A Sexy Phone Call
The only thing I love more than making love with my wife, is masturbating with her. We tried this a while back, and it has become a fun and creative method to our sex life we both look forward to when I'm away on business. Tonight there I was in a hotel room all by my lonesome. I had been thinking about my sexy wife all day long as I sat in extended meetings with my California based client. But now I was in bed as I looked over at the clock on the nightstand and it read '10:34'. I immediately pictured my wife sitting at home on our couch, curled up with her book of the week. I saw those bare feet tucked up close to her butt. Something in that image stirred my manhood under the hotel bed covers. Surprisingly, my cell phone starting ringing. I knew who it was at that time of night, but wasn't expecting her surprise. "Hello, Babe", I said. "I was just thinking about you actually." "Are you naked yet?", the reply came over the line low and seductive. I smiled in spite of myself. "As a matter of fact I am." I replied honestly. Then I wondered if she was just teasing and really didn't expect me to be. "And are you lying in that big hotel bed nice and horny, dear?" My wife asked seductively, obviously not disturbed by my honesty. "I always am when I hear you talk like that." I tried to put how much I missed her into my voice. "I wish I was there right now," she whispered back. "I would make you very horny." "So then tell me, are you still dressed? Are you touching yourself?" I asked. "No to the first question and yes to the second." Came her reply. "I just thought you could use a little assistance while you played with yourself. I miss you to night," my wife said. I felt a shiver run the length of my body. How did my loving wife know me so well? It's as if she had a camera on my room or something. "I enjoy the thought of you being unable to stop fantasizing about me." She said and giggled. "And how about you, do you have your toy with you too?" I asked. "I do." she replied. "I'm holding him now." Then I immediately heard a faint click and then a growing buzzing sound. "Mmmmm," I smiled broadly and felt my cock twitch again under the covers. "I want to hear how you feel, every moan, every gasp", I said. "Please don't be quiet. I want to hear it all." There was a pause as I felt myself growing more excited. "I think I can make that happen," she replied. I grinned big time! I just knew she had to hear my loud smile over the phone and knew I was exploring her nude body in my mind. "I'm ready," she replied. I started speaking back to her, "I want you to imagine I'm in the room with you. I don't get to touch you... not this time. I just get to watch you please yourself, knowing that you're thinking about me." "Okay!" she said. Are you trying to work me into a frenzy right off the bat?" "That's exactly my intention. Now, are you picturing me in the room, sitting at the foot of our bed?" "Oh yea," she replied. "I have a very clear mental picture of you." "Good." I was breathing harder now and having to gather myself to go on. "Now, you don't get to play with your toy, not yet. First, while you're staring at me, I want you to run your hands over your body." "Okay. I'm following your directions, clearly picturing you at the foot of our bed. I'm running my fingernails over my bare stomach. Mmmmmm." "That just caused me to shiver," she said. "Now I'm moving my hands higher, gently caressing under my breasts." "You're getting ahead of me dear. But keep going. Run your nails over your nipples, too." I abruptly heard this very audible gasp. "Ahhhhh..." "That just made them harden and spring to life." "You sound as if you are really enjoying this." "My nipples," she replied as if not hearing my last remark, "they are extremely sensitive right now." "Mmmmm...I want to see that, uh, I mean, yes, I can see that." I caught myself trying to stay in the moment for her. "Your tits are so beautiful. Your nipples are so large and firm. I want you to take one and twist it lightly between your fingers." "Ohhhh" she cried out. "It feels so good, they're getting rock hard in my hands." "Yes, I know. Now, move your hands lower, past your stomach. Run them over your thighs. Now, I want you to spread your legs wide for me. Remember, I'm right there, at the foot of your bed, and I want to see and hear everything. Show yourself to me. Tell me what I'm seeing." "I can't believe I'm doing this...but...I'm lying on my back and my nipples are hard as rocks. I have my legs spread apart and they're trembling. You have me so excited and wet, I can hardly stand it. My hands travel around my body and it feels so very good." "Good. Now, I want to see more. With your one hand, reach down and spread yourself open for me slightly." I threw the covers back and in seconds my cock was fully hard, bobbing gently up and down off my stomach with each beat of my heart. I became very focused on listening to my wife's breathing and gauging how deeply she was getting into all this. "Are you excited too", she asked coyly" "How can you even ask that? I have a mental picture of you, lying on our bed naked, holding yourself open for me. I'm hard as a rock. Are you still touching yourself honey?" "Yes, I am, and I'm rubbing my clit because you have me so turned on." "Good. I knew you would be. How does it feel? , I said back to her. I was so turned on I felt like I could cum at any moment. "I'm very wet," she purred into the phone half in a moaning state. "Describe for me what you are doing honey, stroke your cock for me."
