The Phone Call

Ring. Ring.

"Hello." The voice at the other end of the line seemed confident, but coy at the same time, the perfect voice for this sort of thing.

"You've reached Viviana's night service. Can I help you?"

"Er...um...Yes". Richard didn't know quite what to say. It seemed so strange, so weird. "I wanted to receive some loving from your voice." Damn, he thought. What a stupid thing to open with!

"You mean you want me to make love with you over the phone?" Viviana went right to the point. He could tell that she knew the territory, and wasn't shy about any of it.

"Yes- hm- that's right." He stammered.

"Well, let's see. I think I can arrange that. But first, let me have your credit card information." He gave her what she asked for, $120 for an hour session, and then the tone changed into a kind of interview. "Tell me who you are- particularly, what does your body look like, and what are you doing right now?"

Richard Kessler was a man who had never made a point of living out his fantasies. Not so much as a phone call ever before. A lifetime of desire, but at the same time too shy and embarrassed to do anything about it.

Then, after work one day, sharing a drink at the nearby tavern with a married colleague, the man had confided in him of having enjoyed on several occasions the services of a professional sex actress, a woman who would play the game perfectly. Her name was Viviana, she also lived in LA, and would, for a price, play out any man's fantasies- by phone. Embarrassed, yet totally intrigued, he kept the number in his wallet for three months before making tonight's call.

Now there was no turning back. He decided to just go into the experience, wherever it would take him.

"I'm in my early 50's" he reluctantly began. "Silver hair, quite tall and thin, some would say handsome in a youth-meets-wiseman kind of way. And now I'm lying naked on my bed, holding my cock in my right hand. It's been aroused and hard for a while, ever since I began thinking of placing this call, and even more so since I heard the sound of your voice.

My cock is about nine inches long and vibrant, with a reddish purple corona and a bluish vein running the entire length. A drop of clear pre-come is glistening at the very tip. I am slowly stroking it as we speak, and the come is getting smeared all over the shaft. I can hear a quiet slurping sound."

"My, my, Mister. Is there anything else you want to tell me?" She was so exquisitely seductive. He could imagine doing anything she would command.

"Well, there is one thing. A leather cock harness with brass studs is strapped tight around me at the base of my scrotum, fastened around my balls like a collar, swelling both my balls and my cock. They're straining against the harness like a race horse pulling at his reins, and even though everything is swollen, it feels only pleasurable to me, not painful in the least.

"My- so descriptive! Thanks for being so good with words, sweetheart!" She said it with a smile in her voice, completely putting him at ease. He thought, this was going to be fun! It was the perfect choice to have made this call, and she was the perfect person to do it with.

"Well, let me tell you about me. My name is Viviana, and I'm 23 going on 35. I have long, black hair, a very attractive figure and face. My ass is particularly striking, and my legs are quite beautiful. In fact, I've been told I'm extremely sexy by the men who have been in my life. I don't have a regular boy friend right now, so I find this phone service is really nice - it helps me ease some of my sexual tension, and get paid for it. I'm quite hot, and horny, most of the time."

"Would you like to make love with me?" Richard blurted out, unsure what to say that wouldn't sound completely conventional.

"I don't know." She sounded like she was pouting. He imagined her having luscious lips begging to be sucked. She went on. "That's quite forward of you, on our first date, don't you think? What would you like me to do?"

Richard stretched out like a cat, and spoke in a more whispered tone into the receiver.

"I'd like you to tie me down, blindfold me, and then lower your pussy onto my face, first with your panties on. Command me to pleasure you, to breathe my heat into your pussy, and to begin licking on the outside of your panties.

"Then, as they steam up, and you began to get real horny, you would curl your thumb under the lip of the lace-edged nylon and stretch it aside just a touch, enough for my mouth to press against your sweet lips, already boiling over with your juices. I would lap up the nectar that was beginning to seep out of your honey pot, taking great care to alternate sucking gently and being a tiny bit rough on the very tip of your clit.

"Though blinded I would imagine how incredibly pink and satiny your cunt was. While steadily sucking on your clit and pussy lips, your hands would wander back down my torso, taking a firm hold of my prick, and begin thumbing the tip, smearing the juice all around the head."

"My!" exclaimed Viviana, "We do have an active imagination, don't we!" She paused a moment for theatrical effect. "Well, baby, since you've gotten this far, let me tell you what I would do." Again she paused. This was going to be interesting, he thought. Where would she go with his fantasy?

