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Phone Sex“I’m sorry… I have to take this……. Business you know….Ok, talk to you soon…. Yes, kisses…Bye.” I switch over to the other line. “Hi,” I say in a breathless voice, excitement curling through me. “Hi,” a deep male voice responds.I giggle before I say, “I told my friend that I had to take this call because it was business.” I giggle again.“Mmmmm…. What kind of business were you thinking about doing?” you ask in a seductive tone.I bite my lip, as heat pools deep inside of me, at the subtle innuendo. “I don’t know…..What did you have in mind?” I settle more comfortably on the bed, ready to listen to anything you think up.“Well, I could conduct some thermal experiments to increase overall body temperature,” you say smugly.“Was that just a really nerdy way of saying that you will make me hot?” I ask laughing.“Yes, I was trying to be business-like. Is it working?” you ask jokingly.“Doof.” I joke back. “How would these thermal experiments go?” I ask still giggling.“Well, by touch of course,” you murmur huskily.I inhale sharply at your tone, instantly aroused. “Mmmmm…. how would these ‘touch’ experiments be performed?” I ask, a bit unsteadily.“Well,” you start after getting more comfortable on your couch. “First I would touch your beautiful breasts over your shirt…fondling them…feeling the heavy weight of each one filling my hand.” I close my eyes and listen, as your rumbling voice continues. “Take your little hands and feel your breasts through your shirt.” I do as I am told. I lean the phone between my shoulder and my ear, as my hands rise slowly up to feel my breasts. I focus on the feel of my hands on them… how they overflow my palms, even through my shirt.. “Take off your shirt,” you demand gruffly, just how I like it. I put the phone down and take off my shirt, then pick up the phone again. casino siteleri “What color is your bra today?” you ask me in a sneering tone.I look down at my plain white bra, and stutter, “Um… b..b..black?” as soon as I say it, I wince, knowing that I am in trouble.I hear a long suffering sigh through the phone, “You know I don’t like it when you misbehave, Jodi. You are going to get punished for that,” comes the verbal backlash from the phone.“I am sorry, Cameron. I….I meant wh…white. Plain, old, boring white. I ..I…I just wanted it to be sexier,” I apologize quickly, silently cursing my nervous stutter.“Your good intentions are noted,” you say in a superior tone. “But you still were a naughty girl. You will still receive a punishment.”I shudder as I reply, “Yes, Cameron.””That is not my title to you!” comes another rebuke from the phone.”No sir! It is not, sir!” I say playing my part well.”That’s a good girl. Now, where we?” I don’t answer because I knew it was a rhetorical question. I didn’t want to get into more trouble. “Ah, yes. We were going to take off that bra.” I slowly unhook my bra and slide it off my body. “Now take those hands and run your palms over the hard nipples. Cup your nice tits for me, baby…… mmmm…Yeah, I love your big breasts,” you growl into my ear.I gasp and shudder, excited by your rough tone. “Yeah,…. just love those big tits of yours…..mmmm.” I hear your heavy breathing and you unbuckling your pants to be able to stroke your big hard cock.“Take your tongue and and lick your fingers…..oh yeah,” you say, as you hear the noise I make purposely while sucking them into my hot mouth.“Now rub your wet fingers slowly over each nipple.” I moan, as they pucker in the chilly air conditioning of my bedroom.“Now baby, I want you to keep playing with those big tits with canlı casino one hand, and with the other….I want you to slowly bring it down your body… across your stomach……onto your hip.” I shiver with anticipation, as my hand listens to your resonating voice. “Are you wet for me, baby?” you ask in a husky tone.“Mmmm…. yeah. I am so wet for you,” comes my breathy reply.“Good. Now don’t touch your pussy,” you demand.“What?” I ask incredulously, my hand quickly darting away like it got burned.“No questions, bitch! You were a naughty brat before, and now it’s time to pay the price!” you say sternly.“Yes, sir!” I say obediently, excitement building in me.“I am going to tease you until you beg me to let you cum,” you say deviously.“Yes, sir,” I say obediently again, shivering with delight.“Do you still have that pink vibrator in the nightstand by your bed?”“Yes, sir” I meekly respond, but secretly delighting in his question and the path he has chosen.“I want you to take it out and turn it on..” You pause to wait for me to rifle through the drawer, find the vibrator, and then turn it on. “That’s good,” you say, as you hear the loud buzzing noise from the vibrator.“Now take that vibrator and rub it around your nipple.” I squeal with pleasure and surprise, as the cool pink metal vibrates against my hard nipple.“Mmmm…… that’s hot,… yeah……. Now the other one.” I do as I am told, moaning all the while, as the metal vibrator teases my other nipple.I hear your breathing getting heavier, as I imagine you stroking your dick harder. “Now stick that vibe in between those big tits and squish them together.” I follow your instructions, squishing my huge 48 DD’s together around the pink metal vibrator, with only a small bit poking out at the bottom.“Now fuck those big breasts with the vibrator!” you demand excitedly. kaçak casino I put the phone on speaker, and hold my breasts together with one hand. Then I take the vibrator and start fucking it in and out of my breasts. I get more excited as I listen to your heavy breathing, imagining you pumping your monster prick more firmly and quickly. “God! I love those huge breasts…. mmmm…… oh yeah…” you grunt. “Are you getting wet for me, baby?” you ask. I moan a response that you take for yes. “Mmmmm… yeah that’s good.. Stick that vibrator on the top of your pussy…..not in!” comes the quick order. “Just on top,” you demand in a husky tone.I gently place the vibrator on top of my pussy and moan at the sensation quivering through my wet folds. “Now tease your wet slit a little….. mmmm ….. oh yeah… that’s good.” you murmur with excitement.“Please….please,” I start to pant.“What? What is it, baby?” you ask, knowing full well what it is I want.“Please let me stick it in….. Please. Please…..Ohhhh.” I beg.You think for a few seconds, intentionally dragging out my torture before saying, “Yeah…. fuck that pussy!”“Yes, sir!” I reply, as I shove the vibrator in deep. I moan, as I start pumping it in and out. The loud buzzing and ‘squisha-squisha’ are the only things we can hear as we both focus on the sound.“Oh yeah…. you are so fucking hot….ohhhh….,” comes your sexy voice as your pace on your cock increases.“Please…. Please let me cum….. please… .oh god…. yeah!” I beg breathlessly.Once again you prolong your response, as you wait to answer again. “What a slut…. Beg again to me, you bitch!”“Please, please, please, please. Oh god! Please!” I plead.“Ok, cum for me, whore.” you sneer.I scream, as I let myself fall over the cliff into madness. You groan my name loudly, as you pump your hard cock with your tight fist, and you allow yourself to cum all over the place.We sit there for a bit, both panting raggedly. “That was so hot baby,” you say to me, in barely a whisper.“Oh fuck yeah,” I respond. “Wanna do it again?”

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