A Secret Admirer

Nikki got in the door and there were about 30 messages on her voice mail.  She had become used to it.  She didn’t even bother to check the messages. She knew what they were; men and woman alike pandering for her sexual favors.  Nikki had a gift. She had a soft, sultry voice that could drive men and women into a sexual frenzy.  It was a gift…and a curse.  It was all fun and games at first.  She liked the idea that she had this ‘power’. She doesn’t really remember how it all started.  She only remembers that she was talking to a friend on the phone and they remarked that she had the voice of a phone sex girl.  Playfully, she put on the persona of a call girl on the phone.  Word got out of her…. ‘vocal impersonation’ and it became a phone prank at first.  But then the calls became more intense; the ones she sent out became more and more sexually charged, then the incoming calls began…..from people she didn’t even know.

Her friends kept telling her that she should go into business, start a sex line with pre-recorded voice and anyone who wanted to pay top dollar would get to speak with her person to person.  Nikki had considered it, money was tight, but the thought of charging for her ‘services’ didn’t sit right with her.  She did this for fun and games. The thought of getting money took all the fun out of it.  Little by little, she grew tired of her ‘persona’.

Nikki sat at the edge of her bed and turned her TV on.  She channel surfed through the guide until she came to show she liked but it was almost half-over.  “Damn, I hate coming in the middle and seeing the ending!” She changed the channel and there was nothing else on. She kept channel surfing until she got up to the pay-per-view stations.  The first twenty channels were all hard core porn films.  She browsed through the non-descript titles… ‘Adult Feature’…, when she came to a title that caught her interest; “Confessions of a Phone Sex Girl”. She hit the info button and there was very little to explain the plot.  “Come on…it’s a porno, What plot???” she thought.  She hovered her finger over the ‘Purchase?’ button, when the phone rang.  Without thinking she picked it up.  “Hello?” she said.  A deep baritone voice answered.  It sent a shiver up her spine. He had a bit of a Jamaican accent.  “May I speak to Nikki please?”  The sound of his voice instantly transported her to the beaches of Jamaica, the soft warm breeze caressing her bikini clad body.  She didn’t even consider hanging up the phone.  “I’m sorry…who are you?” “An …. Admirer… may I speak to Nikki please?”  Nikki roughed up her voice. “I’m sorry ….but I have a very bad sore throat …. I can’t speak to anyone today…” “Oh… I don’t want Nikki to speak to me… I wish to speak to Nikki….” “What? She said confused.  “I wish to speak ….to you….you don’t have to answer…… unless you want to…” Nikki was confused.  “Why did you call me? She asked.  “I wanted to see if I could do for you what you have been doing for others…” “Huh?” “Is your TV on?” “Yes..” “Go to channel 154, there is a pay-per-view film I want you to purchase..” Nikki looked up it was the channel that was playing “Confessions of a Phone Sex Girl” “Order the flim… but mute the volume…” he said.  “Why?” “Because ….with your permission…I’m going to narrate the film for you!” “How did you…?” “I’ve waited for that particular film to be on before I called you…. Now hurry and purchase the film.  I know how you hate cumming in the middle of a film!”   Nikki’s jaw dropped hearing that.  How did he know? “I know what you don’t like and I know what you do like… I told you… I’m an admirer!” Nikki pressed purchase and muted her TV.  “It’s on…”” “Then we shall begin…”

Nikki sat there on the edge of the bed and watched the action on the screen as this disembodied voice gave her a ‘blow by blow’ description of what she saw on screen.  The only thing that he did was call her by name with every scene.  It made it very personal for her.  It was like she was watching her life on the TV before her.  After a while she began to rub and stroke her thighs as she watched and listened. Her hands slowly worked their way higher and higher on her tight jeans.  She spread her legs and began to stroke and squeezed her crotch.  She was very wet and frustrated.  Her jeans were in the way of what she wanted to do.  She began to pat her groin to get a rise out of her clit.  It was agonizing.  She tugged and pulled at the zipper and undid her belt.  She reached under her thong and slowly stroked her engorged clit.  “Uhhhhhh!” she moaned.  She shimmied back and forth to get her jeans off, the sound of ‘the narrators’ voice got deeper and sensual as she pulled her thong aside and rubbed her labia.  She was very wet… very wet and horny! She took the tip of her finger and licked it and so very slowly stroked around and around her swollen clit. 

“Ooooh myyy!” she hissed.  Then her finger probed her moist , hot pussy.  It made the sound a wet pussy makes when it is happily invaded.  Nikki began to struggle to get her jeans off her ankles so she could have deeper access.  She tore at her blouse to get it open.  The cool breeze from her fan washed over her as her nipples reacted positively to her touch, her caresses.  She licked her finger again and made circles around and around her areola and then she pinched and twirled her nipples.  “I like that …” she cooed. “If you like that… you’re going to love this…” He replied. “Now … we are going to play “Simon Says”… I want you to do to yourself whatever is being done on screen while I narrate…”  Nikki almost fell off her bed reaching for her nightstand drawer to get her vibrator.  She now had the phone in one hand and her play toy in the other.  She could hardly keep her eyes open to watch the movie while she used her vibrator to pleasure herself, but that didn’t really matter, after all, she had her own personal  ‘Phone Sex Guy’ on the line describing every satisfying detail to her with that amazing voice and exotic accent!

