Phone Sex with Anne Part 1, 2 & 3

June 17, 2015 (1 year ago)
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Part 1

Subdivision

Years ago, I lived with my family in a subdivision in Quezon City. Although it has been a long time since we moved away, I still have fond memories of the years I lived there.

Right in the middle of the subdivision is a large parcel of land – a whole block. Aside from several tennis courts, a plaza and a chapel, this is also where the basketball court is located. Despite the existing amenities, there is still a large lot that remained unused. Credit goes to the homeowners who planted trees years earlier. The residents of this subdivision called this block the recreational park.

During afternoons, the adults occupy the tennis courts. Some old people and mostly young girls jog around the park. As for me, we young boys occupy the basketball court. Normally, we play loosely, but around late afternoons, our play picks up. This is the time when girls who finish jogging rest their tired legs by sitting on concrete benches around the basketball court.

Depending on how hot the girls are, our intensity level increases for reasons only our collective egos and hormones can explain. Obviously, when some of our prettier neighbors are watching, we tend to try to outdo each other, trying to impress.

In the months that followed after my family moved into the subdivision, I became good friends with several neighbors. We started to have drinking sessions at night. Although it is not allowed, we have our private party in the park, by the trees, in the dark. I study in a school where girls are conservative, so I could not bring anyone from my school, but my neighbors, they often have girls from their schools joining us. Alcohol, boys and girls, unsupervised in the dark, you could just imagine what happens after.

Part 2

First Call

I came home from a typical day of playing basketball and impressing a couple of our prettier neighbors. It wasn’t a bad day at all. We boys talked to the girls after playing before going our separate ways. They promised to watch us again the next day.

Arriving home, I went through my routine. Going to my bedroom, I got naked, turned on the aircon and took a shower. I had barely dried myself when the phone started ringing. I picked up the wireless phone and answered. The caller hanged up.

This went on for two or three times more. I was getting irritated and about to ignore the phone when it started ringing again, before deciding that I should answer in case it was someone else calling.

“Hello?”

“Hello.” I heard a girl’s voice. She sounded nervous.

“Hello? Sinong hinahanap mo?” I asked.

“Ano ang name mo?” She asked.

Normally, I would end calls like this. But this girl, her voice, she sounded husky and I really have a thing for that.

“What’s your name?” She asked again.

“John.” I lied. I didn’t want to give my name to a total stranger, in case she calls again, and some other members of my family would answer, I didn’t want them to get the wrong idea about girls who call me.

“Ano naman ang name mo?” I asked her.

“Anne. Wala kasing magawa and I am so bored. So I dialed random numbers.”

“Talaga lang ha? So tell me about yourself.”

“Ano naman ang sasabihin ko sa iyo?”

“Ikaw nga ang tumawag. Tell me about yourself, the things you do, things like that.” I said.

“O sige. Second year ako sa La Salle.”

“Ako din, second year. Sa AMA Computer.”

“Nasaan ka now?”

“Nasa house. Kakauwi ko lang from playing basketball.”

“E di pawis na pawis ka pa?”

“Hindi ah. Tapos na akong maligo. Dito nga ako sa bedroom ko. Di pa nga ako tapos magpatuyo, tumawag ka.”

I heard her laughing. “Ako din. Kakaligo ko lang. Di pa nga ako nakabihis e.” She tells me.

“Talaga? As in totally?”

“Yeah. You?”

I thought her voice sounded a little huskier. “Me too. Hindi pa ako nakabihis. Ikaw ha. Iniisip ko pa lang na naked ka, nagkakaroon ako tuloy ng naughty thoughts.”  I start to flirt with her.

“Anong naughty thoughts?”

“Anne, what do you think?”

“Gusto mo punta ako diyan sa bedroom mo?”

I was surprised. We have some maids in the house, but no one else from my family was home. Here is a stranger, who claimed to dial numbers randomly, and now she says she could come to my house, in my bedroom. So I asked her about it. “As in pupunta ka here?”

“Sira! Kunwari lang.” She laughs again.

“Saan ka nakatira?”

