Cake

So I call him back, already on my way to my darkened bedroom, ready to fall into the warm soft cloud of goose-down, where all I hear and feel is his voice in my ear, and I move to the beat of his heart. "Oh baby" I gush, "I've missed you and your voice." "Hello cutie pie, I missed you too. Where are you and what are you wearing?"  "I'm in my bed, under my big soft blanket. I'm wearing a pale pink silk Victoria's Secret chemise, and matching panties, and they are very very wet. My long blond hair is wavy and loose, a little tousled. My nipples are hard and pushing against the blanket, aching for your hands" I say in a hushed voice, afraid to break this spell. "Baby, I've been thinking about you, and I've had very naughty thoughts, and I need to tell you what a bad bad girl I've been" I tell him as my hand starts to slip down my belly, snaking closer and closer to my wetness. But I restrain from touching myself just yet. "OK, I think you're going to have to tell me what you've been thinking and what you've done" he answers in his sexy voice.

"Well, I have this fantasy that turns me soooo on, that I lay in bed in the middle of the night tossing and turning until I give in to my lust, bringing myself to orgasm."  "Baby, tell me all about it, what is it you see?" he asks. I've never been the talking kind and getting these words out will take a lot of courage, but I'm so aroused knowing he will understand and love it. I don't have to be afraid. And so I begin...  

"You and I are at a concert in Switzerland, but we haven't run into each other, and after the show I go back to the train station to catch my return ride on the midnight sleeper, the brakes howling at the moon as we leave the station. I've got a cabin, but it's a little stuffy, so after a while I step into the aisle and lower the window, breathing in the fragrant mountain air. The train is rocking slowly as we pass through the Alps.  I'm still in my heels and skirt, and a black cashmere sweater, the one that shows off my curves. I hear the door slide open between the cars and turn my head to see you step around the corner. Our eyes lock and I'm paralysed with surprise... desire... and my raw and desperate need for you is immediate. You see me and everything you're thinking is evident in your eyes. You approach me slowly and I'm still facing the window. Your hand touches my hip and I shudder and instinctively lean back into your touch as you step behind me. From behind your hand raises up to stoke my hair out of the way over my shoulder and your lips barely kiss my neck...   just behind my ear. A soft moan escapes my throat and  you press your hardness against my ass, your hands move down my shoulders, my back, round my waist, and then down the front of my skirt, one hand slipping under the hem and softly traces its way up the inside of my thigh to where  my stockings end, your other arm is embracing me and your hand goes to my breast. As you're raising my skirt a little higher, my stomach muscles tighten, and you pull me gently backwards into the dark cabin." the words are tumbling from my mouth and I hear his soft breathing starting to catch in my ear.

"Tell me more baby, what happens when we're in your cabin?" is his question. My hand finally reaches my throbbing cake, sooo wet and I tell him "baby, my pussy is aching, baby I need your tongue to tickle my clit, can you please baby please?"  "I'm with you sugar and my mouth is loving your juicy cake. Take me back to the cabin. What're we doing?"

"OK, we've just slid the cabin door shut, and I've turned around to face you. We're not touching but I can feel the heat of your body and looking into your eyes I know that I can come just standing here with you this close, finally within my reach! The train is rocking gently. Slowly we move closer to each other. My hands are trembling as I reach out to unbutton your shirt. Everything is happening real slow, because we have hours and hours and we don't want to rush. I want to fully immerse in these feelings. My lust is explosive. Your hands reach around me to unzip my skirt and it falls to the floor. I'm standing in my heels and stockings and black cashmere sweater. I slip your shirt off of your body and reach for your belt and slowly unbuckle you. Your hands reach for my panties and stop suddenly. You slide down my body, your face directly in front my swollen sex and your face, oh my god your mouth slowly moves towards my cake and you start to kiss my belly and all around the edge of my wet panties, your finger stroking my clit. This little bit of cloth is a flimsy barrier. My desire is raging and I can't control...  can't control...  the orgasm washes me away. The force of it knocks the breath out of me, and you haven't even really touched me yet."

His breathing is faster, and I ask "Are you hard baby? Are you ready for more?"  He whispers a lusty yessss.

"You stand back up with a sexy smile on your lips, loving the fact that you can bring me to an orgasm so easily and I help you slide out of your jeans, the ones that look sooo good on you. Your erection takes my breath away and I pull you close. I'm desperate to have and feel you everywhere at the same time,your beautiful cock rubbing my clit through the thin silk. My desperation takes control, one foot goes to the bed  and you enter me standing up, just sliding my panties out of the way. I feel each molecule of your hardness in my throbbing pussy and hold on for dear life bracing myself between the bunk and the wall of my cabin when I'm raked with the deepest spasms of an orgasm I've ever had. Seeing me come again you can't hold back anymore and fill me with an explosive thrust, I feel your essence shooting into me."

And I tell him "baby, I'm so close to cumming, can I? Are you ready? Oh baby baby pleasepleaseplease I'm cum...c-cum...!! " and his voice wraps around mine and we hold on and share another incredible long-distance orgasm. Just thinking about how he sounds when he comes with me on the phone gets me hot, and wet, and reckless.

Then I finish my fantasy...  "We're satisfied and a little shaky on our feet so we slip out of the rest of our clothes and climb under the covers. The warm comfortable dimness of the cabin and the rocking train and the soft kisses awaken a new desire in us and we make love again, slowly, your whispers in my ear, my song in yours. I want to hold you close and pretend you're mine, at least for the rest of the time we have before we reach the train station in the morning, where I'll have to say goodbye to you, because just that one night is all I will ever have."  

We whisper telephone "love you"'s and  "I'll be thinking 'bout you"'s over the satelite waves and we say goodbye baby... goodbye for now......