Phone Sex

Story number : 20

Phone Sex

A few weeks after Tim and I had our first sexual encounter together at his birthday party, he had to go on a ski vacation with some friends . Since that birthday party, we were a couple. I was so much in love with him and it seemed he had the same feelings about me.

When I have a relationship, I really give myself one hundred percent to make it work. I was going to do the same with Tim. When I heard that he was going on a vacation without me. I was very sad and didn’t want him to leave, but it was already booked and paid for, even before we met so there was nothing I could do about it. Tim promised to call me during his vacation.

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I walked to the living room where my mommy was waiting with the phone in her hand.

“Its Tim,” she said as she handed me the phone. It was a portable phone, so I could carry it to my room where I could talk to Tim without being disturbed by parents, who always want to know everything. With the phone in my hand and a big smile on my face I turned and walked to my bedroom. Once inside, I locked the door and lay down on my bed and brought the phone to my ear.

“Hey cutie. You bought that magazine I told you about?” Tim asked me.

“Yes sweetie, I have it right here with me.” Saying that, I opened the drawer next to my bed and got a magazine out off it. It was a porn magazine. Earlier that day, Tim had e-mailed me and told me to go to a bookstore and buy a porn magazine. He also wrote that he was going to phone me and I had to be alone in my room, with only the phone and that magazine. He didn’t give me many details so I was really curious what this was all about. I mean, I had my suspicions but still, you never know with guys!

“Did you flip through the pages?” Tim’s voice went right through me.

“Yes, very quickly actually to see what all was there.” I opened the magazine again. On the third page there were pictures of a girl, supposed to be looking like an eighteen year old, with her legs wide open and her fingers inside her vagina obviously, masturbating. I turned the page. This page was filled with pictures of a spread pussy – real close up. The clitoris was swollen and her pussy was very wet, her lips shining with the moisture. This page definitely had my full attention.

“Are you horny cutie?” the voice on the phone asked sexily.

I wasn’t really HORNY yet, but with the combination of Tim being there ‘with me’ and the effect of those delicious images in the magazine, I was warming up. Still, I don’t ever lie to my partners.

“Not totally, but maybe you can change that for me?” I tried to put how much I missed him into my voice.

“I wish I was there right now,” Tim whispered, “I would make you very horny.”

Continuing to flip through the pages of that porn magazine I found lots of pictures that were turning me on, but not really enough to make me wet.

“I want you to get naked Amanda.”

” Now? Its 3.40 in the afternoon.” We both knew I would do what he asked, but I couldn’t make it too easy.

“Just do what I tell you, cutie,” I could almost see him pouting. “You will not regret it, I promise.”

“Anything for you sweetie. You should know that. I am going to lay the phone on my bed while I undress.”

I laid the phone down and stood up. I unbuttoned my jeans and, with some effort, I worked them down over my hips and off. I was wearing a cute silk thong that was next to go. I love to be naked and feel air all around my pussy, but I was hurrying for my Tim, so I didn’t even pause to enjoy the feeling.

Next thing that went off was my blouse. Then I unhooked my bra and freed my breasts before finishing with my socks. It wasn’t very warm that day so I got under the sheets and left my clothes on a chair next to my bed.

I grabbed the phone again. “I am naked sweetie.”

Tim grinned. I mean I could actually hear him smiling over the phone and I knew he was exploring my nude body in his mind. “I bet your nipples are already hard?”

I looked under the sheets and he was right, my nipples were poking forward and very sensitive.

“Are you ready, Amanda?”

“Depends what you have in mind for me,” I said coyly. Anyone who really knows me though will tell you I’m nearly always ready! I had never actually had phone sex before, so this was all new to me. I have to admit that it gave me an exciting feeling inside my tummy and even between my legs. I was becoming excited me and I wanted more.

“Spread your legs for me.” Tim told me in a commanding tone, and my legs parted for him, my free hand instinctively reaching down under the sheets, moving towards my pussy. Without waiting for instructions, I cupped my hand over my sex lips and slowly moved my hand up and down, enjoying the smoothness from the shaving I’d done that morning in the shower.

“Are you touching yourself sweetheart?” How well he knew me.

“Yes, I am sweetie.”

“Good. I knew you would be. How does it feel?”

“Very smooth,” I purred into the phone. “I shaved it this morning. Feels like a baby’s behind.” I giggled while saying that which spoiled the mood for an instant on the phone, but not for my body.

