Chapter 15: Lost in Thought

The visual is too much. My thighs quivered and lips parted. All I could do was breathe and listen to his words, completely immersed in the world he'd painted for us. My wet fingertip continued to stroke my pulsing clit.

‎He didn't wait for my response. "I forcefully part your thighs using my legs and pin them open. I watch as your beautiful, soaked pussy opens because of it. Your cunt is begging to be touched even if you deny it."

‎"Please," I managed as I sped up my finger and brought a second one into play. A mini orgasm jolted through me, causing me to whimper.

‎He chuckled at me. "Knowing want you really want, I drop to my knees and trap my head between your thighs before you can try to close them again.

‎My tongue wiggles it's way between your juicy cunt lips and finds your precious clit. You buck your hips but I'm stronger and use my fingers to keep your pearl exposed to me. I lap at you, the tip of my tongue fluttering over you again and again."

‎I could really feel it now. I was so close. It occurred to me that I'd never been able to achieve orgasm so quickly before this man came into my life. Every word he spoke sent me closer to that happy ending. "I'm gonna cum!"

‎He groaned, breaking character for a moment. "Damn, baby, you sound so beautiful right now," he breathed to me. "You love this, don't you? Me holding you down, feeling you get closer and wetter. I'm tasting you and no matter what, you can't stop me. I'm gonna make you squirt in mouth and on my face. And without wanting to, you're going to love every damn second of it."

‎My hips rocked against my fingers as I frantically rub myself to finish. "Julian! Ohhhh my!" My body jolted and twisted as the pleasure washed through me like a wave of electricity. My vision went black for a good twenty seconds and I couldn't even tell you if I was breathing during that time.

‎"Damn, that sounded like a good one," I was vaguely aware of Julian commenting. He was slightly breathless but I knew from the strain in his voice he had yet to cúm. "You back with me, princess?"

‎"Yes," I managed to croak out. My hand was trapped between my legs by my thighs and I made no attempt to move it because I was still shivering with pleasure from the pressure it supplied.

‎"Good," he growled. "Because I'm far from finished with you yet."

‎"Tell me how big you are," I demanded lightly, still tingling blissfully from my orgasm. I finally removed my hand from between my legs and used my damp fingers to trace circles around my hard nipples.

‎His laugh was a mixture of arousal and embarrassment. "Its probably going to sound like I'm bull-shitting but...seven and a half inches."

‎I decided to believe him. I mean, he could very well be lying. Lots of blokes do it. Practically every guy I speak to has a big dick. It was all part of the fantasy. But Julian was different from them. "Wow...that's huge."

‎My pussy clenched happily as I thought about how full he'd make me feel. "Yeah Well I've had no complaints" he told sounding both bashful and proud.

‎"You sure?" I teased him. "I bet there has to be a few mentions of being too big or going too deep."

‎He laughed. "When I was younger, yeah, but I quickly learnt that every woman is different. I like to get a feel of 'em using my fingers first, see how much they can handle."

‎I couldn't help it; a vision of this man with his fingers between my legs, muscular arm straining against my thigh as he worked me over hard and thoroughly... testing my limits... Jesus I thought I could cum again. I wasn't even kidding.

‎Remembering that I needed to reply, I managed to stumble out a pathetic response. "Oh, I, uh...Yeah that's good of you."

‎"Only fair. They're letting me have sex with them, least I can do is make sure they damn well enjoy it."

‎What a gentleman, I thought to myself. How many men actually cared whether a woman was getting pleasure or not? In my experiences, they got off without me.

‎"I wish more men were like you," I told him honestly.

‎"Well...I wish more women were like you."

‎That startled me. "Really? In what way?"

‎I swear I heard him shrug. "You're so...open. Sexually, I mean. Not afraid to tell me what you like. You've got a great laugh, too. And you're so damn easy to talk to. I feel like I could tell you everything." 

‎Taken back, I found myself unsure how to respond. What he'd said made my heart flutter. And the thing was, I was used to compliments from my callers. Mostly, though, they consisted of things like 'You're so good at talking dirty', 'You made me cum so hard' and 'I'd love to suck  your brains out'. None of them were as sweet or flattering as what Julian had just said to me.

‎And none of them made me think about how easily I could fall in love with them.

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