We started texting after some back and forth online. Real texting. Not kik. Because I don’t see the point of app that replicated what my phone already does.
But when you have each other’s number that just adds an extra lair of temptation. When your cock is rock hard and you’re on the edge would you rather text about it…or listen?
It didn’t happen that often. At least not at first. He had to wait until his wife was out of the house. But then we’d start texting.
Sometimes he’d tell me how he fucked his wife. Or I’d tell him about the women and men I’d fucked lately. We’d talk about his fantasy of being cuckolded.
He’d talk about his wife panties. How he liked to stroke in them. How he’d love me to cum in them while he watched.
Sometimes he’d admit he was curious about sucking cock. Or being taken by a man.
The calls were never that long. We weren’t looking to become pals. We both had a need. There was an urgent intensity. Within a few minutes we were jacking off and cumming together. After that we’d quickly get off the phone until next time.