Hot Summer Night Phone Sex
It was a hot and humid day, and it has not cooled off much tonight. It is late, but I am still wide awake. I am lying on my bed under my ceiling fan, just wearing my bra and panties. Thinking of you, and then a little later, you call me. Funny how often that happens. You want to know what I am doing and what I am wearing. I tell you about my day, and I describe my lingerie.
I ask what you are wearing. You just got out of the shower. I describe how I run my hands on your skin. You are blushing. I can hear it your voice. You wish I had been with you in the shower. I describe the blow job you would get if I had been in that shower with you.
That got you really hot. You are rubbing your cock. I know what that tone of your voice means. You are so hard! You are afraid of cumming too fast, so you switch the focus to me. You wish you were in my bed, between my legs, licking me, tasting me. You want me naked. I take off my lingerie for you. I use my fingers as you describe going down on me. You make me cum.
I need to fuck now. I describe how I am on top, riding you. We both are so caught up in it now. We talk dirty, moan, and you make me cum again. You want my tits and my tight wet pussy. You turn me over and fuck me from behind. Oh, how good you make me feel. I push you over that edge, and you have an intense cum. Our words create intimacy, desire, and intense orgasms.
