The Caller 01 - Sex Stories

The Caller 01

... them up inside my pussy. Quietly they slid in. I heard no noise coming from between my legs and almost felt disappointed, when suddenly the silence was interrupted by the faint voice coming from the phone, almost inaudibly. "Come on," she said, "you know how to make that pussy squirm." Defiantly, I moved my fingers faster and faster, probing myself deeper and getting more and more horny at that, until the fingers were covered in slick juice all over, spreading it out across my labia. Now, there were faint sucking noises coming from my crotch every time I pushed in or out. The woman moaned satisfied. "Mmh, very good," she said. "Now lick them clean. I want to hear your greedy mouth suck your cunt juice off your fingers." I gasped. Part of me wanted to just go on playing with my pussy, another part of my wanted to throw the phone away and hide in shame, but the biggest part, the one that finally won, just wanted to obey this mysterious stranger and follow her instructions. So I brought the phone back up to my ear and began to lick my wet fingers. I don't usually do that, and so the taste of my - or anyone's - vaginal secretion was unfamiliar to me. However, it was not unpleasant, and so soon I had my fingers both in my mouth, sucking at them like a child would suck a popsicle. I smacked my lips a few times, making sure the caller could hear me well. "Hmm, you like your own pussy in your mouth?" she said while I ran my tongue in between the fingers, licking them clean. I ...

... didn't answer her and instead sucked a little harder, acting like my mouth was too full to reply. "Mh, very good then," she continued, "make sure those fingers are all wet from spit, so you can get them into your ass." I stopped. No, I thought. I'll never do this. I've never done this, and I certainly won't start with it now. This is where I draw the line. "Come on," the voice said harshly, interrupting my thoughts as if she had read them. "You know you want to, your little asshole is already itching for it, and just thinking about it makes your pussy juices run down your legs." Fuck, I thought. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck, yes! I did want to do that! Why did I suddenly want to do that? Where are these feelings coming from? What was going on with me? Almost mechanically, I reached behind me and bent over slightly, leaning against a windowsill while I ran my fingers across my butt, my nice round butt that I was so proud of. The tip of my middle finger was already poised at my anus, as if it had never done anything else, and I finally held my breath and pushed against it. The sensation made me gasp for air. It was dirty, it was painful, it was... wrong... but at the same time, it felt soooo hot. I never knew how warm it was inside my ass, how good it felt to get it penetrated, how... how much of a slut it made me feel. How much it made my pussy water. I must've started moaning without realizing it, being focussed on the sensation from my finger in my asshole, when the voice talked to me ...