0 comments/ 10502 views/ 0 favorites Long Distance Love Making By: readme Michelle lived about 200 miles away and we'd never met; yet we were lovers. I used the phone to make love to her. She worked for one of my suppliers and we talked frequently regarding work, often with the odd innuendo thrown in. It started when she was having problems with her husband, a wagon driver often away from home. To avoid using my works switchboard Michelle often rang on my personal mobile and when she rang late one evening I was rather surprised. She'd obviously been crying and said she'd rung me because I always listened. I did just that; I listened for about two hours, pausing only to give her my home number to ring rather than my mobile. By then her anger had faded and she became more the Michelle I knew from work. By this time it was approaching midnight so I asked when her husband would be home, not till tomorrow I was told. Why does he leave a beautiful, sexy woman to sleep on her own, I asked. How do you know I beautiful, she asked. Simple, you told me when you described yourself I said laughing, and I notice you didn't deny being sexy I added. I'm not sexy enough for Larry (her husband) to want to come home to, she moaned. To try and stop her slipping back to the state she was in when she rang I said, I wish I were there to show you how sexy you are. I wish you were too, she said. We both paused for a few moments as if we were taking a new path. On that we'd better call it a night I said, and let me go and dream about you. Ok, goodnight, speak to you tomorrow she said. About half an hour later the phone went again. Did you mean that, she asked. Mean what? That you wanted to dream about me. Of course I meant it, in fact I was just picturing you undressing for bed. You're just saying that because you're trying to cheer me up. If it cheers you up, great, but it does wonders for me too. In fact you can help me. Where are you and what are you wearing now? I'm in bed and I'm wearing a long flannelette nightie, really sexy yes! Well you can take that off right now I demanded. Are you serious? Of course I am. My picture of you did not include that, so off with it. To my surprise she said Ok and a few moments later she said done. So you're naked. On the bed or in it I asked. Michelle's voice had deepened slightly as she answered. Yes I'm naked lying on the bed wishing you were here with me. For the first time that night I actually did want that, not just to cheer Michelle up which had been uppermost on my mind, but to be there with her. I am with you I said emphatically and now I'm going to kiss you. I'm placing my lips on yours and gently feeling that sensual rush of a first kiss. I went on to tell her how I was kissing her eyes, her ears and running my tongue over her lips and down her neck. For about ten minutes I had told Michelle what I was doing and how I was doing it. Michelle and not said a word although the murmurs of pleasure told me she was definitely listening. I paused, trying to decide if this was a good idea as I was as hard as I've ever been with no chance of relief other than by my own hand. Michelle, as if reading my mind, said huskily; don't stop there, please. From earlier conversations I knew that Michelle's breasts were not large, but not that small either. What I didn't know was what her nipples looked like and how big they were when aroused (a lot more important than the size of breasts). Ok, I continued, I've pulled away to look at you, are your nipples erect? You know damn well they are she laughed, you're not that dim. How big I asked Nearly half an inch and waiting for your mouth. This was the first time that Michelle had taken the lead by telling me what she wanted. I then proceeded to lick, suck and bite her breasts and nipples for a long time (I'd lost track of time by then) Whilst in the process of telling her how delicious her right nipple felt between my squeezing lips I said I'm also sliding a finger between your lips and pushing it into your cunt. At this she started to come immediately (I didn't ask as it would have spoilt the image but I was sure that Michelle had been masturbating throughout). Her orgasm was long and loud and I just kept repeating how my finger felt inside her. As she started to come down I said I must taste her juices. Michelle said no that's enough I don't think I can take any more. Sorry I said but told her how I was placing my head between her legs and intent on licking her cunt clean. I told her how I was holding her erect clit between my lips and tickling the end of it with my tongue. You Bastard! Was her hoarse response, you Bastard. There was however no further request to cease. I continued to tell her how her cunt tasted, what it was like to push my tongue deep inside her (of course it can go a lot deeper verbally than in reality) I could hear her breathing becoming harder so I said, my tongue is being replaced in your cunt by my cock. How big is it? It is not the question I wanted because in truth it's only 5 inched. I thought about lying but thought that would be unfair if we ever actually met and after this I certainly hoped that we would. 