The Caller 02 - Sex Stories

The Caller 02

... a few moments later. "Now, to prove that it's really you, I want to see the banana in your pussy." I swallowed hard. I'm really going to do this, I thought. I'm going to be in some fucked up relationship here, exposing myself to a stranger who might potentially be dangerous, if I continue like this. For a minute I was just frozen, thoughts and feelings racing chaotically through my head. What if she's insane? What if she'll use whatever she's got against me? What if she's a crazy stalker and will come after me? What if she's a cop? Is this illegal? But fuck, WHY DO I WANT TO DO THIS SO DAMN MUCH? Calm down, Jocelyn, I thought. For some reason this woman gave you an incredible orgasm just a short while ago. It's only normal that she'd want something in return. So, if you want to keep her (and god, do you want to keep her!), you'll have to make it worth her while. This is going to be a relationship, and you're both in it. I finally pulled myself up on the kitchen counter and spread my legs slightly, spitting in my hand and rubbing it across my labia. All that thinking and hesitating had toned down my arousal quite a bit, but I was determined now. The end of the banana pushed at my pussy, held open with my other hand. I moved it, slowly, in and out, getting it deeper and deeper inside, feeling it stretch and fill me. Finally, when it was halfway in, I pointed my phone at my crotch, took a snapshot and sent it off. "Mmh, such a good girl," she replied a little bit later, ...

... breathing harder herself. "I bet you're curious about what I'm doing." I swallowed. "Yes," I whispered. "Hmm, so what will you do if I'll tell you?" she asked cheekily. "Anything," I replied, not quite knowing where my determination was coming from. "I'll do anything." "Is that a promise, slut?" she asked sternly. "Yes," I answered eagerly. "Yes Ma'am, I'll do anything." "Well," she began in a sultry voice as she began giving me a detailed description: "While you were trying to get that banana in, I went into my kitchen and got myself something to match. So right now, there's the thick, green end of a nice slick cucumber sticking out of my wet cunt, waiting for me to fuck myself with it. And if I was there, I'd sit with it on your face and have you bite in it and hold it between your teeth while I'm riding you, impaling myself on this long veggie right above your fucking mouth." I shuddered. The thought of her doing that to me had me move the banana in and out of my pussy again, almost automatically. "Do you hear that, slut?" she asked. "I'll use your fucking face as I like it, just as I'll use everything else of you for my pleasure. Your tits, your cunt, your asshole, they're all mine to use, you understand?" God, that banana reached deeper than I thought it would. Yes, I thought, yes, please use me, I'm all yours. All my life is just to serve you in any way I can. "Did you hear me?" she asked again, louder this time. "Y-yes," I answered startled. "I can't hear you," she yelled at ...