We'd been friends for almost two years and I knew I could depend on him. We'd joke around, exagerrating about how horny we were and talking about anime conventions and other things we were both into, tonight being no different.
That night, my fiance had left me in the cold again because he had school the next morning, leaving me so hot under the collar I could hardly stand it.
So I was complaining about it to Jason. Complaining turned to our usual joking and soon, I felt it evolving in me, turning into the dangerous animal known as lust.
I was already dripping wet when he decided to call. My breathing was a slightly heavier than usual because I'd been rubbing myself through my jean shorts, my black thong already soaked.
His voice was smooth and calm as he asked if I'd been playing with myself.
I blushed before answering in the affirmative. My heart was pounding and in my mind I was freaking out that he had caught me doing so.
However, I was even more shocked when he started talking dirty, almost having phone sex with me. Thoughts flew out of my head and all I could concentrate on was the sound of his voice, telling me what to do next.
"Do you want to cum for me?" Jason asked.
I answered "yes" breathlessly, trying to keep from moaning loudly.
"You can't cum until I say you can." he stated with a chuckle. I almost did moan at that. Was this honestly the same Jason who was still a "blushing virgin"?
He continued, instructing me what he wanted me to do to myself as he sat on the other end, listening. I was so wet and so turned on that I had a hard time not cumming right then and there. I just managed to hold it off, biting my lower lip.
Somehow, he just knew what he was doing to me. "Do you really want to cum now?" he asked.
I whispered a broken "please" into the mouthpiece of the phone.
"Beg me for it.