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if you'll just get here now and help me out! Oh do
come FUCK me! I'll make it worth your trip!"
    "I know you
will. But I'm a little indisposed at the moment." I tell her, delighting
in the fact that my "indisposition" consists only of my commando hard
dick tenting my loose sweats as I sit back here on my couch, teasing her…and
thoroughly enjoying it. 
    Taking care not
to totally give away my cool, I reach down and grab my cock, stroking it, and begin
giving her my commands. I've never had phone sex with her before, but let's see
just how far she'll go.
    "I'm going
to help you out of this little bind right now, and then I'll be over to see you
later and really take care of business. So what you are going to do
right now, is take that beautiful, manicured finger of yours, and reach down
into those sopping wet panties."
    "Oh, oooh.
Okay. I'm doing it."
    "Now, I
want you to dip your middle finger into your wet, hungry cunt. Not too far,
just a little way. How does that feel?"
    "Ooh! It…it
feels good," she says, panting. "Uh…but it's not enough. It's just a
tease! I need more!"
    "You can
have more," I chide. "Take that wet finger now and work it around
your clit.  You can use two fingers if you want. I know you like it like that.
Are you working your pearl, baby?" I'm barely able to keep control in my
voice as I continue to jerk myself off to her heavy breathing and self-manipulation;
but it's important that she knows who is calling the shots this go-round.
    "Yes."
Breath. Breath. Breath. "Ah yes I am. It feels really good. Oh but it just
makes me so hot!"
    "That's
okay. That's good. You're going to get yours, you slutty little thing. Now, I
want you to tell me: is it wet there? Are those pearly gates good and
wet?"
    "Uuuuuhhh
ahhh. Yes. Yes, it's so wet. I've just been thinking about you too much. I'm so
hot. So wet!"
    "Good. Now
I want you to keep working your clit with your thumb and put two fingers inside
you. Just as far as you want to go. Feel how close and hot it is. You can
tickle your touch hole if you want. I know a little attention to your ass can
get you going, too. Now—fuck it, baby. Fuck it."
    "Oh I'm
fucking it!  It feels good. Not like you, but good," she says, her
breathing coming harder by the minute. "But what about you? Don't you want
to play? Don't you want some of this? It's so warm and wet and good in here! I
know your dick would just love it! And I would sooo love your
dick!"
    Keeping control
of the situation I tell her, "Don't you worry about me. I'm just fine. You
just keep doing everything you are told to do. No Christmas presents for girls
who don't do what they're told."
    As I say it, I
keep jerking myself, harder and harder, squeezing hard from the head down, just
like entering a nice, tight, cunt and releasing the pressure just slightly as I
mimic my back-pull.
    "I'll do
what I'm told! I will!  I'm doing it!  Ooohhhhhhh!" she moans, "Ooohh
it feels so good. Oh!" and I can hear her bumbling with the phone, slight
noise and static as it's bumped and thumped in what sounds now like a pretty
serious steady rhythm.
    I start matching
her intensity with my own jerking off, and come close to spewing my load as I
listen to her on the other end, narrating her masturbation and moaning and
groaning.  I summon my last ounce of control just to ensure that I'm still the
boss, and I say to her, knowing she has to be close to spilling over,
"Now. Cum."
    On the other end
of the phone I hear a sharp intake of breath, a couple of hard, sexy grunts and
some hard knocking, like maybe her foot on the end of the sofa or something. 
Then she cries out those glorious cries that I used to be a master of, and now
am once again, for whatever time I choose.
    "OooooOOOooooohhhhhhh…..AHHHH! 
AH! Oh I'm coming, Nick! I'm coming! Oh, oh god! Oooooooooo…."
    My own cum
spurts all over my abdomen as her cries trail off and soften to quiet, whispery
moans and relaxing, heaving breathing. I'm breathing heavy myself,