“I have many questions but I want to see you blush when I ask them. Just tell me about yourself, like your upbringing, your experiences, your desires, and if you will, describe yourself in more detail. From reading your stories I have a vague picture in my mind but fill in the details to intensify my interest.”
I laughed out loud and then said, “Well you already have a good picture of me then. You have a sweet tongue Charles.”
“Well can I describe the picture I have developed and then you correct my errors?”
“Sure Charles.”
“I picture you with silky blond hair, so soft to the touch, about shoulder length when not up in a ponytail. There are not any split ends to be seen or dry strands.
“I picture you with light blue eyes and a petite nose that comes to a point along with a small mouth and lips to match. You seem to be a wearing a natural smile even when you are not smiling. How am I doing so far?”
“You are good but my nose is rounded on the tip and not pointed but go on.”
“Your breasts are on the smaller size, like a C cup but fill a guy’s mouth nicely. Your areolas are about the size of a quarter; pink in color but with a light tan nipple that is about a quarter of an inch in length when not excited. By the way are you excited listening to me?”
I did not want to sound overly exuberant so I giggled and said, “You might say that, just a tad.”
“Then those nipples must be hard and a tad over a quarter of an inch. Are they?”
“Yes Charles they are. Where is this all leading?”
“Oh just a way of getting a better picture of you since it will be a few days before my eyes get to scan that lovely figure that many guys would love to have the opportunity.”
“Are you saying you are anticipating seeing me in the nude?”
“Oh no, no, no not unless you desire for me to see you in the nude. I am trying to get an image before we meet to see how good my imagination is when I think of you. I will e-mail you a picture of myself. I hope you will reciprocate.”
“That sounds like a fair trade, Charles.”
“May I go on?”
“Sure, continue please.”
“Well lowering my eyes I see a jewel in your navel. It appears to be aqua marine. Your waist is twenty-five inches. Oh, I forgot to mention that your tongue is pierced for a piece of jewelry and most likely a barbell.”
I was getting more excited.
“Continuing downward, you are lean with a very flat and hard stomach with your hipbone clearly evident. The covering of your playpen is shaven bare, and I can almost see the love button glistening from the secretion of your sweet nectar.”
As he was talking my nipples were getting harder by the second, blood was flowing to my lower lips because he was turning me on. I had the sensation he was sitting back with x-ray eyes undressing me. It was getting to me.
“Your legs are long and of perfect shape and by the way a nice thirty five inch butt. You are quite. Am I boring you?”
“Oh no Charles on the contrary I am impressed with your imagination.”
“What do you think I look like?”
“Charles if you don’t mind, I’d like to call it a night.”
“May I ask you something personal Karen? If you allow me, please be truthful.”
“Okay, so what is the question?”
“Are you wanting to hang-up so you can go and make yourself feel good with either a toy or your finger?”
I wanted to die when I heard the question. I toyed with the idea of lying but after a minute said, “The answer to your question is yes. My god Charles, how did you know that is what I was going to do?”
“I didn’t Karen but I was hoping. Thanks for being honest.”
“Maybe we can help each other out.”
“How and what do you mean by each other?”
“I am sitting here in the nude with the hardest black bone I have had in some time. The more I was describing you, the harder it became. Let me talk to you and tell you what I would be doing with you if I were there. You just listen and make yourself feel good. I know it will intensify our relief knowing we are together mentally and verbally.”
“I have never done anything like you have suggested over the phone. It’s such a private thing.”
“Com’on Karen, we all do it. It will be better, believe me.”
“So you have done this before with girls.”
“Yes and we all have done it many times when the time is not convenient to be together.”
“Charles, you have me so strung out I can not think straight.”
“Look babe, just make yourself comfortable, anywhere and place the ear piece at your ear and visualize what I will be saying. Listen; call me back when you are ready. Do we have a deal?”
“Okay Charles, I will call you back.”
“Promise?”
“Yes, in less than five minutes.”
I wanted to orgasm so much I was stripping on the way to my bedroom, grabbed a towel from the closet as well as my toy, spread the towel, placed myself in the center of the pink towel, lifted the phone, and called Charles.
“Hi Karen, I was afraid you might have changed your mind. Just lay back and listen. If it will help you any, I will be stroking this hard bone thinking either it is in your small mouth or your hot, steaming, juicing, playpen.”
“God Charles.”
“Shhhh, babe, relax. Close your eyes. Are you in a chair, on the floor, in the bed or on the sofa?”
“I’m on the bed.”
I cradled the phone and began to stimulate my sensitive spots.
“Okay now listen. I come into the room and see you pleasing yourself. I smile and say, ‘Let me join you and make it better for you.’ You watch me strip and smile when seeing my cockeye looking at the ceiling as I approach the bed to join you. I crawl on the bed, seeing your pussy lips gorged with your boiling blood, your lips all glistening, your hand all wet with love juice, I lift your legs by placing my arms under them, reach around and open your lips further and kiss the hard clit.”
My hearing that caused me to moan softly.