Handsome
Copyright© 2008 by Paris Waterman
Chapter 35: Phone Talk
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 35: Phone Talk - Follow Aubrey Morgenthall, aka, Handsome from his first conquest at age 14, through college and then some as he wends his way from one beauty after another, all enamoured with him and his extra large package.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Mult Consensual Heterosexual Cheating Aunt Spanking Swinging Group Sex Orgy Safe Sex Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Petting Sex Toys Squirting Lactation Water Sports Voyeurism Size
I had to admit it; I was dragging following practice the next day. But it was Friday and I had a date with Leah and was looking forward to seeing her. Then I remembered we had arranged a double date with Duane and L. O. Sailor. Throwing my duffle bag in the front passenger seat, I sat back and thought about what Leah and I should do. That is, how far should we go, this being L. O. and Duane's first date. I drove home, showered and called Leah.
"Hi," her lilting voice sang over the phone.
"Hey," I replied, ever the garrulous personality.
"Guess what I'm thinking about?" she said sweetly.
"What?" I said; still to tired to think all that clearly.
"Sucking that big ole cock of yours, that's what," she said, and followed with a tinkling innocent sounding laugh.
I wondered. 'How could a sixteen year old girl say something as nasty as that and sound perfectly innocent?'
After a short pause I said, "You may just get your chance later, but I'm glad you're home."
"You are? I wonder why?" There was that innocent laugh again. I wondered if she practiced it. She had told me that she practiced facial expressions in the mirror. That she'd also rehearsed various sexual positions the same way. Recalling this, my dick began a slow rise.
"Want me to get you off?"
"No ... at least not right now. About tonight, I was wondering..."
"What about tonight?"
"I mean, with L. O. and Duane."
"What about them?"
"It's their first date. I know Duane isn't experienced. In fact, he might just be a virgin."
"You're kidding!"
"I mean it. I don't know."
"Then we should let nature take its course."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean let them decide. We don't lead them into anything like we do. When they're ready they'll know it. We'll let them make out around us, and do the same, but we don't push things. If she's ready, she'll let Duane know. He won't get out of line at least while we're around them. She's a big girl; she can handle him if he gets too pushy."
"Sounds good to me," I said.
"Are you stiff and ready?" she asked.
"Always, Leah, especially when you're around."
"Take it out."
"Okay. Are you naked?"
"Not quite, but almost."
"How almost?"
"Just my thong, silly boy!" She sounded delighted at telling me this.
"Can you see yourself in the mirror?" I asked.
"Mmmm, yeah, I can."
"Pull on those nipples for me."
"Mmmmm, like this?"
"Yeah!"
"You hard as a rock?"
"Yeah!"
"You looking at the mirror like me?"
"I am."
"Touching it?"
"Stroking it. Kinda slow like."
"Pullin' on both of them. Feels good."
"How good?"
"Makes my pussy tingle."
"Wish I was there."
"Oh ... and what would you do?"
"Pull 'em even harder, for starters."
"Ooooooo!"
"Another tingle from your pussy?"
"Oh, yeah!"
"Wanna do anything special?"
"I tole you before, I wanna suck it."
"Too bad I'm here and you're there."
"Yeah, too fuckin' bad ... for you."
"Why me?"
"I got my vibrator and if you listen closely, you might hear it before I slip it into you know where."
"Ah..."
"What?" she said, curious at my exclamation.
"Just squeezed some precum out."
"Ohhhh, that's super!"
I heard the faint buzzing of the vibrator and surmised she was holding it next to the phone.
"I hear it ... your vibe."
"Yeah ... and when it goes in I'll see stars. I may even hang up."
"Don't do that. Let's see if we can come together."
"That's an old Beatles song."
"No, it was after they split. George Harrison, I think."
"Oh, yeah. Oh ... it's inside me, Aubrey. Christ it feels good!"
"Good as my dick?'
"No ... but good."
I didn't tell her but I was coming right after that. And listen to her make these little grunting noises as her orgasm neared.
I grabbed an old shirt, and wiped myself off, then tossed it into the pile of dirty clothing in a corner of the room. My mother would be doing the laundry in the morning.
"Leah?"
No answer.
"Leah?"
Still no answer.
LEAH!"
"Wha?"
"Cum for me!"
Oh, oh, oh!"
I knew she was almost here and then she was coming, the soft grunts grew steadily louder. She cried out and cursed and whimpered into the phone. "I just came, but it ain't the same without you inside me, honey."
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