It wasn't so very long ago, although it seems longer, that we were attracted to one another. We were close enough that you made it very well known I turned you on, that you thought I was beautiful. But now when we talk on the phone, it's about normal things.
Still when I hear you speak I feel that deep desire, that pull inside me that makes me want to give you as much pleasure as I possibly can. At this point if I even tired, I know you'd reject my advances. Instead I fondly remember the sound of your voice as you talked me through orgasms, then you seemed so proud at the number of times you made me cum. Twelve, I believe was the most, and you braggesd about it. "It's okay to touch yourself, I know you want to pricess." How those words still turn me on when I think back. Sliding my hand down into my panties as you talked me through every moment of pleasure. "Put a finger inside yourself, tell me how wet you are for me." Moans escaped my lips as I felt desire dripping out of me. I wanted to please you as much as I wanted to please myself. "I can hear how wet you are for me Princess, I want to hear more." Through moans and gasps i pictured your fingers inside me as if you were laying next to me, whispering in my ear as you tried to control your own desires. Imagining running my hands down your body towards your hard cock to stroke it. On the verge of my first orgasm, you told me to cum and let it go. It was so intense it caused me to grunt and move my fingers fasters inside of me. "Keep going Princess," your words washed over me, "you're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" I managed to squeak out a slight yes through my fury of moans and sighs. "Cum for me again." Your voice sounding as if you were pleased with the way I was following your instructions. Again and again I came for you, feeling the pool of my past orgasms grow beneath me. Your voice was so addicting, I didn't want it to stop. After more and more orgasms finally you said "Just one more Princess, you can do it. Make it a big one just for me." With your encouragement I gave it my all, and felt my warm juices pouring out of my aching pussy. The smell of all my ecstacy filled the air like an intoxicating perfume. "That was such a good girl for me, do you feel satisfied?" Breathlessly I told you yes and thanked you for your time. I miss the way your voice would guide me into the depths of mind blowing pleasure. It seems so long ago that night occurred. We've grown away from that now, the attraction has become one sided. One night not so long ago, although it seems longer.
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