This morning as I was on my way out to church, my phone rang.  I said “hello” a few times, but all I got was heavy breathing in return.  So I figured why not?  he’s obviously enjoying himself, why can’t I?    I began to tell him that I was wearing my Sunday finest as I slipped my skirt off, leaving myself  free to play with my tingling pussy in my crotchless stockings.

As I began to finger myself, not only did my breathing get harder, but so did my nameless callers!  My fingers slid in and out of my wet pussy as I pleasured myself and described in detail what I was doing to my throbbing clitoris to my new phone sex partner.  Panting harder, I reached for my ever ready dildo and slid its wide girth into my soaking wet,hot and ready pussy. l told him it was his fat hard cock slipping in and out of my cunt, as I began to moan and writhe and fuck myself harder and faster.

As I began to climax, so did my heavy breather – “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” I breathed into the phone as our cries of ecstasy peaked at the same time.  I could hear his groans of pleasure in between mine, so I knew he had shot his load all over somewhere at the other end of the line.  After a few minutes of almost silence, my anonymous phone sex partner whispered “thank you” and hung up.  I guess that was one crank call he won’t soon forget!

Later in the day I found myself thinking of my phone sex and getting wet all over again.  I wonder if he’ll call again next Sunday?  I might like that…

xoxoxxox0x  Desirae