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“Please leave a message for... Ron Stroker... after the beep...”
“Perfect.”
I put the phone on speaker and set it down on the bedside table.
“You want him to hear this?”
I turned towards Frank, the neighbor who once got into a feud with Ron over the prominent front yard display of a huge political sign. Ron hated those signs.
“Hmm, first time he’s heard your voice in a while?”
“Umm, yeah.”
I unbuttoned my top as I looked at him.
“I suppose it won’t help repair the bitter feelings between you if he hears his wife fucking you in his bed.”
Frank chuckled, shook his head, and mouthed “No.”
Tossing my shirt aside, I unfastened my bra from behind, freeing my tits for his hungry eyes.
“Well, no one ever accused me of being a peacemaker,” I said.
I dropped the bra to the floor and walked towards him.
“I’m more the type to cause trouble. Lean back on the bed.”
Frank complied, and I leaned over him, pushing his shirt up to his armpits. He exhaled as my soft tits melted into the bare skin of his stomach. My shoulders pivoted back and forth, brushing my breasts to the left and right on his skin, as I unfastened his belt.
“I remember Ron being pissed after you boys got into it.”
Frank rocked his hips as I worked his pants off. My tits slid back down his body, over his crotch, and down his thighs. His full erection pushed the tip of his cock out over the elastic band of his boxer briefs. I turned my head towards my phone and projected my voice.
“Mmm, someone is very hard.”
I pulled his waistband down with one hand, freeing his thick member and taking its taut, warm skin into my other hand.
“Wow, Frank, very impressive. Your cock is much nicer than Ron’s.”
Encircling my fingers around his shaft, I pulled down, causing it to stretch and inflate to full hardness. My eyes met his as my lips touched the swollen head, and my tongue ran along the underside of it. He tossed his head back and moaned.
"Oh, God."
I chuckled as my mouth enclosed around him. My lips slid to the base of his pulsing shaft, and his head grazed the back of my throat.
"Fuck, Jessica."
My hand continued to press down, planted at the base of his shaft, keeping him pulled tight in my mouth. With my other hand, I cupped his balls and stroked them. His cock pulsed, and his moans grew louder as my lips moved up and down in long strokes.
“Omg, Ron is a lucky man. Do you blow him like this?”
My eyes narrowed as an evil grin formed on my stuffed mouth. I responded by moaning and swiveling my mouth clockwise and counter-clockwise around his cock. He chuckled.
I slid my lips up, leaving ample saliva on his shaft, and wrapped my fingers around it. The suction made a loud pop as his cock left my mouth.
That should make a nice sound effect for Ron.
I continued stroking Frank to keep building his climax.
“Ron’s little cock isn’t much fun to suck on. I only get this ravenous for a thick, juicy piece of meat like yours, Frank.”
He gasped under the continued stimulation from my slippery grip.
“Would you like to blow your load into this married mouth, Frank?”
My strokes sped up.
“Oh, fuck, Jessica!”
“Wanna fill the mouth of Ron’s wife with your hot jizz while he’s away?”
“Omg, I’m gonna cum!”
I plunged my mouth back onto him and opened my throat to take him all the way in. He exploded, and his cum hit the back of my throat. His cry reverberated in the walls, and his member jerked as he emptied himself. I groaned long and deep, bathing his cock in vibration, as I swallowed his load. My body tingled as I thought about Ron hearing it all.
As he softened, I continued to caress him with the slight brush of my lips, not wanting to overstimulate.
You’ve still got work to do, Frank.
He murmured.
"Oh, fuck, you're amazing."
I slid my lips up his softened shaft and let the head fall off the tip of my tongue.
"You taste delicious. Stay right here, stud."
I grinned at my phone and the continuing tick of recorded time displayed.
Fifteen minutes and counting. But I’m not done yet. This voicemail is going to fuck you up, Ronnie.
Frank’s eyes followed me as I walked around the bed towards the bathroom. I found two hand towels, wet them with water - one hot, one cold - and squeezed them out. Returning to Frank’s flaccid member, I massaged it with the rags, alternating between hot and cold.
“Think you can go again? My pussy needs a good pounding.”
His cock jumped in answer.
I grinned and stepped back, unzipping the side of my skirt and pushing it to the floor. Then my fingers slid underneath the silky waistband of my thong and moved it off my hips, revealing my bare pussy to Frank. Once they hit the floor, I lifted my feet out one at a time and placed them in a wide stance. My hips cocked to one side, and my hands combed through the length of my soft, brown hair. His dick now stood at attention as his eyes devoured my naked form.
“How bad do you want to fuck Ron’s wife, Frank?”
“Omg, Jessica, you’re even hotter than I imagined.”
I turned and placed my hands on either side of the bedside table where my phone sat, still recording, and arched my back so that my pussy beckoned for his cock.
“Come fuck this cheating cunt.”
“Do you have a condom?”
“I do, but don’t you want to feel my warm pussy wrapped around your bare cock? Besides, Frank, it’s hardly cheating if we use one. Where’s the fun in that? I want you to fill Ron’s wife up with your cum.”
His hands gripped my waist as his granite rod slid into my dripping slit.
“Fuck, yes!” he said.
He plowed into my depths, eased by my wetness. I watched the minutes increment on my message to Ron as the sound of Frank’s hips smacking against my bare ass quickened.
“Yes, pound that cunt!”
His cock swelled inside of me, pressing at my walls. I arched my back and pressed back into him. My chest and stomach fluttered in anticipation of his ejaculation.
“Call me a whore!”
“You want this cum, you fucking whore?”
“Yesss, I want your cum. Call me your whore!”
He grabbed my hair with one of his hands and pulled my head back, giving himself leverage to fuck me harder.
“You’re my whore, Jessica! And you’re gonna take this load like my good little whore!”
“Yes! Fill me up with it!”
My pussy erupted in orgasm all over his hardness.
“I’m cumming on your cock!”
I contracted around him, pushing him over the edge and causing him to climax.
“I’m filling your whore cunt!”
My pussy clenched around him, coaxing him to empty every drop of himself into me.
“Yes, Frank! Make me your whore!”
He moaned like an animal, sending vibrations through my hips and up my spine. I continued bouncing back on him as his seed seeped out onto my outer lips and down the insides of my thighs.
“Mmm, you got this pussy filthy with your cum.”
I put my lips close to my phone’s speaker.
“Frank just made me his whore, Ron. How do you like that?”
Click.