On and on they continued as the film played on her TV.  Nikki lost count of how many orgasms she had.  Sometimes, she had just rode out one when she had another! By the time the film was over, Nikki was covered in a fine layer of perspiration.  Her breathing was heavy and she was flushed and basking in the afterglow.  This was really good for her.  She really needed this.. and she didn’t have to say a word! This was all about her and her needs and her desires.  She didn’t even realize that she had dropped her phone.  She quickly picked it up. “Are you still there?” “Yes…” “Thank you…” “You’re welcome!” He said with that Jamaican tang.  “I don’t even know who you are!” “ I told you … I’m an admirer… a secret…..admirer…” “When will you call me again?” She could almost hear him smile.  “Check your local listings…..” and he hung up. 

Nikki looked up at her TV and pressed the ‘Record’ button….. just in case! 

Long Live the Queen

I was sitting in my favorite chair when Jessica came home from work.  I heard her make a little noise in the other room before she came to the room where I was watching TV.  I looked up to see her enter wearing a pencil skirt with a slit on the side, a white blouse and holding a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon in one hand and the open bottle in the other.  She sat down in the couch across from me and demurely crossed her legs, swinging her foot up and down.  Her black pump was like a hypnotizing pendulum as it went back and forth, forth and back slowly.  Just when I was about to ask her how her day was, she took a sip of wine and said: “Unzip your fly and take your dick out!” I looked at her and she had no expression on her face.  She wasn’t horny or mad or anything… then she repeated her request.  “Unzip your fly….and take your cock out!” The request was almost clinical, like a doctor that was going to give you an examination.  “O…kay..” I said cautiously.  I stood up and unzipped myself.  I actually felt like I was about to present for inspection.  She didn’t move so I was about to come closer to her.  “No….sit back down…” she said.  I was about to tuck myself in when she stopped me.  “Leave it out…and while you’re at it, drop them….” I undid my belt and let my pants drop to the floor.  “Sit back down…” she said. I did as she asked.  I felt a little foolish but I figured that she would make her way across the room at any moment and give me some head.  I liked Jessica’s head.  She was very, very good at it.  She developed a technique that is unsurpassed. She sipped her Cabernet Sauvignon again.   “Stroke your dick for me…” (YES MA’AM!) I began to stroke myself nice and slow until I became hard.  She watched me and took another sip of Cabernet Sauvignon. I was now fully erect and ready.  I stopped stroking myself.  “I didn’t tell you to stop!” “What?” Now I was confused.  “I want you to jerk yourself off….” I looked at her strangely. “You do it when I’m not here….I want to watch you do it!”  I was confused. Now don’t get me wrong; I’ve jerked off in front of her before, but in the throngs of passion.  We would be having sex and she would be stroking her nipples or her pussy to get me going.  On some occasions she would just watch when I had sex with our lover Kim.  This was different. She was just sitting there; watching me; sipping her Cabernet Sauvignon. She wasn’t encouraging me here at all, not visually or vocally.  She just sat there!

