Chris Simon - A real hot number

"Tell me about yourself," I said when I had finished. My own story had aroused me, but I needed more. I sat back on the bed, with the receiver under my ear, and I continued to stroke myself.

"About now?" she asked.

"About everything… anything sexy."

"I'm on my back," she began. "I have my legs open and bent up… Steve is in between them… facing me. He's holding himself up on his elbows and knees… and he's fucking me. Sometimes I wrap my legs around his ass… sometimes I bring my legs all the way up and hold them by my ankles behind my head… When I do that, I can feel his cock sliding all the way into me… deeply into my cunt… and I can feel his balls banging against my ass…"

I pictured it in my mind, and my hand continued to move.

"He's still sucking on my tits… Big tits, but sensitive… I love to have them played with… especially the nipples… If there's one way to get me to fuck it's to play with my tits… Jesus!"

"What do you look like?" I asked. I wanted to make the picture complete in my mind.

"I'm thirty-six," Iris began. "I have black hair and brown eyes… black hair on my cunt too… I think I've already told you about that… a lot of hair… a regular jungle… I'm a hairy woman… my cunt… under my arms… do you like hairy women?… some men do…"

She was right. Most men do. There is something very primitive and animal-like about a hairy woman.

"I weigh one-thirty-five," she continued. "I'm five-four… A little heavy, but big… Big tits… big ass… big cunt…"

I opened my legs and humped upward, pushing myself off the bed. I could see her fucking Steve…

"Oh shit," she moaned. "That's good… do some more."

"What did he do?" I asked.

"He's standing up now… I'm hanging with my ass over the edge of the bed… he's got my legs straight up… pressed up against his body… with my feet near his face… And he's fucking me like that… with my legs up… I can feel his cock moving in and out of my cunt… pushing up into me… inside of my cunt… my legs are closed somewhat… it makes the passage tighter… a lot of friction… I can feel the ridge of his cock sliding down… it feels wet… hard like the dildo, only better… warmer… moving… it feels alive!… shit!"

Sweat was running down my neck, and my arm was aching from the constant motion of jerking off. I could cum at any time, I knew. But I fought the feeling back, savoring the pleasure of deprivation. I wanted to save my orgasm. I wanted to cum when she was cuming… I wanted to cum when Steve was aiming inside of her…

"Eat me!" I heard Iris say. "That's it… lick my cunt…"

"What's happening?" I asked.

"He's pulled out," she began. "Jesus… that feels good… even pulling out feels sexy… do you know what it feels like for a woman to have a big cock slide out of your cunt?… it feels like you're taking a shit with your cunt… like a gigantic turd is pushing out… you can feel it moving in you… wet… hard… sliding down and out… and your cunt feels empty… hollow… when it's gone… You can feel your cunt reclosing…"

I felt it; I saw it; I imagined it. I kept on pumping my fist up and down along my cock until I felt as though my arm would cramp.

"He's down between my legs now," she said. "I can feel his face… his breath… against my cunt… His breath against the wetness of my pussy… he's taking his hands… his fingers on me… opening the lips… pushing his fingers up… inside of me… squishing them around… turning them…"

I was listening with my body; with my mind.

"He's pulling them out now… he's bending closer to me… I can feel his breath again… hot… almost wet on my skin… Oooohh!"

"What did he do?" I demanded. I wanted to know. I had to know. I felt as though I were watching a movie and someone had suddenly stood up in front of me and blocked my vision.

"His tongue," Iris said. "His tongue…"

"What did he do with his tongue?"

"He touched my cunt with it… my clitoris… he's licking my clit with the tip of his tongue… he's moving his tongue slowly… almost as though he's dabbing my cunt with his tongue… like a paint brush… dabbing my clit with wet…"

"More… tell me more."

"He's got his hands under my ass and he's holding me in place… so that my cunt won't slip away from his tongue… it's like he's eating watermelon… holding my cunt and slurping his face into my wet pussy…"

I listened carefully to the silence that followed her words. For a moment I almost thought I could hear…

"He's moving his fingers now… sliding them up from my ass… near my cunt… He's pushing his finger into me… into my cunt… He's licking my cunt and pushing his finger in and out… Jesus… it's like getting fucked and licked at the same time… He's moving his finger… bending it… running it up and down the hole… rubbing my insides with the tip… and licking at my clit…"

I felt like I was lying in a puddle of sweat. The bed under my body was drenched with my excitement and effort. My stomach was hard from my tensing it and the muscles of my thighs strained as I pushed myself up and down through my fist.

"He's moving his other finger… a second finger… He's pushing it in… into me… two fingers in my cunt!… like a small cock… pushing in and out… I can feel the muscles of my cunt closing around his fingers… tightening… I can feel the knuckles of his fist against the outer lips of my cunt… pushing up…"

Without thinking, I put my left hand in my mouth. Two fingers of my left hand in my mouth. As I jerked off, I slid the fingers in and out of my mouth, wetting the fingers. I tightened my lips around them and continued to move my hand up and down against my crotch.

"His tongue is moving down… away from my clit… he's pushing his tongue up into me… no. No!… not into me… He's sliding his tongue up… from the inside of my cunt hole where his fingers are… up through the flaps of the lips… and now he's touching my clitoris again… Oh God! He's doing it again… again!"

I knew what he was doing. I had done it myself to Patti. It used to drive her out of her mind.

"Wait," she said. She was talking more to herself than she was talking to me. "He's pulling his fingers out now… I can hear the sound of my cunt… the wet… sliding sound… He's sliding his fingers up and down between the lips… He's opening the fingers… separating them… pushing them back into me…"

I heard a moan. A moan of intense pleasure.

"My ass…" Iris moaned. "He's pushing a finger up my ass… his middle finger… still wet from my cunt… his pushing it up my ass… I can feel it sliding in… Oh Jesus!… he's pushing the other finger back up in my cunt… one finger in my ass and one in my cunt!"

"Oohh!" I heard someone say. It took me a second to realize it was me.

"He's licking my cunt… rapidly now… beating his tongue against my clit… and pushing both fingers inside of me… he's moving the one in my ass… ohjesusithurts… good."

I felt my orgasm brimming. I was holding my legs together to prevent my cuming.

"FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Iris screamed.

I heard a movement, then the clunking sound of the telephone dropping. I heard moans, and a hand fumbling for the receiver. Voices faded in and out, intermixed with her moans and the pumping splash of flesh against flesh.

"He's fucking me… Oh Jesus… it's good… his cock… his hot fucking cock in my cunt, going in and out… fucking me…"

"Tell me more!" I screamed. "More!"

"He's on top… in my cunt," she was almost incoherent, "I'm touching his cock now… I'm putting my hand down between my legs… touching his cock… It's all wet… slimy and juicy… I can feel it going in and out of my cunt… Through my hand… into my pussy…"