Distance is a horrible thing when trying to develop a relationship. 847.5 miles separate me and ScarlettFire but we're in constant communication over the phone or computer.

This morning I woke up, lonely, wrapped up in my blankets and I thought how much better it would be is she was there with me. I reached over for my cell phone and pressed the speed dial. her sleepy voice answered, but a happy one. We exchanged good mornings, told each other how much we missed the other. She confirmed my suspissions she was sleeping naked again. I told her how much I longed to be laying in bed our naked bodies against each other, my manhood pressed against the crack of her ass. She assured me if that was case, we would be like that for very long. We talked about how I'd begin kissing her neck and shoulders and I heard her moan. "Are you touching yourself?" I asked. "Yes, my fingers are slowly working their way down."

I figured if I could beat 'em... I slipped my hand into my shorts and rubbed my already hard penis. her moans sounded so wonderful through the phone. We talked about what we would do if we were in the same bed... where her lips would like to be, were my fingers want to be.. how it would feel as I slipped myself into her. We both were moaning with pleasure.

Finally she whispered "ok, my fingers are enough..." and I could hear her moving to get to the toy bag she kept by her bed. "I think I'll use the purple one." referring to her favorite purple vibe. (she'll fill you in on make & model, LOL)

Her moans got more intense as she slid it in and out of her, thinking it was me. Her moans only made me hotter and I stroked myslef, wishing my hand could feel anywhere as good as she would. I told her how much I want to play with her with that toy. How I'd like to stand over her, so I could slide in and out of her while she takes me in her mouth. She moaned faster and louder and I knew she was getting closer. I told her how I wanted to lick and suck her nippes.

Somehow she managed to juggle the phone, the purple vibe and another vibe which she used on her clit. Through her moans I could here the buzzing sound

We came together, she released a series of "Oh fuck baby... oh fuck you feel so good in me" and I moaned her name as my load shot out all over me.

She told me how she can't wait to lick my seeman off me, and feel my dick collapse in her mouth and I told her I can't wait until I feel her body against mine as it rocks in a tremendous orgasm.

"soon baby, very soon."


God, I wish that flight was tomorrow!!!

It was, indeed, a very good morning. Eclipsed only by the thought of you actually being here.

I woke up at about 7:30 actually and glanced at my phone, but I was still tired so I fell back asleep... hoping you'd be waking me soon as you'd hinted about calling me and you knew I didn't work today.

It's Clapton that plays now, Lay Down Sally to be exact. I smile when I hear it, I know who it is, and yet I still say "hello?" as if there was any question.

I love hearing your voice, and first thing in the morning was perfect. I was actually shivering and I don't think the room temperature was really a factor, though I was nude under the covers

We were only talking for a few moments before my hand headed for the warmer climate between by thighs, though I didn't immediately tell you. I knew we'd get to it.

I enjoyed lazily circling a finger around my clit as we talked about how nice it would be to wake up together. I couldn't help but think of how much better your fingers would feel, teasing me awake, though I wouldn't be likely to settle for that.

That's probably when I moaned. Busted, I guess, hahaha. I admitted to dampening my fingers between the lips of my pussy and was eager for you to join me.

I can't believe how much you enjoy my little moans and the idea of you hearing me just excites me all the more.

When you told me how hard you were I couldn't get the idea out of my head of wrapping my lips around your cock first thing in the morning while your fingers slide into my pussy.

Alas, my fingers had done all they could do. I never was good at doing that left handed anyway. I needed a toy.

I have a few in the bag by my bed, but none of them please me as much as the petit lucid dream #8, or as I refer to it, the purple one.

Even so, as much as I like it, nothing compares to how it feels sliding it inside me when I hear your voice on the other end of the phone. I can't believe how readily the moans escaped me. Obviously it was the idea that in a few days time it would be you and not the toy sliding inside me.

I fear my actions made it a little more difficult to say the words that were forming in my mind but you picked that up quite well.

Pinning the phone (that tiny little cell phone, how do i manage it?) between my ear and my shoulder I grabbed my little vibrating egg with my free hand and pressed it to my clit while I continued to fuck myself with the purple vibe.

All the while you were talking to me. The very idea of you next to me, your hand on that toy, your precious cock between my lips. That did it. I heard you moan my name. I knew you were there too and that only made me finish harder.

I lost track of what I said, I know I said your name. I know my mind was reeling with the thought of tasting you, feeling you.

It took me some time to come down, and then all I could think was how I can't wait to be with you, and now how many more stories we'll have to write.