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Your favourite erotic audio actor posted a poll on if he should call one lucky follower. Almost immediately you clicked yes. You messaged him your phone number and went about your day, slightly hopeful that your phone would ring later but keeping your expectations low.
You were about to fall asleep when your phone lit up with ‘No Caller ID’ and your heart flipped, swiping to answer.
“I didn’t think you’d call.” You breathe into the phone, your heart hammering with anticipation.
“And ignore a pretty girl like you?” He smirks
His voice is husky, deep and sensual, the type of voice that would make anyone stop. The type of voice that sends heat between your thighs and makes your panties stick to skin.
“How do you know I'm pretty?”
He chuckles.
Your clit throbs.
“Oh, darling.”
“I only talk to the pretty ones.”
You giggle softly, blush running up your neck to the tips of yours ears.
“Good girl, I can tell you’re blushing.” He whispers into the phone as if it's a secret, a smirk evident in his voice.
“I am not.” You blurted out quickly, way too quickly to be believable.
“Good girls don’t lie.”
Your breath hitches “I’m blushing” You confess
He simply hums in response
“I like that”
You smile, blushing again as you bite your lip
“So tell me, how long have you been listening to my audio?” He asks, a shuffling sound in the background as if he's getting comfortable on a bed.
“Longer than I'd like to admit out loud to you.” You whisper.
Your mind lingers back over the last few months, having stumbled upon his erotic audios instead of watching porn, listening once and never turning back. Hearing him moan, whimper, beg, and cum had completely rewritten your brain chemistry.
Nothing had ever made you cum harder.
“I know, I look for your username”
For a moment everything stops, your stomach flips.
“You look for me?”
“Every time.” His answer comes so quickly, so sure of himself.
“You’re the first one every time.” he continues “the first to like a new audio, a new post, it doesn’t matter. I count on seeing you there.”
Heat rushes to your face, biting your lip softly.
“That’s embarrassing.”
“No” His voice softens “I find it flattering, it's nice.”
The confession settles between you, a silence filling the space.
“You’ve noticed me.” You breathe still unable to believe it.
“Why does that sound so impossible?”
“Because you have thousands of listeners, hundreds put their name down for this call that we are currently having.”
“Yeah.” he pauses “but there’s only one you, pillowprincess89” he says, a smirk in his voice as he drops your username.
“God” You groan, suddenly deeply embarrassed by the username.
He laughs, a real genuine laugh that sends warmth through your chest, your heart fluttering.
“It’s creative and honestly my favourite.”
You smile wide “Bet you say that to all the girls” you say teasingly.
“Tch” He scoffs “You are the only follower that I have spoken to since starting on this platform.”
Your heart stops for a moment, butterflies fluttering inside your stomach.
“Guess that makes me special” You whisper
“Makes you dangerous.”
You run a hand down your face at his response, giggling softly.
“Dangerous would be me begging to hear you cum.” You whisper boldly, smirking as you hear his breath hitch slightly.
“Yeah? Does my girl like to hear me cum?”
Your heart flips.
My girl
“Yes” You breathe “I really fucking do.”
He hums in response, “Maybe I can hear you cum.”
“Please.” You whisper “I like listening to your instruction audios” You confess
“Yeah? Like turning your brain off and being told how to touch your pretty little cunt?”
“Fuck” You breathe, yours eyes closing as yours body falls hot, arousal pooling between yorus thighs.
“Spread your legs for me baby”
“Yes” You whisper, following his command embarrassingly quick.
“Are your panties wet?”
“All we’ve done is talk.” You sass, even though your panties are soaked.
Stupid voice kink.
“I asked you a question.”
“Yes”
“Tch” He scoffs “Now how hard was that?”
A soft moan passes your lips, barely there but something about his tone sends a tingle down your spine.
“Does listening to me talk have that much effect on you darling?”
“You know it does”
He laughs, you circle your clit.
You release a sigh, covering your moan, your hips lifting off the bed slightly.
“Did I say to touch yourself?”
“No, but you can’t stop me.” You smirk giggling softly which is quickly chased by a moan
“Fuck, you’re trouble” He breathes, a shakey breath passing his lips as you hear his belt buckle undo.
You smirk, rubbing your clit a little faster as a moan slips past your lips.
“Yeah?”
“God, yes.” He sighs, a small moan falling from his lips as he starts to stroke his cock.
“Add a finger for me baby.”
