The Call

Even with my imagination running wild, masturbation wasn’t as good without Emma. She always knew how to spice things up. Even a simple handjob was better than what I could do myself. I made do, but I was a bit sour knowing it could have been better. For the hell of it, I even tried using regular old porn to help out. My immediate go-to was threesomes, watching some lucky bastard play around with two gorgeous women. A fantasy forever out of reach, but still something that managed to get me going. I bounced from video to video trying to find that perfect one—which ended up being nothing like what I’d been searching for. Instead of blowing my load watching some guy pleasure two women, I finished by watching some girl sandwiched between two guys.

Post-nut clarity had me staring at the video as it continued playing. Two girls were out, but two guys…? I sighed, as I went to close the window. Maybe someday.

Stopping, I found myself studying the video to watch the classic DP action. The woman seemed to be enjoying herself, but that wasn’t what had caught my attention. Actually, it had nothing to do with the video; not really.

Did Emma have experience with anal?

While I wasn’t sure how I felt about it, I would totally be her first if it meant experiencing something new with her.

I’d have to ask her.

Cleaning up and shutting down the computer, I got ready for bed. Sleep was slow to come as I watched an imaginary Emma and Mike play around in my head.

I woke somewhat early and got ready for the day. I shot a text to Emma but got nothing back. No doubt she was ignoring it on purpose. I could already hear her teasing excuse, ‘Sorry. I was too busy to respond.’

Around one I texted her again asking what the plan was tonight. Nothing. Three, I asked again. Silence still. By the time the clock hit seven, I was growing annoyed. I get what she was going for, but Saturday was ‘us’ time. I know I told her to enjoy herself, but not at the expense of our agreement. Friday was her fun day and Saturday was our day.

When the phone rang and I saw her name on the ID, I glanced at the clock as I answered it. Another thirty minutes gone.

“Hey.” Her excitement was easy to hear.

“A bit late…”

“Sorry. You alone?”

“In my room.”

“Great! Switching to video.”

Well, that got my attention. I was disappointed to find no surprises waiting for me.

She giggled. “Don’t look disappointed.”

“I’m not,” I said with a defensive edge. I decided to change the topic. “It’s late.”

“Only seven-thirty.”

“On Saturday.”

“We’ll have ‘us’ time.”

“When?”

“Soon, but I have something to show you before that.” She pulled the phone away from her face and I noticed she wasn’t wearing any clothes; at least, that was what I assumed since she wasn’t wearing a top.

“Emma?”

She grinned. “You know how you wanted to watch?”

Disbelief hit me over the head. “No…”

“Mike still isn’t comfortable with you being here, but over the phone…? He’s willing to give it a shot.”

“Shit…”

She rolled her lower lip inward as she brushed at her hair. “That okay?”

“Okay? This is amazing.”

“I knew you would like it.” She glanced over her shoulder. “He’s not in here yet. I told him I’ll go over everything with you and get set up.” The camera shifted as she moved with it. “He’s still shy about this whole thing.”

“Okay.”

“Not going to be anything too exciting. It’s just going to be my face.”

My heart was pounding. “All I need.”

There was a lot of shaking. By the time she got settled, I found that she was on his bed. She brushed at her hair, the phone propped up so I could see her face and shoulders.

“Anything else I should know?” I asked, the excitement clear in my voice.

“I don’t think so. Standard Red and Yellow apply here too. As for Mike, he said he was fine with any roleplay we wanted to do…”

I shook my head. “Not today. I just want to watch you enjoy yourself. I wouldn’t mind you playing it up though.”

“Perv.” She smiled. “I think we have something you’ll enjoy.”

While she was getting settled, I did the same on my end. Door was locked and tissues were nearby.

“Has he been keeping you busy?”

“Not as much as you would like. He took me home this morning so I could grab some extra clothes and do some stuff around the house. He picked me up an hour ago.”

“Your dad still thinks you’re out with me?”

A half-smile answered me. “Something like that.”

“Great…”

“Surprisingly, I found it was more comfortable than saying I was going out with Sarah or something. He likes you.” Her smile twisted into a frown. “I did get ‘the talk’ about protection today. That was awkward.”

I chuckled, remembering my brief conversation with him about it. “I’d rather have that than the conversation I had with Mom after she caught us.”

