Phone Call by the Pool

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Older man masturbates during obscene phone call.
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Part 1 of the 3 part series

Updated 09/22/2022
Created 10/20/2008
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I was lying in the sun by my condos community pool working on my midseason tan. . Instead of an actual swimsuit, I was wearing black bikini underpants. I had purposely worn them because they were light, I wasn't intending to get in the pool, and they had the bikini cut I wanted for my tan.

My cell phone rang but I ignored it, and let the answering machine answer it. It rang again, and I ignored it again. Then it rang a third time and I picked it up and looked at the caller display to see who was calling. It was a blocked number so I didn't answer it. I set the phone down and was just settling back on the lounge chair when it rang again. I picked it up and looked at the caller display. It was blocked. I punched the button sending the call to the answering machine and set the phone down. Two minutes later it rang again.

I answered it. "Hello?" I said irritably hoping the caller perceived my irritation.

"Is this Dan?" asked a deep male voice with a touch of southern drawl.

"Yes. Who is this?" I asked. Intrigued that the caller knew my name but I didn't recognize the voice.

"Well before we get to who I am, I want to be sure I'm talking to the right Dan. Are you lying out by the pool in skimpy black bikini underpants getting a tan?" asked the voice in a suggestive tone.

"Who is this?" I asked again, surprised anyone at this condo complex would notice me, an overweight, middle aged, white guy, working on his suntan in the middle of a week day, with no one in sight or near the pool.

"Who are you and why are you watching me?" I asked my irritation clear in my voice. I was beginning to think this guy was some unwanted stalker or local crazy just escaped from the loony bin.

"I've been watching you," Said the voice. "You've been exercising, you've lost some weight, gotten some muscle tone, and you're looking much better now than when I first saw you." Purred the male voice, in what was now clearly a suggestive tone.

"Well thank you very much." I said now convinced this was a crank call. "How observant of you to notice I've exercising and lying out here in the sun getting a tan." I said sarcastically and hung up.

My phone rang as soon as I put it down. I ignored it. It rang again. I ignored it. It rang again. I glanced at the caller ID ... it was from a blocked number - again. This was too much. "Quit calling me, damn it!" I almost shouted into the phone. "I'm not interested in talking to you."

But before I could hang up he said in a low voice, "That was very rude of you to hang up on me after I had just given you such a nice complement. I just wanted to tell you I'm a photographer and I've taken some photos of you lying by the pool. I wanted to share them with you, so I sent them to your email, and thought I'd tell you about them."

"Are you going to tell me who you are? And how did you get my phone number and email?" I was really irritated now.

"Aren't you just a little curious about the photos I took of you?"

Well I was curious, very curious. So I said, "Thanks for telling me about them. I'll look at them when I go in later, and if I like them I'll send you an email telling you so. If not, I'll delete them and tell you that as well." I was thinking that if I seem interested in his photos he'd accept my false promise to look at them and hang up.

Instead he persisted, "I think you'll like my photos of you. Some of them of you getting a tan; others are of you in the hot tub, and some are of you in the pool."

This was creepy. Who was this guy? Then I realized his accent sounded as if he could be black. Could this be the black guy that had moved into number 234, the condo that had a good view of the pool, 2 or 3 months ago? I'd been lying in the sun one afternoon when 3 muscular, very dark black guys in their mid 40s had spent hour moving furniture up the stairs into unit 234. I'd gotten a good look at them and all of them resembled each other so closely I thought they were either brothers or cousins. This could be one of them. But I couldn't remember which one was the tenant. The one I thought was the tenant had worn his hair in short braids, wore glasses, and looked very intelligent.

Now I was more curious than scared. "Well now that you mention the photos, tell me why you took them, what they show, and when you took them."

"I have some very close up shots of the outline of your cock showing through your bikini, I have some close ups of your bottom with you bending over causing your cheeks to spread, I have some of you lying on your stomach with your legs slightly spread showing the outline of your plump cheeks though your bikini, and I have a couple of you with your hand down the front of your bikini fondling your cock. And, I just wanted you to know that I think that those bikini panties show off your bottom very well."

My hear rate tripled and my cock twitched. This was an obscene phone call from some guy who was currently watching me! This guy was really coming on to me. Involuntarily, my cock started to harden. Laying on my back in the sun, wearing nothing but the skimpy bikini panties he had spent so much time describing to me, did nothing to conceal the clear outline of my rapidly hardening cock.

He noticed my growing erection, and told me so in a low husky suggestive voice. "I see I got your attention, or at least I got your cock's attention. If you really are curious and want to know how, when and why, I took the photos of you, turn over onto your belly. I want a nice clear view of the outline the cleft between your nice plump bottom cheeks makes through your panties while I'm talking to you on the phone. Besides it's time you turned over anyway. You don't want to get sunburned."

Holding the phone to my ear, my heart pounding and my cock fully erect, I began to turn over. As I did so my throbbing cock slid out the side of my panties giving the world a clear view of my stiff, cut, 6 inches trailing a streamer of precum. I hastily shoved my errant member back inside my panties, but not before he noticed.

"That was a very nice close up photo I just got of your beautiful hard cock poking out of your panties and leaking precum all over them." He said in my ear as I settled onto my belly. "I would really like to run my tongue over your cock, taste your precum, and then suck you off."

I was too shocked at having just exposed my fully erect cock in public to say anything before he gave me further instructions. "Let your feet hang off the sides of the lounge chair. Spread your legs a little so I can see the entire outline of your bottom ... You have such a nice plump bottom! I'm hard just looking at it ... You know those panties don't do anything to hide the outline of your cheeks ... If you want you to make me cum just sitting here watching you, raise your bottom a little ... Ooooohhhhh that's such a nice pose with your bottom up ... If would you like me to come down there and pull you panties down and slide my cock into your bottom ... reach back and slide your hand down the back of your panties and finger fuck your slot for me while I fondle myself ..."

I was so hot I forgot where I was, so I slid my hand down the back of my panties, plunged my fingers into my warm willing slot and finger-fucked my self while he purred in my ear that he loved seeing me finger-fuck myself and was getting great photos of me fingering myself under my panties. Then by accident and without me noticing, my panties slid down and fully exposed my bare bottom as my fingers plunged in and out of my wet willing slot.

Then I heard a high pitched angry voice. "You sick pervert!"

Shocked and panicked I looked up to see a policeman in uniform looking at me, his face flushed, his pants clearly showing the unmistakable signs of an erection, and my neighbor from hell Mrs. Smith, standing next to him pointing at me while she said, "He does this all the time. He's a pervert. You should lock him up forever."

I couldn't think of anything to else to say, so I looked at the cop who was clearly interested in my very exposed bare bottom and said, "You wanna fuck me? I could really use a hard cock right now! Her husband used to fuck me but she caught him fucking me in the hot tub and now she just wants to get even!"

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drjohnndrjohnnalmost 13 years ago
great story

I loved it, all until the very end. It would have been better had he just followed the anonymous instructions. That was HOT

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