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By TricksyLittleDevil
True story about a wrong number that called me and how a complete stranger jacked himself off on the phone with me.
So this story actually happened a long time ago. The truth of the matter is that I’d just gotten into a big fight for being unfaithful to my (now) ex and I was on ‘probation’ so I didn’t want to screw it up. Therefore, when I got this call from a wrong number, I was a bit shy about stepping out of line again. He was British. I remember that very distinctly. It was an American number so he was somewhere in the states where I live, but the area code wasn’t local. Anyway, I answered the phone. I don’t remember why I did now, but when I did I hear him on the other end, i didn’t hang up. I don’t remember his name. I don’t remember if he even told me. I think he asked mine and I told him the truth. I was so young back then, I remember being a bit nervous about sharing with him, but he was encouraging so I did. I mean, I was brand new, living on my own, just got in trouble for being unfaithful to the ex. It was a lot of things. Then this guy tells me he thinks my voice sounds beautiful. I thank him and he tells me, ‘no, I mean it. You have a really beautiful voice. I bet you’re just as beautiful in real life.’ I’m sure I played it off and just acted like he was wrong. I like to imagine he was a bit older than I was at the time because he was just bold enough and confident enough that he was gently persuasive. I even felt like I told him that I was going to go ahead and hang up the call when he begged me not to and asked me to describe myself. Again, gun shy, young girl, about twenty-one or so, but I gave him a little description, dark brown, curly hair, 36 D, five-foot-ten, about ‘a buck fifty’ weight wise, at the time. He asked me if he could call again and I told him yes. He called me beautiful, told me I had a beautiful voice again, and said he’d talk to me later. I was at work the next time he called and I had missed it but about a week later I saw the number again. I don’t have any idea why the hell I picked up. I genuinely don’t, but I did and there Mr. British was again asking how I was doing and that he’d been thinking of me. He began asking me personal questions and if I had big breasts and if I touched myself. Things like that, which were clearly inappropriate. Once again, I don’t know why I didn’t hang up, but I stuttered out some things and I think I even admitted I touched myself. He said something like he’d love to hear me masturbate for him and that I’d probably sound so hot when I moaned and such. I was sort of intrigued because I had been sexualized all my life, so dirty was nothing new. I guess I got intrigued. Then he starts telling me about his girlfriend and how he is reminded of her when he talks to me. He says something like, ‘can I tell you what she did?’ I said yes, and he starts.
“So I went to an adult theater with my girlfriend and we’re watching this porno on screen. Not too far away there’s a guy sitting nearby. She goes over and right in front of me, my girlfriend starts playing with his cock. God, it’s so hot just talking about this I have to touch myself when I tell the story I need, I can’t help it. You don’t mind, right?.
I told him I didn’t care, again don’t know why, just intrigued by the sexual part of it. Then he continues.
“So there she is, and she just starts sucking his dick. It makes me so hot, I pull out my cock and I start having a wank right there as she’s brazenly sucking this other guy off right? Then she pulls her skirt up and she straddles his lap.”
As he’s telling me this I can clearly hear him moaning and breathing heavily. His voice is bouncing the way a guy’s does when they’re giving themselves a really good jack off. He’s so turned on as he jacks off on the phone to me as I’m listening in disbelief that this is actually happening. Part of me thinks it’s a joke and that my ex has asked someone to play a trick on me to see if I’ll step out of line again like an ‘ah-ha’ kind of gotcha. Another part of me can’t believe this is really happening, and a third part is honestly intrigued.
“Then she sits down and she starts fucking this guy. She’s opens her shirt as she’s bouncing on this strangers cock and her tits are bouncing while she’s looking at me as she does it. I’m jerking off so hard and fast as I watch her just boldly fucking this stranger right in front of me. She just fucks him so much that I just watch as she lets him cum right inside her without a condom or anything. He just cums inside her pussy. Then when she’s done she comes over and gives me this big kiss before she sinks down and sucks me off.”
He’s panting and beating off so hard at this point he just gets done with his story and he’s almost incoherently mumbling, ‘it was so hot’ and ‘can you imagine her fucking another guy right there, while I watched?’ ‘I’d love to have you watch me while I jerked off. I’d love to hear you masturbating too.’
Then with this loud grunting cry I heard him cum on the phone. When he finished he collected himself.
“I’m so terribly sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. It’s gone a bit far hasn’t it?”
I was so freaking stunned, stupid little twenty-one year old that I was with all these thoughts in my head that I simply replied, “yeah, it has a bit.”
He apologized several more times and I tried to tell him it was okay and that I was fine to make him feel better but he ended the call finally saying,
“I’m sorry. That was really inappropriate and I won’t call you again.”
We said our goodbyes and I didn’t ever hear from him again, but I’ve thought about him so often over the years. In my mind I imagine encouraging him. I relive the scenario where he says, ‘I watched her get up and go over to the guy’ and I play it out differently in my head. Like, “Oh, that’s hot. Did it get you hot to go watch your girlfriend sucking another guy off?”
I imagine him telling me it did and me encouraging him telling him I thought it was hot too. I want to ask him if he’s touching himself right then to it and I want to hear him admit that he is. I want to tell him that it turns me on so much to hear him jerking his cock off and that just imagining it right that moment makes me touch myself too. I fantasize about him talking about watching his girlfriend fucking a stranger and I sometimes imagine that I tell him I’d love to have been there too so that I could suck his cock while he watched her getting fucked. I sometimes fantasize that I walk over to my bedroom window of my second story apartment and stand there naked, being an exhibitionist right then just to arouse him even more as I talk to him, and tell him that I wish he was sitting in his car in the parking lot jerking off to me standing in the window for him while we talked each other through it. I want to encourage him to keep stroking his dick for me while I listen to him on the phone and how dirty he’s being while he strokes himself to a complete stranger. All the while I’m moaning back to him on the phone, fingering myself and rubbing my clit, moaning back to him and telling him I want him to listen to me cum too. We could cum together and I fantasize that we kept in touch and that I talked to him several times over the next couple of years.
There was something so deeply erotic in someone ‘exposing’ themselves to me over the phone. I just wish I’d have handled it differently and had the experience enough to have helped foster our mutual self-pleasure instead of him hanging up the phone feeing badly for being sexually inappropriate with me. If half of what Mr. British said to me was true, and I suspect it was, guy was jerking off over the phone to a total stranger, then I hope he enjoyed it too. Even if he was ‘embarrassed’ afterward. I hope, wherever he is, that he gets to relive that moment too, and maybe play it out in a different way in his mind the way I constantly do when I’m getting off by myself. So wherever you are, Mr. British, your filthy little exploit of a twenty minute phone call, has given me plenty of masturbating material over the years.
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By TricksyLittleDevil
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