I was running my fingers over the inside of my thighs. That always felt so good. Not so long ago I read somewhere in a women’s magazine that the reason why females enjoy this so much, is that the nerves in a woman’s clitoris are so long that they reach all the way down inside a woman’s thighs. I don’t know if that’s true, but it was giving me pleasure so who am I to doubt it.

“Describe for me what you are doing sweetie.” Tim’s voice reached out and it was like his fingers were tracing mine. “I am running the tips of my fingers over the inside of my thighs at the moment. Slowly moving upwards now, lightly touching my pussy lips.”

“Nice. Don’t stop talking sweetie. Tell me everything your naughty hand is doing.”

“Now, I am running one finger up my slit.” As I was saying the word ‘slit’, I moaned softly. To my surprise I was already pretty wet. Could it be that magazine or was it this phone call?

“Are you still looking at that magazine?” His voice interrupted my thoughts and for an instant, my pleasure.

I probably should have told him that I had so many images in my mind both from the magazine and from listening to his voice, but I told him simply “Uhm, no, not right now. You want me to?”

“Yes. Lay it next to you on the bed so you can look at it while your hand is doing its naughty work.” he told me.

I did as he said and I opened the magazine next to me on the bed – opening it on a page which was showing couple having sex. The guy on the picture was very handsome. He was lying on his back while the girl was riding him.

“Don’t stop talking to me sweetie.”

I gazed at the pictures, held Tim’s voice in my ear and went back to the fun of pleasing my body. “Now I am running my finger up and down between my lips and ….”.

My finger was getting pretty slick but right before I wanted to tell him how wet I was, he interrupted me. “Are you wet yet sweetie?”

“Yes I am,” I dipped my finger deep and touched all around the opening. “And all because of you.”

Again I heard him smile. “Keep going sweetie,” he said softly.

“My finger is getting all wet,” I described as I explored that sensitive area just below the outer lips. “My pussy is getting pretty moist already.”

“I want you to taste it.”

As he said that I moved my juice-covered finger to my lips, parting them and guiding the finger inside my mouth. As I closed my lips around my finger, I swirled my tongue around its tip, lapping at the fluids. The slightly sour taste filled my mouth, became a
light, almost bitter taste as I licking my finger some more. While I was sucking on my finger I was a little overacting to make sure that Tim could hear what I was doing.

“What does it
taste like?” Tim’s voice cracked a bit and I knew he was enjoying this very much.

“Mmmmh, slightly sour and a little bitter.”

“Wish I could taste you right now.” I could tell he meant it. “Go on, keep playing.”

“I am moving my hand back between my legs now. Placing my finger at the entrance of my pussy. Slowly pushing it inside now, not all the way, just a little bit. It feels like my finger is being sucked in.” While I slipped my finger inside my pussy, it went in so easy to slipping between those damp lips into my cunt. It really did feel like it was being sucked inside. At such a moment, it just feels delicious to move your finger up and down, in and out a few times, each time a little deeper. I was so wet that without a doubt I could easily insert another finger right now.

While I was doing this, I was imagining it was Tim’s dick moving inside me. “I wish it was your cock right now, instead of my finger.”

“Hold that thought sweetie.”

“You don’t know how much I am longing for you.” A low moan escaped my lips caused by the action in my pussy. “I hope you will be back home soon.”

“I will be back before you know, till that moment, we have to enjoy this as much as we can.”

“Okay sweetie, cause I really want you..” I paused and plunged my finger in really deeply for the first time and ground my hand against my sensitive lips. I groaned before finishing… “really badly.”
“I want you too sweetie, now keep going.”

I hoped it was okay if I increased the action a little, now. ” Now I am going to slip a second finger inside me.” As I said that, a second finger slipped into my pussy to explore.

My eyes were still focussed on the magazine. I wanted to turn the page but on the other hand, I didn’t want to stop playing with myself so I placed the phone between my ear and shoulder and tried to keep the phone in place while I quickly turned the page. The phone started to slip but I caught it right on time as the magazine settled before my eyes. The pictures of a thick, but not overly long cock being driven into a nearly bald cunt were very ‘inspiring’.

“I am fucking myself with two fingers now.”

“Yeah baby, and think about me while you do that.”

