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I lost my connection and she sent me an off line message asking, "Damn was it that bad?".2
Little did she know my clit was pulsating and I was getting all wet just from looking at her pictures.3
I asked her, "Can I have you?4
Her response was "what?"5
"Just kidding" I said, even though I really wasn't. I could think of a lot of things I wanted to do to that body of hers. I just sat there imagining my tongue licking her clit and my lips wrapping around it and sucking very gently.6
My system was running real slow and she thought I was just ignoring her so she said,7
"Are you there?"8
" Yes, and I'm not going anywhere". I said.9
That's when I decided to tell her my real name was Precious.10
She wanted to know what I was attracted to, I told her a woman that took pride in what she wore, had a great personality, a good sense of humor, a good head on her shoulders, good communication, honesty, and the foremost important quality that she must have was the ability to make me one of her top priorities. I forgot to mention that I wanted a woman with a fat wet pussy that I could devour.11
That's when I asked if I could call her. I was getting tired of being disconnected and worrying if she'd be gone by the time I got back. Then again, maybe that was just my excuse to hear her voice. I was already yearning to hear it and we'd only been texting each other for a little over twenty-four hours. She seemed really hesitant on giving me her number so I was like when are you going to give it to me.12
"How bad do you want it?" she said13
"Girl if you don't give me your number it'll break my heart." Truth was I needed to hear her voice because my hands were starting to wander.14
That's when we exchanged numbers. I called her instantly. I achingly longed for a voice to go with that sexy ass body. When she answered I got wet instantaneously. I sat on the phone giggling and feeling as happy as a child with a candy bar. That's when she instant messenged me stating that she thought I was cute. Since we were still on the phone I asked her why did she type that instead of telling me. 15
We made arrangements to meet the next day. I couldn't wait to see her in person. I was actually going to get a chance to not only see what she looked like, but I would be able to feel what she felt like also. 16
I went to bed that night holding my teddy bear with one hand while my other hand was gripping my pussy. I couldn't stop my clit from pulsating. How did she manage to make me horny just by talking to me over the phone. It wasn't like she'd said anything erotic either, but nonetheless I kept thinking about her coming on my tongue.17
Those were the thoughts I had about a month ago when we first met. Presently I'm upset with you because you seem to have some issues. I've noticed that when I call you are never available, but when you call I'm always waiting to hear from you. 18
I've decided to stop trying so hard. I know I promised myself that I'd make you mine but damn how much more of this can I take. I'm always there when you need me to be. I'm caring. I'm loving. I'm considerate. Yet still you deny me my chance at making you happy.19
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Comments
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AWWW. This is sad...Is this the end? Or is there more?
I decided to read all the way through before commenting, that way I'm not getting more points than I deserve. I'm not a lesbian, yet somehow this caught my attention and kept it..I've often thought I could be Bi, and maybe this is a bit of proof that I am. Heh. This is very hot...And I love how you made the way you two met towards the end..Why did you do that, by the way? Just wondering if there's a specific reason. Anyhow, thank you for sharing this with everyone here at AP that browse the erotica section.
