A Lift Ch. 01

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"How will you feel Jane, how will you feel if I enter your room while you are busy with your showroom papers, hold you from back and kiss the side of your neck."

I didn't stop there as I wanted to make her feel wanted. I wanted her to squirm in delight. I wanted to hear her moans and groans.

So I asked her,"What are you wearing?"

"James please don't," she replied in a hissing tone.

But after a small pause, Jane answered, "yes to your earlier question and sweat suit is the answer to your second one."

"Fine, all right. I think we should not let this opportunity of knowing each other deeply go waste."

I winked and then realized she could not see me over the phone. It seemed she had some fears inside her that put her in a deep trance.

But it seemed she came out of it quickly, "And you James."

I quickly replied, "Nothing."

"Oh, James," she uttered. Then, with heavy sarcasm, "So dirty."

"Thank you. But you know, since I'm already pretty much naked, it's only fair if you are, too."

"What??? You want me to take off my clothes? James, are you in your senses?"

"Very much," I answered. "I'm getting a hard-on just thinking about it."

She seemed a little shocked as she gasped but then I felt as if she was getting in the mood. I was just observing the changes in the pattern of her breathing. It was like a blind man trying to figure out what was happening around.

"Will you be surprised if i tell you i'm not wearing much either."

"But you said you had sweat suit on?" I asked wondering what was actually going on there.

"Well, I took off my shirt before i moved to bed and i was not wearing anything underneath."

I chuckled knowing that she avoided the word 'bra' or 'underwear', "and you think I'm dirty ol' man."

After a little pause just to keep my breath under control, I said again, "Talk to me, baby," with a sensual tone. "Describe everything."

"Well, I took off my shirt earlier, and wasn't wearing a ... aaaa.... a"

"Bra," I said to complete the sentence, and then asked her, "So what can I see now, any other shield hiding Jane's ..."

"Everything, almost. I'm naked. Well, half naked. You can see my breasts, and my nipples. My nipples are getting hard."

"Mmm," I replied. "I love your tits. I want to feel them. Can I put my big, rough hands on them?"

"Yessssssss," she said. "Please touch them James. Ohhhh! Yes, I want you to touch them dirty ol' man."

Her breathing was saying her body was responding quite positively. Just thinking about it was making my cock harder. I asked her to lie down on the bed and close her eyes.

"Just imagine my hands touching them ... oh yeah Jane, they feel so nice. Do you like me touching you like this? Do you like me squeezing your tits and pulling your hard nipples?"

"Yeah," was her instant reply. Her voice was softer, her breathing disturbed.

"Touch yourself with your hand the way you imagine me touching them, and describe it all," I instructed her.

She told me her free hand moved to her tits and she began rubbing and kneading them, gently twisting her nipples between her fingers as she described.

"Can I lick them, Jane?" I asked.

I just heard hissing sounds, trembling and troubling breath.

"Please, yesssssssss."

I continued, "Let me suck on those big tits."

"Okay..." was her only response and I could feel she must have had to made an effort to even say this one word, showing how aroused she was.

"I'm licking them all over. Can you feel it?"

"Yessssssss."

She was breathing harder now. She described that she pushed one of her large breasts up towards her mouth and gave it a long, slow, wet lick.

"Tell me what you feel, baby."

Jane had to swallow hard before she could obey, "I can feel your tongue on my tits. It's so warm and wet. My whole chest is tingling."

"Just your chest?" I was quick and ready to make full use of every opportunity at hand.

"No. I'm getting wet, too."

"That's good," I continued. "That's good, Jane. Are your pants still on?"

"Just a second," she answered.

I could hear her getting up off the bed, still holding the phone to her ear, as I could clearly hear her breath.

"Describe it to me as you take them off. Tell me what I can see."

"OK." she began pulling her sweat pants down slowly.

"You can see just the top of my butt now."

"Oh, baby. You're teasing me, huh? My big cock is so hard for you right now."

Jane pulled her pants down further, revealing just her backside.

"Now you can see my whole butt."

"Mmm. That ass is just perfect, baby. Can I hold it? Can I squeeze those cheeks with my hands?"

"Yeahhhhh."

"Can you feel me?" I asked.

"Yesssssssss."

She slid her hand across her butt and squeezed one of her cheeks. Then she traced her crack with her finger. It caused her to moan just slightly, which caught her off guard.

"Oh, you like that, don't you?" I said. "You like it when I rub your ass. But what about that juicy pussy of yours? Can I see that, yet?"

Jane let her pants drop to her ankles. She stepped out of them and lay back onto the bed, again closing her eyes. She told me she could smell her wet, throbbing sex in the room as if this wonderful smell filled the room like never before.

"Is it hairy, trimmed or shaved." I asked her.

"It needs shaving James."

"OK. Spread your legs, and tickle the hair just above your slit. I like the feel of pussy when it is shaved."

She told me she hadn't had much motivation lately to cut it. The blond curls covering her mound were only about half of an inch long, and I told her I would like her to change that in the morning.

"Yes," she answered.

"Now you can see all of me. I'm completely naked."

"Oh my gawwwd, you are so hot, baby," I said. "I'm going to finger you now. Can I do that? Can I put my finger in your pussy, Jane?"

She told me she slid her finger over her wet slit and then dipped it inside herself. Her body trembled, as did her voice.

"Ye—yes."

She was breathing very hard now.

"You're so wet," I said in a husky deep voice.

"I put my finger on your pussy lips and you just sucked me right in, didn't you? God, you're so hot Jane. So hot and tight, even on my finger."

She began moving not just one but now two fingers in and out of her pussy.

"Yeah," she managed to choke out. "It feels so good."

"Now I want to fuck you," I announced. "I want to stuff this big dick of mine right up your tight little cunt. You want that?"

She hesitated, then said, "No."

"No?" the surprise and a kind of shock was evident in my voice.

I was taken aback a little, but tried to keep things going.

"Oh yes you do. You want me to fuck you with my hard cock until we both cum..."

"James, no," she said again.

If I was confused by the sudden turn of events, it seemed she was in shock on her end too. She explained without ceasing the movements of her fingers that for almost the entire session, she had been trying to imagine that she was doing it with her deceased husband. But when I talked about taking it to the next level, she could not deny it. It was not her husband in her imagination at all. It was James, the person she had just met and talked for a few hours, not the handsome dream-boy who fathered her kids. This turn of event shocked her too. I realized that it was just too much and too sudden a change for her. It wasn't her military boy who had touched Jane's breasts and nipples; it was I that she was imagining. I had sucked her breasts. I had squeezed her ass. I had slid a finger into her wet pussy.

And now, hearing my voice describing my "big dick" and "hard cock" was just too much.

"Whether to let that feeling go and begin a new life or stick to the person who will never be back" was the question she was pondering.

It felt weird, and it was taking Jane right out of the fantasy. She couldn't believe what she was wanting, but she couldn't deny it either.

"All right," she seemed to have made up her mind.

Still catching her breath, she took control of the conversation without missing a beat, "No James, not yet, bec'z first I wanna taste that big hard cock. Is it wet with pre-cum?"

I knew at that very moment, life will not be same; neither for me, nor for Jane...

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Second part is coming along pretty soon. But how soon depends on the feedback I get. Do let me know if you like the story and if you want me to continue it on.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 13 years ago
political views?

For all of us outide the US, I'm afraid they don't count as political views - just facts about someone who was himself an alarmingly dangerous joke.

JustForPostingJustForPostingover 13 years ago
I quit after the Bush-bashing paragraph

This is not a forum for political views.

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