Page 97 of Fielder's Choice

“Are you going to let me listen?” I ask, unable to stop myself. I don’t want to push her to do something she’s uncomfortable with, but the words flow out before I can rein myself in.

“Yes,” she replies, and my dick is now fully awake again, never mind that I just came in the shower.

“And you’re comfortable with that?”

“Surprisingly, yes,” Liv chuckles. “It’s not like you haven’t heard me take care of myself before.”

“Can I talk you through it?”

“Okay,” she replies, and I hear movement and a drawer opening, so I’m assuming she’s grabbing her new toy. “Tell me what to do, Lane.”

“Relax against your pillows,” I tell her, “and slip off your bottoms. Panties included.”

Olive sets the phone down, and I hear more movement before she speaks again. “That’s done.”

I grow harder at the mental image of Olive bare on the other end of the phone, at least from the waist down. I cup myself over my boxers as I try to tame myself.

“Grab your toy and put it between your legs.” I give her a moment to get into position. “Now, push it into your pussy, baby, but take it slow. It might be a bit uncomfortable at first.”

“Okay,” she says breathlessly. I can tell the moment she starts sliding the dildo inside because she moans softly, and my dick is now leaking precum into my briefs. After a few more moments, she lets out a deep breath. “Wow, that’s… different.”

“Different good or different bad?”

“Good,” she sighs. “Very good. I should turn it on now, right?”

“Yes,” I say, slipping my hand under my waistband and giving a quick tug. “Test out the different vibrations and speeds to find what you like. And make sure the top part is pressed against your clit.”

Olive presses a few buttons before letting out a guttural moan. “Ohfuck.This feels really good, Lane.”

I shove my boxers down now, freeing my rock-hard cock and fisting myself. “Good. I want you to feel so good right now, baby.”

“Would you, uh…” she stammers before starting over. “Do you think you would feel better?”

I groan, pumping my shaft now. “Yes. That dildo might feel good, but my cock would drive you wild.”

“Oh,” she moans. “That sounds… fun.”

“Fuck, Liv,” I grunt, moving my hand faster. “Go ahead and imagine it then. Let go for now and just imagine that it’s me between those gorgeous thighs, fucking you until you come.”

She’s breathing heavily, and her toy gets louder. Olive must have increased the speed. Fuck, that’s hot. “Oh my God, Lane.”

I surrender to the fantasy, knowing that it’s me she’s imagining with her right now.

“I am your God, baby. You’re taking that cock so well, aren’t you? I bet your pussy is swallowing every inch of it.”

“Yes,” she sighs. “All of it. I’ve never felt this full.”

“For now, Livvy,” I breathe, tipping my head back against the headboard. “I’d fill you so much better. The silicone might be good, but it will never compare to the real thing.” She moans louder, and I know she’s closing in on her release. “You gonna come for me, Olive? Are you gonna come all over that toy as you fantasize that it’s my cock instead.”

“Lane!” she cries before she tips over the edge, riding out her orgasm while chanting my name.

That’s all it takes for me. I come on a groan, spilling all over my stomach.

We both take a moment to collect ourselves, catching our breath and calming our racing hearts.

“Fuck, baby,” I finally say. “I love listening to you come.”

“It kind of sounded like you did, too,” she says shyly.

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