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roman
“What are you wearing right now?”I mumble into the receiver while fidgeting with my zipper. This is an unusual time for a phone call, but I’m always ready to hear my girl’s voice. We have a morning hello, a standing 5:30 call, a dinner catch-up, and then our nightly FaceTime coupled with video sex.
“Me? I’m not wearing a stitch of clothing, Roman.” Summer purrs like a cat in heat, rolling her Rs just enough to put me on edge. I pull the stiff cock from my shorts and give it a firm yank, stroking it to life in seconds. Lately, nothing gives me the relief I need, but the sound of her voice when she’s in the mood comes close.
“You better be in your room, missy. Why are you naked in the middle of the afternoon?” I fall backward onto the bed and stroke my shaft, imagining Summer’s warm, naked body inches away, close enough to crawl on my face. It’s been five days since I tasted that pussy, and I’m not sure I can take much more.
“I have a few hours off, big boy. My last client canceled, and I ran back here to change into my bikini. But as soon as I slid my panties down my thighs, I thought of you.” She giggles sweetly, then whimpers. My hackles rise. I know that sound like the back of my hand.
“You better not be touching yourself.” I stare at the fist wrapped tightly around my cock and swallow my blatant hypocrisy. “Not on the phone, angel. Please, change the setting to video so I can watch you.”
“It’s too late,” Summer moans and gasps for air. “I’m too close.”
“Sugar, please, you’re killing me. Let me see that pretty pussy,” I beg for a visual, stammering as I stroke my cock to the illicit sounds of Summer climbing the heights of ecstasy. “Please, darling.”
“Roman!” I hear a fumble, a noise I can’t decipher, followed by a few taps. “Oh, my God, what are you doing to me?” My eyes grow wide with avarice as I take in the sight I’ve longed to see all morning. She’s picturing me between her legs---the one place I long to be. I’m missing out on so much. I could kick myself for not being there.
“I’m licking your pussy, baby. I’m going to eat you out until you come in my mouth. You know I love it when you rub yourself all over my beard.” Summer squeals, and my head spins from a lack of blood and oxygen.
Breathe, damn you.
“You’re so good, baby. You always make me come so hard.” Summer’s bed comes into focus, and my gaze instantly falls to her trembling thighs. She arches her back, and her naked sun-kissed body jerks once, twice, too many times to count. Her fingers spread her dripping folds and zero in on the swollen clit. Her perky breasts jiggle with each swipe of her hand, and I zoom in on that tight little bud soaked with honey that should be dripping down my chin. My mouth waters profusely, but I can’t look away. I’m hypnotized by the movement of her slick fingers, plunging into her pussy and imitating the thrust of my cock.
This is torture---sheer, unadulterated torture.
I fist my cock and pump with reckless abandon. There’s no thought to injury or chafing. My woman is seconds from orgasm, and I need to climax with her. I want to see her suck her bottom lip, mumbling nonsense, bucking her hips, and pointing those little toes to the sweet music of her undulating voice. “Summer, baby---come with me. Let me come inside your tight pussy. Tell me you want to feel it inside you,” I growl through pants, stroking, stroking, so close to the edge, I’m seconds from diving over the cliff.
“Roman, I miss you! I miss your big cock pounding cum into my little pussy. I miss feeling it slide down my thighs,” Summer turns to stare into the phone and screams words that make me see stars. Hot cum shoots out from my cock and coats my hand. I ignore the mess and keep pumping, imagining my girl in my arms, my cock tucked deep inside her, painting her tight walls with fertile seed that takes root. I can’t wait another six weeks to see her. I won’t wait another week to make her mine for good.
I wipe my hand on a nearby towel and lift the phone to see Summer up close. A drunken look of lust greets me on the other side. “Hey, cowboy,” she sighs and brushes her tousled hair from her face.
“Hey, beautiful. I’m going crazy without you,” I confess my lunacy as if she doesn’t already suspect it.
She smiles wide, and my heart flutters with love. “Have you told me you loved me today?”
“I told you this morning. You’re the one who hasn’t spoken the words since you left.” I remind her with a scowl.
“I love you, Roman. I can’t wait to see you again. We’re going to have such a sweet reunion---I promise.” She winks and blows me a kiss.
“I love you, doll. I’m counting the minutes.”
