Phone Sex – Erotic Flash Fiction

Masturbation Monday #34

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, Phone Sex. The inspiration was:

phone sexThis brings back memories…anyone else?

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“Have a good time guys, make sure you eat before you start drinking.”The door slams shut, the lock clicking as they leave, and I breathe a sigh of relief. I head into my room up, closing the door and flicking the button on my lock, then I roll the draft excluder against the bottom of the door. I light a few candles and put a CD on low before snuggling on my bed. I check the time then stare at the phone willing it to ring. It doesn’t.

Finally bored of waiting, I slide off my shorts before laying back down. I slide my hands under my top, to play with my breasts. My hands cup and squeeze them, then I pinch my nipples. When they’re hard, standing up in firm peaks I move one hand downwards. Closing my eyes I slide my hand over my pubic mound. I shaved earlier and I love the feel as I glide my fingers over the silky smooth patch of skin.

I slip a finger between my lips, finding my clit and stroking over it. As it starts to swell, I circle it, feeling wet heat throb through me. I push into my hand, wanting more pressure as my orgasm builds. I’m right on the edge when my phone rings. I jump, cursing, I’d forgotten about the call.

I reached out with my other hand, while I go back to stroking my clit.
His voice is gravelly in my ear, “Sorry babe. I couldn’t get rid of John. Hate that I kept you waiting.”
I think about it for a split second, then start to grin, “That’s okay I managed to find something to occupy myself…..and keep my hands busy.”
There’s silence as he considers what I said, “Wish I was there to give you a hand.”
“What would you be doing if you were here?” We’ve not really done phone sex before, and I’m not sure how he’ll respond but when he starts talking I know it was the right thing.

His voice washes over me as he describes what he’d like to be doing. My hand is back on my cunt, and I am moaning down the phone, my breathing raspy. I brush a thumb over my swollen clit, while my fingers move easily between my lips. The juices making it easy to slide two fingers into me. I keep my thumb on my clit, pressing, in a circle motion, as I slowly thrust two fingers in and out of my cunt.

As the waves of pleasure build inside me, I let his voice carry me. I mutter out some random words, much as I would if here, telling how good it feels. Finally I arch my back pushing harder and harder against my hand, rocking my hips back and forth feeling the pulsing throb in my cunt. I let out a moan, as I feel the pressure pushing down inside me. An animal growl tears from my throat as I come hard, squirting over my hand, leaving a patch on the sheet.

“Oh fuck, baby. That was so hot.” I try to reply but my voice won’t work. I make a happy noise, then start giggling. He waits, knowing my responses.
At last I calm down enough to speak, “You turn.”

 

 

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Touching Myself – Masturbation Monday

Masturbation Monday #17

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, Touching Myself. The inspiration was:

Touching myself

It’s more relaxing than a massage and scratches a few urges, too. Wishing I was right where she is. Bliss.

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Touching Myself

It started in the usual way, half asleep I rolled over and reached for you. You weren’t there but I could still smell you, I pulled your pillow over hugging it to me and inhaling your scent. It wasn’t a plan but I found my hand drifting lower, slowly stroking over my stomach, around the curve of my hip. Squeezing my arse and feeling the sting from the marks you left.

I grin into my pillow as I carefully stroke over the bruises, feeling the welts, outlining each one with my fingers, touching myself gently before delivering a sharp slap that sends a wave of pain and arousal through me. I flick my hand down onto my bruised cheek a few times, enjoying not just the feeling it arouses but also the memory of getting the marks. I can’t deliver the same impact that you do but the sting of reminder is enough to make my cunt throb and moisten.

I work myself slowly, allowing my arousal to build up without touching my cunt or clit. Alternating the sharp slaps with gentle stroking, the strokes started as soothing but now are just adding sensation. My face is buried in your pillow as I breathe in your scent, and after a slap that catches a welt perfectly I bite into it, stifling a moan. And the throbbing in my cunt increases tempo.

With a last stroke over my arse I slide my hand forward over my hip, across my stomach, down my abdomen to smooth over my mound and outer lips. Touching myself gently, feeling the wetness spilling out. I push two fingers between my lips, spreading my juices up to my clit, then back down, slipping them into my cunt, pushing in as far as I can, allowing my thumb to settle above my clit, not quite touching it. I slide my fingers in and out, feeling my muscles contract. Shivers run through my body and I hug your pillow tighter. When the orgasm starts to peak, I pause with my fingers inside me, and curl them slightly massaging my g-spot, and I drop my thumb to rub my clit.

The slight pressure on my clit combined with my g-spot stimulation pushes me over the edge, as I pull my fingers out my orgasm crashes over me, and I squirt over my hand. My other arm is locked around your pillow, pulling it with me as I fall onto my back. My breath is rattling out in little gasps, as shivers run through my body, causing my toes to curl.  I relax back and and fall asleep still hugging your pillow.

 

 

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Watching His Cock Part 3 – Masturbation Monday

Masturbation Monday #4

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, Watching His Cock. I’m continuing last week’s story, so I thought I’d give it a go. Hope you like it. You can find Part one here, and Part two here.

 

watching his cock

Raise your hand if you could go for something like this right now. (Me! Me! I could!) Okay, smutty writers, share the good stuff with the rest of us. You know you want to. 

