Phone Sex (Conversations With a Freak)
Scene 1. Act 1.
Location: NWSO Mansion, NYC.
Time: Late, random weeknight.
Roll tape. Action!
Ring. Ring.
Hello?
Hey, what’s up?
Me, I’m chillin’. How you doing?
What do mean you’re bored?
Oh, word?
What are you wearing?
Yeah, I’m serious.
So, like I was saying; what are you wearing?
What color are they?
Is that the thong one with the lace trim?
You know I like those on you, right?
Are you wet yet?
Do you wanna be?
Tell me where your hands are.
Nah, that’s not gonna work.
I need you to grab your titties.
I wasn’t asking you.
Are your hands there yet?
Now, tell me how it feels.
Can you image my hands gliding across your skin?
Tell me how soft they are?
Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.
Now, I need you to take your right hand and start playing with yourself.
Can you do that for me, babe?
Don’t worry; I’ll talk you through it.
Are you wet now?
Okay, I want you to take you middle finger and ease it between your pussy lips.
Now take your time, I want you to savor the moment.
Tell me, do you like how that feels, babe?
Do you wish I was right there with you right now?
Well, if I was I’d start kissing on your neck.
Then I’d slowly work my way up to your left ear and whisper, “I’m so fuckin’ hard right now.”
You like that don’t you?
That’s when I’d place my lips on yours and let our tongues tickle each other.
Then, I’d work my way down to your chest.
I’d start by licking every square inch of your left tittie before taking your perky nipple into my mouth.
Then I’d switch to your other one and do the exact same thing.
After that I’d shower you stomach with kisses as I slowly worked my way lower.
Then, I’d spread your legs open and would glide my tongue down to your thighs.
How’s your pussy feel, baby?
Is it nice and wet now?
Good, tell me how it tastes.
Oh, yeah, that’s why I like eatin’ your pussy so much. You know you got that good shit.
Now that I got your legs open I’d start suckin’ on your silky soft thighs.
I’d start with the left one, working my way up to your crotch and then I’d just stop right at your panties.
I’d let my face glide right over your pussy and let my tongue trace the surface of the lace.
No, I wouldn’t take them off just yet.
I’d just keep hovering my tongue over your pussy while you squirmed beneath me.
That’s when I’d ask you, “What you want me to do, babe?”
“You want me to eat your pussy don’t you?”
No, not yet.
Because I think your right thigh is jealous.
So I’d ease my tongue across your other thigh, slowly working my way back to your crotch.
I’d hover right above your pussy again and just wait.
I’d look up at you and whisper, “Do you still want me to eat your pussy?”
“Would you like that?”
Well, I don’t believe you, so I’m gonna ask you again.
Do you want me to eat your pussy?
Say it again.
No, I want you to say every word in the sentence.
Tell me what you want me to do. I want to hear you say it.
Okay, now I’m ready to give what you want.
That’s when I’d gently start gnawing at your pussy through your panties.
Yes, through your panties because that’s how bad I want you.
I’d tug at the side of your panties with my tongue and ask you again, “Do you want me to eat your pussy?”
Didn’t I tell you to say the whole sentence?
Okay, I think I finally believe you now.
That’s when I’d bury my face in your soaking wet panties.
After I felt like you couldn’t take the teasing anymore I’d pop my head up and slowly slide your panties down over your thick hips and thighs, down your smooth legs and off your feet, before tossing them to the side.
Let me ask you something: do you want this dick now?
Well, I’m not ready to give you this dick yet.
Because I’m not done eating that pussy, babe.
Now that I have a clear path, I’d softly suck on your clit until you can’t take it anymore and just go in for more.
You know I love eating your pussy, girl.
And once you came in my face I’d be ready to….
Beep… Beep…
Oh, wait.
Babe, hold on.
I got another call coming through.
…Hold music…
Hey?
You still there?
Sorry about that, babe, but I gotta take this call.
So you wanna come over and finish this conversation in person?
Aiight, see you in a few.
Click!
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