Chapter 22

“I was wondering how you would feel about us having a little phone sex,” Sabrina said. “But maybe I also record it for content?”

You hesitated, but nodded.

“John?” she asked, and you remembered she was looking at your hard cock on the screen instead of your face. “Sorry, sorry,” you said, tapping the screen and reversing the camera again so she could see you. “I was nodding. Yeah, I think I’d be OK with that.”

Now it was her turn to hesitate for a moment. “And is it OK if your dick is in the recording? I’m not sure how to just record my side of the call.”

“Oh,” you said. “Uh, yeah, I guess.”

“Sweet,” Sabrina said. “I guess we don’t want your voice recorded, so this is going to be sort of one-sided in the talking.”

“That’s not really phone sex, is it?” you asked.

She smirked. “I guess not, but I’ll still put that in the title. OK, so flip your camera back around so I can see that tasty cock of yours, and I’ll start recording.”

You did so, holding your dick in one hand and keeping your phone propped up with the other, and Sabrina was tapping on her own phone busily for a few moments.

“Alright, it’s recording,” she said. “Ready?”

“For a while now,” you chuckled.

Sabrina smirked, and then bit her lip. She had the camera pointed at her face, cutting off at her nose so that only her lips were showing, and was laying on her side. Her chest and little bit of cleavage was visible, framed in her bikini top. “Hey baby. I just wanted to call and say how much I appreciated our lunch yesterday. I’m sorry we didn’t end up getting to see each other, my boss was really riding me hard at work.”

You waggled your cock back and forth like you were shaking your head, and she giggled.

“I know, I know, phrasing,” she laughed. Sabrina was using her OnlyFans voice, a little lower and more sultry than her own. “But I am sorry. I’m glad you’re willing to let me make it up to you while I’m sitting out here on my balcony catching some sun. Do you maybe want to watch?”

Now you waggled your cock forward and back like a nod.

“Hmm, great. I love the way your cock looks on my phone, just dominating the entire screen. It makes me want to lick my phone just to try and get a taste. If I show you my titties do you think you could stroke it for me a bit?”

You gave yourself a half stroke.

“Mmm, you know I don’t think I’ve gotten my nipples under control since the restaurant?” she said, and with one hand she teased her fingers over the bumps in her bikini top and playing with the outside hem. “They’ve been hard little knots just begging for some attention. I wish these were your fingers, you could feel how hard they are thinking about you and your big cock. And then you could pull my naughty little bikini aside just like this.” Sabrina did so, revealing one of her tits to you again. The nipple was hard and a ruddy pink, completely suckable. “You could play with it with your thumb first, then give it some little pinches. Gosh! I can feel that tingle all the way down to my pussy. You know my nipples like it a little rough, right? So after pinching a bit, you can really give them a nice twisssst.”