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Watching His Cock Part 3

I slide my fist along his shaft, stroking slowly. Feeling the smoothness of his skin, the ridges of vein, the hard swell of blood, the way it twitches when I tighten my grip. He rolls onto his back, his eyes closing as his head falls back onto the pillow, and he lets out a small moan. I keep stroking my hand sliding up and down his shaft, tightening my grip towards the head. While my other hand reaches up to tweak his nipple, pinching and pulling it. I’m watching his cock, and when it twitches again I lean over, and swipe my tongue across the tip, licking up the drops of pre-cum spilling out.

He breathes out an “Oh Fuck.” And I slide my lips over the head flicking my tongue across the tip as I suck. I move my mouth down, taking in as much of his length as I can, gagging slightly as he hits the back of my throat. I gently cup his balls, rolling them in my palm, as my other hand curls around the base of his shaft, squeezing slightly so I feel him throb in my mouth.

His breathing is shallow, almost panting, and I know he’s close but I’m not ready for him to come again yet. When I pull back my mouth makes a popping sound as it comes over the head, his cock twitches as the air hits it, the wetness cooling him. He opens his eyes to look at me, and I smile at him, my hand slowly working his shaft. I let my thumb rub over the tip, mixing saliva and pre-cum together. Keeping eye contact I push to my knees and straddle his hips.

 

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Watching Her Wank Part 2 – Masturbation Monday

Masturbation Monday #3

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday., Watching Her Wank. A few people requested I follow-up last weeks story, so I thought I’d give it a go. Hope you like it. You can find Part one here.

 

Watching her wank

She looks like she’s having fun, doesn’t she?

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Watching Her Wank Part 2

I pushed the door a little wider and squeezed through the gap. He smiled as he watched me walking towards him but when I got close enough to reach for him he shook his head.
“It’s my turn to watch…first take your clothes off.” I slowly unfastened my jacket, moving to lay it over his desk chair. With my back to him I slipped off my shoes, and unzipped my skirt. Letting it drop to the floor before slowly bending to pick it up and laying it over my jacket. I grip the hem of my t-shirt and pull it over my head, folding it and putting it on the chair.  Turning to face him I reach behind me, unfastening my bra, sliding the straps down my arms, and pulling it off, dropping it on the chair.

His eyes are fixed on me as I walk towards him. He moves to the far edge of the bed, giving me room to lie down next to him. I lay on my back, playing with my tits. My hands cup and squeeze them, then I pinch my nipples. I start to move my hand down but knowing he’s watching I become self-conscious, and stop. My hand hovering over my stomach, I bite my lip, frozen. He reaches over placing his hand over mine, moving it down, sliding it under the waist of my knickers. As he removes his hand he lets his fingers catch on my knickers pulling them down, and holding them.
“They’re so wet. You must have really enjoyed watching me.” I nod. “Show me how much. Close your eyes and think about watching me again”.

I close my eyes letting my hand move down over the downy curls. Brushing over my swollen clit, as my fingers slip easily along my slit, the juices making it easy to slide two fingers into me. I let my thumb circle my clit, as I slowly thrust in and out with two fingers. My other hand is tweaking my right nipple, pinching and tugging harder as the orgasm I need builds. I arch my back pushing harder and harder against my hand, rocking my hips back and forth feeling the pulsing throb in my cunt. I let out a moan, as I feel the pressure pushing down inside me. An animal growl tears from my throat as I come hard, squirting over my hand, leaving a patch on his sheet.

I relax my body and open my eyes, looking at him. He’s smiling, his hand still gripping my knickers, which his erection twitches.
“I guess you enjoyed watching me too.” I grin as I reach out and grip his cock.

 

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Watching Him Wank Part 1 – Masturbation Monday

Masturbation Monday #2

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, Watching Him Wank, Part 1.

 Watching him wankI’m just gonna leave that right here and walk away. Y’all have fun with that. ;)

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Watching Him Wank – Part 1

He hadn’t heard me come in, the jazz music filling the house drowning out any noise I’d made. His bedroom door was ajar, and through the gap I could see him. He was naked on his bed, one hand slowly stroking his hardening cock, the other teasing a nipple. I knew I shouldn’t be watching him wank, that it was an invasion of his privacy but I couldn’t move away. I was mesmerised by the way he gripped his cock, the way his hand was curled round the shaft, as he moved it up and down in firm strokes. Occasionally tugging in such a way that made it seem like he was bending the tip to point to his stomach. His head was back and his eyes were closed, he was moaning softly as he pulled at his cock. He was much rougher with himself than I would have been with him. I shifted pressing my thighs together, causing my knickers to push against me. I could feel the dampness that was soaking into them, and I bit my lip to keep from moaning out loud.

He tweaked his nipple harder, pulling at it. His hand started stroking faster, as he groaned in rhythm. I could feel my heart beat faster, and I tried to keep my breathing from becoming ragged as I watched him. I wanted to slide my hand into my pants; to stroke my thumb over my clit, to make myself come while I watched him but I was afraid he would notice the movement. His movements had become jerky and uneven, and he grunted as his back arched pushing his hips towards his hand as his stroking got more furious. A thick ribbon of cum spilled over his fist onto his stomach as he gave a loud grunt. Listening to him come caused an answering throb in my cunt, and I pressed my lips together silencing the moan that tried to escape. His hands relaxed to his sides, and I realised I needed to move away now.

Before I could he opened his eyes and looked straight at me, “How long have you been there?”
“I just…I wasn’t…sorry…” I stammered but with no real idea of what to say.
He started to smile, “Maybe you should come in.”

 

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