I had the chance to engage in some day off naughty phone fun. Phone sex is not something I engage in on a regular basis, I am, strangely- a woman of few words and when having sex I am more on the quiet side, not screamer or heavy moaner, but a panter, releaser of soft base growls, I whimper, and I am not a huge talker in general. I can spew forth on paper, but sometimes, when it comes to speaking about how I am want to suck your cock, or what I want you to do to my pussy–I clam up. A slight shy streak. Lucky for me my playmate took over.

It was a long affair, we were on the phone for over an hour. There where directives and motives to be followed. It was perfect, because sometimes–I love to be told what to do. In fact, last week–I was contemplating placing an ad on Craig’s List to find me a frisky task master. You know someone who will email or text message me throughout the day with naughty tasks to carry out–all while dually serving as the upstanding library girl I am, but who just under those panties is a raging, insatiable pussy. Anyway–CL ad diverted,thankfully,–didn’t need to add that addiction to my plate this week (those fucking addictions always want to pop up when I have an over abundance of things to deal with).

This was our first phone conversation, smooth, easy enough–banter, which I love. Then the directions began. He instructs me to get, my–vibrator, magic bullet, butt plug, nipple clamps and camera. Wow, now that is a shopping list. I am already slick, my cunt could cum before we even start. Climbing in bed I set the phone to speaker and strip down, sliding under the covers. He instructs me to put the clamps on. I put one clamp on–breath–the second clamp. “Tighten them.” I do. Ouch, I do not wear them too often, it is painful for me.

Verbal naughty cues, “rub your pussy–is it wet, are your wearing panties? Go get some panties and put them on, I want you to rub that slit through your panties. “ I do, picking a nice autumn green lace pair, pulling them up over my round rump and then jump back in bed. “Tighten the clips.” I do. “Now rub your lips, your wet little pussy–make those panties wet for me.” I do, very wet.

“Take them off.” I do. “Good, start pushing them inside yourself.” What!, I am surprised, if I knew this was the plan I would have grabbed a tiny thong. It was quite difficult, but I did it, my inside was now full of items that belong on the outside, stuffed full of autumn green lace. “Rub your pussy and get yourself soaking wet.” I do, surprisingly enough, even with all that fabric absorbing from the inside. “Slide a wet finger from your pussy slick to your ass–now two–keep rubbing your pussy.” I do. The fingers in my tight little star make me want to cum I can’t help myself. In a strong wave of push and pull–one hand caressing my stuffed pussy and the other with two fingers slid into my tightest space; my flesh contracting clamping around them, the sounds emanating prove my loss of control and the entry into the abstract, I come.

Disembarking from the stars of coming, I think wow a little quick, but good first phone sex call, but we’re not done yet. You tell me to to get the vibrator out–”turn it on, put one inch inside your cunt, and your finger back in your ass. Now fuck yourself, but don’t fill yourself.” I think how could I be filled with these panties lodged inside me. “Now two inches.” No way, not possible, my cunt is so full, there is no way I can fit my big blue dildo in. Two inches are now in. I pull those inches all the way out then back in, with each entry a little bit further into the depths of my sex core. “Deeper, pull it in and out, nice long strokes, fuck yourself like it’s my cock i, like I would–slow long drives.” I do. Soon enough big blue is filling me, my wrist and hand driving in the long strokes, it becomes a mix of pain and ‘damn that feels good’ pleasure. “Harder, fuck your pussy, like it’s cock, like it’s my cock.” The vibration of the dildo and the pounding make me come again in a matter of minutes. It is one of those headache comes, where my brain feels like it full of a throbbing ache, that will only subside when I come. My cunt begins to clinch and pull with each thrust, she wants to seize the cock, the panties have been pushed deep against my cervix. The ridges on big blue rub the walls of flesh inside me, one last pull and thrust back in–and my cunt takes over. As I come, the clinch of my pussy is like a vice and all the pain in my brain throbs, a wave travels from the junction between my legs up my spine, exploding in my brain- then released out from the top of my head, my tensed body slowly uncoils and releases. The sex tension head-ached mind is now swimming in dopamine.

“Pull that vibrator out of your pussy–you sexy bitch.” Of course the kitty doesn’t want let go, as I pull–my cunt does too, I try to relax my lower half, try pushing it out with my muscles, but my pussy with her mind of her own, thinks she found a cock, silly pussy. Finally it comes out, along with a trail of wet slick from inside me. “Now slide the tip of the wet dildo in your ass.” What! more, I am done, I came twice, but I do it. My ass is tight, this cock is hard and rigid, I have never had it in my ass. Being all sexed up though makes it relatively easy. I use the juice from my pussy as a my lubricant, slowly working the tip in. “Slowly feel it, work it around your ass, slowly, a little deeper each time.” I do, it feel so good. “Rub your pussy.” I already was, she gets so wet and full when something enters my ass. Instant girl gloss coats my fingertips. The sounds I now make are guttural, just what you would expect from a quiet girl getting fucked in the ass. Big blue is half way in and my pussy is loving every minute of it. Just like the last time I had anal sex, my cunt responds favorably, dripping, even while being stuffed with lace. The dildo is all the way in, my ass is being fucked, the vibrations feel like a deep rumbling from my center of gravity. Pussy soaking. “Get up on all fours and sit back on like you are riding my cock, sit on my cock.” I do. Another first, I am riding a dildo in my ass, imagining I am sitting on your lap riding your solid cock, I begin to grind and ride–trying to feel your strong thighs connected to mine, your cock buried deep into me.

“Ok Sexy bitch, Lay back down.” I do.

“Take the clamp off your tit and clip it to your clit.” I have never done that before either–I loosen the clamp and rouse my little pearl up and pinch it between the clamp and slowly, slowly release it. Oh my god! It feels so amazing, a sharp pain at first, but then total sensation fills my body, like my little button is the essence of everything else radiating from my body. “Good girl, okay now take your bullet vibe and rub it on your clit.” I now have the dildo in my tightest space, the clamp on my clit and begin to rub the bullet on it. It is like a wave of electricity courses through my entire body, everything clinches and releases all at once. I instantly soak all over myself, all over my bed, deep from within my liquid pours out, and I have the longest–slowest–sweetest come. There is a point when I come like this, that I almost stop myself, but then let it go and when it takes over the release is beyond just fluid, it pours out from my pussy in liquid form, but it’s a release of everything. Rational has absolutely no place on this plane of existence. I let go, and let go, and let go. Sweet release.

The final directive; “Get your camera, I want pictures of you pulling those soaking panties out of your cunt. Then get a baggie, put the panties in, take out all the air–then mail them to me.” Oh you naughty man. We let each other go, I get myself together and perform my last tasks. The panties are deep inside me, I snap the camera many times as I slowly pull them out, it is the image of green autumn against my backdrop of pink red pussy. I stand up and shake my head at my big wet spot, then take picture of it too.