I was totally, mentally visualizing my wife's fingers tracing softly around her pussy and clit. My wife spoke again, "I am running the tips of my fingers upwards now, lightly touching my pussy lips, rubbing back and forth up to my clit. It feels sooo good! " "Nice. Don't stop talking sweetie. Tell me everything your naughty hand is doing." "Now, I am running one finger up my slit." As she said the word 'slit', I groaned softly. I probably should have told her I had so many images in my mind both from listening to her voice and now having grabbed my hard-on fully in my hand. "Yes. I am lying next to you on the bed. I can look at you while your hand is doing its work." I told her. "Don't stop talking to me sweetie." "Now I am running my finger up and down between my lips and..." "Are you getting close baby, I'm almost there! This feel so good," she said out slightly of breath. "Yes I am," I said back. "I'm so close. I want to hear your vibrator in action. Go ahead and start pleasuring yourself with it honey." "Oh yes." she replied. "I am picturing you watching me at the foot of the bed and it almost has me there by just the thought. Mmmm! I'm looking at myself in the mirror here. I have my legs drawn up and I'm holding myself wide open for you. I've pulled back the sheets on the bed fully, so there's nothing to obstruct your view." she whispered. "Like that?" "Yes, I can see you clearly honey. That's so sexy! Keep working your vibrator on your clit. Imagine me stroking myself as I watch. I love the sight of you pleasing yourself!" At this point I wanted to crawl through that phone to my wife, but instead I settled for visualizing her in my mind as I continue to get closer to cumming with every stroke . I then heard her moan again softly. "You sound like you really like that. Now, I want you to turn the power up on your little toy and really start working your clit. Remember, I want to hear everything." I was savoring the feeling of her being under my control. I could picture her holding the vibrator tightly, manipulating it over her body. She couldn't keep quiet, moaning softly at first and then growing progressively louder over the phone. "I don't know how much more I can take," I said. I could here the incessant erotic buzz in the background.
"You have me almost there babe," she said breathing hard. "I am visualizing you walking over to me and turning me over. I need you inside of me now", she said speaking louder. "It's time," I said. "Do yourself hard for me...do it...do it faster..." I continued listening to her moan louder and louder. "Oh, oh yes.... right there!" Her breathing came in gasps. I saw in my mind how her hips thrust up to meet the vibrator, slamming it deep into herself. Her moans turned into near screams. While she slipped her vibrator inside herself, I wrapped my hand around my tall shaft and gave it a couple of strong tugs. It felt great to move my hand up and down. "I wish it was your cock right now, instead of my fingers in me," she spoke to me. I was truly imagining I was stroking myself inside my lovely wife. I nearly lost it right then, both from wanting to laugh aloud at our mutually consistent thoughts and needing to cum so badly at feeling I really was inside her wonderfully wet and hot pussy. "Don't stop baby." She almost screamed into the receiver. "I wish you could see..." "Oh dear, I wish you could see," my voice rose as my hips lifted off the hotel bed sheet. "I want to cum so much." "Oh..." Then a heavy sigh and..."I am cumming, Ohh!" Her voice got loud through the receiver, and I knew she was there. At that very moment I too let out a gasp and within a few seconds we were both in full climax together on the phone. It was almost as if we were in the act of lovemaking in person. It could not have been timed any better. "I could hear her cheering for me as I released, which was even more sexy. I needed to cum so badly. I cupped my balls and wrapped my hand firmly around my shaft and began stroking for all I was worth. My own orgasm soon took me over and my hips were shaking and bouncing up and down on the bed. I was moaning with the sexual frenzy that only our two bodies together usually created within me. I felt my wife with me... Wow! My back arched, my hips raised upwards above the bed, my body was supported only by my feet and my head. My thighs clenched together trapping my balls as my cock released a long sought ecstasy. I finally collapsed back down on the hotel bed, not able to breath for a few seconds. It took me another minute to calm down enough to realize I had dropped the phone. The only sounds I heard now were faint whimpers of pleasure coming over the line. I picked it up and shared my own heavy breathy sounds. "Are you there?" I asked. "I'm here," the partnered breathy voice responded. "That was amazing to listen to." I said. "Mmm," my wife moaned back lightly, sounding very content. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. It was amazing for me, too."
"That was totally erotic," I said nearly laughing. "Feel better?" she asked. "I can't wait for you to get home so we can make that scene a reality." I sunk down in the king-sized bed and said, "I miss you. Two more days and I'll be back. I promise we will do this in person. Sounds so good! Thank you for making me feel so good. I'm glad we have such an openness to do this together. So much better than alone. I love you babe! See you soon." We hung up and both treasured our intimate time together.
