Driving over the Bay Bridge I could hear the phone beeping, I glanced briefly at the incoming email while maneuvering through traffic. It was my NYC man, I could see he was sending me porn links.  I knew he was home in his lovely office chair stroking his cock, hoping to tempt me and join him in the pixelated cube that is our love life.

Of course at my current position, spanning the bridge, I certainly could not do that, so I opt for the old fashioned way, I hooked up the blue tooth and gave him a call. In a tease of voice I ask–
“are you there watching porn stroking your cock–you dirty mid day cock lover?”
The sound of his voice–the crackling, the heavyness of his breath I could tell he was already deeply into what he was doing, he was close to coming.
I began talking him back down a bit, so I could tease and prolong our fun. When I heard the sexuality in his voice, the thoughts of his cock hard in his hand made me insistent on wanting to hear him cum.

My pussy was vibrating from the hum of the VeeDub, sticking my hand down the front of my pants I told him how creamy wet my pussy was. I was surprised by just how wet I had become.

“I want you to cum for me, I wanna to hear you cum.”

I pulled my mini out my pocket vibe from the doors side pocket, turned it up high and shoved it between my lips. It made me wet panties a bit more. By the time I was to get to my appointment, I was sure to have a sizable wet spot.

“Are you stroking that cock for me, my needy cunt needs some of that cock bad.”

I tried to think of filthy things to say because phone sex can be such a disconnect.

“My pussy is fucking wet, I am gonna get in car accident. Can I get a ticket for this?”

You are moaning and breath heavy in my ear—makes my body sink into the car seat.

“Send me a picture of your hard rock. Fuck me, I need to pull over.”

My exit is close, when I am off the freeway, I quickly pull into a metered space just off of Telegraph Ave., it is populated, yet semi secluded at the same time.

My pussy is tingling, I wet a little more around the vibe and my finger. It could have been the driving the vibrations, jostling my insides, putting me in that I am probably going soak when I come state. I can feel my pussy clutching up, trying to clamp herself around my fingers. Such a needy fuck kitty.

My head spinning, I feel that familiar float, I’m so high.

“Cum for me, cum on my tits, in my mouth, cum cum for me just cum all over me.”

You growl and I can almost see  you, I twitch and hold my come back from the serious soaking release I wanted to have, and Instead I have a tight tight controlled pussy orgasm. My muscles twitch and jerk and the core of cunt twists and pulls and wants so much more.

Our combined jovial laughter follows, filling my little wagon. I love your laugh.

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