5 inches I replied and as hard as a rock. Whether she was disappointed I couldn't tell. Fuck me. I was doing I told her and explained in graphic detail each thrust, how far I entered her, how I was rubbing against her clit and finally how much spunk I was pumping deep inside her glorious body. Funnily enough I was still hard as I had managed to restrain from touching myself but in no way did I feel frustrated. I had been with Michelle and felt drained. We managed to say goodnight and that we would speak in the morning. I looked at my clock, we had been making love for about 90 minutes, maybe there's something to this. I continued to make love to Michelle over the phone for about six weeks before I decided to meet her, but that's another and better story. Long Distance Love Making Ch. 2 Dedicated to John. You wanted it so here it is. Feedback welcome from everyone and anyone! For those of you that missed part one, Michelle and I knew each other only over a phone line and over time I had started to make love to her using just my voice. This has the advantage of being able to do things better and for longer in your imagination than you can in real life. Of course it has just one small drawback... Anyway after some weeks of talking just on the phone I decided to meet Michelle. I made my mind up that I would surprise her. We talked often at work, usually but not always about business, so one Friday I made certain that she knew I was working and that I would call her later when I got home. I also knew that her husband was away on one of his many trips. I left work early and drove the 200 miles to her house. Michelle had told the area where she lived and of course I knew her phone number. So I looked up her address (fortunately there was only one possible choice) and with the help of a purchased A-Z I found her house. It was spring and by the time I arrived there it was already dark. I rang Michelle from my car using my mobile phone. Normally we talked about our day or just about anything Ð I feel you need to talk to understand how someone is feeling and also to let them know how you are feeling. Today though was different. What are you wearing I asked Michelle virtually straight away. Jeans and a blouse, she answered, why? Because I want to know how I'm going to undress you. My you're keen tonight, she laughed. I'm keen all right, I'm going to make tonight the best ever. That's a tall order; we've had some goooood times. Michelle! I'm holding your chin up and I'm slowly and tenderly kissing you. Slow down; let me go upstairs where no one can see me. Ok she said a few moments later with a gentle laugh, obviously deciding to humour me. I'm ready for your attention. I want to mentally watch you whilst you undress so tell me what you're doing. This was a slight deviation from our normal routine as usually I did all the talking. After a brief hesitation Michelle said, I'm sitting on the bed and kicking my slippers off, now I'm leaning back on the bed and undoing my jeans...and sliding them slowly down my legs. What are your panties like? I asked. Light blue and very brief. Run a finger gently over them tracing your lips. Mmm! Only once, I commanded Spoilsport. Now continue. I'm slowly unbuttoning my blouse and letting it drop on the bed. Run your hands over your breasts I'm ahead of you there, I'm feeling my nipples through my bra. Take it off I ordered. Yes sir! Michelle laughed. I'm taking me panties off as well so I'm naked for you. Now it's your turn she commanded. Ok, I agreed, lie on your bed and let me kiss you. I then spent a good twenty minutes describing what I was doing to Michelle's naked body. By the time I had told her how I was sucking at her clit and licking her love juices she had come three times. Fuck me now she said. This was the moment I'd waited for. Ok but first I want you to go downstairs and open the front door and then go immediately back to your bed. There was a sudden quiet at the end of the phone before it dawned on Michelle that I was outside. A few moments later I saw her door open but I looked away. I did not want to see her yet. Michelle was soon back on the phone, her voice full of desire, anticipation with a little fear thrown in. It's open she said. I knew as I was already walking towards it. Do you trust me I asked? I think so. Are you still excited? More than ever I think, she replied. Good, I said, as I closed the door behind me and went up the stairs. Can you hear me coming up the stairs I asked. Yes, I'm in the first room on the right, she said pre-empting my next question. I'd started to undress as I went up the stairs, pausing at the top to remove my jeans & boxers. As you can imagine I was as hard as rock. I want you put the phone down and place a pillow over your face I said still into my phone. I walked into her bedroom and was pleased to see that she had done as I asked. I was even more pleased to see what a great little body she had. Open your legs please Michelle, I said, speaking for the very first time directly to her. Again she did as I asked and I positioned myself between those beautiful limbs careful not to touch them. I wanted our very first touch to be my cock on Michelle's cunt. It worked, I managed to guide my throbbing member to her pussy's lips without touching anywhere. Michelle was that wet that I slipped straight in up to my balls. Michelle groaned that now familiar sound. I removed the pillow and without looking at her face placed a long deep kiss on her lips, at the same time keeping up a rhythm inside her. Our kiss lasted what seemed like an eternity, neither of us sure what the other looked like. At last I pulled away to look at her. I seemed to be in two bodies. One looking longingly for the first time at my Michelle, thinking of the tender moments we'd shared over the phone. My other body was just fucking her. Over the phone I could last an hour before coming, actually being inside Michelle I was thrusting my seed into her with ten minutes. Not as long but an awful lot better, were Michelle's first words. I'm glad I wasn't a disappointment then, I said. You'll only be that if you can't keep that up ALL night she laughed. I groaned, well the best I can do is try. And try I did.