“Hello beautiful, what are you wearing this afternoon?” The voice on the other end was different from what Natalie was used to hearing when she took these kinds of calls. It was deep and smooth, like a fine aged whiskey poured over melting ice.
“Well hello there.” Her voice dropped down to a purr. Even though the voice on the other end of the line threw her for a moment, she was still going to carry out her plan. She’d string him along for a bit before telling him to go stick his needle dick in the light socket then she would hang up.
“From the sound of your voice I must not be the first stranger to call you, in fact it sounds like you get these calls quite regularly.” Not only the voice but also the words coming at her threw her off her game and left her feeling vaguely confused. Nevertheless, there was no denying that the man’s voice was made for phone sex and Natalie refused to let it shake her out of character.
“Sugar I only take the most important calls.” A small smile pulled at the corners of her mouth.
“Stop that.” His voice was firm and demanding but he didn’t raise it, he didn’t seem too need to.
“Being so fake.”
“Wait a second? What the hell do you think phone sex is? Of course I sound fake… it is fake.” Natalie couldn’t keep the scorn from her voice.
“Fantasies don’t have to be faked. I want to hear the real you, I want to know I’m really bringing the moans out from between your soft sweet lips.”
“If you wanted something like that why would you call a phone sex hotline? It just doesn’t make sense.”
“Come now we both know this isn’t really a phone sex hotline so we can stop pretending. Now it sounds like you’ve had a very long day, why not just lay back and let me take care of you.”
“If I was to lay back and let anything happen it would be me taking care of myself, my fingers doing the work. And anyway who the hell are you?”
“Who I am is of no importance and you are right it would be your own fingers or even perhaps a toy doing the work, but at least I can help you with whatever fantasy you’d like. Tell me, what are you wearing?”
“What is it you want to hear? Want me to tell you nothing but a smile? Or perhaps I should tell you granny panties and a moo-moo.”
“No, I just want the truth.” His voice took on the harsh commanding tone again and it sent a small shiver down Natalie’s spine.
“Blue jeans and a dark brown camisole.” Natalie couldn’t really explain why she answered him. It all was taking a strange turn and she knew she was losing the upper ground when it came to the conversation that is if she ever really had it to begin with. The bigger question, the one she was afraid to ask herself was did she want the control over the conversation anymore.
“I bet your top clings nicely to your beautifully big breasts.” Natalie groaned inwardly as her gaze rested on the two globes that stood proudly (thanks to a great bra) on her chest and kept her from seeing much else while in the position she was in. The fact that he guessed her breasts were large didn’t worry her it was just a lucky guess on his part. Most guys she answered the phone to fantasized about young nubile large breasted women. Her usual retort would’ve been along the lines of being flat as a board, but for some reason she couldn’t bring herself to do that to him.
“Indecently so.” Natalie added a teasing lilt to her voice and heard a soft moan escape him.
“Those jeans though they have to go.”
“Ahh but if I lose the jeans I might get cold.” Natalie pouted hoping it would be heard on the other end.
“I’ll keep you warm. Get out of those jeans…now!” His voice took on a commanding growl and part of Natalie wanted to do the sane thing, hang up the phone, turn it off, and go about her day as if nothing happened. She should have but the power of his voice made things on her tighten and become overly sensitive, begging for stimulation. A part of her knew that she’d probably end up hating herself later but she was much too busy kicking off her jeans and trying to not drop the phone to really give a rat’s ass about her dulling emotions.
“You are doing so well darling, tell me what are you wearing now, and go into detail.” His voice was still a lusty growl but the power behind it receded just a touch.
“Panties…” Natalie’s soft voice came out a breathy and she had to take a moment to swallow, her heart was fluttering oddly with excitement. “Pink cotton, bikini cut. My underwire bra is also cotton and pink, and over it I’m still wearing my brown camisole top.”
“You are following direction well, how is undressing for a stranger making you feel?”
“I’m a bit turned on to tell the truth, and more than a bit confused.” Her earnest answer seemed to get a chuckle from him.
“Well I want to change that for you, I want you more turned on and not confused at all. Are you some place comfortable?”
