The Phone Call: Again

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Recap: (Read The Phone Call first please!) “Take my love, take my land, take me where I cannot stand I don’t care, I’m still free, you can’t take the sky from me.” She looked at the caller i.d., picked up the phone, put it on speakerphone and answered. “Hey Jon! What’s up?” “Are you panting right now?” “Um…” “What were you doing?” “Running.” Samantha realized she needed to explain herself. That or find some excuse that didn’t sound like bull crap.  “I think you were masturbating!” The sound that smacked Jon across the face was a shriek of disbelief and shock. Probably mixed with some amazement at the accuracy of Jon’s guess. “You were!!” Jon was, to put it mildly, reaaallyyy desperate for Sammy to admit such an act. Little known to Samantha was the fact that Jon had been yearning for a chance to enjoy an hour or two with Samantha. “Maybe,” Samantha whispered, “but you can’t tell anyone!” Her voice reached a shrill note with the last statement. “So,” Jon’s awkward voice came into full throated being, “are you still, um…” His voice trailed off as it steadily grew huskier. “Am I still what?” “Masturbating?” “Um, no. Not right now.” Samantha’s voice grew strained. Almost as if she needed a glass of water to wet her whistle. That is probably explained by the sudden awareness of her semi nakedness. That and the large pool of cum that sat between, on, and around her sensuous legs.  “So you’re still…” Once again, Jon’s awkwardness reached a newfound level of silence. “Still what?” Sammy’s uncomfortableness snuck through her voice. “Wet?” “Um. Jon, are you sure you want to know? Sex hikayeleri Okay, let me rephrase that. Are you sure you want to end up going down this road after these few minutes?” Jon took some time to think. He thought long and hard. Especially about the hard. He really did like Sam. He appreciated her humour, her looks, and her friendship. But damn if he wasn’t hornier than a large rhinoceros.  As Jon took some time to think, Sammy continued to hold her breath, giving Jon the space to think it through. But as she sat, her wetness continued to increase as she thought about her own answer to her question. She realized that she wanted to take Jon inside of her. To feel him throb and thrust into her. But what she desired more than anything was Jon’s love. She felt a deep desire to be holding his hand and watching him talk his tongue to soreness. She wanted his companionship. And she knew, or at least should have known, that he couldn’t give it. He had his body, but he couldn’t give his love. Not now. He was too young. So she chose to focus on the here and now. She decided that if Jon wanted to eat her out and bring her to the biggest orgasm she’d ever had, she would say yes. Even if it meant tearing her heart into pieces once more. She chose such pain, because it meant she would have a section of his heart, even if it was a mere splinter. Meanwhile, Jon realized he did want to be with Sammy, even if it meant entrapping his passion in a way that would hurt both of them. Damn if he wasn’t horny. “Sammy? You there?” “Of course. So…” “Are you still wet?” Her laugh Sikiş hikayeleri tittered out of her in an excitable fashion. A beat filled the silence, but when her voice spoke, it was with a measure of confidence. “There’s a pool of cum sitting in my lap,” as she spoke, she took her t-shirt and pants completely off, “Because I am now completely naked. Sitting in my chair, looking at a computer screen filled with the image of a woman being pounded by a man who very well might have a nine inch dick.” “Holy shit!” Jon gasped out. “Wanna join me in a little bit of fun?” Samantha murmured.  “Like, come over and…?” “No. Not now. We can wait on that,” Sam interrupted. “Well, I have an idea. Wanna do some reading?” “Well, I’ve already finished Marly and Me, sooo…” Jon’s deep laughter made Sam’s phone buzz. “I was thinking of reading something a little more naughty than that. Have you ever heard of Lush Stories?” Jon inquired. “Nooo.” Sammy replied. “Go to this URL. As Jon guided Sam to the site, he slipped the button on his shorts so that his now solidified manhood could have a little freedom from the constraints of his shorts. His hand gripped himself and slowly but firmly massaged his flesh. His breathing deepened, slowly but surely. “At the top of the page,” instructed Jon, “is a red bar. Go to search, then members, then type in katie1984. Her stories are really well written and holy crap are they good.” “I see it. Oh my.” She said with a shocked tone of voice. “Which story?” “One of my favorites is the one titled The Dishwasher. Wanna read it?” “Sure.” Erotik hikaye “First… I’m just wondering, are you going to masturbate?” “Well, I already did.” She tittered. “Because I’m going to.” The huskiness of Jon’s voice had reappeared. “Oh.” Samantha’s voice took a surprised yet pleased tone. “I think I will.” “Reaallyy? Sweet. Let’s read!” Jon’s voice swept upwards in a spirit of lust and excitement. As the pair read, they frequently checked in on how far they each had gotten. “Damn.” Sam whispered, as she read of the orgasm that occurred within the story. Her hand crept back to her already wet core and started to massage her thighs. Her other hand pressed into her chest and drifted lazily around her areola, causing the nipple to harden and as it did, she pinched it, causing a flash of pleasure to spin its way down to her core. “What are you doing right now?” “Reading. You?”  “I meant…” “I know what you meant!” Sam had always enjoyed torturing Jon. Just a tad. She remembered a time, a while ago, when Sam had only been recently introduced to the world of sex and other enthralling subjects. The year before… “Wanna go on a picnic Sammy?” said Jon. “Why not? We could always fool around.” Samantha hadn’t learned how to be tactful yet. “Dang girl! I’ll bring the food and drinks. You… don’t wear a bra. Or panties.” His smile played across his face with lightning speed. “Hahaha. I sure won’t.” After they met at the park and ate some food, they realized that their hormones were about to play a nasty trick on them. Jon looked at Samantha and smiled a slow smile. His lopsided grin widened, and he leaned over the blanket to reach his sweetheart’s lips. Their kiss spread like wildfire, causing both sets of lungs to almost hyperventilate. Jon pulled Sam closer and eventually broke apart for a moment to settle their scampering hearts.

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