At least she remembered to take her shoes off this time.
We have each other’s schedules hung up on a corkboard next to the TV, so I check the time for her first class tomorrow and make sure her alarms are all set before getting myself ready to do my readings.
Two hours later, I get a text from Mike.
Mike: Hey you up?
Me: Yes, I’m studying. What’s up?
Mike: Take a break and come over ;)
Me: Wish I could but I need to head to bed soon.
Mike: Phone sex?
Me: Give me five minutes.
Truth is, I’m using this to clear my mind
After I have my bullet and dildo in hand, I give Mike a call.
“Hey baby, how are you?” Mike’s smooth voice sounds through the speaker. It usually makes me wet pretty quickly, but not tonight; my body is not reacting the same way. I shake it off and attempt to get out of my own head.
“I’m good. I have some of my toys next to me.” My voice is sultry as I answer.
He laughs seductively. “Oh yeah? Which ones are you going to use?”
“Whichever ones you tell me to.”
“It’s up to you, baby.”
Usually, I like it when guys tell me what to do in bed. Mike, however, doesn’t seem like that type of guy.
“What are you wearing, Kami?”
Oh, for God’s sake, seriously?What am I wearing?I’m wearing a pair of sleeping shorts and an oversized graphic t-shirt.
Guess all of the dirty talk is up to me.
“I’m naked. Start touching yourself, Mike,” I demand a little too dryly, not that he seems to notice.
He groans into the phone. “I already am. I’m so fucking hard.”
Pressing the red button on my bullet until it’s on the setting I like most, I rub it against my clit. “And I’m so wet for you.”
“What would you be doing if I were there right now?”
Keeping my eyes closed tightly, I try to picture what I’d want to do. “I would have you in my mouth, sucking you in so deep.”
“Yes, keep going.”
Am I going to have to do all the talking?
“I would slowly crawl up your body, laying kisseseverywhere until I slip my tongue into your mouth while grinding on your dick.” His moan fills my ears and the sound of his fist moving is clear as a bell. When I press my bullet harder against my clit, I let out a moan of my own.
“Fuck yes, Kami. Keep talking.”
I really wish he would take over for a bit.