“Living room couch doesn’t get much more comfortable than that.”
“Ahh yes, but do you keep your sex toys in your living room?” As the minutes ticked down, he seemed to grow more and more amused but never lost his seductive hold over Natalie.
“You know not everyone owns sex toys.” A blush was creeping across Natalie’s cheeks and she was ever so glad that no one was around to watch her blush and squirm.
“I’d bet anything though that you do. Stop playing the timid virgin, you are getting tongue tied over one simple question. You do know I am going to get a lot more graphic then asking you if you have your dildo nearby. You need to get used to it Little One.”
“Little one? Oh hun you called the wrong number if you think I’m little.” Natalie couldn’t help but throw her head back and laugh, she knew she was definitely not what one would call petit.
“I wasn’t referring to your size I was referring to your maturity level at this point. That is why I called you Little One, and that it why it fits.”
“Okay I know you are on this whole control kick, I get it, hell it’s even a bit of a welcomed change of pace for me, but don’t for one minute question my level of maturity. Keep in mind that you are the one who called me, some random phone sex number, not the other way around.” There was heat in Natalie’s voice that was coming through clearly. It spoke for itself and said that the fun and games were about to be over. No matter how sexy the voice on the other line sounded or how turned on she had become she was seconds away from hanging up the phone in anger.
“So my maturity is being called into question for calling this number? Maybe it’s not as random as you think, maybe I know you, and maybe you know me.”
“Doubt it if you knew me you wouldn’t be calling this number.” Natalie tried to make light of what he said but she couldn’t help but be chilled by his words. Did she know him? Or worse yet did he know her while she had no clue who he was?
“True. If I knew you it wouldn’t be a phone call I’d be making, I’d be right there.”
“There is a fine line between sexy and creepy.” Natalie muttered.
“I just realized how I must sound.” He chuckled softly. “I promise you I am not a stalker. I am just a man, perhaps a little lonely, who just wants to hear your sweet voice moan out for me, because of me.” The way his mood had a habit of changing should’ve been enough of a warning for Natalie, it was coming through that the guy definitely has some issues with women or at least didn’t know exactly what to say while trying to seduce one over the phone. However, her gut was strangely silent on this fact.
“And I am just a woman, tired of all the phone calls from lonely men that want to hear me moan.” Natalie sighed whatever fantasy had been building up was starting to fizzle out quickly.
“You answered your phone out of your own free will.” He reminded her.
“Yes I answered because I needed someone to fuck with. Oh god, I know how that sounds but that’s not what I mean. I mean I wanted to fight, to vent, to toy, and tease and then hang up.”
“Maybe you need this more than you think.”
“This is ridiculous and crazy.”
“Yet there you are on your couch without your pants on so I must be doing something right.”
“Well I never gave much stock in sanity but even for me this is way out of character.”
“All I ask is for you to enjoy, well that and also strip down and grab your vibrator.” He chuckled and that was all it took for Natalie to give into her sexual urges. She got to her feet and stretched a little, her heart speeding with the excitement of what was to follow. As a thought hit her, she dived for her purse and fumbled inside it, almost dropping her phone before she found what she was blindly searching for, her Bluetooth earpiece.
“What on earth is all that racket you are making?”
“Figured when it comes to you I’m going to need both my hands so I was grabbing my earpiece.” Natalie’s voice came out in a purr before she laughed. “Hold on a second while I put it in and turn it on.” She started her short walk to the bedroom, phone in one hand and other hand deftly placing the small black mic into her ear letting it sit comfortably but secure and turning it on.
“Both hands free, huh? And just why to you suspect you are going to need both hands?” The Voice was now playing coy.
“Because I like all hands on deck even when it comes to self-pleasure.” Natalie knew her comeback really didn’t make that much sense but it did get a nice deep chuckle out of her cohort.
“See how much fun it can be when you relax and enjoy yourself.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Natalie mumbled as she made herself comfortable on her bed, rolling on her side quietly digging out get her pleasure toy out from the drawer in the nightstand. “So um, how exactly is this thing supposed to start?” She asked while just staring at her toy, afraid to turn it on, afraid to be overheard even though that was the point of it all.
