her throat.
“Oh yeah, Serendipity, baby, suck me. Fuck you have a great voice. It’s like I can feel the warmth of your mouth. Play with your clit, but don’t come until I give you permission, and no vibrators tonight. Just your fingers.”
A moan of disappointment escaped her mouth before she could stop it. She’d been looking forward to feeling the vibrator, but she would follow his instructions simply because he made her hotter than any of her customers ever had.
She was glad that he ignored her whine as she continued to suck and lick him, describing every inch and perceived vein that she ran across. When she heard his breathing pick up and his whispered, “Fuck yeah, more, more,” she knew he was close.
“Come inside me, let me taste all of it, warm and wet and delicious. Oh Mr. X, you have the most fantastic cock. Fill me, let me drink all of it.”
“Fuck yeah! Come, baby…with… ahhhhh .”
Serendipity pinched her clit, her orgasm exploding, pushed higher by Mr. X’s sounds of pure ecstasy. Her body pulsed and her pussy begged to be filled , but she obeyed his orders and left her vibrator in the off position.
“Oh baby, that was fucking incredible. I thought my balls were going to explode”
A feeling of pure satisfaction, unlike any sexual gratification she’d ever felt, raced through her. This man was addicting, and it could turn out to be a bad thing if she wasn’t careful. But then again, what was the harm? A cyber relationship could prove to be more fun than she’d ever had with real men, if the last two nights were any indication.
She mentally head slapped herself. Mr. X was a real man. She may not know what he looked like, but she knew he was a lawyer, and that he lived in
California
. If he were like any lawyer that she knew, he wouldn’t settle for a cyber sex buddy for long. He would either (a) grow tired of her, or (b) want to push things to another level.
From the way he was asking about her private life and trying to find out where she lived she voted for option b. What would she tell him if he did that? “I’m sorry but I just can’t?” Her mind might say it, but her body never would; not after the way he’d made her hum two nights in a row.
“Are you still with me?”
“Yes, Mr. X, I’m still here.”
“Your bonds are off now. Lie on your back, legs spread.”
The man was insatiable. He’d just had an orgasm and he was ready to play some more. He was going to wear her out.
“Now, you don’t have to tell me your name, or what city you live in, but I want to know something about you, Serendipity, something that will make you real.”
She laughed softly as she settled herself on the bed. “I hate lima beans.”
“So do I .” She heard him settle himself on the bed, then sigh. “And I can’t stand peas.”
“But I love brussel sprouts,” she said, knowing that would probably set him off. Most people gave her a horrified look when she said that.
“Excuse me?” She imagined him sitting up in his bed and staring at the phone in utter shock. “I just got a blowjob from a woman who likes brussel sprouts?”
She laughed at his disbelief. “Yes, you did. Yummy!”
“Are you hiding any other horrible secrets, like you’re really a man?”
“Only on Tuesdays and Thursdays,” Fallon said. Serendipity was gone now, faded into the background.
“Thank God,” Mr. X replied. “For a minute there I was really worried it was going to be Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays.”
They both dissolved into laughter and Fallon hugged herself. He could ask her just about anything and she’d tell him, breaking every rule she’d agreed to when she’d taken this job. But frankly, she didn’t care. They had another hour and a half, and right now she’d answered impart her innermost secrets to this man.
Chapter Six
Last night she’d done something she’d never done before, and she knew she shouldn’t have, but discovering that Mr. X
“Oh yeah, Serendipity, baby, suck me. Fuck you have a great voice. It’s like I can feel the warmth of your mouth. Play with your clit, but don’t come until I give you permission, and no vibrators tonight. Just your fingers.”
A moan of disappointment escaped her mouth before she could stop it. She’d been looking forward to feeling the vibrator, but she would follow his instructions simply because he made her hotter than any of her customers ever had.
She was glad that he ignored her whine as she continued to suck and lick him, describing every inch and perceived vein that she ran across. When she heard his breathing pick up and his whispered, “Fuck yeah, more, more,” she knew he was close.
“Come inside me, let me taste all of it, warm and wet and delicious. Oh Mr. X, you have the most fantastic cock. Fill me, let me drink all of it.”
“Fuck yeah! Come, baby…with… ahhhhh .”
Serendipity pinched her clit, her orgasm exploding, pushed higher by Mr. X’s sounds of pure ecstasy. Her body pulsed and her pussy begged to be filled , but she obeyed his orders and left her vibrator in the off position.
“Oh baby, that was fucking incredible. I thought my balls were going to explode”
A feeling of pure satisfaction, unlike any sexual gratification she’d ever felt, raced through her. This man was addicting, and it could turn out to be a bad thing if she wasn’t careful. But then again, what was the harm? A cyber relationship could prove to be more fun than she’d ever had with real men, if the last two nights were any indication.
She mentally head slapped herself. Mr. X was a real man. She may not know what he looked like, but she knew he was a lawyer, and that he lived in
California
. If he were like any lawyer that she knew, he wouldn’t settle for a cyber sex buddy for long. He would either (a) grow tired of her, or (b) want to push things to another level.
From the way he was asking about her private life and trying to find out where she lived she voted for option b. What would she tell him if he did that? “I’m sorry but I just can’t?” Her mind might say it, but her body never would; not after the way he’d made her hum two nights in a row.
“Are you still with me?”
“Yes, Mr. X, I’m still here.”
“Your bonds are off now. Lie on your back, legs spread.”
The man was insatiable. He’d just had an orgasm and he was ready to play some more. He was going to wear her out.
“Now, you don’t have to tell me your name, or what city you live in, but I want to know something about you, Serendipity, something that will make you real.”
She laughed softly as she settled herself on the bed. “I hate lima beans.”
“So do I .” She heard him settle himself on the bed, then sigh. “And I can’t stand peas.”
“But I love brussel sprouts,” she said, knowing that would probably set him off. Most people gave her a horrified look when she said that.
“Excuse me?” She imagined him sitting up in his bed and staring at the phone in utter shock. “I just got a blowjob from a woman who likes brussel sprouts?”
She laughed at his disbelief. “Yes, you did. Yummy!”
“Are you hiding any other horrible secrets, like you’re really a man?”
“Only on Tuesdays and Thursdays,” Fallon said. Serendipity was gone now, faded into the background.
“Thank God,” Mr. X replied. “For a minute there I was really worried it was going to be Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays.”
They both dissolved into laughter and Fallon hugged herself. He could ask her just about anything and she’d tell him, breaking every rule she’d agreed to when she’d taken this job. But frankly, she didn’t care. They had another hour and a half, and right now she’d answered impart her innermost secrets to this man.
Chapter Six
Last night she’d done something she’d never done before, and she knew she shouldn’t have, but discovering that Mr. X
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