Eroticy Story - Bird in the Hand

Carolyn awoke and looked at the clock beside her bed. It was 2:35 A.M. and she was wide awake again. Ever since her date with Don, she had not slept the night through, but awakened two or three times with visions of her with him and Connie in any number of steamy circumstances. This night, it had been the three of them locked in an oral triangle. Her breasts were swollen and erect, and her pussy was flooded with the excitement of her dream.

"Damn!" she swore reaching for the phone. "Enough is enough!"

"Hi," she said when the other party answered. "What are you doing?"

"I was sleeping," came the groggy reply. "Is this Carolyn?"

"Of course it is, Alan. How many other horny women call you in the middle of the night?"

There was a moment of silence before his reply.

"Wait a minute. I'm counting," he told her. "What's up?"

"My nipples," Carolyn breathed to him. "I wish you were here to suck them."

There was no reply.

"Alan? Are you there?"

"I was just pulling down the sheet. Are you going to make me jerk off again tonight, Carolyn?"

"Why don't you come over and do it here - or let me do it for you? I want your cock, Alan," Carolyn breathed into the phone.

"Damn it! We've been through all that, Carolyn. I can't give you what you want, so don't ask me for just part of it."

"Don't you like my pussy?"