“Quezon City.”

“Ako din, nasa Quezon City.”

“Baka malapit lang.”

“Baka nga. Teka, paano kaya iyan? Imagine ko nandito ka sa room ko?”

“Pwede din.”

If I remember correctly, I believe it was at that moment during our conversation when I knew where it was leading to. I have heard about it, but I have never done it before.

“Anne, na try mo na ba ang phone sex?”

“Yeah.”

“How was it?”

“Ok lang. Once lang naman, tapos kausap ko, puro ungol lang tapos that’s it na.”

“Wala palang kwenta. Ako never ko pa na experience iyan. So minsan, when you feel horny, you masturbate?”

“Yeah. I do. You?”

“All boys naman yata do that.”

“Yung real sex na try mo na?”

“No. You?”

“Yep. I did na.”

“Siguro ang dami mong girlfriends.”

“Di naman. One man woman ako.”

“Ewan natin.”

“Oo nga. Paano mo naman natutunan mag masturbate? Sa boyfriend mo?”

“Hindi. Isa lang ang boyfriend ko, pero wala na kami. Hindi nga ako pumapayag na magpahalik e.”

I found that unbelievable. Here is a girl, a virgin, who refuses to even let her boyfriend kiss her, and we are talking about sex.

“Anne, e paano mo nalaman na mag masturbate? Alam ko na, sa porn movies.”

“Hindi. Hindi pa ako nakakanood ng porn. Kasi minsan, basta parang feeling ko, mainit katawan ko, super sensitive talaga, tapos minsan nung naliligo ako, na touch ko yung down there, tapos masarap pala, iyon.”

“Kailan pa iyon?”

“Siguro ilang months na din.”

“Gaano mo kadalas ginagawa?”

“Ewan. Siguro every other night. Ikaw?”

“Ako? Siguro every night!” We laughed at that.

“John, are you feeling naughty?”

I was. Listening to her husky voice, listening to her breathing, the thought of her being naked and probably horny made me feel hornier.

“Obvious ba? Ikaw?”

“Yeah.”

Part 3

First Orgasm

Hearing her admit to being horny made me crazy. Having that conversation with Anne was something totally new to me. It was an experience that I have never forgotten.

“Bakit ka naman feeling naughty?”

“John, ang ganda ng voice mo. I love listening to your voice. You sound so sexy. Tapos eto pa ang topic natin.”

“Ikaw din naman e. Ang voice mo, husky, parang bedroom voice. Mahilig pa naman ako sa husky voice.”

“Anong iniisip mo now?”

“How about like this? Imagine ko nandito ka sa house, using my bathroom, tapos eto, papalabas ka ng bathroom door ko.”

Anne asked me to continue. I could also hear her breathing harder.

“Nakatayo ka sa door. Looking at me. Nakaupo ako dito sa chair ko, in front of my table. We are looking at each other. Tapos you walk to me slowly, hindi ko inaalis ang mata ko sa mata mo.”

“Tapos?”

“Lumapit ka sa akin, nakaupo pa din ako. Hinawakan kita sa balakang mo, hinawakan mo ako sa cheeks. We are looking at each other, tapos niyakap mo ang ulo ko, cheeks ko naka press sa dibdib mo.”

“Tapos?”

“Malakas ang tibok ng puso mo now, mabilis.”

“I know. Kinikilig ako na parang kinakabahan din.”

“Anyway, habang nakayakap ka sa ulo ko, hinihimas ko ang balakang mo, puwet mo, pinipiga ko.”

“Ang sarap naman, John.”

“Tapos, you lifted my head, looked at me, and we started kissing habang hinihimas ko ang puwet mo.”

Anne gasped and started to make kissing sounds, so I did too. I closed my eyes and pretended it was really happening.

“Anne, ang sarap mong halikan. Rub ko ang tongue ko sa tongue mo.”

“John, ang sarap mong mag kiss.”

We were whispering to each other. Although it was the first time I was having phone sex, and as weird as I thought it would be at that time, I was very much into it.

“Anne, hahalikan kita sa leeg mo.”

