“I did as it happens. Let me get Mr. Blue.”
“Your vibrator has a name?”
“He deserves one since he gives so much pleasure.”
Tyler gave an audible swallow. “Good point.” He cleared his throat. “Switch on your vibrator and tease your breasts. I want you to describe everything you feel, the things I’d see if I was in the bed with you.”
“Okay. Mr. Blue is shaped like a penis and he’s bright blue.Ooh,” Susan said as she slid the vibrator over the curve of one breast and nudged her nipple. “I’ve set Mr. Blue on a low speed, but I can feel the pulse against my skin. My nipple has pulled tight. My pussy feels wet already and—”
“If I touched you, would I see the glint of your juices on my fingers?”
“Let me see,” she whispered, a delicious sensation pulling tight in her lower belly. “I’m reaching down my body.” Her fingers drifted downward in a teasing caress. “I’m stroking, touching, imagining your fingers on me.” Yeah, the rougher texture of Tyler’s fingers, sliding over her belly, maybe dallying to dip into her navel. “Now I’m parting my legs. I can feel the chill of the air prickling across my hot flesh.” Her fingers grazed her slit. “But my skin feels hot. Wet.” The warmth of her pussy almost seared her fingertips. One of her fingers dipped into her entrance and it came away damp. A groan escaped.
“Don’t keep me waiting,” he ordered. “Tell me what you see.”
“My finger is shiny.” She placed her fingertip into her mouth and licked it clean. “I taste musky, a little tart.”
“I’m frightened to touch my cock.” Tyler’s voice was strained. “It won’t take much for me to explode.”
“Imagine my mouth on you,” she said, letting the vibrator drift down her body. She teased it down her cleft and closed her eyes while she verbally seduced Tyler. “I lick around the crown then delicately probe your slit to gather the drops of pre-come. You taste good, so good and all I can think of is taking you deeper into my mouth and giving you pleasure.”He’d like this. She’d tell him everything she couldn’t normally say out loud because of a cock-filled mouth. “I want to make you feel good, so I tease you with the flat of my tongue.”
Tyler’s sharp intake of breath tugged like a kite string, firing need, desire. Susan swallowed and continued. “I want to drive you crazy, push you like you push pleasure through me with every touch.”
“Tell me what you do next.”
“I’m eager to taste you and take the tip of your cock into my mouth. I suck, take you deeper, let the underside of your shaft slide along my tongue. How does it feel?”
“Fuckin’ great. God, I wish you were here in my bed.”
Yes. Susan ran the vibrator over her clit and sighed at the sensual jolt. “I’m going to fuck myself with the vibrator now. You’re not the only one in a hurry.”
“Wait. Have you got any other toys?”
She paused, his question flinging her back into the past. She’d left her other toys with her ex after he’d abandoned her for her best friend. Funny, it didn’t hurt as much now. “I used to own more in another life.”
“I’d enjoy shopping with you. We’ll buy some together,” he said.
She pushed Mr. Blue into her channel, the silicon sliding easily into her aroused flesh. Turning the vibrator so the slight bend vibrated against her G-spot, she switched the setting up a notch. “Mr. Blue is inside me now, and he’s doing his normal good work.”
“Glad to hear you have a reliable male.”
Susan spluttered a laugh, sent a guilty glance at her closed door. “I’m taking you deep now, pulling your shaft into my mouth. Your knob bumps against my throat. I’m breathing carefully through my nose and concentrating on giving you the best blow job you’ve ever received.”
“Hell, yeah,” he muttered.
“I can taste your pre-come. It’s coming more quickly now, and your breathing is rapid. You’re starting to burble and promise me all sorts of things—”
“Hell, yeah. I’d give you the moon if I could.”
“You say that now.”
“I mean it,” Tyler said.
Susan stirred, pressure building in her pussy. “I go a little faster, bobbing up and down, pulling a loud moan from you.” On beat, Tyler’s soft moan came from the speakerphone and the pressure inside her increased. “Your cock swells and your balls are tight when I massage them. On the next down stroke, your cock nudges the back of my throat and I swallow against the thickness.”
“Fuck,” he said then hissed.
“Your eyes are closed and color surges into your face. You’re trembling, so close it’s as if you’re balancing on a tight wire. I lift my head, go back down and you’re coming, shooting into my mouth, spurting down my throat. This time I let you move, let you take what you want, what you need.”
