Her message was two simple but intriguing words. "nice size".
She must have been referring to the other pics in my profile. To me this meant she'd taken a moment to check me out. My emotional reaction was instantaneous elation.
Quick! What's her location? Me being likely the lonliest half-decent looking guy in Green Bay.
Ok, so she is just on the complete OTHER side of the world. In the UK. Don't panic. Stay calm. "You need this one buddy." I said it to myself as I sent her a reply with fingers crossed.
I checked out her profile. Very sparse. Just a photo of a young, slim, brunette in jeans, sitting on a single bed. Beside her were her purse and a few odds and ends. She looked into the camera --and into my soul.
She quickly replied. She want's to chat! NO! I refuse to type-chat. I tell her so in my reply. And to my unbeleivable happiness she sends back "can i call you?"
There was an instant surge in my lower regions (ref; my photos) Granted, it was very late and I was sleepy but I could swear my erection screamed from somewhere: "YOU TELL HER YES YOU LONELY HORNY SON-OF-A...!!!"
I hit reply and sent my number and logged off muttering "Please god, please god...."
And blam! The phone rang rang. Einstein could not have measured the time it took to get to my ear. I was greeted by that marvelous intoxicating overwhealming sound of a woman breathing deeply in a state of sexual arousal. It is the same kind of breathing as when she's sleeping. Awe inspiring.
I was not going to let this go. I had not had any sexual fun in ages and I am a filmmaker by profession --"I can do this" I thought to myself. "I am going to make this woman cum so hard that just the sound of it will cause the earth to shake."
Unknown to her, but at that moment she was the owner of all my talent. This woman was about to be talked through to a powerful orgasm.
It must be in my DNA. I checked off the requirements in my head: "Make sure she's by herself. (check) Make sure she's laying back and comfortable. (check). Gently get her to say what she's in the mood for (check). then
"Are you looking at my picture?"
"yesss" the sound of her breathing overpowered her voice --so I had to listen very carefully.
"What do you like about it?"
"it's size.... is perfect...." heavy breath.
"Why, thank you. What are you thinking right now, as you look at it.?"
"want it deep inside me...cum on top of me."
A good sign. A very happy moment for a guy when he hears those words. I very calmly and confidently told her "Now.. take off your panties."
The sound of fabrick rustling.
"..and now gently begin massaging your pussy."
Then came the moment I was waiting for as she asked: "tell me, what are you doing to me now?" She was ready. Then for an intoxicating half hour, she massaged herself to a fulfilling orgasm. And I guided her to completion.
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