teazdndenied: teaztress: Once upon a time there was a magic phone. It wasn’t that it was
teazdndenied: teaztress: Once upon a time there was a magic phone. It wasn’t that it was filled with magic exactly, it was more that it conveyed a magical moment. Within it was contained all the numbers of the lonely..…the bored…the lost ones caught in the trap of a colorless mundane existence. Rising every day, donning their suits of armor, and battling the elements of an ordinary life to survive one more day. Painstakingly accumulated from quick encounters over the years, the magic phone contained the names and numbers of all these handpicked wandering souls. The ones who would appreciate being touched spontaneously from a distance…the ones who would thrive after such an encounter…the ones who would smile at the memory. Were you working at your desk….driving to your next appointment…sitting somewhere having a quiet lunch…or perhaps even stuck in an excruciatingly boring meeting? Those facts were irrelevant….for when the phone rang….everything else ceased to exist….and you answered, you always answered. Hello…. “Listen”, she spoke in a hushed tone into the receiver. “I want you to stop what you are doing right now, take a deep breath, and do not say another word except yes or no. Just listen.” “I’m alone, naked, and in need of an ear to listen to me. Not just to listen, but to hear……to hear my words, my sighs, my moans, my gasps……and most importantly, to hear the sound of my voice as it catches in my throat when I fall over the edge.” ________________________________ “If I called you, would you do that? Could you do that? For me?” “Just listen?” How could this be happening?Was he dreaming?Surely, this couldn’t be real, could it??Honestly, Michael wasn’t even sure why he had answered the phone at all. Rarely did he answer when the number displayed is ‘private’, but this time it had felt different to him. This time it felt as if he had no choice. As if he had to answer the phone.And now, there he was alone in his office, to his utter disbelief a sultry female voice on the other end of the call reducing him to a panting… trembling…. feverishly aroused wreck.But it wasn’t that he had simply found himself as the fortunate recipient of a random call out of the blue from a woman who had a kink for phone sex or a kink to have someone listen to her pleasure herself. No, this was different. This was much, much more than that. This was something that went deeper…. far deeper… something that cut to the very core of his sexual psyche. It was as if this woman was weaving her way through the darkest recesses of his mind, opening hidden doors, then drawing upon all of his innermost fantasies to render him breathless.It felt to Michael as if every word… every phrase… every seductive moan and purr… were designed specifically for him, and him alone. Like her voice was intent on offering him what he had always craved yet never experienced…. a glimpse of what it might be like to be with a woman who for that moment in time wanted nothing more than to unlock all of his fantasies and bring them to life.He listened with rapt attention to her every word, her every sound… compliantly remaining silent other than the occasional reply of ‘yes’ or ‘no’ when appropriate. God, this woman was incredible. She cooed and murmured to him in exquisite detail of all those things she would do to him… how she would pleasure him…. arouse him… tease him…. deny him. How he would be hers…. helpless… unable to stop her from having her wicked way with him. Somehow, this voice was honing in on his every hot button, his every fantasy, with devastating precision.Michael felt like the room was spinning… like he was burning up… like he could barely breathe as her voice drew him deeper in to a sexual abyss. It felt as if her spellbinding words and erotic moans were entwining around him, lashing him to the chair…. holding him captive… pleasuring him… arousing him… working him in to a frenzy of need.And then, he heard a sound… his office door opening. His eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of Ashley, his administrative assistant, entering his office then locking the door behind her.His mouth fell open slightly at the look in her eyes, a smoldering expression of lust and arousal in them so intense that he softly whimpered, “My god….”Honestly, Ashley had no idea why she was walking in to his office at all. She felt as if she were operating on auto-pilot, or perhaps more accurately that someone had slipped in to her mind and had temporarily taken control of her.Well, there had been that phone call she’d received. That seductive, female voice on the other end that had been so enticing, so alluring that Ashley had been unable to hang up. Everything had turned hazy for her after that. All she knew was that she was desperately aroused, her pussy was aching and needy, and she simply had to enter Michael’s office.Now, the voice coming through the speaker on the phone purred tauntingly, reminding him, “Shhh, no talking Michael, remember? Only 'yes’ or 'no’, and only when I say. It’s ok…. she’s allowed to be here… I want her to be here. Do you understand?”Swallowing hard, he managed to reply, “Yes,” his heart pounding as he watched Ashley’s hips swaying provocatively as she approached his desk, not stopping until she was behind his desk and standing beside him. Gazing down at him with sexual hunger in her eyes, in one swift, graceful motion she tugged her dress up over the curves of her hips then pressed in even closer.The voice on the phone laughed softly in amusement at the sound his groan, then purred, “Keep your hands on the desk Michael, leave them right there. You’re not allowed to touch her…. you’re not allowed to touch yourself…. you’re not allowed to cum. Ashley and I can do whatever we like, but all you’re allowed to do is listen…. and watch…. do you understand?”In a daze he whimpered his reply. “Yes.”“Good, because she’s going to watch you, Michael…. she’s going to watch everything. She’s going to see how turned on you are…. how helpless you are… and how there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it….”He groaned as Ashley’s hips pressed closer still, the scent of her arousal and the voice purring tauntingly on the phone now joining forces to send him spiraling deeper.“Does it turn you on, Ashley?,” the voice purred. “To see Michael like this?…. ”“Yesss…,” she answered in a voice so lusty it made him quiver.“Does it make you wet? Does it make you want to cum?….”“Yesss…..”“And what about Michael? Should we let him cum?”Not wasting a second Ashley firmly replied, “No….”The voice chuckled softly, asking, “Do you want to see him ache?….”“Yesss….”“Do you want to see him suffer?….”“Yesss….”Now, the voice again directed her comments toward him. “Mmm, I’m sorry baby, but I say 'no’…. and now Ashley says 'no’ too. You’re going to have just to sit there…. aching…. watching…. listening…. knowing that the more frustrated you get, the more turned on it’s going to make both of us get….”Ashley smirked at his groan as the voice asked him, “… but you don’t mind, do you Michael?… sitting by helplessly?…. going without?…. while Ashley and I enjoy all the pleasure we want?”At the sound of his whimper of frustration the voice chuckled wickedly then purred, “If I wanted you to do that, would you do that? Could you do that? For me?”“Just listen?”Swallowing hard, and with his cock aching and pleading for attention, Michael managed to utter, “Yes….”A moment later Ashley’s hand had slipped inside her panties, her moans joining those coming from the voice on the phone. Now, Michael could do nothing but remain still, hands on his desk, as the sounds of wicked female taunts and moans of pleasure inundated his senses.it was heaven. It was hell. It was indescribably hot, yet at the same time it was unbearably maddening.In other words, for Michael… it was perfection. And on the other end of the phone? A knowing smile could be detected in her voice. -- source link