Just me.Just me." "Terrence, right?" "Yep. Lisa?" "Yes. What are you doing?" I can hear the hopefulness in your voice. "Are you sure you want to know?" "OOOOhhhh, if you're doing what I hope you're doing, yes, tell me in detail!" Definately passion in your voice... "Until a moment ago, I was laying in bed, naked, stroking my cock while I read stories in magazines, looked at pictures of naked women, and wished that you would read my mind and call me to hear me talk dirty at you." "That's what I was hoping!" "Are you horny?" I ask, hopefully. I have a fantasy that I want to follow up on. "I'm not very horny yet, but I really want to be..." You say huskily into the phone. "I will be glad to help! To do so, I'd like to have you take your shoes off, and lay down on your bed. I'm going to make love to you while we both masturbate for ourselves since we can't be there in person. What are you wearing?" "I'm wearing jeans and a sweater. The sweater is soft, loosely knit, with a lot of holes that, if I look closely, I can see the black of my bra strap against my skin." "Hmmmm. Sounds delicious...Your shoes off?" "Yes. I'm laying down now..." "Okay, while I tell you what I want to do, you get really comfortable. You might want to lock the door. I realize that we can't really have sex since we're thousands of miles away from each other, but I know that we can have orgasms. And sometimes the best sex is no sex - or rather being given sex by someone else. What I mean is that some of the most fun I've had was masturbating that fat woman I told you about. We were in a car, parked to chat with each other, and we started feeling each other up. I like her breasts and nipples, and I know that she likes to watch me stroke my dick. I sucked on her nipples while I stroked on my dick, but I wanted to give her an orgasm. I've gotten a few blow-jobs from her, but never given her an orgasm in return, and I felt that it was damn-well time to do so. "I reached down to her leg, she parted both of them as my hand worked my way to her crotch. My mouth was hungrily sucking on her tits as my eyes looked for cars passing by. Not that we would have stopped what we were doing, we would have just hidden it better. |