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FACE TIME

When working late and alone we should all take note of this phone sex story.

The only company I have with me tonight as I work late, yet again, is my reflection from the floor to ceiling windows and the outside night. My tired eyes are trying to focus on the paper that I am working on to meet tomorrows deadline. But my mind is not on it at all. Well, my body certainly isn’t. The yearning in-between my thighs due to absence from my lover has been building all day and I can no longer take it. Turning my attention to the screen on my laptop, I hit the FaceTime app and wait for my call to be answered.

Within a few seconds, his handsome face pops up on my screen. Relaxed and laid back, just out of the shower and ready to enjoy his early evening. Bare-chested and in the perfect position. Just viewing him laying there gives me the yearning to close my thighs tighter together for some kind of release and has my temperature rising and eager to be naughty tonight. His own laptop resting on him as he sips his drink.

“Hi, baby.”

“Hello Sweetheart, you’re working late.”

“I know babe, that’s why I’m calling you. I’m in a rather naughty mood tonight.”

“Are you now, have you been thinking of me today?”

“Oh I have, all day and my panties are wet just seeing you now.”

“Mmm, maybe you should show me how much.”

Removing my glasses, I start with a little tease. Dropping my dress from my shoulder to show the bra he bought for me not that long ago. The colour is his favourite and he knows my panties are to match. He doesn’t disappoint. Already the laptop has been set the side from him and his towel removed. Ready and waiting for the show I am going to perform for his eyes only.

Standing away from the desk, I slowly hitch up my dress behind me, to reveal my perfectly pale pertness and trace the shape with my gentle hand. Round and smooth for his enjoyment. I know his weaknesses, I know what turns him on.

The arousal that I am watching on my screen makes me want to test my own to see how much damper I am becoming in this little show of mine.

Resting my leg up on my chair, I part my legs and slide my finger in through the side of my panties. Edging the way through my already swollen lips and enter into the opening so ripe for the taking. I waste no time and show him how excited I am as my fingers slip out, glistening with the excitement stuck on them. He presents his own cock and strokes it as I do the same. Both lost in our own play while the other looks on. The rush of heat overtakes my body while he glides his heavy hand along his shaft. Encouraged with silent words I start my strip show for him to excite himself with. Undoing my dress I slip it off to the floor and with a rhythm to music that isn’t there, I dispel of my bra until I stand before him and the darkened outside world. I know how wet I am and from watching his reaction, I know exactly where it is taking him. His cock hasn’t left his hands, the echo of the depth of his breathing indicates to me how much he is enjoying my show. He slides his extended fingers over his length until it reaches the top where a gathering of pre-cum is forming. I can taste it in my mouth, the stickiness on my lips and the need for him to see my own juice is overwhelming.

Parting my legs once again, I push my panties out of the way as I show him the full view of where his cock should be. And how ready and expanded I am, if he was here to take me. Caressing my sensitive folds, the blood flows and pulses to where my hand is travelling. The need to touch myself is overbearing and I take my full breasts and knead them one by one as he watches on. My finger disappears inside of me between the lips that have more than doubled in size. In and out I slide them so easily as the juice spills and down my thighs. He needs to see where I want him to touch, where I would like him if he was here right now with me and where the next time we meet I am going to have to have him. Turning to the side, I dispose of my panties to bare all to him. Positioning for his view, I look at him from over my shoulder before widening my slit to show how wet and creamy I really am. My ruby red valley ready for the action it is desperate for, slippery, ripe and eager for his attention. From the view from my screen, I can see he is ready and waiting for me to pleasure myself.

Standing closer to the desk, my pussy in full view, I enter my greedy fingers one at a time, and start to pump them for his enjoyment and my pleasure. A deep thrill of sensations has me holding my breath as my fingers now play with the slit while he watches on. In and out they travel as the juice builds up. Feeling the tense walls inside and pushing as far as my womanly fingers allow. My own pleasure takes over his, as I keep the momentum and enjoy the ride. Closing my eyes, I think of him. Of me. Of us. Taking me with his hardness, his erect member, impaling me as I stand here with the night behind me and the glittering of nearby office building lights. His cock sliding in and filling my space and more. I involuntarily clench my inner walls around my digits, not giving me the fullness I desire but coming close, as the waves of enjoyment flow over me. My panting gets faster and my body heats up from the unleashing from deep inside. I can feel his touch on me, his hands travelling over my bare body, moving along my thighs, across my stomach and up towards my breasts. Pulling my erect nipples between his fingers before rolling their hardness as I move my fingers to my clit. Swollen and pulsing to be touched. I place my leg back onto my chair, opening the slit as I start to rub the nub of hardness. I’m craving for his touch, his heavier hand, his faster movements and I know he is craving mine. His own arousal is controlling mine and I want what he is unable to give from where he is, but I don’t stop visualising him here, with me. I can no longer stay silent within this glassed room. No longer keep my thrill hidden from the world. I can feel the build of my climax from my toes. My legs growing weak with each stroke I make, with each thought of him I have. And I know I can’t keep at this pace unless I take it over to the other side and come.

Holding on to the frame I take my pace to a higher level, faster and frantic. My only thought is my fingers are his, my pussy he is in and he is bringing me to my boiling point. I can’t stop the noise leaving my mouth and the groans from my fingers rubbing on my special spot. My legs start to quiver, my knees buckle with the jolting of spasms going through my body and the pure ecstasy of the climb I am going on. Higher it takes me as I reach the top and let my body shake out my orgasm.

With my face flushed and my fingers sodden, I can see he is still enjoying my little show and I giggled thinking of our naughty fun. Sucking the juice from my fingers one by one, I watch as his eyes pine for more. At that very moment, I see him suddenly explode in such a torrent of pleasure, I laugh to myself at our situation and being me, I wave goodbye to him with a big kiss and turn off the FaceTime. My aim to offer both pleasures achieved.

THE END

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