Eve smiled to herself when she heard the tell-tale soft pitched "beep" of her cell phone. That sound announced that she'd received a new text message. She really only communicated via text with one person; Dallas. It was often their preferred means when they were apart. She supposed they each liked the brevity and immediacy of the mode. No wasted words or wasted time.
As she flipped her cell phone open, she recalled their late night phone call from a few days earlier. They'd chatted for a while about various things but the overriding tone of the conversation was very sexually charged as was often the case with them. Since the mere sound of each other's voice made them both hard and wet, their phone conversations were often quickly reduced to raw, hot sex in fairly short order.
Eve had talked Dallas into an intense orgasm the morning before and he'd said that tonight would be her turn to lift off. As she spoke, she could hear his heavy breathing and the distinct broken sound of his hand pounding fast on his cock. Those two sounds together alone without any words whatsoever always made her pussy wet and her clit rock hard. He'd barely needed to say anything before she blasted into oblivion, her moans resounding deep and full.
"That's it baby," he whispered loudly. "Come for me. Keep coming hard. I love to hear you come for me."
It was then Eve had shuddered and sighed as her orgasm subsided. She ran her hand across her erect nipples which sent the final hot jolts through her quivering body.
"What are you going to do about it?" the text message read. Again Eve giggled as the answer she intended to give flashed across her mind's eye. She loved the sexual banter they often got into; she had felt the temperature rising all afternoon as they'd sent messages back and forth. It had started with her inquiry, "Have you come yet?"
She was referring to the fact that Dallas had not come two nights earlier when he'd brought her to orgasm so quickly. He'd said he'd had a few too many beers watching the game and it was her turn anyway. So she'd found herself wondering today if he'd taken matters into his own hands, so to speak, and was delighted and aroused when he answered "No" to her question. She'd then flirted back and asked if he'd like to come later on that night to which he replied," No. I don't like to do that."
Eve, knowing he was kidding of course, had responded, "Finally! I'm speechless." Dallas came back with an immediate, "It was just a joke!!!" She had him hooked now and waited a few hours before teasing him with, "So, are you still horny and chuckling?" An instant "Yes" was shot back from Dallas.
"That makes two of us then," had been Eve's final flirtatious retort. Now she knew that he was hot and horny and he knew she was too. Perfect. It was his response to that statement which she was musing over now.
"Hmmm, what am I going to do about it?" she read again.
Dallas had a very discreet and subtle way of letting her know when he wanted to be dominated. Sometimes she wondered if he was even aware of the cues he sent her. When the hit came, she was usually more than ready to take the lead however. She raised her fingers to the keypad and, unlike the current teenage population, clumsily punched in her response, "Instruct you to get hard, fill your ass, pinch your tits, clear that mind of yours and call me for further orders."
She poured herself a full glass of an Argentinean Malbec and walked outside to sit on her terrace. It was a beautiful crisp spring night and she felt her desire surge through her like sap rising through a tree. She'd been feeling randy for days, what with the spring season in full bloom. Work had picked up a bit for her too, but still she'd found herself hot and distracted over the last few days. In an effort to assuage the craving, she'd begun to cruise the internet looking for a potential playmate to set up a "casual encounter."
She had a recurring fantasy and had decided to work on making it happen. That was one of Eve's specialties; she had the gift of an extraordinary imagination and often had both the desire and courage to try to make her dreams come true. With Dallas, she'd discovered a willing and eager partner, a mate who not only allowed her to pursue her desires, but who was enthusiastic about participating. Other than his exceptionally superb ass, this quality was one of the things Eve loved most about him. Because her imagination was limitless and because he encouraged her to plumb it's depths often, she felt it was possible to stay with him forever.
She'd surfed a site she'd used before; she looked under M4MW (men for man and woman) in Dallas' hometown. Though in her fantasy the mix wasn't going to quite work out that way (at least not initially) she thought that was the best place to start.
"Zzzz. Zzzz." Eve's cell phone, almost always set on the vibrate mode, buzzed on the tabletop next to her. She picked it up and read "Dallas" on the illuminated screen. "Mmmm," she softly moaned to herself as she flipped open the phone. "There's no way you did all of that that quickly!" she stated, her voice husky with desire.
"No, but I'm hard already," Dallas whispered low and tight, his craving evident. "I thought you might want to do the rest with me."
"Ahhh," Eve moaned. "Are you smooth, baby?"
"Yeah, I'm still smooth," he said.
"How about your tits? Are they smooth; the way I like them?" asked Eve in a slightly more insistent tone.
"No, I haven't shaved them in a while."
"Where's your cock ring?"
"In the drawer," he mumbled.
"Go get it then," Eve ordered. She heard him rise quickly and pad across the room. She could hear the sound of the drawer glide then what sounded like him rummaging through a pile of objects.
"OK," he panted as he made his way back to the bed.
