“Tell me what you’re doing Charlotte. Are your legs spread open for me?”
“No, I’m on my stomach, touching myself. Trey, oh god, it feels so good, it has never felt this good before.” She became so wet, her fingers slipped and fell out of rhythm, but somehow that felt even better. She whined and moaned, the pressure in her belly pushing down into her pussy.
“Oh, sweet, shy Charlotte, you have a dirty side, don’t you? Humping your bed to the sound of my voice. Is that how you want me to take you? Gripping your hips and fucking you from behind, so I can watch that tight ass shake?”
“I want you on top of me. Your thick cock inside me, and your heavy body pressing me into the soft bed.” She didn’t know where the words came from, or how she had the courage to say them. Charlotte didn’t talk about what she needed, never had. But the rush of hormones and unabashed way Trey spoke to her seemed to free something in her soul.
“Fuck, Charlotte, I’m going to come all over my stomach just with that image.” For a moment, they both forgot to talk, both lost in their own pleasure. Charlotte loved the deep rumbling sounds he made, wanted them filling her room. “Do you know how sexy you sound right now, Charlotte?”
Unable to form a word, Charlotte bite her lip and pushed out a weak, “Uh uh.”
“Oh, honey, those pained little whimpers you’re giving me make me feel like a lion, ready to pounce and take a taste of the sweetest little pussy. I want to make you come so hard, you never even think of another man.” Trey practically roared, apparently even the thought of her with someone else not to his liking. “I need to hear you come, Charlotte. Let me hear you scream, so I can splash my cum all over my stomach.”
Charlotte buried her face into the pillow, letting out a pained scream. She needed to come like she’d never needed anything in her life. That need blocked out everything else. Her nerves, her panic, the insanity of her day, it all faded away to nothing in the presence of this overwhelming desire.
“Don’t do that, Charlotte. You don't muffle your sounds with me. I want to hear them loud and clear.”
Charlotte shifted her face away from the pillow, pressing the phone more tightly against her cheek so he'd hear every single sound. Her fingers flew over her pussy, circling and pressing on her clit until every muscle in her body tensed with the anticipation of the release to come. “Please, Trey, oh God.”
“Come for me, Charlotte. Let me hear it. Don’t hold back.”
Obeying his command, Charlotte let go, pushed two of her fingers as deep into her pussy as she could get, and rocked her swollen clit against her forearm. Her mouth gaped open, silent for a split second before everything exploded. Colored fireworks sparked behind her screwed shut eyelids. Her hips pumped up and down at random. Her channel pulsed around her fingers. More of her arousal poured out around the already slick digits.
She screamed and cried in a way she never had before, loud and free, not caring who heard her, knowing Trey did, and he wanted her to be loud. She didn’t even attempt to hold anything back. Her toes pointed, legs tensed, and she rode her hand like it was the man she heard groaning on the other side of the phone.
As her own orgasm began to fade away, she listened closely as Trey found his peak. He cursed and grunted, and the slap slap slap from earlier took on a wetter sound. Gently, she petted herself, picturing his big hard body reclined and yet tense with his pleasure.
“Good girl. You hear what your orgasm did to me? Fuck, I’ve made a mess over here.” Trey laughed, which made Charlotte smile and bury her face into the pillow again.
“I can’t believe I just did that.” Part of her felt like she should definitely be ashamed of what they just did. But really, she was too tired and too soaked in endorphins to give a damn.
“Listen to me, Charlotte. That was the sexiest thing I’ve done in a long, long time. But the next time I make you come, my fingers and mouth are going to be involved. So, you decide when our date is going to be, and I’ll be there ready and willing.” Despite the heavy breathing on his end, his words were said with a conviction that Charlotte instinctively knew not to question. Apparently, when Trey decided he wanted something, he went after it. And at the moment, she was that something. “Now, get some sleep, and I’ll see you soon.”
Charlotte said goodbye, smiling like a loon the whole time. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt so amazing. She knew it was the rush of hormones, and worried a little bit about how she would react when reality came rushing back in. But for now, she decided to soak it in as much as she could.