"First, you have obviously needed this for a long time, and so I wouldn't want to rush anything. It is plain to me that you have a strong submissive tendency, that is, you magnetize my dominatrix-spirit to come forth. So let's understand each other right from the start.

"If we're going to go in this direction, you can't come, you know that. No matter how much you want to, no matter how hot you get, no matter how much your cock is aching and your sperm is boiling. Unless I command you to come- and then you must come with all your might.

"You must pay total and complete attention to my cunt at all times, to lick my pussy as if you were worshipping at the altar of a Goddess- for that is how you need to make me feel. Only stop when you're told, or while I turn myself around, pressing my bottom into your face, so that you can lick my ass."

He noticed he was breathing heavier, as she paused once again. Man, she was good at this fantasy stuff!

"In fact", she continued, "I want you to lick all around my asshole right now, and when it's nice and wet, go on and stick that long and agile tongue of yours right on in- that's right, do it now! Go on. Further, even further. OK sweetie, yes I like it. Oo, yes! Your proving to be quite the man tonight, Maybe you would like me to lean over now and begin licking your long cock? Sounds sweet? OK- but only for a moment." She paused, as if she were actually doing it.

"Oo, but it does taste good! Now don't you start getting excited, or making any assumptions of where you think this is going, I wouldn't do that if I were you!" Again she paused.

For a moment it was as if he could hear her voice slightly louder, and coming from another direction than the earpiece of the phone. But with the fantasy being as rich as it was, maybe he was hallucinating.

Just then she spoke in a commanding tone, "Hey, there! Are you daydreaming? I want you to bring your full attention back to my pussy, and give her a real good licking. I'll move myself to place her right on your mouth. That's right. Just like that. Mmm, I am sure liking the way you suck on my clit- you're a hungry one, Delicious! You are quite the master of pussy licking.

"Of course," her tone changed, kind of smug and conspiratorial, "It was a bit foolish of you to reveal the extent of your skills, as now I'm going to have to put them to good use for an extended time. That's right. You thought this was just a special phone call, that you were going to have a hot thrill ride and be done with it. No, sweetie. Not this time. You see, I am talking to you from my cell phone, and was able to trace the call, and have arrived at your home. I'm outside your bedroom window as we speak, looking in at you, naked on your bed, stroking yourself."

He was dumbfounded. It couldn't be! But she went on.

"I can see you did blindfold yourself like a good boy. But- and believe me when I say- if you take just one peek- I'll disappear completely and you'll never ever see me or hear from me again."

Richard couldn't believe what he was hearing, but he now realized why the sound had been different. She really was outside his window! What should he do? Is this getting dangerous? Should he call the police? Or what if he just did nothing, and let it happen? What could she possibly do that would be dangerous?

She continued, "If you're real good- and I mean real, real good- you're gonna get more than you dreamed of." He was silent, noticing his cock grew an inch and even harder. "Hear that sound? That's your screen door opening. Yeah, you left the back door open- how convenient! Hear those clicking sounds? That's my heels, honey, I wore the spiky ones tonight, along with my shortest black skirt. My nylons are the style with the black seam down the back of my legs, and I'll tell you, it's steaming inside there.

"Now, if you're real quiet, you're gonna hear a very subtle and sheer sound of my lacy lingerie slipping off. That's right. I see you squirming. O baby, I know you want to peek- but I promise, if you do, I will run so fast you will never catch me." He didn't say a word, but began to tremble slightly.

"So- put the phone down. We don't need it anymore. That's right. I'm here. Just let the receiver go". She caught it out of his hand and set it down in its cradle, her naked skin brushing against his arm in the process. Electricity shot through his whole body upon that first contact.

"Oo, I felt that! Now, be a good boy and reach your arms up behind you, there, let me take this one first, O good, you can feel my hands on your arm- I'm going to tie this wrist to your left bedpost, that's good, not too tight, but it's really solid- you aren't going to be able to get out of this one- and now, just a moment honey, your right arm, O, did my breast fall into your face? I'm sorry, it just has a way of it's own!"

She let it hang there, pressed against his eyes and nose, while she went about her business. He breathed in deeply, and caught her aroma, fresh and musky at the same time.

She tied her knots with the dexterity of a sailor. "There, now that right wrist is well tied. OK, everything is OK, looks like we're set."

Viviana was now talking from above him, straddling on top of his chest, completely naked. He knew this because her pussy was profusely wetting his skin, pouring forth the liquid of her sex, and though he was sightless, she could see his belly glistening in the candlelight where she had just crouched. She slid up higher on his chest. He began to respond to her question, but she placed a moistened finger on his lips. "No, don't say a word." Her rhetorical questions continued nonetheless.

