Phone sex & Sexting

[justformemes]

the phone sex +
sexting meme

what it says on the tin. leave a blank comment, include your preferences or a starter, it's all good. reply to others with a text, a dirty picture (please link all nsfw things!), misfires, misdials, drunk filthy voicemails, whatever your heart desires.

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[so_many_pockets]

...
Starting from scratch or are you already turned on?

[immaterialgirl]

is annoyed close enough to turned on?

[so_many_pockets]

Could be. Are you wet?

[immaterialgirl]

hard to tell through these
hang on




yes.

[so_many_pockets]

[okay, yeah, she's putting off the shower til after this.]

Congratulations, you are indeed turned on.

[immaterialgirl]

not sure if that's concerning given the circumstances but

alright, so you said the seam up? not sure i understand the ideal orientation.

[so_many_pockets]

What does that mean?

Well, one of the edges. It's firmer there.
...
When you checked, just now. Did you take something off or work around your clothing?

[immaterialgirl]

why i'm annoyed.

alright, and you used this pillow before? for this purpose? or is this a fresh one.

belts and skirts came off, they were a bit in the way. was able to get my hand down the front, but they are tight.

[so_many_pockets]

Do I want to know?

Oh. Would that make it better for you? Imagining it between my thighs, against my cunt, getting all slick with me first?

Thicker the fabric, the more vigorously you're going to want to work yourself against it.

[immaterialgirl]

no, probably not.
[sorry yelena, she realizes maybe no you don't want to know how she got sexually frustrated at seeing two of their teammates getting in each other's face, arguing.
that's how she knows it's gotten bad. she wasn't even involved in the argument at all.

ANYWAY]

if that's your five-star review, yes.
[very much yes, straddling the pillow between her own thighs, imagining Yelena doing the same.]

maybe it's too thick.

[so_many_pockets]

Okay.

Mmhm, I bet.

Have you started? How does it feel?

[immaterialgirl]

still smells like you.

yes, but not feeling much. too soft to get enough pressure.
just not sure i'm ready for how vigorous...

should i take them off?

[so_many_pockets]

You like that?

If you're comfortable with that, yes. You should take them off.

[immaterialgirl]

it'll have to do.

alright. hang on.
[her boots are already off, since she doesn't like them on the bed. so it's a little bit easier. they are tight, and leave ribbed indention marks behind, diagonally across her thighs.

she sends Yelena a little closeup snapshot of the markings, pillow pressed back between her thighs visible.]
okay. where was i?

[so_many_pockets]

Is there something you would like better?

[long press, save]

I believe you had just started moving. Try it again and tell me how it feels now.

[immaterialgirl]

nothing i'm ready for.
[the real thing, obviously]

right, yes
[a short pause, text bubble shows up. goes away. shows up. nope.

voice message instead. breathy, light.]
Hands free, oh- okay, yes. Much be-better. [cuts off in the middle of a moan]

[so_many_pockets]

[Yeah, excellent as that is, it's just not going to do. She's dialing.]

[immaterialgirl]

[how long can she let it ring, make Yelena wait-
not very, turns out.]
H-hello, you've reached. Aaah. Aava. Belooo-ohva-Starr.
[tiny little pants, the phone laying right next to the pillows so the shift in the mattress beneath her weight, the rubbing against fabric, is all audible

see, Yelena. can't top her from all the way over there. who is in charge now?]

[so_many_pockets]

[If you say so, Ava, if you say so.

Pardon the smugness.] Hello, Ava Belova-Starr. Are you enjoying yourself?

[immaterialgirl]

[yes, she certainly is, and Yelena's voice really helps that along thank you so much for calling. Ava bites down at the knuckle of her glove, finally getting an angle that really works.

a series of little frustrated moans, because every few good humps she gets in, she's phasing through it again and losing that contact. makes it difficult to really build up.] Ah, yeah. Fuck. Bit of. Technical- [she hunches over the pillow further, elbows planted on the mattress, trying to stabilize her position] Are you?

[so_many_pockets]

Me? Listen to you, красивый, how could I be doing anything but enjoying myself?

Let's see if I can help with those technical difficulties, hm? Close your eyes, relax, just keep moving as best you can. I promise tonight is not going to end unsatisfying for you, if only because I am selfish and desperate to hear you come. I bet you are just drenched now. I should have told you to take your underwear off too, get even more of you soaked into my pillow. I'll have to trade you another one for the next time you want to fuck yourself, I want that one back. I'm not even going to wash it. I'm just going to keep it smelling of you so I can bury my face in it next time I get myself off thinking about putting my face between your legs and my tongue inside you. It's really lucky for me you only sneak into my room to watch me get myself at night, so I don't have to stop myself from saying your name when I do it in the morning.

How close are you feeling, Ava? You want to hear about what I'd do if I snuck into your room right now like you're always sneaking into mine?

[immaterialgirl]

[oh it's lucky that Yelena's doing all the talking, because there's nothing coherent that Ava can manage to string together now. just gasping and moaning along, each subsequent growing louder, more drawn out.

there's a moment where it's muffled, face planted right into the pillow as she fully curls over it. trying to inhale the scent of Yelena off of it. even a whiff of her shampoo, anything, it's driving her mad how badly she rather it be her squeezed so tightly between her legs.

the comment about her tongue earns a particularly loud whine.

she's listening so intently, she almost protests when Yelena stops. until it registers that it's a question, and she pauses just for a moment to gather her wits about her.] Yes, please, Yelena, keep- keep going. So close. [she's already back at it, a slower, more controlled roll of her hips. really making each one count.]

[so_many_pockets]

Oh, you do not have to ask me to keep going, Ava. If I were there... I would get a good grip on those pretty thighs of yours and not stop until you drowned me in all that wetness or suffocated me or started begging me to stop, instead. I know you're feeling very good right now - you should see how wet it's made me just listening to you - but it would be even better if it were my face you were rubbing yourself against. New as it is, I think I could still make you come twice before it was too much and you needed a little break. Once with my tongue inside you, yes, and my hands on your ass, helping you work yourself against my face as tightly as you could, and then once with my fingers inside you instead while I sucked on your clit. Then I think you'd probably need a little nap, how I'd keep my hands off you for even that long I don't know, not when you sound this good when you're close. Fuck, I bet the sight of you is unbearable right now. It's so close you can taste it, isn't it? Oh, I wish I were just as close to tasting you. Let me hear you fall apart for me, Ava, pretty please. Give me a little more accuracy for the next time I am getting myself off thinking about pushing you up against a wall or getting on my knees for you or fucking you on the training room floor. Come on, come for me, красивый. Say my name and I'll let you tell me when I can come next time you want to watch me fuck myself, how's that sound?