You follow his command, slipping your middle finger into your wet heat, a moan falling from your lips as you curl the digit in and out of your cunt.
“Tell me how it feels”
“So fucking good.” You breathe, fluttering your eyes closed and trying to picture him, his lips on your neck, whispering in your ear, his fingers buried inside you.
“Good girl, you sound so pretty.”
You smile, feeling your pussy clench around your finger at the praise.
“Wish you were here.”
The silence that follows causes you to stop.
Damn, you said that out loud.
“I wish I was, baby” He breathes, the lubricated sound of him stroking his cock filling the silence.
“You’d feel so much better”
“Fuck, you’re a tease” He moans
You giggle softly, adding another finger with a soft moan
“Touch your clit for me too.”
You follow his direction, rubbing your clit as you pump another finger inside.
A flow of moans escapes your lips, his heavy breathing and sighs accompanying them.
“You’d taste so sweet.”
“You’d be so tight around my cock”
“Bet you look so gorgeous when you cum.”
“Fuck” You whimper, the pace of your fingers speeding up, the quelching sound of your wetness filling the air.
“Oh good girl, you’re fucking dripping because of my voice, arent you baby?”
“Yes” You whisper with a pout on your lips
He laughs softly, a moan following.
“Bet you’re thinking about me buried inside your cunt.”
“Filling you, stretching you.”
“God” You moan your back arching as you feel your release approaching.
“You don’t cum until I say.”
“Please.” You immediately beg, a pout evident in your voice.
He sucks in a deep breath, his pace picking up.
You dip your fingers deeper inside your pussy, a whine passing your lips.
“Fuck, please, im close.” You murmur, pinching your clit between your fingers softly.
He moans loudly, ‘fuck’ falling from his lips in a breathy whisper.
“Let me hear my girl.”
“Cum for me.”
“Oh-” You moan, your back arching as you curl your fingers perfectly
“God, fuck!” You cry out, body falling hot, muscles tensing as you squeeze your eyes shut and cum around your fingers.
His moans grow louder, the sound of him pumping his cock filling the air as your chest rises and falls, catching your breath from your release.
“Taste yourself for me.” He demands, breathlessly
You smile and slip your fingers from your pussy to your mouth, moaning around them.
“Fuck” He drags out, hearing the sounds of you sucking your fingers clean.
“I wish you could taste.”
“Jesus.” He groans as he takes in a sharp inhale.
You smirk, knowing the sound of him coming from his audios, his moans and breathlessness come through the speaker as a warmth spreads through your body at the sounds he’s making for you.
A silence falls over us, shared breathing going through the phone.
“You sound amazing when you cum.”
Blush heats up your cheeks as you giggle softly at the praise
“If only I knew your real name to moan.” You whisper
You hear his breath hitch slightly, a sigh passing his lips.
“One day… I’d like that.”
You smile, your heart flipping.
“Me too”
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The next few days passed in a blur. Your phone hadn’t rung again since and he hadn’t uploaded any new audios.
Which meant you hadn’t orgasmed since the call and you were close to losing it.
As if to make matters worse, your computer at work decided to freeze up. You logged a job with the IT department and waited for someone to contact you.
A soft knock echoes through your office from the door as it opens, revealing a tall guy with broad shoulders that stretched his button down. His long hair is pulled back into a bun, loose strands framing his face. Slight dark circles shadow his eyes, somehow making him even more handsome.
Your eyes flick to his name tag hanging around his neck
Choso Kamo, IT Specialist.
“You logged a job because your computer froze?” He asks, approaching your desk and walking behind to look at the computer.
Your throat goes dry.
Holy. Fuck.
Your heart pounds, eyes widening slightly. You know that voice, god, you know that fucking voice.
“Can I take a look?” He asks, looking you over.
You swallow quickly and nod.
“Please.” You whisper.
The moment the word leaves your lips, you watch his hands freeze on the keyboard, body tensing, eyes flicking over to you.
“Say that again.”
“Please.” You breathe, a soft smirk breaking out across your lips.
“Baby.” Choso whispers, leaning back slightly to look over your face.
“Choso.”
He smirks, scoffing slightly as he pinches the bridge of his nose.
“You’ve been two floors above me, this whole fucking time?” He looks at you in disbelief
You smile wide, blushing, holding your hands up in surrender.
“I had no idea either.” You giggle
“The computer can wait.” He mumbles walking over to your office door and flicking the lock.
You’ve never been more grateful to have your computer freeze.