𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐎𝐔𝐒

• 𝐗𝐗𝐈 •

"Well, my father is fifty-three"

"Does my age bother you, Elide?"

"It doesn't bother me. I am an adult. I understand that not everyone will find it exactly normal, but I like you Damien and I couldn't care less about your age"

"Have you ever thought of starting a family?"

"My idea of family was always a dog and maybe a partner. I don't like infants and I don't really have good reasons for why I would need or want children"

" For example?" There was so much I didn't know about her and I was hoping to learn everything.

"Well, for my mother? She would be happy to have a grandchildren from msand I think wanting a kid only to make your parents happy is irresponsible."

"Yeah, it is, just like people that want kids because everyone around them is getting pregnant, or because they want someone to succeed them."

"If I can ask, did you want your children when you found out Monique was pregnant?"

"I will be honest, I've always thought I was going to be a father someday just not when I was still so young, when I found out Monique was pregnant with him I was scared but also delighted, I thought I could give him the love he required and I made my best efforts to stay in school while providing for my family, but things didn't go as planned and the son I loved become a monster, sometimes I blame myself... "

"It's not your fault. These aren't things you can simply prevent, he handles his actions."

Another awkward silence followed.

"What are we?" she asked, trying to keep the conversation going.

"Whatever you want us to be..."

"I miss you," I admitted

"Me too," she replied.

We were both quiet, yet clearly holding back a deeper conversation. It felt wrong to speak the unspoken while not being able to look her in the eyes.

"What are you doing?" I asked, trying to soften the atmosphere.

"I'm on my bed, you?"

"I am on the couch. I just got back from work," I told her yawning, "why are you still up?"

"Uh... I can't sleep '' If I could see her, would probably lift her shoulder up

"oh," I said and nodded even if she wasn't aware of my movements.

"Mmm... What are you wearing?" she asked, and I could tell she was smiling.

"A black suit,"

"A t-shirt and some panties"

"Of what color" I asked before thinking. I was smiling too.

"The t-shirt is white and the panties are pink"

"Oh, and of what material are the panties?"

"Cotton," she whispered.

"Do you want to see?" A sigh escaped from her lips, and I beamed, knowing exactly what she was doing.

"Elide, are you touching yourself?" I asked, already aware of the answer.

"What if I was? Would it upset you?" she said lowly and a low moan followed.

"Elide, we had been on the phone for like twenty minutes and my dick was hard for the whole time. Your voice alone does things to me," I said and began to unbuckle my belt, freeing my throbbing cock.

"What things?" she asked with a sigh.

"Your voice alone makes me want to bury myself deep inside of your pretty mouth until my dick is deep inside your throat leaving you no choice but to gag on my dick yet your pouty lips keep being wrapped around my cock until I shot all my cum inside of your mouth and you swallow every single drop of it." I wrapped my free hand around the length of my dick, unable to control myself any longer, and moved my hand up and down, imagining the same scenario I was describing to her.

"Tell me how you are pleasuring yourself," I drawled.

"I... I'm touching my clit"

"Are there any fingers in your pussy?

"N-no"

"Then I want you to put two fingers inside of you and imagine that they are mine, .uck yourself like they are my fingers"

"O...okay" a moan escaped from her lips that made me even harder.

"Drop the phone on the bed and put it on speaker. I want you to touch yourself with both hands," I whispered.

"Yes"

"Elide, now I want you to massage your breasts with one hand and play with your nipples, don't remove your fingers from your pussy, keep moving them."

Her moans filled the speaker. That was just turning me on even more. I tightened my hold on my dick and started moving my hands faster.

"Damien, this feels so good," she cried.

"It would feel even better if I was the one touching you"

"Oh my god, you can't say.. ahh'' Elide was totally blinded by the pleasure her own hands were giving her. She had difficulty ending her sentence.

"Baby, tell me how wet you are"

"I am so fucking wet Damien and is all you... f-fault," I grinned at her words.

"Have you been yourself lately?"

"N-no this is m-my first time doing it and oh.. my god" I could tell she was about to come and closed my eyes in pleasure at the thought of her climaxing.

"Damien, I'm cumming," she whimpered.

"Cum for me baby," I exhorted.

"Fuck!" heavy breaths followed that exclamation. She had cummed.

"That was amazing, did you cum" She asked, trying to catch her breath.

"Not yet," I said, with my hands still wrapped around my cock.

"Wait" she breathed.

"I sent you a message. Open it"

I did as I was told and groaned. Elide had sent me a picture of her completely naked with what I suspected being the two fingers she used to fuck herself in her mouth, eyeing the camera with pure seduction.

"You are going to kill me," I said and moaned in pleasure when I heard her chuckle.

"I miss my mouth around your dick too," she confessed, and that was enough to make me cum so hard that my seminal liquids kept roaming down my cock after several minutes.

"You cummed, haven't you?" she inquired and instead of answering I snapped a quick picture of my semi-hard dick still wet with cum.

"What do you think?" I asked, and she laughed.

"I needed this... not only the orgasm but well to hear your voice... thank you, Damien"

"Anytime," I said with a smile.

"It's late. We should probably head to sleep. Good night Damien"

"Good night my love" and just like that she hung up, leaving me still hard and in need of her.



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