It was the sexiest, most erotic phone conversation I had ever had in my life. The man on the other end was causing me to shiver and shake with excitement at the things he was saying to me.
I was laying on the bed wearing my little black nightie with tiny thin shoulder straps and nothing underneath, I don't like to wear underwear much and never wear any at night. It was ten o'clock in the evening and nobody was about.
Outside the rain was pouring down in tune with my own womanly juices. He was telling me how much he enjoyed looking at me when I was at work. He thought my mouth was sexy and I wondered how he would like it wrapped around his engorged cock.
The conversation slowly escalated to him telling me what he wanted to do to me. I could not believe that this was the same man who was so "nice" to me at work. I could never have imagined he would say things like "cock" or "ass." It was fucking unbelievable.
I loved the way he lowered his voice when he was talking dirty. It became husky and breathless and made my heart thump so hard, I felt it would explode.
Of course, when I let him know where I REALLY wanted his cock, he was a little surprised, but then he wanted to hear me say it out loud...
"Say it. Let me hear you say you want my cock up your ass," he commanded with authority.
"I want your cock up my ass," I said quietly.
"I didn't hear that. Say it again," he said.
"I want you to FUCK me up the ASS with your COCK," I said louder and clearer.
"That's good. I'd like to do that," he replied in that husky, sexy voice.
I was getting sleepy as the conversation had gone on for hours. We had covered many things in those hours, more than some would cover in a life time. It was sometime early in the morning now and I was drifting off to sleep.
The last thing I remembered was him telling me to meet him the next night at the beach, wearing nothing but a swim suit....
AT THE BEACH
It was full moon and the night was mild and peaceful. A gentle breeze caressed my heated skin like a skilled lover's hand. The light from the moon reflected off the dark, smooth surface of the water.
Then I saw him and shivered, despite the warmth. He was out in the water, sitting on his surf-board wearing shorts and no top. His bare, surfer's chest shone in the moonlight and I could only stare in admiration at the glorious sight.
He saw me at the same time, as I slowly walked down to the water, wearing my black swim suit with the high-cut brief, which showed off the lower half of my ass.
I wondered how I looked to him with my tits framed by the thin black straps of my suit. The push-up effect of the slight support in the top part of the suit would be creating a gentle swell, like the ocean.
He was staring. Good, he seemed as mesmerised as I was. Our gazes clashed and passion was reflected in one another's eyes, heating my body from the inside out, till I could feel my cheeks flush with color.
Walking through the cool water to meet him, I felt my nipples hardening to points that pushed against the material, almost painful with the need to escape their restraint. He walked towards me and his eyes dropped to my chest, looking at my obvious arousal.
"I'm glad you came," I said shyly, when I got close enough for him to hear me.
He dragged his eyes away from my chest and looked at my mouth, saying:
"I almost did when I first saw you in this swim suit."
This response surprised me and I smiled as he leaned over to kiss me. His hot mouth pressed against mine, gently at first. Then his kiss became more demanding as he explored my mouth with his strong tongue, pushing mine around. He sucked my tongue and didn't let it go until he wanted to.
"So you like to be dominated huh?" He asked with a sudden serious tone to his voice.
"Yes," I replied breathlessly, still shaken from his kiss.
"Turn around," he commanded.
I did as he said, without question.
