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Release
Hanging up with you on the phone I find my mind trailing off into the foggy depths of my imagination. Your face teaters on the edge of my
vision, slowly filling the span of my mind's eye. I wander back to the conversation that we had just finished, your smooth voice drawing
white hot embers of happiness across my face.
I can remember your almost-whisper as you taunted me further into the ecstasy of my soul. "Are you naked?"
"um . . no"
"Then quickly correct that, my dear" you commanded with the clarity and strength of your sweet voice.
Returning to the phone i found you awaiting me. "Now, are you naked?"
"Yes."
"Good. Now, I want you to close your eyes." Closing my eyes I heard her moan into the phone as she continued her oral tease.
"Now I want you to gently run the back of your hand up and down your shaft. Do not stroke it, just long slow movements."
Doing as I was told, her soothing hum caressed my ears, like a sweet lullaby relaxing me and contrasting with the continual stimulation to
my cock. I could feel a steady tingle building inside my groin as her lullaby smoothly transformed into a soft moan, like a cat's purr.
"Now I want you to rest the phone against your neck and shoulder, you will need both hands for the rest of this. Taking your cock firmly in
hand I want you to slowly stroke it, starting at the tip of the head and ending at the base. With your other hand I want you to squeeze and
fondle your balls. Imagine that it is me, stroking your manhood and toying with your nutsack."
Again she returned to the soft moan, escelating into periodic whines, as she played with herself on the other end of the line.
As my fingers swept up and down the underside of my shaft, my other hand playfully rolling my balls around in the palm of my hand, I felt
the gentle stir of semen building in the depth of my sex.
By now her soft purring had become a series of fluctuating screams and whails as she neared her own orgasm.
I grunted into the phone, continuing to stroke even though the pressure were building to an almost unbearable level.
"Don't you cum yet? You know the rules. Not until I have first. And keep up the stroke."
I sighed almost breathlessly into the reciever as I shuddered against the pressure that was rapidly approaching pain in the pit of my
stomach. Finally I heard her bellow into my ear as she climaxed in the peace of her own home, laughing with a deep chuckle as satisfied
herself.
"You may cum now, my dear."
Holding tightly onto my shaft I clenched my teeth tightly as my dick erupted like a geyser, spraying my stomach and legs with my seed as
the pressure released, the effort of it draining me deeply.
Whiping the sweat from my brow with the back of my other hand I laughed deeply into the phone.
"Good night my sweet prince. Pleasant dreams."
"Pleasant dreams indeed, my sweet. Good night."
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