Phone Fucking in the Car is Dangerously Erotic!
One of my favorite and most adored phone fucking clients is Mike, a very busy professional who travels quite a bit. He loves his wife and is faithful to her… he just likes to have a little plaything (me) on the other end of the phone to relieve certain needs that are unattended at home.
Early one morning, about 1 a.m. I received an email from Mike telling me that he was getting ready for a business trip and wanted some quick phone loving before he left for the airport. I responded right away and told him I would be ready for him any time. I waited and waited and was about to give up on Mike when my phone rang, after about thirty minutes. Mike was in his car (safely using his hands-free device) and told me he was sorry, he left his house much later than planned and just wanted to let me know he would connect with me once he returned from his trip. He sounded pretty stressed out.
“Calm down, baby,” I said to him soothingly, “you’re in the car, you’re on your way to the airport, you’ll make it on time… just relax.”
“Okay,” I heard him take a deep breath. “Relaxing.”
“Good. Why don’t I keep you company on your way to the airport?” I offered. He gratefully accepted. We talked about his trip and what he would be doing while in Florida and listening to his voice and his sexy East Coast accent, started to have a very strong effect on me. While he talked about his early morning meetings and golf with the clients, I slipped my hand into my panties and started to rub my clit ever so gently. Mike’s voice turns me on and hearing him in obvious need of a stress reliever was too much for me. I interrupted his not so interesting discussion about the weather in Florida to start phone fucking him.
“Touch your cock for me, Mike.” I commanded.
“Huh? Do what?” he said.
“Touch your cock for me… better yet, take it out of your pants.”
“Now?” he didn’t sound resistant. He sounded aroused.
“Yes, baby… take it out. Let’s play with it.”
I heard him working his pants, unzipping and fumbling.
“Baby, be careful. Don’t you want to pull over?”
“No, I’m fine.” he assured me, “I often do conference calls while I’m driving.”
“Yeah but not with your cock in your hand.” we laughed. He assured me he would be fine. .
He pulled his cock out and as he drove along the highway en route to the airport, I told him how wet my pussy was and how I was playing with it while he talked to me about golfing in Florida. I told him how much I wanted to stroke his stiff cock, pulling and twisting his lovely thick meat stick. He moaned as we talked and I could hear his breath quicken. I want his cock so bad, I want to take it in my mouth and nibble gently on his velvety mushroom tip while my tongue moves in quick circles around it, sliding my mouth down the shaft and back up again. I want to hold his balls in my hand as I slurp all over his stiff dick and I want to slide my finger just inside his ass as I taste the precum dripping on my tongue. I want to push my finger in deeper and bob my head up and down, side to side, faster and faster until I feel his body stiffen just before he releases his milky cum in quick bursts straight into my mouth and down my throat.
Mike sounds so good when he cums, he moans and grunts and he calls out my name which sends me into my own frenzied orgasm.
“Oh my god! Ohhhh, Sabrinaaaaaa…..Sabrinaaaaaa…. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccckkkk!”
We shared an explosive orgasm together and each took a minute to compose ourselves.
“Baby, that was so good and just what I needed today.” he said. “But I have a very large cum stain on my pants now.”
Ah, well. That’s the price you pay for phone fucking and getting dirty with your plaything in the car! Bon Voyage, Mike. Love ya!
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