Awkward But Liberating

This is about the first time that I had phone sex. We had been making a date for our first liaison, and he had been telling me about what he wanted to do to me in his hotel room. It was very matter of fact and unembellished, but filling in the gaps with my own mental images made me feel hot and bothered as I listened.

After I put the phone down, I thought about some of the fantasies that had been going round in my head, and then how I'd never shared any with him. So I rang him back and told him that I wanted to return the favour. He told me that he had already started touching himself after we ended the previous call, and now he would carry on whilst listening to me talk.

I was tongue tied at first - the fantasy in my head was a riot of images, sensations and sounds. Trying to describe it in halting words was much more difficult that I expected - and suddenly appreciated the reason why his retelling of his fantasies sounded so stilted. And even though we were on the phone, I still felt shy about stating my sexual urges out loud.

So I closed my eyes and imagined it whilst I was talking to him - that made it easier. I kept on pausing to catch my breath as I described the lingerie that I was wearing, and the sight of him savouring my lips, nipples and then tonguing me furiously between my legs, before taking me hard against the wall.

I could hear his breathing speed up, and the tremor in his voice as he prompted me for more details - where were my hands, my lips, my tongue at each stage. I wasn't touching myself but my nipples were erect and the sensation as they brushed lightly against my top made me squirm and sigh.

Suddenly he moaned something inarticulate in pleasure. Then silence for a few moments - I tentatively asked him if he was okay. I could almost see and hear him smiling to himself as he murmured throatily: "I'm glad you rang back. And now I can't wait to make that a reality".
mibby mibby
31-35, F
Dec 13, 2012