osely to his deep, kinda sexy voice talking through the receiver of my phone. He asked me what I was looking for. I sent a message back, telling him I was hoping to find a nice man to have a nice conversation with, and asked him what he was looking for as well. I waited for a response. And waited. And waited. And waited. Finally, he had responded, asking me if we could connect and actually talk. The way he asked just made me shiver in excitedness. So, I invited him to directly connect with me. The phone line went dead for a few seconds. "Hello?" I said, wondering, and a little scared, that I got disconnected. "Hey there", he responds, and I feel a rush of exstacy pour through my body. I giggled back a hello. "You know what I want?", he asks me, and really, I had no idea, so I reply "No", with another nervous giggle. He laughs, and says, "Your mouth around my throbbing cock". I let out a tiny gasp, not expecting him to say what he just did, as I feel the blood rush to my face and my nipples harden. "You like that, I can tell", and I can hear the big smile on his face as he said that. All I could let out was a "Mmhmm". He laughed, "Well, you can have your head bobbing up and down, and I can get underneath you and press my face into your sweet little flower". I closed my eyes and moaned, feeling my clit swell up. I listen to him start to breathe heavy and say, "I'd shove my tongue deep inside you, running my teeth across your clit sodtly, swallowing every little drop that comes outta you". I slowly unbutton my jeans and slip them off, along with my underwear and spread my legs open wide, petting my huge clit softly, feeling it start to throb. "Then, as I'm about to unload in your mouth, I pull your head off of my cock and kiss you softly, letting you taste your juices in my mouth". I lick my lips, imagining what his mouth, full of the taste of my pussy, would taste like. "Then, I'd stand you up, sit you on my kitchen counter, and shove my cock inside of you, pushing into you hard". My god. I shoved my fingers into my wet hole, letting out a huge moan. "Mmm, you like that, don't you, sexy? You love the feel of my hard cock pounding deep inside of you". I moaned a loud "Ohh, yes", three of my fingers shoving deep inside of me, my knuckles running over my g-spot. I listen to him moaning faster and faster, and he asks me in a deep voice, "Where do you want my cum baby?". Breathlessly, my fingers pumping inside me as I'm about ready to burst, I whisper that I want his cum in my mouth. I hear him grunt and groan as he tells me he is cumming. Then I hear him let out a strong moan, and as I hear him moan, I realize I can't hold on much longer. My pussy erupts, throbbing hard, dripping all over. As I catch my breath, recovering from the greatest feeling I have ever felt in my life, I whisper, "Thank you". He laughs and gives me a breathless "You're welcome". When I finally caught my breath, I went to ask him his name, when the lady's recorded voice tells me that he had disconnected. I let out a sigh and felt my face turn into a frown. So I hung up the phone, and tried to fgure out whether what just happened was real or not. I've tried looking for him many times, but I never found him. So, I guess he will be forever known as Mr. Mystery.

g and figured I was in similar company, guys looking for a place to unload.  So I'm there and getting closer to actually jacking off when I hear a voice behind me "Can I give you a hand with that?"     A little startled, I jumped, and looked behind me to see a woman standing there with a shy looking grin.  I just sat there cock in hand, just a little shocked.  I thought for a second of how it must have looked pants down around my knees.  She came in a but closer and asked again, looking at my exposed crotch, with my hand trying in vane to cover up what I had been doing, but that was silly.  I'm sitting here, like a kid that just got caught, well, you know, I just got caught beating off, so, now what.   Here's this girl, offering to help me, but what does that really mean.  I'm flustered about getting caught by a total stranger, who is offering to do something that nobody had ever offered to do in the past.  Nobody has ever touched me before, only in my dreams and fantasies.  This is the kind of thing that I think about when I take care of things myself. "Move your hand, I want to see it" she says, and with a little hesitation, I moved my hand.  I guess it was the shock of it all, I was getting softer. "I like it" she says as she reached down to touch me.  Her hand is warm and soft, as she took me and started to stroke me gently, softly.  She was talking to me, but I don't have a clue what she is saying.  I looked at her face, she was watching the video, smiling and pulling my hard-on.  I'm watching her, she's watching the video, and I am having a hard time believing this girl is actually doing this for me.  She hasn't asked for anything in return. Finally I relax and go with it.  She seems to be content just giving me a hand job, so I start to enjoy what is going on.  Her hand was working me well. I was really well.  Her hand was soft and warm, and the thrill of it was bringing me closer and closer to shooting my load. "I'm going to cum"  I said, to which she had me stand up.  Standing beside me, she had one hand on my cock, and with her other hand she reached behind and through my legs to stroke my balls. That was all it took, I started to shoot.  I was shooting cum all over the wall and the video monitor, but I didn't care.  This was the best I had ever had.  Again, I had never had anyone ever do that for me before.  I didnt' want it to stop.   I looked at her, she was smiling, and slowly stroking me, watching as what ever was left in me dribbled out and down her hand.  She milked me for every drop. She took her hand and licked it clean, and went back for more. She left as quietly as she came in, leaving me there pants down and short of breath.  My knees were week, and I wasn't sure if I could walk out without everyone knowing what had happened, so I sat for a bit.  The video was still playing, but I couldn't be bothered with it.  I had just had my first assisted orgasm, and it was great.  After a few minutes, I got up and went straight to the door.  I didn't want to look around, I didn't want to see anyone there. So, finally out the door I started for home.  Once there, I went for the shower and remebered what all happened.  This, with the hot water, got me going again.  I came again, but it was nothing like what I got in the porn shop, nothing at all.