Page 83 of Tangled Emotions
Holy shit! He’s jacking off!
“She’ll be sittin’ on my face Friday until I drown in her sweet honey.”
“Oh god, Frank.” I moaned softly.
Who knew phone sex could be a turn on?
“Are you touchin’ your sweet pussy? Thinking about me like I am you?”
“Do … do you want me to?”
“Oh yeah. Slide your fingers through your lips and then taste them. Tell me how you taste tonight.”
I’m stuck between wanting to try what he’s telling me and just playing along. I’ve never done anything like this before, and I feel deliciously naughty with his voice guiding me. My hands trembled as I reached for my earbuds and put one in, setting my phone on the pillow by my head.
I slid my hands under the covers and pushed my underwear and pants down, then spread my legs. Doing as Frank said when my fingers pushed between my puffy lips, I shivered and then dipped into my core, feeling my wetness. Moaning, I brought my finger to my mouth.
“Tangy. Sweet.” My voice was breathless.
“Mmm, yeah. I love how you taste. I would have my mouth open so I could lick you and push my tongue inside you, lapping at your honey.”
“Oh god.” I trembled again.
“Keep touching yourself, baby.” He groaned. “Play with me.”
“I … I love how thick you are, and how you feel inside me.” I had trouble catching my breath. “Your hands and your …”
“Say it, baby.” His breathing hitched. “Let me hear that mouth say it.”
“Cock.” I whispered. “Frank, your cock is so thick, and your cum tastes so good.”
“You like sucking my cock?”
“Mm-hm. I like seeing the pleasure on your face.”
“Yeah, baby.” He moaned. “I’m so close, I’m fucking my fist, remembering your soft, wet pussy gripping me tight.”
“You made me orgasm.” I moaned softly as my fingers worked between teasing my clit and feeling how wet my hole was.
“More than once.” He panted faster.
“I lost track of that after the first one.” My fingers were busy working my clit, and with my eyes closed, I remembered the feel of his hands on my body. “Never had that before.”
“I promise you’ll always have them now.”
“Oh, Frank.” I moaned and trembled on my bed. “I wish I could watch you.”
His breathing stopped. “You wanna watch me jack off?”
“I think it’s sexy.”
“For you, baby, I’ll give you a show.” He groaned. “I’ll give you anything you want. ‘cept another man. I don’t share.”
“Oh, god, Frank!” I bit my lip to stifle my next moan.
His voice flowed into my ear. “Come for me.”
“Frank!” I whisper-yelled and my legs closed around my hand.