Struggling to Sleep - Sex Stories

Struggling to Sleep

... feeling her pulse quicken in anticipation. "I am ready, Sir," she said in a hushed tone. "Good. Now I want you to just relax. Relax and let me into your mind. You have had a hard day haven't you, my dear?" he said in a deep, soothing voice. "Oh, yes Sir," she said. "Well just forget about the day and concentrate on the sound of my voice. Just let me take away all your cares and worries..." "Mmmm, I'd like that," she said, already relaxing some. She knew that if anyone could get her to relax, it would be him. He had done it before. She wriggled in her bed, getting more settled. His voice came over the telephone receiver and seemed to wrap around her like a warm, soft blanket. "What do you have on right now?" he asked. "Just my panties. I took my t-shirt off a little while ago because I was too hot," she said. "I see. Well that's good, but I can't guarantee you won't be getting hot again!" he said. Alice giggled, feeling herself blush at his words. "Now I want you to reach up and play with your nipples. I remember you had wonderfully sensitive and hard little nipples. Are they still as sensitive as they were then?" "Yesss..." she sighed. She reached up with one finger, lightly circling her nipple as she felt the fleshy button stiffen - partly from her teasing and partly from his voice in her ear. "Yes, I remember how they used to harden when I would lick them... when I would suck those little buds into my mouth. Remember?" "Ohhh..." she moaned quietly. Yes, she remembered all ...

... too well. Richard had been a wonderful lover - patient, considerate and caring. He always made sure that she was satisfied and that she had just as good a time as he did. Alice had never failed to have fantastic orgasms with him, many of which had left her exhausted and sweaty, but grinning like a Cheshire cat! He could hear her breathing changing as he talked with her - at first soft and gentle, but getting harder and more labored. He continued the game. "Are those nipples getting hard for me?" he asked. "Yess... Sirrr..." she moaned. "Good girl. Now I want you to pinch and pull them. Imagine it's my teeth on your nipples... you remember how I used to love chewing on those hard little nipples... making a meal out of your wonderful tits," he said, soft and low. "Ohhh, goddd..." she whimpered. When he called her "good girl" she always melted. She loved being his good girl... she loved being his. Alice could feel her panties getting soaked as she toyed with her nipples and listened to his calming, sexy voice. "Are you feeling a little better now?" he asked. He knew the answer already, he just wanted to her hear say it. "Yes Sir," she said softly, "Thank you." "You're welcome, my little slut. You know I'm always here whenever you need me," he said reassuringly. "My little slut." He used to call her that when they were together and it would always turn her on incredibly. She loved being his little slut, being talked dirty to and being degraded and humiliated. She knew he did it ...