Chatting in orgasm

Chatting in orgasm by Antoine (antoine@home.com)
I was surfing the net lately searching for free pics. I was horny and my roaming only landed me time after time in membership required to view pornsites. This was frustrating, I needed to get off and my balls were aching to release their load. Well. After some one hour of unsuccessful surfing, I gave up with a sigh. I had no magazines at home because I could well not afford to purchase any with college and all taking up my few funds. Well, to say the least if I couldnt afford magazines memberships were out of the question.
Depressed I gave up on my hard. The desire was still there to wank but I would attempt miserably to forget about the urge. Instead I foolishly considered doing something else with my net time. I decided to go to my favorite chatsite: geocities.
Once arrived I found myself in a full room. Before I knew it, after some twenty minutes of boredom provoking conversations, I received a private message from a woman called needing love. I said hi, and asked casually if she would accept my love. To my astonishment she said yes, then without hesitation asked me if I wanted to cyber. I had heard of the word before, but had never considered partaking in the pleasure it supposedly gave. Well I was still as horny as hell and I decided to give needing love and cyber a chance.
I want to kiss you upon the lip, she began. That alone gave me my hard I so desired. Happy, I commenced to touch myself. I want to caress your hairy chest, she said. Allow me to slowly remove your shirt.
I was in paradise and I started to live out my fantasy online. My tongue dances with your own, I said. As my hands explore your beauty, cupping your breast. Then I place my mouth over your hard nipple. I suck as if for the first time.
Electricity was soaring through me and my heart was beating wildly. Her descriptions were so realistic; I pictured her doing exactly what she said. By now I was stroking up and down. This was better than any measly picture.
She resumed her descriptions in vivid detail. After a while, when I was busy telling her how I was using my tongue to circle her clit and three fingers plunging in and out of her, I dared to ask. "Are you masturbating?"
"Yes," she said.
I was so horny. I knew her to be honest, instinct dictated this. "How many fingers are you using? I asked.
"Four."
This news nearly sent me over the edge. It took all of my determination not to cum, I had to slow down on the jerking.
"Im so wet, dripping."
"Your juice is wonderful," I continued.
Then, suddenly, "Im going to cum," she said. "Are you almost cumming."
"Yes."
"Lets cum together."
I nodded as if she was in my presence then remembered she wasnt. I typed a simple yes and jerked my meat, this was heaven. Then a wave of pleasure engulfed me, and I squirted load after load of jism. My stomach was wet.
Without even cleaning myself, I hurried to type. "Did you cum?"
"Yes," she said. "Twice already!"
I was shocked but life couldnt be any better.
"My chair is soaking, my legs too!"
"My stomach is wet," I informed.
"Could I have your phone#?"
I could not believe it. With a grin I typed and sent it away. After she received it she phoned.The phone sex is a tale for another day.