“My lovely dear we have already started. You are naked, lying in wait for me. Already your body is responding to my voice, to my commands, your mind is already wondering what my hands would feel like as they teasingly explored your soft skin, making you arch to my touch.” He was good and with her eyes closed, she could practically feel just that.
“Well I guess that is a start.” Her voice came out thicker, heavy with lust and she had to clear her throat a little.
“Move your hands for me. Touch yourself where you want me to touch you. Feel the gentle glide of fingertips raising little pleasure bumps on your skin. Do you feel your nipples growing taut and hard, begging for my lips to be wrapped around them, for my tongue to tease them to a point of almost pain?”
“Ohhh.” A soft moan escaped her as her hands did exactly what was asked of them. Her fingertips gently sliding from below her breasts down to her soft abdomen, raising goose bumps and a shiver of pleasure. Her nipples hard little pink pebbles topping her large pale breast tingled just a tad at the thought of a mouth sucking on them.
“Tell me Little One, are you getting wet for me?”
“I’m sure you know how talented your voice is, your words are, so you don’t need to ask such a question.”
“Ahh, but I do want to hear it from your lips. Tell me, are you wet?” His voice took on a more commanding tone.
“I am wet damn you.” Natalie said with passion.
“As well you should be. Touch yourself darling, better yet turn on your toy and let it do the touching for you.”
“And you are so sure I have a toy.”
“Well you have hinted as such, but honestly I figure a woman as sexual charged as you are would have a whole array to choose from.” Natalie was never more aware of how loud her vibrator sounded until that moment that she turned it on. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment while the rest of her body tingled with anticipation. She drew in a deep breath and through all caution to the wind, a soft half sigh half moan escaped her lips while she nestled the little vibrator between her plump, soft thighs and against her shaved mound. For a long moment, there was no need for words from either of them.
“I shouldn’t be doing this.” Natalie finally said as much as to break the silence as to protest.
“Yes, because self-pleasure is such an evil thing, you will go blind eventually from it you know?”
“Oh shut up, that isn’t what I meant. I can’t do this.”
“If you turn off that vibrator and hang up on me I guarantee you will be missing out on a very good orgasm and a fantasy that you will always remember as being to chicken to go through with.”
“I’m not chicken.” Natalie replied sullenly.
“You are. You’re afraid of the sexual attraction you feel to just a voice and you are afraid to explore yourself with someone else.”
“No I am just uncomfortable with exploring myself with a complete stranger.”
“The fact that you can have a magical moment with someone who isn’t going to judge you, or even on the off shot does judge you it wouldn’t matter since you would never meet them in real life makes you uncomfortable? I am offering you freedom.”
“I’m a single girl in her 20’s living alone, trust me I have plenty of freedom.”
“And yet you are still so scared about what anyone would think if they knew that you were laying naked in bed with a toy buzzing on your clit and a stranger on the phone with you.” The Voice took on a disapproving tone agitating Natalie even more.
“Fine, if we are going to continue this then tell me what you look like. I’m a visual kind of girl. If it’s not the real thing then I’ll pop in a porno, no visual no getting off. You are a man you should be able to understand that.” She quickly tried to change the subject and throw him off his ground a little.
“Porn is a fantasy. This that I am offering you is a fantasy. What I look like matters less compared to what you can make me look like in your mind. Just pretend that I am your favorite porn star.”
“Do you know how rare it is to spot an attractive male porn star?” Natalie let out a little snort of laughter. “No Mr. Voice I do not believe I will be imagining any porn stars.”
“Mr. Voice? I think I like that. Your attraction to my voice should be enough for you to close your eyes and enjoy it’s just your uneasiness that is making this difficult. I will tell you one thing though if we start this up and you try to stop it again I will hang up and go my marry way, I will never call again, and you can put your clothing back on and go about your day. In short, I do not want to be questioned anymore and I don’t want any more hesitation on your part. You give me yourself completely or not at all.” The commanding tone was back in his voice, a voice that Natalie was sure wasn’t used to hearing no. She also had the feeling that he would keep true to his word and would hang up never to call again if she kept hesitating.
