My girlfriend and I had a secret code to play out one of my longstanding fantasies. It was the sort of thing we talked about late at night, but would never happen. Which is why when my phone beeped, and I saw the message, my stomach dropped and my cock was hard within seconds.
“Call Me.”
It was the phrase. It was what she would write if she were going to do it.
I stumbled out of Doc Holidays Bar and onto the street. I plugged the earphones into my iPhone and bummed a smoke. As the phone began to ring I was more nervous than I had ever been.
“Hello,” she said. Her voice was quiet and her breath was quick.
“Are you…” I couldn’t finish it.
“Yes,” she whispered, and I took a long drag off my cigarette.
“Where are you?” I asked.
“On his bed. Do you want to know more?”
“Yes,” was all I could say.
“He’s on his back on the bed. I’m on top of him and he’s…” she paused for a second, not sure if she should continue.
“Tell me,” I whispered.
“He’s inside me,” she said with a slow moan and I almost came right then. “He’s looking up at me as he fucks me and he feels so good. His hand is on my ass and he’s squeezing me as I push down onto him.” She was quiet for a moment and then she said, “Tell me what to do.”
I took another drag and leaned back against the wall. My mind was reeling and I was somewhere between misery and exaltation.
“Climb off him.” I waited for her to say she had and then continued. “Lie down on your back and open your legs.” She told me she had and I could hear her breathing get faster with each second. “I want you to put the phone down next to you when I’m ready and then do just what I say. Once I say the word I won’t talk to you again until tomorrow. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she replied.
“Reach one hand down between your legs and open your cunt for him. I want to hear you beg him to fuck you. Beg and beg until he does and then I want to hear you come. I want to hear him fuck you as you scream and beg and moan and shake beneath him. Do you understand?”
Her response was fainter as if the phone was away from her mouth and then I could tell she was talking to him.
“Please,” she moaned with an urgency I had heard so many times. “Please fuck me. I need to feel that big cock inside me. Please, make me come. Make me come so hard like you did this morning.”
I closed my eyes and I couldn’t turn off the phone. This morning?
I could hear her beg and I could hear the change in her voice when he entered her. Her voice turned deep and rich as she begged and screamed, and I could hear his groans mingle with hers. I could hear their bodies hard against each other and the phone tossing on the bed. It was only moments later that she began to scream, and I knew her body was shaking beneath him and clenching around his cock like she always did with mine.
Through the entire thing she never stopped begging, she never stopped calling his name, and she never stopped telling him how good he felt inside her. She came hard and loud and at the very last moment, she said something just for me.
“Oh God, I love you,” she said as I clicked off the phone.