Scarlet men share their naughtiest fantasies. Chris gets a phone call that turns the dial.
She has this come-to-bed voice, her words just drip sexily from her lips. It turns my legs to jelly and my cock to iron; trouble is, it’s the voice of my girlfriend Sara’s best mate. I wonder – could I tell Sara how much I liked it? Then I wonder – what if?
I imagine rolling towards Sara one lazy morning in bed. I stroke her naked body before kissing her. Then, as my fingers walk down her midriff she takes hold of my hand just above her trimmed bush. I grin back a question and she reaches over to the bedside table to pick up her mobile. I frown as she dials.
‘Hi Chloe, it’s me, Sara…. Oh, just here in bed with Chris… Yes… I’ll put you on loudspeaker. I know how much he likes your voice.’
I blush, my mouth dropping open. Sara grins, putting her finger under my chin to close it so I don’t catch any flies.
‘Hello, Chris. Having fun this morning?’ Chloe’s voice caresses my ears and I lose the power of speech.
‘I think he’s gone shy, Chloe.’
‘Come on Chrissy,’ Chloe’s voice prompts urgently, sexily. ‘Pussy got your tongue?’
Sara laughs. I kiss her neck then lift my face.
‘Hi Chloe.’
My voice is high pitched and squeaky. I clear my throat, hearing Chloe’s husky chuckle.
‘So, what are you doing right now?’ she asks.
A heartbeat passes. Then another. Sara reaches under the sheet covering us, then around my hips to pull me closer; I don’t resist.
‘Right now? Sara’s getting frisky!’ I reply, trying to sound jokey, but actually painfully tense in every muscle with excitement and anticipation.
‘Well, help her out,’ Chloe breathes. ‘Is he ready to help you, Sara?’ the sultry voice continues. I gasp when Sara’s hand closes round my thick, hard cock.
‘Oh yes, I’d say he’s ready and willing.’
‘Hmmm that’s good, isn’t it, Chris?’ Chloe purrs while Sara’s hand caresses my cock then weighs my balls.
‘Yes,’ I say, a tremble in my voice now. I kiss Sara’s throat hungrily and she sighs happily.
‘Oh it sounds like he’s helping,’ Chloe’s sensual voice floating back into my mind.
Sara presses her fingers into my hair urgently, pushing my mouth down to her breasts. ‘Suck,’ she groans.
I suck her hard nipple; she arches her back with a moan.
Chloe whispers, sensually, ‘Let’s get whatever’s covering you off. Let me hear those bedclothes fall.’
I kick wildly at the sheet, listening to the sound as it flies up and then over my calves and finally off.
Sara throws the mobile onto the bed beside us and claws at my arse, pulling me over her body. I grunt, sliding between her legs, my cock trapped between our stomachs, my balls against her wet pussy.
I kiss Sara hard on the lips and breathe deeply as the kiss is broken. ‘Oh God,’ I moan.
Chloe chuckles throatily beside us. ‘My very own heavy breather,’ she says with a short laugh. ‘Have you got him where you want him yet, Sara?’ she asks.
Sara laughs and runs her hands down my back. ‘Nearly,’ she says, her own voice sounding full of lust.
‘Come on Chris. What does she want you to do?’
‘Fuck her,’ I hiss.
Sitting up, I slide my dick along Sara’s dripping slit.
‘Go on,’ urges Chloe, as if she can see us.
I press against Sara, my cock sliding easily into her wet, tight hole.
‘Oh fuck yes,’ I say, closing my eyes and burying my hard-on in one stroke deep inside her.
‘Oh God!’ Sara calls out, her hands pulling on my backside getting every inch of my meat into her tight sex.
‘Oh yes, that feels so good doesn’t it, Chris?’ Chloe’s excited erotic voice cracks. ‘Now, fuck her. Let me hear you, good and loud.’
I move against Sara, my mouth suckling her nipples, my hips pounding her.
‘Yes, you must be dripping, Sara, I can hear the wet sounds of you fucking!’ Chloe says. The phone has slid down next to Sara’s thigh.
These words turn me on so much I ground hard against Sara’s clit listening to her moan, feeling her push against me in time with my quickening thrusts. She wraps her legs around me, hooking her ankles together against the small of my back.
‘Yes, that’s right,’ Chloe’s voice seems to fill the room. ’Tell me when you’re coming.’
I moan. Sara squeals out, ‘I’m coming!’ Her hips rise against me. I ram hard, pistoning her sex. Her pussy squeezes my cock tightly.
‘Oh fuck, oh yes I’m gonna…’
‘Yes Chris,’ Chloe says. ‘Yes! Shoot your load!’
‘I’m fucking coming.’ My hips jerk uncontrollably as I fill Sara with my come.
There is a moment of silence, then Chloe’s voice drawls, lusciously. ‘So good,’ she breathes. ‘Now,’ she says seductively, ‘I hope you two are going to listen while I come for you.’
Chloe lets out a long, low sigh and Sara and I look at each other and grin.
‘Oh yes,’ we both say together.
