She has to roll her eyes when she hears his tone when he first gets on the line. Why hadn't he assumed it was her in just this kind of situation? she wonders. But then again, maybe he'd truly never considered that she was as free with her body as she really has been. But it was an open secret between them—of course she was not as committed before this as he had been. He knew that much.
At his question, she lets out a little scoff.
"Of course it's okay," she says. "I'm just...doing what I said I would. You know."
"Oh." It takes a second for it to click. Because no, it isn't the fist thing that pops into his head. "Oh. Okay."
Of course he knows she enjoys sex... like, a lot. Obviously, he's totally cool with that. And yeah, he knows she's not exactly faithful and obviously, he's far less cool with that. But yeah, he tries not to think about the frequency.
"Soo... how can I help?" A faint smirk pulls at one corner of his mouth. They hadn't actually planned things out that far. That might have been an oversight on his part.
"If you mean that, there's only about one way, from here, isn't there?"
Something they haven't really done before. She hasn't called for that purpose before. She always just finds a friend-with-benefits to shag. She reaches down and fidgets, pulling threads on the blanket.
"And if you don't mean it I guess I don't know why else you asked me to call."
She's not touching herself yet, just running her hands over her own breasts and pinching at the nipples. But she's pretty raring to go already. This phone call wouldn't have happened otherwise.
His smile turns wry. "I love it when you recognize my genius."
He sits once he has himself freed and openly admires the sight of her. Damn... It's going to be six months before he can touch her the way she's touching herself.
The way she looks at him definitely has him rising to the occasion. He's letting his fingers brush along his length rather than stroking himself outright.
"When you get back, I'm so giving you that 40 minutes."
"Mm," she says admiringly. She's watching him firm up, knowing that thinking about eating her out is making him get hard. "You're good at that, too, you know. I wouldn't settle for any fewer than, mm...three orgasms before we switched places."
"You know it," she says, still smirking. "You know what's the best part is knowing how much you want it by the time I get around to putting my mouth on you."
Her hand is working circles around her clit by now, and her hips shift a little and she lets out a wanting hum.
"And you know how much I like putting my mouth on you."
"God it feels so good." He makes a soft needy groan in the back of his throat at the memory. She gets him so worked up sometimes it's almost cruel. Or it would be if he didn't actually enjoy it.
He holds himself in earnest now, moving slowly from base to tip.
"I like holding your hips down and doing that." She's eager now, moving her fingers to dip into herself now and then. "It's no secret how much you like it."
"So damn hard not to buck." He does try but it's like rational thought goes right out the window. Eventually he's lucky to just form understandable words. Millions of years of evolution laid low by a blow job.
His breathing picks up as he watches her and matches her pace, running his thumb over the tip as she slides into herself.
"Good thing you know better," she says. If he bucked into her mouth she'd be out.
She continues moving her hands, pinching at her nipples and rubbing her clit. Her eyes close briefly and she hums again; she's getting close to climaxing.
"I'm thinking about you coming in my mouth," she says. "That's what you want, right?"
"I-If you...yeah." Shit, it's hard to talk and do this at the same time.
Honestly before her, the idea of actually cumming in someone's mouth was just one of those porno things. Not so much now, but that first time especially felt almost awkward. Because as much as he loves going down on her, expecting the same for himself...
"I want to feel you cum around me more. And watching you hit that peak... ungh." He gives a breathy grunt.
Watching her like this while knowing there's no way he can touch her is so much hotter than he'd expected it to be.
The look on her face and the moaning... "Ngh...fuck."
He wants to hold back and enjoy the moment but the problem is that he's enjoying the moment. So he has to literally hold himself back, interrupting his own orgasm.
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At his question, she lets out a little scoff.
"Of course it's okay," she says. "I'm just...doing what I said I would. You know."
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Of course he knows she enjoys sex... like, a lot. Obviously, he's totally cool with that. And yeah, he knows she's not exactly faithful and obviously, he's far less cool with that. But yeah, he tries not to think about the frequency.
"Soo... how can I help?" A faint smirk pulls at one corner of his mouth. They hadn't actually planned things out that far. That might have been an oversight on his part.
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Something they haven't really done before. She hasn't called for that purpose before. She always just finds a friend-with-benefits to shag. She reaches down and fidgets, pulling threads on the blanket.
"And if you don't mean it I guess I don't know why else you asked me to call."
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He catches himself before he says something bitchy and defensive. She's keeping her word and that means so much more to him.
"It's just that we've never done this before."
Or ever for him. But he really wants to find a way for this to work for them.
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But she moves up on the bed, against her pillow.
"I'm going to take off my pants, one sec."
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He didn't have any specific plans beyond that. He's definitely not going to complain.
"I'm happy with whatever will help most."
Who needs coffee...
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She pauses, settling into bed again after getting her pants off.
"You going to jack off with me?"
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"I guess it's either that, or suffer through my shift with a serious case of blue balls."
Which would suck. Not that he's quite feeling it yet, as he stands to undo his pants. But watching her is going to change that quickly enough.
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She's not touching herself yet, just running her hands over her own breasts and pinching at the nipples. But she's pretty raring to go already. This phone call wouldn't have happened otherwise.
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He sits once he has himself freed and openly admires the sight of her. Damn... It's going to be six months before he can touch her the way she's touching herself.
"You are so damn beautiful."
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"Even over video, huh."
For her part, Tex is admiring the sight of him touching himself. She loves dicks, and she's fortunate enough that he has a nice one.
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The way she looks at him definitely has him rising to the occasion. He's letting his fingers brush along his length rather than stroking himself outright.
"When you get back, I'm so giving you that 40 minutes."
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She's breathing a bit differently now as she watches him, and she dips a hand toward her mound.
"How are you going to spend it?"
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His eyes drift from her face to the way her breasts move with that change of breathing, then follow downwards.
"Feeling the way your thigh muscles tighten and quiver right before you cum..." He hums. Honestly, it makes him like a fucking boss.
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Her hand is working circles around her clit by now, and her hips shift a little and she lets out a wanting hum.
"And you know how much I like putting my mouth on you."
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He holds himself in earnest now, moving slowly from base to tip.
"And when you do that thing with your tongue."
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His breathing picks up as he watches her and matches her pace, running his thumb over the tip as she slides into herself.
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She continues moving her hands, pinching at her nipples and rubbing her clit. Her eyes close briefly and she hums again; she's getting close to climaxing.
"I'm thinking about you coming in my mouth," she says. "That's what you want, right?"
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Shit, it's hard to talk and do this at the same time.
Honestly before her, the idea of actually cumming in someone's mouth was just one of those porno things. Not so much now, but that first time especially felt almost awkward. Because as much as he loves going down on her, expecting the same for himself...
"I want to feel you cum around me more. And watching you hit that peak... ungh." He gives a breathy grunt.
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The look on her face and the moaning... "Ngh...fuck."
He wants to hold back and enjoy the moment but the problem is that he's enjoying the moment. So he has to literally hold himself back, interrupting his own orgasm.
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"You could have cum along with me, you know," she says.
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