Fantasy Phone Sex – My First Call – Part One – 07-24-23

I had toyed with Fantasy Phone Sex before, but usually somewhere far away from listening ears or when no one else was home. It wasn’t until my first year away at school that I realized having an audience might not be so terrible after all. I had been texting back and forth with a boy from my History lecture class. We had started getting hot and heavy. It started cautiously at first. I found his nervousness to be charming.

He was shy in a way that made our conversations feel intimate and special. It felt like I was seeing a side of him no one else got to see, certainly no one at school. The more we sent flirtatious pictures and jokes, the more I wanted to know about him and what made him excited. The first time I sent him a nude picture, he was quiet for a while. The next day he finally sent me one back, he said I had inspired him to show off and boy was I glad! His stiff member begged for teasing as it peaked out from his zipper. 

Things cooled off for a couple days after that, until one night he called out of the blue. It was just past 10pm, everyone else in my dorm had fallen asleep. I was in bed with nothing but a small pair of pajamas, shorts and a tank top in pink with cartoon sheep. When I saw his name on the call display I felt a jolt of excitement tingle inside me. We had been texting each other but never actually said our naughtier thoughts aloud. I knew this time our conversation would be about more than homework. 

“Hello..?” I said, trying not to sound too eager but failing.

Thankfully he replied quickly and just as eager sounding. I could feel the electric tingle begin to spread from below my belly button to my sensitive puffy tits. Our conversation went from casual to sexual in no time. When he asked me what I was wearing I didn’t waste a moment to tell him about my sleepwear! I even told him how my hand was tracing my body while we spoke.

My cheeks flushed as I realized this would be my first Fantasy Phone Sex experience, finally!

First I slipped my right hand under my top, grazing my nipples and sending a shiver down my spine. Then, lower, over my soft stomach and into my night shorts. The soft wispy pubic hair was trimmed, and already starting to get wet with anticipation. I could hear him breathing heavier, and his responses were short. One or two words before another sigh and as I started to stroke my clit, I heard a gentle steady rhythm come from his side of the call. I knew he must jerk off frequently, he was a college boy after all, but hearing it happen and knowing it was for me made every touch, every breath and every detail shared so much more intense. 

Before I knew it, I was breathing heavily too. My sentences had shrunk as my clit had swollen. I was reduced to begging and insisting he agree to do anything, everything I wanted done to me.

I hope you enjoyed part one, I know I did! Get the whole audio right here!
If you want to check out my first blog post, check here!
Thanks for reading as always. Kisses!
-Olivia

 
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