She rolled her eyes. “Still on that?”

“A traumatic experience will do that to you.”

Her response was interrupted by a familiar voice. “Oh, you called him already.”

As she turned on the bed, I got a great look at some boob. “Yeah. I let him know everything and got the angle set up. You okay?”

“Yeah, just nervous.”

“Nothing to be nervous about.” She turned back to me, filling the small screen with her smile.

“Wait, what the fuck is Mike doing there?” I said in my best effort to sound angry.

“Please, no,” Mike said with a groan as I chuckled. “I’m already scared I won’t keep an erection.”

Emma shifted to glance over her shoulder. “Doesn’t look like a problem to me.”

I heard the bed creak as he joined Emma. He was hidden by her face, but I knew he was there from the way the phone shifted. She had to reach up to steady it and move it back into position. Excitement pumped through me as I shifted in place, undoing my pants.

She quirked an eyebrow. “You going to jack off?” I nodded as I freed my already hardening cock. “Good,” she said as her teasing smile returned. “I want you to get off watching me have amazing sex with Mike.”

“What’s he doing right now?” I asked, hand already grabbing my cock. We hadn’t even started yet and I was already giddy.

“Rubbing my ass.” Her head twisted a bit to make it clear who she was talking to. “Enjoying yourself back there?”

“This view is never going to get old.”

Emma shifted a bit. Her eyes stared right at the camera. “Spreading my legs so he can get in closer.” Her tone had taken a sultry whisper. It was like she was staring right at me. Biting softly on her lower lip, she took a deep breath through her nose as I watched unfamiliar emotions fluttered over her face. A soft groan left her lips. “Stop teasing me!”

“And what do we say?” She groaned again.

“What’s he doing?”

She huffed. “Rubbing his cock against me. Just stick it in already!” she whined.

“Manners.”

“Please?”

“Please…what?” Bless his heart. Emma was a natural at this, but he couldn’t hide the nervousness in his voice or the stiff delivery of his lines.

“Please stick that wonderful cock of yours in me.” Her face came to life, eyes widening. She didn’t need to tell me what was happening. Mike was doing what she asked. “Oh god.” Her moan sent a quiver of excitement through my body as I watched the expressions on her face. The slight part of her lips as she moaned; the way her eyes stared into the camera; how pleasure danced through her. Emma showed it all, and I loved every second of it.

From a sex point of view, all of this was boring. The shot was limited and didn’t show much beyond her face. For me, this was more erotic than any porn on the internet. My cock was rock hard as my hand gave my shaft a workout.

Emma’s face was a kaleidoscope of expressions. She knew what I wanted to see and delivered. A woman at the height of pleasure. The way she gasped, moaned, and cried his name made it seem like she was bedding some sex god. Maybe she was playing it up, maybe not. Didn’t matter in the end. Watching her enjoy herself was so goddamn hot.

A few times she broke away from the camera, looking down as she buried her face into the bed. Sometimes I could hear a muffled cry. Other times she looked back at the camera gasping for breath.

“You enjoying yourself, Emma?” I gasped as I felt myself growing closer.

“Yes. His cock is hitting right where I need it to.” I could hear in her voice that she wasn’t far behind me. The camera wasn’t as steady as it was before, her attention elsewhere instead of keeping it in place atop the shaking bed. “Right there, Mike. Oh god. Right there, Mike!” There was a wild look to her and knew she was going to cum. Mike was going to make my girlfriend cum and I was hoping I could last long enough to watch it happen.

“Fuck! Isaac!” The way she looked at me at that moment. She was hanging on by her fingertips, wanting to cum but fighting it because she wanted my permission. “I’m going to cum.” There was a hardness in her voice, her expression strained as she struggled against the pleasure. “Mike is going to make me cum, Isaac.”

“Cum for me,” I ordered, giving her the permission she sought.

Gasps and moans answered as she let herself go. Pleasure flooded over her as her orgasm hit. Seeing the look of complete pleasure overtake her was too much for me as I followed. When it all settled, we were left breathing hard, staring at each other through the phone.

“Come over?” she whispered.

I was already cleaning up. Nothing was going to stop me from following that command.

“Isaac?”

“Yeah?” I asked as I worked to get everything back in place.

“Drive safe.”