone.

He turned in the seat of his truck, so he was facing forward again. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Looking at her while talking was getting him too excited. It was a fairly cool day, so he didn’t want to turn on the air conditioner, or roll down the windows. The sounds and smells would distract from the mission of getting this woman off. And he wanted more than anything to make her melt. He wasn’t sure why, but he knew that he wanted that more than anything at the moment.

"I’d run kisses down your chest until I reached your breast." he continued. "I’d stop to give you little kisses on both breasts, as I held them gently in my hands."

Kellie continued to cup and squeeze her breast, one then the other. Her head back against the seat, her eyes closed, all thoughts on that man in the truck. Just picturing him in her head and the things he was saying was getting her wet. She spread her legs wider to allow a little air up her skirt. She was glad she was wearing garters and stockings that day instead of the constricting pantyhose she normally wore.

"Mmmm Scott, please go on." she breathed heavily into the phone. The sound of her using his name caused a stirring in him, and he felt himself getting hard.

"I’d suck on one breast, while my hand squeezed and played with your other breast. Taking your nipple into my mouth, running my tongue over it again and again, then a light nibble with my teeth." he went on. "Then I’d switch over to your other breast, as I let my hand roam down your body."

"I love the feel of your skin. It’s so soft, silky. I’d start kissing down across your stomach and my hands would lower your panties as I worked my way down." he whispered into the phone. He decided to glance her way again to see if she was still enjoying as much as he was. Her hand had moved from her breast and was back on her stomach. Her head was leaning back against the seat and her eyes were closed. She kept the phone to her ear.

"Scott, I’d like to touch you too. To feel your muscles under my finger tips. I’d kiss you on the shoulder and then down across your chest. My fingers want to play in your hair as you move down my body. The feel of your mouth on my skin gets me so warm." she told him.

He needed no more encouragement, so he continued. "Kellie, I’d let my lips move to your pussy. Enjoying the smell, touch, taste of you. My tongue gently licking at your lips, opening you a little. Spread your legs for me Kellie" Kellie wasn’t sure if this was a real demand, or part of the phone sex, but she obliged him and opened her legs wider. Her skirt moved up her thighs and the garters were now visible. Her eyes were still closed so she didn’t see that Scott was looking over at her. He was enjoying the view, and was very excited over the site of her garters – so she was wearing stockings he thought to himself.

"Mmmm, Scott, I want to feel your mouth on me, I’m getting so wet" she told him. Her voice was louder this time, not just a whisper like before. "I’d run my hands up and down your thighs. I’d bury my face in that warm wet pussy, and let my tongue go to work on you. Licking slowly at first, sliding from back to front. Then little licks at your clit, just enough to tease and tantalize" he continued.


"Oh, Scott, please go on" she told him, as her hand moved down over her skirt, and started working it’s way up under her skirt. She needed some release, he was getting her so hot. Scott was enjoying the view, watching her pleasure herself, as he was pleasuring her too.

"I’d increase the pressure of my tongue against your clit. Licking harder and faster against you. Then sucking on your clit. My fingers would move to rub against your lips, enjoying the wetness there. I’d slip one inside, then two, and let my fingers fuck your wet pussy over and over, as I continued to lick and suck at your clit."

He could hear her breathing into the phone. Her eyes were still closed so he enjoyed the view she was giving him. Her hand was under her skirt, but it was lifted so high he could see the tops of her stockings and plenty of thigh too. He was so hard now, that it was almost painful to continue, but the need to make sure she was satisfied was overwhelming.

"Kellie, I want you to cum for me sweetheart. I’d keep licking and sucking at your pussy, over and over. The feel of you tightening your muscles around my fingers is so good. Your warm wet juices taste so good. I want to make you cum."

"Mmmm. Please Scott, I want to cum so bad. I can feel it coming soon."

This was all he needed to hear. He knew he had to finish with her now.

"I’d suck you so hard. My tongue over and over on your clit. Faster and faster, hard against you. My fingers, three of them now, sliding inside of you, in and out. Over and over. I want to taste your juices flowing over my tongue Kellie. Cum for me please."

Kellie’s fingers were hard at work under her skirt. Her skirt had now gotten all bunched up around her hips and Scott had a full view of her little lace panties. She had them pushed to the side, so she could reach her pussy. He was enjoying the site, sitting high above her in his truck. He was glad she was in a smaller car, so he could see her so well.

"Kellie, cum for me doll" he begged her. He could hear her heavy breathing in the phone and it was driving him crazy. He was so hard now, he thought he might cum himself.

"OOOHHHH, MMMMM, Yes Scott, now baby. For you." she said.

He watched as she brought herself to that final release. Her hand was now still between her legs. Then she did what he would have only imagined before in his dreams. Kellie lifted her fingers to her mouth and licked them off, one by one. It almost made him lose it right then and there.

"Oh Kellie" he breathed into the phone. She opened her eyes, and looked right at him and smiled.

She straightened her skirt again and just kept smiling at him. About that time traffic began to move again, and they had to pay attention to the traffic. Neither one hung up their phone, so Scott thought he would take a chance.

"Kellie, are you free for dinner tonight?" he asked. He was so hoping she would say yes, and that dinner would lead to so much more.

"Scott, I think I owe you a dinner after that. How about my place?" She replied. It was more than he had hoped for.

"Follow me home, Scott" she said and hung up her phone. He turned his phone off too, and didn’t let her car out of his sight.