"How's that, baby? Am I too heavy? I'll just assume that everything's fine, unless you start to shake your head back and forth, But I guess that won't help to free you, now, will it? No, it won't. It'll only move your chin back and forth, making friction where I like it. That's right, baby- here you go, what you've been waiting for."

With that, Viviana swung around to face his feet, and let her ass come down upon his face, her wet center planted directly on his gaping mouth. She settled in, and began to jiggle side to side, back and forth, a little hint of vibration, a few inches in either direction, waiting to see if he'd take the bait.

"OK, let's show Viviana what you're made of. Come on, now, come back to my ass. Stick your nose in there first, hmmm, yes." He inhaled the heavy, musk aroma of her most intimate darkness.

"Now, I'm gonna move forward a touch, there we go, give me your tongue- no, don't try to avoid it, I'm not going anywhere, that's right, go on in, O baby, that's the way, come on, deeper. Now you're gonna feel my weight a bit on your face, I'm gonna move a bit, cause I like the way it feels to fuck your tongue with my ass. Hold on, let me move- O, that's right, no, you can't go anywhere- you better just give me the ride- O, do you like that I squeeze your cock in my tight little fist?" He couldn't answer any question, as his face was completely covered by her ass, and his tongue was now buried in her asshole. She bounced up and down, pressing her bottom to get the most of his tongue as she could.

"Want me to lean forward and do something more than just squeeze your cock with my hand? I can't hear you, baby. What did you say? I just hear muffled sounds, as if you're trying to speak. I can't tell if you're telling me you don't like me squeezing your cock, or you really, really like it! Can't you speak up? O, that's right, your face is pressed against my ass, your tongue is buried deep inside, and my pussy juice is starting to stream into your mouth. I wouldn't want to drown you, for heavens sake! Kind of hard to talk, though, huh? Well, I'll just have to do the best I can to understand what you're communicating, you quiet guy, you.

"Here, you're going to start feeling my tongue slathering about on your cock, and then I'm gonna take it in all the way into my mouth. So if you don't hear me talking for a few minutes, you'll know the reason why." Good for her word, the next several minutes contained only the sound of his muffled moaning from somewhere beneath her bottom and the sound of wetness as her lips and tongue pressed up against the rigid surface of his raging cock.

She finally surfaced from her intent tongue worship long enough to catch her breath, "Mm, your cock is so very, very wet now- but he hasn't come- and that's a real good thing. Cause, you know, there's no coming unless I say so. But O, you made my pussy so wet now! It's about to, I'm about to..."

She slid her ass backwards to bring the lips of her cunt directly upon his mouth- "O, my, I'm coming all over you!" Her juices streamed out of her, totally soaking his face.

"Lick me, suck me, drink me up!"

She wiggled her overflowing pussy all over his face, sliding back and forth to feel maximum contact. "I'm gonna turn around now, sweety, so take a good deep breath, cause next you're going to suck my nipple. And meanwhile I'm gonna take your own little nipples between my fingers and give them a sharp twist and squeeze. How's that? O, you really jumped! Here, take this in that hungry mouth of yours! And feel my pussy grabbing your cock!" With that, she pressed her left breast into his face and slid her pussy over his cock, completely engulfing his cock in her dripping pleasure cave.

Daring to speak, Richard finally opened his mouth to tell her what he was feeling. "Viviana, you feel so, so good! So tight and wet! And hot! You seem to know exactly what I love, yet have never been able to ask for before! I can't believe you came here to my home!"

Before she replied, she slowly lifted her hips several inches and then came down with a great, shuddering force upon his impaled cock. Once there, she rotated her pelvis in figure-eights until he was gasping, and just on the edge of coming.

"O yes, I am here. And what's more, dear man, I'm not intending to leave for quite a while. So you better get used to the smell of my pussy, the taste of my cunt, the squeeze of my hand, And... Feel these?" She dug her nails into his nipples. "Those are my little friends, quite long and sharp. And what you're feeling below are my spike heels, digging ever so pointedly into your ankles." She acted according to her words, and he knew she wasn't kidding. "So don't get any funny ideas about coming, or for that matter, going anywhere- not until I tell you to. You understand me?"

"Yes Viviana, I understand." He ceased speaking, and returned to sucking her greatly engorged left nipple, like manna in the desert, tickling his face.

Richard, the man who had spent his whole life in shy retreat from the world of sexual gratification, was in his own special heaven, served on a silver platter by a gorgeous goddess, and he wasn't about to go anywhere.