I rolled my skirt down over my legs and discarded it off to one side.

Next, my top, as I pull it open to reveal my black bra. I could tell my man was enjoying his striptease phone sex show. Because, I hear an “mmm, yes” from where ‘Sir’ sat on the bed, watching. My top found its way onto the growing pile on the floor. I wanted to leap onto the bed and curl up in his big, strong arms, but I didn’t want to disappoint my Master. The bra goes next as I slip my arms out of the straps and reach around to unhook it. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. As a result, I realized I didn’t need to look because I could see what my striptease phone sex was doing to my Dominate man.

He had his cock out and was now thoroughly pleased with his private striptease phone sex show to the fullest. 

Using one hand to keep the material of the cups over my breasts, at least for the moment, I turned around again, spread my legs, and bent at the waist to grab an ankle with my other hand. I was giving him the view of my ass with the black lace G-string running down the crack. I wonder if he could see the slippery wet patch from his striptease phone sex show? Because it completely soaked the small triangle over my pussy.

 Shockingly, I realize I hope he can.

I want him to know how much I need him deep inside me at this moment. What he does to me, and how he makes me feel. From in charge to vulnerable and needy within a matter of minutes. I push my breasts together, still with the cups of the undone bra covering them. Then move it slowly down until my hard, tingling nipples are covered by my hands instead.

Then I let the bra drop to the floor.

Small sounds were coming from him, letting me know he enjoyed the striptease phone sex, which boosted my confidence and lust. Moans, soft grunts, raw and hungry deeply gasped breaths as he hit the point when his pre-cum would be lubricating his fingers over his cock head. Another slow twirl for him, and I reveal my breasts to him, holding them up and together, presenting myself for his enjoyment. By now, I couldn’t wait to rid myself of the saturated G-string, which was feeling like an immense barrier between his cock and my aching cunt.

Slipping my fingers between the slender black elastic and my body, I start to move them down over my hips.

It was such a struggle not to rush it in my lust-induced frenzy. I turned yet again to reveal the string being pulled up between my ass cheeks first, and as slowly as I could, lowered both the G-string and the top half of my body to peel it down between my legs. As I kept my legs together, I could feel the slippery, wet patch of material peel away from my lips and leave pussy juice in several places on their way down.

Turning towards him, I finally glance up at him with a shy smile. “Did I do ok ‘Sir’?”

He reverted to stroking himself casually; I knew he could hold himself off for as long as he wanted even with my sexy striptease phone sex – one of his many talents. “Mmm, yes. You did wonderfully. That’s my good naughty girl. Come here now, and get your reward.”

The first part for this striptease can be found here. Better yet listen as I take it all off for you like a good girl. I always give my man what he wants my audio.