“John, malakas ang kiliti ko diyan.”

“Hahalikan kita sa dibdib mo habang hinihimas ko ang balakang mo.”

“Sige pa.”

“Habang hinahalikan kita sa dibdib mo, hahawakan ko ang boobs mo. One on each hand. Hihimasin ko siya.”

Anne started moaning. Hearing her moan is making me feel crazier.

“Anne, hahalikan ko ang nipple mo. Sa left muna tapos sa right. Tapos, yung dulo ng tongue ko, circle ko siya around your nipple. Sa left and then sa right.”

Anne continues to moan.

“John, grabe, nakikiliti ako sa sinasabi mo.”

“What are you doing?”

“Eto, I’m touching my nipples. I am imagining na it’s you touching them.”

“Eto naman, isusubo ko ang nipple mo. Sisipsipin ko.”

I heard Anne gasping and moaning, a little louder now.

“John, sige. Sipsipin mo ang nipple ko. Ang sarap ng ginagawa mo. Pwede tagalog na lang?”

“Eto, sinisipsip ko na ang utong mo. Dahan dahan, mahina lang.”

“Sige pa. Ang sarap. Sipsipin mo pa ang utong ko.”

After a moment, I decided I wanted Anne on the table.

“Anne, bubuhatin kita tapos iuupo kita sa table, sa harap ko.”

“Sige. Tapos?”

“Yung right leg mo, itataas ko, ipatong mo ang paa mo sa table din.”

“John, makikita mo ang puke ko.”

“Gustong gusto ko nga siyang makita. Makapal ang buhok mo o manipis?”

“Manipis lang. I always trim para clean.”

“Anne, hahalikan kita sa hita mo. Dahan dahan kitang hinahalikan palapit sa singit mo.”

Anne was breathing heavily. When she spoke again, her voice was breaking.

“Ta-pos?”

“Nanginginig ang boses mo.”

“I know, ang lakas ng tibok ng puso ko. Nahihirapan akong magsalita.”

“Anne, ano ang ginagawa mo?”

“Hinihimas ko ang singit ko, kung ano ang sinasabi mo. John, I am so horny. Libog na libog ako sa ginagawa mo sa akin.”

“Pakiramdaman mo ito, didilaan ko ang singit mo, on one side then the other.”

“John, ang sarap sarap. Sige pa, tapos ano ang gagawin mo?”

“Anne, tinitignan ko ang puke mo. Alam mo ba na lalo akong nalilibugan habang tinitignan ko ang puke mo?”

“John, iyong iyo na ang puke mo. Ikaw pa lang ang nakakita sa puke ko. Alam mo ba, hindi ko pa siya hinahawakan pero I can feel na wet na wet na ako. Tapos everytime you talk, nakikiti ang puke ko, just listening to you.”

My imagination was running wild. I tried to picture Anne in my mind, sitting in front of me, her legs spread open, my face near her wet and dripping pussy.

“Anne, didilaan ko ang lips ng puke mo with the tip of my tongue.”

Hearing that, Anne started to moan loudly.

“John, libog na libog ako. Sige pa, don’t stop please.”

“Ibubuka ko ang labi ng puke mo. Tinitignan ko kung gaano ka kabasa. Tapos, didilaan ko ang butas ng puke mo.”

“Ang sarap! John!”

“Anne, nilalasahan kita, alam mo ba, nakakalibog tignan ang puke mo, lalo akong nalibugan nung tinitignan ko ang basing basa na butas ng puke mo, pero ngayon, nalalasahan ko ang katas mo, lalong tumindi ang libog ko. Magang maga na ang titi ko, kanina pa, matigas na matigas, pero ngayon, lalong pa siyang tumigas!”

“John, sige pa, please, sige pa, dilaan mo ang puke ko!”

“Anne, itutulak ko ang dila ko sa puke mo, ibabaon ko ang dila ko, pakiramdaman mo ang dila ko sa loob ng puke mo. Nilalaro ko ang dila ko, pataas, pababa, paikot ikot sa loob ng puke mo!”
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