Fantasy Lover - Pt 1

I remembered what we did last night, or was it today, god, you were so hot, it was unbelievable. The sound of your sexy voice drove me over the edge, again and again, if only you know how many times I came as I talked you.

It was the thought of you bare before me, the next time we talk that has me hard as I sit here typing this. My god, I can’t wait for you to get that webcam, if you are more beautiful than your pictures, I think that I shall come all over the monitor, help me please?

Your sweet smile, your full breasts, the sound of your voice as you catch your breath, as you are coming for the umpteenth time, all I could hear in my ears was you coming, again and again. You whimpered as you came, your fingers stroking your pussy, faster and faster, as I pulled my cock, harder and harder. You watched me as I came for you, the look on my face as my nostrils flaring as I came, come spurting from my hard cock. God, I wish that I could have seen you in the throes of your passion, I really do.

Do you remember this from last night?

You sat there on your bed, as we talked, with your hand gently caressing your breasts, rubbing your nipples through your tee shirt, feeling your nipples harden as I talked, so I said to take your shirt off, and you did slowly, pulling it off. This left you in your lacy bra, which I said to leave on.

I was telling you how I felt about you, what I wanted to do to you and you moaned as you caressed your breasts, then I told you to do something else, didn’t I?

I told you to stand up and take off your pants, leaving you in your bra and panties, then to sit back on the bed with your headphones on, and to talk to me, so you did as I asked.

You were watching your monitor, seeing my webcam view in front of you, as I stood up slowly, and took my headset off. I reached down to grab my shirt, and then lifted it over my head, tossing it to the side casually, as I put my headset on again. You sounded so hot, as you teased your nipples, watching me, then your breath quickened, as I heard you whimper as you started to come, for the first time, as I flex my muscles in front of you.

Still watching me, you look, as I push my shorts down my hips slowly, waiting for your reaction, and I hear it as your breath quickens, as you slip your fingers inside your panties, over your waxed mound, and down onto your pussy, where you rub your finger, up and down your slit, covering your finger in your own juices.

Then I tell you to take off your bra first, and your panties, and I hear you rustling, and your breathing heavy, as you undo it, and you put them on the bed, after taking them off. I ask you how wet you are, so you told me you could show me, as you took your microphone off, and put it on your stomach, as you stroked your pussy, and I listened as the sounds of your wet finger , sliding in and out of your pussy, then you put another inside, and the sound of your masturbating made me harder, so hard, that I stood up in view of you, and took my boxers off, as my hard cock stood out for you to see.

Slowly, I took my cock in my hand, and stroked it slowly, up and down the shaft, pausing at the head, to squeeze it slowly, to push the pre-come up, till it beaded on the tip of my cock. I wish you were here to take me in your mouth, so I sit down, and adjust the webcam for you so you can see me masturbating for you……….

You whimpered, as you clenched your pussy walls on your fingers, as I pulled my cock slowly, for you to see, sitting there listening as you came online for someone else for the first time. Your moans catch me by surprise as you come, again and again, your sounds of your orgasms spilling over to me, so much that I have to slow down before I spurt all over everything.

I tell what I want you to do, and you agree, so you lay there, and tell me what you can see near you. You tell me that there is a hair brush beside your bed, on the bedside table. I tell you to pick it up and describe it for me. It is a round plastic handle, with small beads comprising the handgrip on the handle, and it is about an inch and a quarter in diameter. The head of the brush has small plastic beads on the end of the brushes, so I ask you to pick it up, and you do so.

You tell me you are lying there, on the bed with your knees up slightly, and parted so you have access to your pussy. This turns me on, so I tell you to take the hairbrush in your hand, and you do so willingly, and to turn it over as if you were going to brush your hair. This you do as I also tell you to spread your legs out on the bed, wider, and I hear you moving to do so.

Adjusting the webcam, I tell you to look at me. You look at me, as I ask you to run the hairbrush over your breasts, slowly. I can hear your moans as the small beads travel over your breasts, and you tell me that your nipples are hardening from the touch of the hairbrush, so I instruct you to not touch your pussy yet, and to run the hairbrush, over your nipples, again and again. Yours moans intensify as you feel a fire in the pit of your stomach; still I will not let you attend to your needs. There is more that I want you to do yet.

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