Seeing as how my sex life has COMPLETLEY ground to a halt… I thought to dive into the ol’ Tickle Trunk and dredge up an old memory or two. If nothing else, we’ll always have uh, then I suppose.
This is concerning my Ex – we’ll call her Laurie for the sake of this post.
This is a short one. We dated for over a year – months into our relationship, the sex was better than ever, and although she was quiet and introverted to everyone, behind closed doors, she was a fucking ANIMAL in bed. It’s one of my biggest turn-ons – a woman who knows what she wants, and isn’t afraid to act on it.
I’m sure you want to know what she looked like: She’s about 5’3, petite / slim / PERFECT 32B tits, tight body. Short bobbed brown hair. Big eyes. Huge brain. Perfectly fun-sized. You’d never know it in real life, but she was fearless as a gladiator in bed. There’s a saying that “It’s the quiet ones you have to watch out for”. Whoever said that was spot on.
I could write chapters about how amazing we were sexually, one day I might do just that, but as for right now, time’s a ticking and there’s a bunch of stuff to be done yet today, so I’ll keep this short.
Back to L, we figured out that sharing is caring, and, after we’d broken the ice, we both had a real knack at writing super hot, ridiculously pornographic emails, pertaining to things like; 1) What we were going to do to each other next time we were together, 2) What I wanted to do to her that we hadn’t done as of yet, and 3) what SHE wanted me to do to her that she’d never had done before. A few things she mentioned – and the way she mentioned them just drove me fucking crazy. The woman was brave, inventive, fearless, and this was sexy as hell.
Anyway. She was a grad student working on her thesis for her masters degree. She lived on campus alone in an apartment for Grads, I was at my office about 40 mins away. Around 1000 AM we started texting each other (actually continuing from the night before), texts got hotter and hotter. More filthy than I could imagine. I was sitting with a huge hard on at my desk. All of a sudden, I got 2 pics texted to me. It was a close up of her shaved pussy, the first – her fingers splayed around her clit. I could see her lips glistening. The 2nd – it was another close up of her middle finger inserted inside her slick pussy. The caption only said “…RIGHT NOW””.
Jesus! I typed back- I wish I could taste you! I WISH I could hear you (she always moaned when my fingers slipped inside her, and she gave the hottest dirty talk when we were fucking – it was (and is) a huge turn-on for me).
As I sat at my desk (couldn’t get up and move for obvious reasons, a minute went by, then 2. Suddenly – another text. “Go somewhere private right now” she wrote. It was a nice spring morning, so I grabbed my phone and walked out side the building when my phone rang. It was her. Throatily, I answered the phone, and all I heard from the other end was “Oh fuck – Oh fuck – Oh Fuck – OH FUCK!!” She didn’t say hello, or any sort of greeting – she was fingering and playing with herself on speaker – super close to the edge – and had VERY thoughtfully called me for my (and her) pleasure. She was such a good girl.
She had me on speaker and I only said “I want to hear it”. It sounds strange, but she knew exactly what I wanted. So, with her phone on speaker, she lowered it right to her pussy, and I could her her fingers squelching in and out of her soaking cunt – her moaning and cursing in the background (she ALWAYS did that right before she came), then she pressed her phone even closer – RIGHT up to her cunt, and I heard in perfect clarity her fingers plunging in and out of her. The wet sounds, the muffled bumps of her phone hitting her pussy – knowing that she was unconsciously bucking her hips in the air – making contact with her phone. All of a sudden with a last “OH FUCK – Oh FUCK!” She came. A fucking thunderous orgasm. For over a minute I told her how fucking sexy she was, while she came down from that high. She brought her phone to her mouth, and very explicitly let me hear her licking off her fingers, moaning and breathing heavily as she did so. People – there’s very else little sexier than that.
The only thing she said to me during that entire phone episode was “I have to leave for a lab at 1200 – can you be here right away”?
I made up a forgotten doctor appointment to my co-workers, and was in the car about 90 seconds later tearing across town. When I arrived, She greeted me at the door wearing only a bathrobe, on a sunny, beautiful, Canadian Tuesday morning in the spring. What a great day that was.
I really miss times like those.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e8fd2x/my_phone_sex_with_the_ex_mf
Hot!! Thanks for posting!