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Monday, July 6, 2009

One SEXY Phone Call - An Erotic Tale...

*This one is for all my girls who know that having a dirty mouth ain't always such a bad thing...LOL! Enjoy!*

One SEXY Phone Call - An Erotic Tale...

Ready to leave the restaurant and get things underway, Quentin was rushing through the meal, hoping to get as quickly as possible to the hot chocolate dessert...between his girlfriend's legs! If only he was in control, if only he had any say in the events of the evening. Janet was clearly steering the erotic ship and Quentin was just second in command. She handed him an envelope, slid back in her seat, and licked her lips sensually.

"What’s this?" Quentin was as puzzled as he was intrigued.

"Just open it," Janet was smiling like a cat. She slid off her shoe and ran her foot up and down his leg as Quentin ripped open the seal to read the contents of the envelope.

"This coupon is good for One Sexy Phone Call? Gee...thanks alot." Disappointment showed all over his face. It was an Intimacy Coupon and needless to say Quentin was hoping for something more, well, something a little more physical.

Janet slid out from her seat, whispered in his ear that he should get the check and announced that she was going to go to the ladies room and would be right back. Quentin’s disappointment was short lived; he began looking forward to an evening of sensual exploration with his lovely dinner companion. The waitress was waiting patiently for him to sign his credit card receipt when Quentin’s cell phone rang. He looked quizzically at the caller ID; it was Janet calling.

"Hey, what’s going...," he was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"Boy, mmmmm, I’m so looking forward to feeling your tongue in my pussy tonight. You know, it’s so wet right now. I bet it will feel so good when you are sucking my clit. Mmmmm, my juices taste so sweet," she said, licking her fingers. "Are you going to lick my pussy till I cum in your mouth?" She was purring sensually and Quentin was looking around like he was on a hidden camera television show. He swallowed hard and subconsciously grabbed his rapidly swelling dick. The waitress cleared her throat and quickly brought him back to reality. He signed the bill and gave her a huge tip while Janet whispered naughty things in his ear and he fidgeted in his seat.

"Are you going to fuck me good tonight, Quentin? I’m really looking forward to feeling your stiff dick, thrusting deep inside me. You want that don't you? You want to feel my tight, wet walls gripping you, squeezing you. I know you do. I know you want me to ride you, work that hard dick, up and down, until you to get me off. You want to suck my hard nipples while I’m fucking you? Oh yeah, grip my hips while I work my hot pussy on you and get myself off."

Quentin was aroused beyond his imagination. He did his best to reason with her like a man negotiating the deal of a lifetime without letting the people at the next table know what he was talking about. "Listen, let’s get out of here and we can see about taking care of your needs. I'll be more than happy to lend my services to you, hopefully to your satisfaction."

Janet toyed with him. "I’m going to suck your dick so good you’re going to be screaming like a little bitch. I’m going to lick that head, I'm going to swallow it and use my lips to drive you crazy. I’m going to give you the hottest, wettest, nastiest head you’ve ever had. How’s that sound?"

Quentin swallowed hard and could barely catch his breath. The woman of his dreams was seducing him with confidence and skill. She knew exactly how to demand what she wanted and that turned him on more than he had ever experienced before. He was in a daze, listening to her soft whispers and naughty promises when she casually strolled up to the table, still on the phone, still taunting him with erotic images that had his blood boiling. '"Can you hear me now?" she teased.
Sometimes A Phone Is All You Need...

He hung up and made no effort to hide his desire to leave. He was going to take her up on every one of her offers and then some. He put his hand on the small of her back and escorted her to the door. Outside, in the cool night air, Janet stopped Quentin and planted a sexy kiss on him. She pressed her body to his and put her tongue seductively in his mouth. He feasted on her soft, full lips and ran his hands up and down her back.

He opened the door to his car and watched her slide in. By the time he made it around to the driver’s side, Janet had her dress up and was fingering her pussy, shoving her fingers inside, fucking herself with abandon. Where her panties were was anybody’s guess. Quentin was frozen in amazement. All he could do was stare. He glanced around nervously in the parking lot to see if anyone could see his girl about to have an orgasm.

Janet played him well, teasing him all the way to the dorm. By the time they made it to the room, Quentin felt like he was going to explode. They were ripping at each other like dogs at Michael Vick's house. Janet pushed him back on the bed and mounted his face. She worked her pussy over his mouth, feeling his tongue probe deep inside her cavity. He grabbed her thighs and held on tight as she came in his mouth. She wasn’t finished with him yet. Steadying herself, she stood up and walked over to the dresser, bent over and looked back through lust-filled eyes and said, "Quentin, fuck me!"

Quentin stood behind her and did as he was told. His dick was rock hard and he rubbed the head along her wet slit. Shutting his eyes, he grabbed her hips and thrust himself into her. He was releasing all of his sexual frustration; he was trying to make her scream. He was intent on ramming every inch of his hard dick inside her. Janet was fucking him back, rubbing her clit, moaning so loud that the people in the next room could hear. She didn't give a fuck. They were like sweaty, hot animals in the throws of primal passion. Janet’s legs started shaking and she was going to cum. "Fuck me harder, fuck me deeper, fuck me. That feels so good. Oh shit, I’m gonna cum." Quentin wasn't too far behind her. He pulled out of her and stroked his swollen, chocolate dick double time...shooting hot, white cum all over her smooth, brown ass.

Exhausted, they landed on the bed in a tangle of quivering flesh and limbs. Janet had a look of profound satisfaction on her face. Empowered and satisfied, she was proud of herself for putting him through all of that so he could give her some good, frustrated dick...and he wasn't complaining either! "I'll take that coupon now..." Janet looked at Quentin with a huge grin. "Oh no, you won't...cause I'm gonna be using it again REAL soon!" They laughed and drifted off into sleep...both glad that she had given him One Sexy Phone Call.

2 Comments:

ange tombé said...

damn, that sounds lke a good idea! shoulda given that kinda coupon to my bf for his brthday, lol!

Salacious Summers said...

Awwww...thanks for the love girl! And you know what? You don't have to wait for next year! This type of coupon is GOOD ALL YEAR ROUND! ;D

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