“I always think about you sweetie.” And I was remembering the last time he was inside me. I was moaning softly, my fingers buried deep down my cunt and my eyes focussed on these new pictures that I had exposed while turning the page. My legs were wide open. One of those pictures was showing that same handsome guy doing it doggy style with that girl. I love this position, so seeing a couple doing it this way made me even hornier.

“I am pulling my fingers out off my pussy now. Placing them on my clitoris.

When I am really horny, I slowly slip my fingers out off my pussy covered by my own juices. Moving my fingers upwards till they reach my electrical little button that has become very sensitive by now. Then I began rubbing my fingers in circles around on my clitoris.

“I am rubbing my sweet spot now with my wet fingers.” I told Tim although it came out in short gasps as each little tremor shot thru my body.

“Yes, think it’s my tongue all over your pussy!” Tim’s breathing too was becoming ragged.

I tried to speak, but it wasn’t easy to focus while I was pleasuring myself. My words were being covered up by my nearly constant moaning. I was rubbing my clitoris, my eyes started to close. My clitoris, the most sensitive spot on my body. I felt so good while I was rubbing myself. My ass was moving up and down on the bed just like they would if it was Tim’s fingers or Tim’s mouth. My cunt was on fire!

My fingers were sometimes moving around in circles, sometimes slowly pushing on my clit. After a while I couldn’t have stopped if I’d wanted to. I just kept rubbing my clitoris faster and faster.

“Mmh, ohhh sweetie,” my words were almost growls as I lost myself in the pleasure. “This feels so good!”

“Don’t stop, I know you love this, let your body take over.”

“I want..” I could hardly speak, but wanted Tim to hear me and be part of this, “you..” another quiver wracked my body…”so badly.”

“Don’t stop baby.”

“I wish you could see..” my voice rose and my ass lifted off the sheet a bit as a little wave raced thru me..”how much I am loving this, I want to cum so much. Oh Tim, you have made me soooo..” another little ripple..”horny. I am going to cum soon.”

“Yes Amanda, cum for me.”

My fingers left my clitoris and moved back down as I inserted them again inside my soaking wet pussy. My fingers became very wet and slick. I could feel it. I was going to cum. My moans were the only noises he could hear at the moment unless he could hear the sloshing of my fingers plunging in and out of my sopping hole.

My moans had taken over..there could be no words. By now, my hips were shaking and bouncing up and down on the bed as I increased the intensity of my finger fucking. My attention was fully focused on my own pleasure now…on my orgasm.

“Yes sweetie, cum for me!” Tim kept cheering at me, he wanted me to cum so badly. He wanted to share this orgasm and wanted me to feel he was here with me. I could feel it coming.. and then, it was there. I cried out and then alternated between moans and long “Ohhhhhhhhhs” growing steadily louder and louder .

Finally…over the top for the first big crash! “Ooooh yessssssss, I am cumming!!”

“Yeah baby, cum hard!”

“I am cumming, yessssss, mmmmmmh. This feels sooo good.”

I went silent for an instant. My back arched, my hips raising upwards high above the bed, my body was only supported by my feet and my head. All of my body was tensed like a bow. Shaking from raw jolts of joy, the highlight of the phone call shivered through my spine. My fingers kept pounding on my pussy, my orgasm going on and on!

Suddenly, I collapsed back down on the bed, not able to speak for a few seconds. The only sounds Tim was hearing, were my whimpers of pleasure. For about a full minute I was recovering, still moaning and groaning as the aftershocks caressed me inside and out. After that, slowly, I came back to Earth.

“Ooh sweetie, this felt so good. It had been a while since I had cum so intensely.”

“I noticed that. You were moaning a lot! I was sure you would like this, but I didn’t know you could enjoy so much.”

“I didn’t know either. This was fantastic, mmmmh.” I was snuggling down onto the bed. My free hand was traveling all over my still-trembling skin from shoulder to knee.

“I should get going now. They are waiting for me in the lobby.” Tim said with obvious regret.

“Aaawh already? I don’t want to go back to missing you sweetie!” As my palm passed over a rigid nipple, I jumped a bit and an image flashed before my eyes of Tim’s mouth closing over the tip of my excited tit flesh. I really wasn’t ready for him to go.

“I miss you too sweetie. Two more days and I will be back, just think about that day that I return and it will be over in no time.”

Reluctantly, I agreed to be patient. “Okay sweetie, love you!”

“Love you too!” The phone went dead.

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