my hand down the length of my body, I silently repeat to myself that this isn’t real.
This isn’t real, Tori.
This isn’t real.
This isn’t real.
This isn’t . . .
“Are you touching yourself?”
“Yes,” I breathe, when my hand finds itself over the top of my panties.
Alec releases a heady moan that ignites a spark of arousal as visions of him stroking himself play in my head.
“Take your finger and roll it over your clit.”
I shift my panties to the side and emit little ragged gasps as I follow his instruction. Every touch has my whole body tingling in excitement as I ride on this fantasy come to life.
“Tell me how it feels, Victoria.”
“Please. Don’t make me talk,” I plead, because I’m not sure I can even conjure up anything that would sound remotely sexy in this moment.
“Fuck, you have me so hard right now.”
His voice pushes me even more, intensifying my pleasure. “Oh, God.” I lift my hips and shove my panties down my legs, slipping one foot out and letting them dangle on the ankle of my other. When I hear Alec’s breathing falter, I slip a finger inside and use my arousal to continue stroking my clit. Without much thought, I voice aloud, “I’m so wet,” as I writhe under my own touch.
“If I were there, I’d have my tongue buried so deep inside that sweet pussy of yours.”
“Shit,” my voice pitches. Never in my life have words spoken gotten me off. Every time he talks, my body reacts instinctively, amplifying the noise in the room as I breathe louder.
Alec’s words crack as he continues to talk, and we both lose ourselves. “I’d spread your legs open and fuck your wet pussy with my cock.”
“Alec,” I pant.
“Say it again.”
“Alec,” I nearly whimper.
“Let me hear you cum, baby,” he urges on a strained voice.
I take my fingers from my swollen clit and shove them inside me, pumping hard as I throw myself over the edge. My orgasm ruptures from the inside out, literally curling my toes as I mewl in pure ecstasy along with Alec. His strong groans fill my ear as I ride out the pleasure for as long as I can, not wanting it to subside any time soon.
My hand slows as I drift back down, still hanging on to each one of Alec’s heavy breaths.
“Can you go again?” he asks, feeding into the greed that has taken over me.
Unable to speak, I moan to suggest I’m not ready to stop just yet.
“That’s it. Keep touching yourself. Don’t stop.”
With my eyes still closed, I fade into the haze of ravishment as I work my body to another climax. Every filthy word Alec speaks drives me harder and faster. Sweat builds in the creases behind my knees and along my neck.
“Think about my hard cock pounding into you, coating my dick in your cum. My mouth sucking on your nipples as I thrust harder and harder. Massaging your clit with my thumb—”
“I’m cumming again,” I belt out as a second wave crashes down over me, splitting me wide open.
“That’s it. Let me hear you,” Alec encourages, and I completely let go of all restraint and moan loudly into the phone as I slip off the edge and drown in the crashing waves of pleasure.
No longer do I identify with Tori, but rather, Victoria. Alec has always referred to me as the latter, and the distinction helps to separate the two identities. I never thought I was the phone sex type, but suddenly, I’m acutely aware of the nefarious greed inside of me that has just been unlocked, and I want to keep going.
Instead of feeding the hunger within, I refrain from touching myself to allow my body to come down from this unimaginable high. When the cloud of delirium evaporates and clarity sets in, embarrassment finds me.
Oh, my God! I just got myself off with this random person.
Heat of another nature creeps up my neck, and I hold my breath as I cover my face, but the scent on my hand mortifies me even more.
“You sound so hot when you cum.”
As soon as he speaks, I want to hang up, crawl under the bed entirely, and pretend none of this ever happened.
What the fuck do I even say?
I’m a stone statue, unable to move, as if he’d be able to detect my presence if I do. Like a child who hides under a blanket and believes themselves to be invisible. But I know better, which makes it all the worse.