I’ve been testing myself, trying to see how long I can hold out before I get to that point where I’m desperate and just HAVE to have an orgasm. I’m even sat here at this laptop and my pussy knows I’m thinking about how amazing it would feel if I were to sneak off to watch porn and have a mind blowing orgasm. I’m so desperate to cum and cum, again and again.

How long will I make it without touching myself?

Have you ever had phone sex? I did when I was 17, but it was more I listened whilst he spoke. He was an acting student, around 20, living in London. It was filthy, but very exciting. He’d tell me exactly what he was doing and then he’d tell me what to do. Often I held the phone towards my pussy so he could hear how wet I was whilst I played with myself.

So why have I brought it up? Well, since a certain person left for Japan, I’ve felt slightly down. We’ve got this unspoken bond now, where we’re past being friends but we’re not exclusive – we’re just having fun. Which is good for me because I couldn’t go without sex for a year, and I know for a fact he’d struggle to resist those gorgeous Japanese girls. I woke up this morning to find a pleasant surprise on my phone, which led in to even more pleasure. Here are the texts:

“Hey gorgeous. I fell asleep on the flight and had a dream about those delicious lips of yours sliding up and down on my cock”

“Wow, now that is some way to wake me up. But which lips are you referring to?”

“The way your eyes look so innocent when you going deep throat. But the expression on your face when you sat on my cock was just amazing”

“Only 365 days until you get to see it again. My pussy can’t wait! In fact, I wish you were here right now to tend to it. I’m wet just thinking about your tongue and fingers exploring me”

“There’s nothing I’d love to do more right now than make you cum. What would you want me to do to you?”

“It’s too difficult to text and play at the same time so why don’t you call me, and we’ll speakerphone? I’ll tell you exactly what I’d want you to do to me…”

So of course he called and he didn’t keep me waiting long at all, I’d say 20 seconds maximum. It was different to the first time I ever had phone sex and this time it was me who did most of the talking. There was no “hey, how are you?” small talk, I went straight for the kill describing every tiny detail of exactly what he’d be doing if he was here…who’d have thought I’d have been this filthy!