Don't hang up

My name is Ericka, and I have a boyfriend. His name is Nathan, and we have been dating for about 3 years now. We basically grew together, and confessed our love to each other when we were 18. When we graduated from high school, we had to part ways because we would go to different universities. We agreed to stay together, however, and see each other during the summer. He moved to Germany to study, and most of the time I get lonely thinking of him.

Nathan was tall, and had really very average looks. He had short brown hair, brown eyes and a pretty beard. He was very handsome in my eyes. I was just short, blonde and the most noticeable thing about me were my boobs. I was studying medicine, and he was studying Marine Biology. We had already planned our life together for when we finished college and were able to marry.

Last summer when he came to the states, we had a secret camping trip to the mountains. I will never forget that day. We drove in his dad’s jeep to the mountain, and we took a lot of delicious food with us. After setting up the tent, telling jokes and making food in the fireplace, we started to get closer. He popped a bottle of wine out of nowhere, and we started to drink. It was nighttime already.

We started making out and undress sitting by the fireplace, which was starting to turn itself off with the force of the wind. It was cold, so we decided to go into the tent. There, he undressed me then started to eat my pussy. I remember well how firm and warm his fingers felt inside me, and how his tongue explored every corner of my wet, pink pussy.

He pulled his dick inside of me, and fucked me with force. He is a very fit man; and could easily hold me up while fucking. I loved the crazy positions he liked to make with me. However, the space was little and we had to resort to normal positions. He flipped me over, then fucked me missionary. We were being very loud, moaning and groaning in the middle of the forest, since we know we were alone. And if we were not, we did not care. We just continued fucking, until he told me he could not hold it anymore.

He pulled out, and I started to suck him off to eventually have him come inside my mouth, a big load that seemed like it was not going to end gushing. My mouth was so full I could barely keep it closed, and then I swallowed the entire load. After that, we kissed passionately, then we fell asleep listening to the sounds from the forest. It was very peaceful and lovely.

I noticed that by now I was missing my boyfriend very much. He told me he had a test, and so I could not call him. It was nighttime where I am, so I was feeling even much more lonely and horny, thinking about our wild adventures together. Sadly, I did not have tests or anything coming up, so I could not distract myself studying something.

I decided to scroll through our pictures in my phone, and I began to miss his face. While looking at the pictures, I remembered the night his parents were out of town so he invited me to his house. That day, we had sex two times inside his pool. I remember he made me gush so much, at one point he was wet with my juices and not exactly the pool’s water.

By now, I was so horny that I began to finger myself, thinking of him and his cock. I got myself wet quickly, because just thinking about him made me wet, really. I continued to finger myself, eventually making myself gush, but it was not enough. Suddenly, my phone was buzzing. I quickly picked it up to see it was my boyfriend. I was so relieved.

“Hey babe, I was just thinking about you” I said, trying not to moan from what I had just done. “I miss you” I added. “I miss you too, baby” he said gently. “Were you doing something? I’m on my way to the dorm” he added. “I was fingering myself, thinking of you” I said in a naughty tone. “Hey, wait until I get to the dorm so I can help you” he said, and I could imagine him smiling, getting hard as he imagined myself fingering myself.

“Okay babe, I’ll try to resist touching myself” I said seductively, then hung up. I kept daydreaming about him, trying not to please myself so I could save it for him. Having phone sex was becoming more and more regular for us, we still had 2 years of university left and the distance was a little bit overwhelming sometimes.

I started to think about the time we had sex at a party. It was his best friend’s birthday, and we were making out amidst all the people dancing. He slowly directed his fingers to my crotch, then stimulated my pussy. I massaged his crotch, then he asked his friend to lend him his room real quick. We went in, and we started to make out. He lifted my skirt then started to finger me. I put my leg up against the wall to make things easier.

He knelt down to eat me from down below. At this point, I could not control myself, and I gushed all over him. “We will say someone spilt a drink over me” he said, then continued to eat me, and I did not control myself from squirting any longer. Then, he stood up, unzipped his jeans and then penetrated me against the wall.

There was a slight chance we could be caught, and that made me even hornier. After a bit, he started to groan so I knelt down and sucked him off, eventually making him come inside my mouth. His load was big and warm, and he moaned loudly as he came. It was good the music at the party was loud, so we could be loud too without fearing to be heard.

I was getting impatient. How longer would it take him to get to his dorm? I almost could not control myself from fingering now. I really wanted to feel him inside me, like that time at the woods while camping, or while hiding in his friend’s room and fucking. Suddenly, my phone rang and it was him. I picked up, almost desperately.

“I am in my room now baby, were you waiting? Could you?” he asked gently. “Yes. I was remembering when we fucked in your friend’s birthday” I said slowly. “Oh yeah. Remember how I fingered you and made yourself gush?” His voice made me melt. “That was great, baby.” I said, already sliding my fingers into my pussy.

“Are you touching yourself?” he asked. “Yes” I said slowly. “Remember when we went camping?” I asked. “Yeah, it was cold. But the fucking was hot”. He sounded very relaxed. “I’m jerking off thinking about how I ate your pussy that night” that turned me on. “It was difficult to not finger myself while thinking about your cock” I said, making myself wet.

“Finger yourself baby” he said seductively. I started to finger myself, trying to imagine it was his warm, hard cock sliding into myself. “I wish it was you” I said, moaning a little. He took a bit to reply, I think he was focusing on his dick. “I want to fuck you baby” he said, groaning a bit. That turned me on more.

“I can’t wait to see you” I said, making me gush already. “Uh-oh” he said suddenly. It worried me. “I have to hang up, baby” he said, slowly. “Why? We had just begun!” I said, in a slightly angry tone. “I’m sorry babe, we can continue this later” he said. “Please do not hang up” I said, moaning slightly. “I’ll compensate you for this” he said seductively, then hung up. I was feeling upset, but too horny to care.

I needed to continue to please me by myself. I began to remember that day he fucked me in his parent’s bedroom. We were a bit scared because he made me squirt all over their sheets, and we had to change them before his parents came home. He fingered me really hard that day, which is how he made me squirt so much.

Before I knew it, I was a mess in my own bed. I had squirted all over the bed, just like that day in my boyfriend’s house. I was pleased completely now, but I was longing for something else. I was missing my boyfriend’s cock. I was upset that he hung up, but I was even more upset that he was not here to please myself. After all that imagining of his cock, that was all I wanted.