“I’ll do what I can.”
“You will do more than that you will put that vibrator back onto that pretty pink clit of yours and moan out load for me.” Natalie did not argue anymore. She let the tip of her vibrator lightly tease her clit. Her back arched lightly and soft moans escaped her lips as she became more aroused.
“Talk to me, tell me how wet I make you.” His voice was a purr of masculinity making Natalie’s clit throb against the gentle vibrations.
“Wet enough that you shouldn’t have any troubles slipping into me.”
“Definitely not before my tongue has a taste of you. I’ll bring you right to the edge, make you beg before I even slide a finger inside you.”
“I’d much rather have your cock inside me then have your mouth on me.” Natalie’s voice took on a soft teasing tone.
“Riiight and why is it that when you are alone you play with your clit and not just fuck yourself into cumming? You need my mouth in more ways than one. My tongue may not vibrate but it will bring you.”
“Sure when I’m alone I get off with clit play but anyone else trying to please me that way just doesn’t work, I much rather have a cock inside me when I’m with someone.”
“I hope you are not arguing with me again Little One. Would hate to have to cut this short before either one of us has had any fun.”
“No I’m not arguing.” The pleading in her voice surprised them both a little.
“Good because when I say that I want to kiss my way down your body until my head is nestled between your thighs I mean it. When I say I want to taste you as you grow even wetter for me, that I want to tease your clit until it’s a hard little nub that I can suck and nibble on until you can no longer lay still, I mean it.”
“Oh god, yes please.” The words came out in a throaty moan as Natalie pressed the vibrator even harder against herself, her juices dripping down between her thighs and onto the bed.
“That’s right, beg for my touch. When I’m done between your legs I’m going to kiss you and make you taste yourself on my lips, my tongue. Don’t you want to taste yourself?”
“Yes.” Natalie whispered.
“Then taste yourself for me. Place your toy between your lips and suck your juices off.” Natalie followed his command. She turned off her vibrator and put it to her lips, softly sucking her own juices off it. Tasting the sweet taste of herself, in her mind it was his lips she tasted, his tongue that she was gently sucking. It surprised her that she enjoyed the taste and the act of sucking on her toy turned her on even more. Once the toy was clean, she turned it back on and placed it back between her legs.
“I want to taste you. I want to feel you in my mouth.”
“I don’t know, you’ve been a pretty disobedient girl and only good girls get to suck on my cock.”
“I’ve been pretty obedient. I’ve done what you’ve asked of me. You told me to play with my clit and I did, you told me to moan for you and moan I did. I even licked my vibrator clean for you.”
“And if I asked you to beg for me, would you? Would you beg to suck my cock before I fuck you and make you cum for me?”
“Yes, yes!” Natalie cried out.
“Beg then, beg to suck my cock like the good cock sucker you are.”
“Please let me suck your cock. I want to feel you throb between my lips.” She begged, her hips gently rocking against the vibrator.
“How much can you take, can you take it all the way down your throat?” Mr. Voice’s breathing became heavier and quicker matching Natalie’s own.
“Yes, for you I would take every inch.”
“Then do it, take every inch of my cock and cum for me while its sliding down your throat.” The mixture of his commands and the intense vibrations on her clit was enough to send Natalie over the edge of her own cresting orgasm. With a loud moan and an unintelligible cry she came for him, the waves of pleasure crashing through her body. It took a good minute for her to be able to collect herself.
“Oh wow.” She whispered.
“I am glad you enjoyed.” Mr. Voice chuckled.
“That’s an understatement. Did you…ummm…cum too?” She asked shyly.
“Oh this wasn’t for or about me. You did wonderfully though Little One, and I’m going to let you go before you start second guessing this and start feeling guilty.”
“Wait, are you going to call again?”
“You are insatiable aren’t you? Enjoy your evening and don’t forget about me.” With that, he hung up leaving Natalie feeling slightly empty and very sleepy. She placed her toy onto the nightstand to remind her to clean it once she was done with her nap. With a yawn she rolled away from the wet spot on the bed and curled up, soon falling asleep.