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A sexy, male voice comes through to my ear. A distant voice of the past hurling my hormones into the present, speaking of sun, tan lines and little clothing. I listen carefully as the message comes to an end and find myself being thrust with intense, rising, pleasurable thoughts.
Still holding the phone to my ear, I press replay.
As each word begins to tantalize me, my fingers slowly begin massaging my left breast with each passing fantasized thought. Slowly circling the nipple over my sweater, I find it getting warm in the room. Heat seeps through me. My nipples react to the gentle touch, the erotic tugs of the tips. The male voice on the other end of the phone encourages my ideals of eroticism...unknowingly taunting and teasing my desires with each breathed syllable.

As I sit and listen, I notice my thighs begin to slowly open and close in a rhythmic, uncontrolled enthusiasm. Deep under my jeans, I can feel the warmth building inside, trembling with desire.
I press replay and slide a hand under my sweater, pushing the bra to sit above my nipples. My fingers grasp at my firm breasts, playing, squeezing, running over the hard tips as my thighs squeeze together before opening back wide again. I know... I feel... the wetness seeping through.
The voice resonates temptations that course through my imaginative mind and excited body. I begin to breathe heavier, knowing the wetness is calling me.
My hand reaches down and slowly undoes the buttons first, then the zipper.
Squeezing my fingers between the fabric and my waiting pleasure, I push hurriedly to rest a finger upon my clit. My body shivers at the touch, circling the wet peak, sliding around it...I am losing control.
Pushing my fingers deeper into my jeans, my finger is suddenly surrounded by moisture, pulsing for attention. I hang up the phone, lost in my own notions. I widen my thighs, grasping my right breast hard, massaging and squeezing it with a ferocious passion as the voice resonates in my mind with erotic thoughts.
Pushing my finger hard inside my wet pussy, I am excited beyond holding. I begin moaning loudly. One hand exhausting my breast, the other plunging deep as my thighs spread to their imaginable limits. I cannot breathe.
I am lost between my thighs, wet...hot and wanting...

Deeper and deeper, wetter and wetter... louder and louder. Naked breasts, nipples hard, I pinch the tips ever so gently, feeling my body quiver.
My thighs hot, wet, dripping as my finger moves faster and faster, in and out of my pussy. My body is sweating, dripping inside and out. I stop, quickly pulling my jeans just below my buttocks.
I sit back down, lifting both legs straight in the air, exposing my wet pussy, my waiting lips. My fingers reach down and around my legs to begin the final plunge to orgasm...wet, moaning, faster, deeper...my body shakes in anticipation...convulsing with wanted pleasure.
The voice slides through my mind as my fingers slide deeper inside, tweaking my nipples and moaning with lust... until it comes...
Until I cum...
Hot, wet, sweaty... breathing heavily, I gently tweak my nipple with a last tug.