The Phone Call

Bites my lip hard, hearing his voice in my ear whispering through the phone, about the things he wants to do to me, when he finally gets me alone. Coming through the door, kissing me, tongues teasing, hands stripping off clothes. This has been building up for years, the talks the texts, the teasing. Finally, the timing seems to be right, that this is really going to happen. Telling me that he wants to eat my pussy until its dripping down his face, the juices dripping off his chin onto his chest, making me cum over and over, hips arching up off the bed, moaning, hand pressing his head against me, grinding onto his tongue, hmmmm so good. His voice going deeper, as he hears my breath catching with each little description, hearing me moan lightly as he tells me he wants me on my hands and knee’s, his hands on my hips, hard cock finally pressing into me after all the talking and teasing. How his leg will push one of mine wider, so he can reach around and stroke my clit, making me cum again all over his cock this time, feeling him stretching me filling me, stroking in and out of me slowly, so he doesn’t cum too fast, because we both know we’ll be on that edge after waiting all this time. And me whispering to him over the phone about how wet he has me right now, the surprise in his voice, when he says really? Just by the words he’s saying to me? Bites my lip even harder, and telling him that oh yeah those words have definitely made my panties very wet, they will have to be changed. Knowing that where he sits, his cock is stuck tight in his jeans pressing against the zipper, aching to do all the things he wants to do. Smiling when he tells me this, knowing I’m not the only one suffering. Then he tells me that he knows he’ll cum harder then he has in a very long time, filling my hot little pussy up to overflowing. That sounds even hotter to me, hearing him describe these things to me in detail, so I decide to turn the tables on him a little, telling him that when he is done, smiles and we catch our breath. That I’ll suck his cock and taste myself there, watching his face as I do it, he moans for me on the phone, telling me its been a very long time since he’s had that done. He knows I’m smiling, when I tell him that I’ll gladly do that for him, and enjoy every second of it. That when he’s ready he can cum anywhere he wants to. Any spot he chooses. Loving the fact that he is as anxious as I am to make this happen. Smiles softly just thinking about it now… hmmm so will it happen or not? *grinz* We shall see I guess… hmmmm…