“Well?” she said in a demanding tone. “Get to it!” I began to stoke myself again; slowly at first and then a little faster.  I have to admit that I was hoping to turn her on so she would get a little more personally involved! She poured herself another glass of Cabernet Sauvignon and uncrossed her legs.  I could tell she was getting a little anxious in her chair but she was trying so very hard to control herself.  So was I.  I was still hoping that I could entice her to cross the line and I didn’t want to waste the ‘money shot’. She still sat there, never once touching herself while I masturbated.  Our game of sexual chicken continued for about another five minutes when she reached over and picked up the phone.  “Who the hell is she calling?” I thought.  “Kim?” she said on the house intercom. “Can you come down here for a moment?” she paused. “And bring a wine glass….” And then she hung up.  “What are you doing?” I asked.  “Nothing….but you were in the middle of something I believe….” And she took another sip of Cabernet Sauvignon just as Kim came down with and empty glass.  “Hello?” Kim said jovially, looking at me in all my glory.  “What do we have here?” and she looked at Jessica who was still fully dressed.  Jessica offered her some Cabernet Sauvignon which she accepted. “Have a seat and enjoy the show with me…” Kim had a seat and cuddled up next to Jennifer.  “What are we watching?” Kim asked as she took a sip of her Cabernet Sauvignon.  “BLUE? Show her….” And Jessica had a look on her face that I had never seen before.  She was asserting her dominance.  I was conflicted but then I saw the look of anticipation in Kim’s eyes as she focused on my semi-erect dick.  I decided that if Jessica wasn’t going to give me any encouragement, I would get it from Kim.  I focused on Kim’s eyes and began to stoke myself again.  Kim took a sip of Cabernet Sauvignon and played with her fingers around her mouth.  Kim has a wicked oral fixation and I knew she really wanted to devour me right then and there.  If there was ever a contest on which of these two gave the best head….it would be an eternal tie for first place.  I know….I have tried to judge that contest before but I never came to a definitive conclusion.  Kim began to breathe heavy and moan.  “Yeah daddy…just like that…” she whispered.  “Stroke it for momma!” Jessica put her arm around Kim’s shoulder and eased her hand towards Kim’s mouth and caressed her lips with her fingers.  I didn’t take long before Jessica’s fingertips were the recipient of kisses at first and then licks from Kim’s voracious tongue.  The mere sight of Kim heating up into an oral frenzy made my ears hot and my breathing heavy and fast.  My dick felt bigger and heavier than it ever had before.  Kim took her other hand and was about to unbutton her blouse so she could pinch her nipples when Jessica stopped her.  “No! she said, dragging out the vowel. There was a look of disappointment on Kim’s face. “What?” “Just enjoy the show… there’s no audience participation tonight…” Kim looked at me and then at Jessica.  “What is going on?” she asked quizzically.  She knew that we would play ‘games’ but she didn’t know this one. “Sit back…and just watch!” and Jessica refilled Kim’s glass.  “Okay…” and Kim sat back and I continued to stoke myself.  I kept my eyes on Kim the whole time. I could tell that she was in agony.  For whatever reason Jessica had that she couldn’t touch me, she wanted to touch herself…or Jessica.  Jessica made sure that all access was denied for everyone in the room.  As I continued to stoke myself varying the speed, Kim became more vocal.  This was something Jessica allowed.  “Mmmm noooo! Don’t waste it! Give me!” she moaned.  I could swear I could see a bead of sweat form on her brow.  Jessica pulled Kim closer to her as she shivered a bit in her arms.  She looked like a junkie jonesing for a fix and the cure was across the room just out of reach.  Jessica continued to tease Kim’s tongue with her finger, but Kim wanted more.  She tried to navigateJessicar’s hand into her blouse, but Jessica would just pull back in Kim’s eager mouth.  Kim became very anxious in her seat and began to grind her ass on the chair giving it the lap dance I so desperately desired.  Kim now sucked on Jessica’s finger with a hunger that could not be satiated.  Jessica just sat there….  Watching me the whole time.  On occasion she would take her finger and quickly pump in and out of her mouth with it.  Kim pulled Jessica’s finger out of her mouth and again tried to get it under her blouse, but to no avail.  Jessica pulled her hand away and refilled her empty glass with more Cabernet Sauvignon. Kim now had her mouth wide open and was working her tongue like a snake.  She poured her glass of Cabernet Sauvignon on her neck and rubbed it in, hoping that Jessica would let her hand slip.  Kim kept flicking her tongue and rubbing the Cabernet Sauvignon on her neck.   Jessica leaned into her and began to lick the wine off her neck.  Kim laid back so that Jessica could ravage her.  She tried to spread her legs, but Jessica pushed her knees back together.  Kim looked at her and knew that she was the Dom in this situation and was calling all the shots. Jessica held Kim’s face so that she would continue to watch me ‘perform’.  Kim’s eyes began to flutter and a guttural sound emanated from the back of her throat.  I knew what Kim wanted, what Kim needed.  Kim focused her eyes on my cock and reached out a trembling hand in my direction. “Give me pleeeeeease!” That was all I could take! I threw my head back and my hot seed spurted into the air. My stomach convulsed and my body shook.  I closed my eyes and growled like a wolf.  I took a cleansing breathe and when I opened my eyes; Kim was semi limp and breathing like she just ran a marathon.  The rush that I felt hit her like a lightening bolt. Jessica helped her stand up on shaky legs and escorted her towards the door.  She stopped just as they got to the doorway.  “Thank you BLUE….” Jessica said quietly and coldly.  “You fucking bitch” I whispered. Jessica slowly unbuttoned Kim’s wet blouse, pulled it open and took her index finger and flicked Kim’s exposed nipple hard.  Kim yelped like a small dog and swooned again.  Jessica caught her before her knees buckled.  “For that remark……you don’t get to come upstairs to join us…” and she helped Kim up to the bedroom.  I trembled as I got myself together.  I felt so cheap and used but I could not complain.  There were plenty of occasions that I used them both like playthings.  Plenty of times when I would take full advantage of Kim’s undivided attention while Jessica was at work and what’s good for the goose…..I got up to go over to the wine bottle to pout me a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon…it was empty. “Damn……..”