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Phone Sex With My Wife

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: J Age: 47 Posted on: 10 Nov 2021 25 comments
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A recent new twist to our passionate 20 year relationship.
My wife and I each travel for our careers for conferences or client meetings. It's usually a long weekend or a two night stay away from each other. However, recently my wife and her work mates travelled to Europe for two weeks. This is the longest duration of time we had been apart in our 20 years of marriage. We had great 'goodbye sex' before she left because we both knew it was going to be awhile before we could make love again. We both openly know that the other masturbates to get our individual releases-life is busy with kids etc. but neither of us is offended if the other person needs a quickie solo session. And since she was going to be away for two weeks, she had the idea of 'preparing for our solo sessions.' Over dinner and a glass of wine the night before her trip, my wife suggests that we use articles of clothing from each other in our masturbation. 'I'll bring one of your used t-shirts and your briefs,' she says. 'And I'll leave you a pair of my used panties and a thong.' I'm not a panty-sniffing kind of guy but my cock starts to swell in my pants. 'Hmmm that's hot! How did you think of that?' 'There's an article in one of my women's magazines about long distance love,' she says. 'The sense of smell makes a very powerful connection to the mind, and the genitals,' she says with a smile. She suggests whatever we are wearing tonight, we give to the each other and whatever is still in the laundry hamper could be used as well. Needless to say we had passionate sex that night and we carefully undressed each other, setting aside underwear, t-shirt, panties and thong. Those items would be our sex toys for the next two weeks. By day three of her trip we were both feeling the need to get off. We had exchanged sext messages over the course of those days and by dinner time for me and nearly midnight for her, we had our first phone sex session. Lucky for me, our sons are off to college! My wife and I use mutual masturbation in foreplay and she sometimes gives me hand jobs at the end of our sex play, but we had never masturbated together. So I knew this would be interesting if not a bit awkward-we are not heavily verbal in our love making. [I won't relive the entire masturbation conversation here because it would be too long, but here are the highlights. Note: over the phone, we are both more raunchy and aggressive than we are together. I'm not sure if it's the distance or the smell of our garments that caused this.] 'I love your scent, your musk. I'm breathing you in through your shirt,' she says. 'I'm sniffing your thong, then wrapping it around my cock to soak up my pre-cum and then sniffing it again,' I say. 'Oh god, that's hot,' she moans. 'I'm tapping my clit. Do you like smelling me? Squeeze your pre-cum on my thong and suck it. Taste my scent with your juice,' she says in a commanding voice. I do exactly as she describes. The scent and taste is intoxicating. 'Put my briefs in your mouth and taste my cock,' I say. She moans and I assume she cannot make out words because she's got my underwear in her mouth. 'Rub your pussy for me and use your other hand to rim you ass,' I say as I'm stroking with her thong. She exhales and shutters, 'Ooooh this feels good. I'm rubbing your briefs on my pussy and licking them...hhhmmm, fuck! I love sucking you, I wanna hear you shoot your load. Tell me what you are doing to me and cum loudly for me!!' [Remember what I said above, we are not verbal in the bedroom but over the phone it seems more natural.] I describe how I've wrapped my ball sack tightly with her thong, like a cock ring to slow my ejaculation. And I'm sniffing a pair of her silk panties. She's loving this and telling me to 'Beat off, stroke your cock for me. Shoot your sticky load all over my thong.' Hearing my wife's dominant tone is both refreshing and irresistible. I cannot hold off on my orgasm much longer. 'Go for it, Jon,' she says. 'Show me what you got. Let me hear you explode.' 'Oh my god. Shit I'm cumming!' I shout. My wife celebrates my release. 'That's it baby, cum all over me!' My cum oozes down my shaft along my balls and her thong and I describe that to her as I relax and catch my breath. 'Unwrap my thong from your cock and smell it now,' she says with a giggle. 'I dare you.' I've had masturbation sessions where I've licked my own cum, but she doesn't know that. I do as she suggests and the thong smells of pure sex, sweat and cum. I could lie and tell her I'm smelling it but I'm still so turned on, I actually do it. 'I am smelling us together,' I say then lick my cum too. 'And I'm tasting our bodies too.' Silence. 'Oh my god, are you licking your cum off my thong?!' 'Yes.' 'You're lying,' she says. 'I'm telling you the truth!' 'Really? What does it taste like?' she asks. I lick it and swirl it on my tongue. 'Today, kind of like soap.' 'You ARE licking your cum, oh god that's hot,' she says. 'I wish I was there!!!' 'Hold on a sec. I'll be right back,' she says. She returns and settles into her bed. 'I have my toy.' To my knowledge my wife has never owned a dildo or vibrator but I hear vibrations and she's really getting into it with moans. 'Do you have vibrator?' I ask. 'Yeah sort of,' she says between gasps and moans. 'I sometimes use my vibrating toothbrush.' Wow, we've been married twenty years and we're learning new things about each other; I like tasting my cum and she jills off with a vibrating toothbrush. 'Lick your cum as you listen to me masturbate,' she says. Her moans and rolling waves of smaller orgasms build to a climax and get me semi-hard again. I sniff her wet thong and touch my tongue to my cum as I slap my cock on my stomach. 'I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming...uuuuhhh' she says in loud breathy cries. The only other sound is her toothbrush humming along. This send me over edge for a second time and I shoot a smaller load but a very intense orgasm as I moan. Silence, even the vibrating toothbrush is quiet. 'Did you cum again?' she asks. 'Yes...how could I resist?' 'Good boy!' she says. 'Now we will both sleep better tonight.' We lay there in the afterglow of our orgasms when she finally askes, 'Do you really like to taste your come? That's something you've done before?' 'Yeah, not every time I jack off, but once in awhile.' 'So when we have oral sex and if you were to cum in my mouth, you would french kiss me afterward?' she asks. [Note: I usually cum on her tits, not in her mouth.] 'Yes, of course, we could taste it together,' I say. 'And the we could brush our teeth with your vibrator.' She bursts out laughing. 'This is fun but I can't wait to get home.' Over the course of those two weeks we played over the phone 4 more times, each one got more raunchy and explicit. When she returned our love making was far more intense. We use all of our senses, the sniffing and tasting are an important part of our intimacy now and we share long French kisses before and after sex too.