Kitty

"Hi, uhh... is that John?"

"Yep. Who's that?"

"Ah, well it's Katherine, well, Kitty. I'm usually called Kitty."

"Hi Kitty. Ah, have we met? I don't think I know any Kittys."

"Well yeah, we have, but you probably don't remember."

"I don't know about that. I'm good at faces and stuff. Where did we meet?"

"You remember the party at Jackson's house last weekend?"

"Oh, yep. That was a hell of a bash. Were you there?"

"Yeah, I was. About ten, you walked out on the porch to talk to Alice..."

"Masters. Yeah, I remember that."

"... and I was standing next to her."

"In the blue dress? That was you?"

"You are good, aren't you?"

"I remember looking at you, and thinking that you were unfamiliar. But I'm afraid the beer was getting to me, and I had to go sit down. I should have said hello."

"Oh, that's alright. Listen, I hope you don't mind, but I've been doing some checking."

"Checking? About what?"

"Well, you actually. I found out that you have had four girlfriends in the last couple of years, and that you still ..."

"What? How did you know that?"

"...keep in touch with them all, and they all regard you as a friend. I think that's important. I also found out that you were pretty outstanding in the bedroom department."

"I was? Well, that's nice to know, but if you could see me now, you'd know I was blushing."

"Blushing, huh? Anyway John, I wanted to ask you about something."

"Hey, ask away, you already know a lot more about me than I know about you, so carry on."

"Well, I'll be blunt. I'm seventeen years old. You know what I look like. I'm a nice enough girl, but I just can't seem to lose my virginity. I'm wondering if you can help."

"Me? You want me to find you a date, or something?"

"No John. You don't understand. I want you to do it."

"Ay? Hold on. We've never met, and you want to umm... you know... with me?"

"Well, we sort of met actually, and yes, I want you to fuck me. I'm very honest with myself, and I know what I want. From what I hear, you're the man to give it to me, if you know what I mean."

"Yeah, but you can't just ring someone up out of the blue, and .... Did you say ‘fuck'? Are you sure you know what you're doing?"

"John, I know exactly what I'm doing. I've got all the normal urges. I've been masturbating for years. I've had a guy touch me with his hands, and he even sucked my nipples. I'm not shy. I need to take the next step. Can you help?"

"Hell Kitty, no one has ever asked me like this before. Shouldn't you get a boyfriend, and wait until he asks you?"

"I don't want a boyfriend John. I want intercourse. Are you up for it, or not?"

"Well I...."

"Yes or no. Have you any idea how hard it was to make this call?"

"... Yes! How could I say no? I'm making no promises as to performance or anything though. I'm just a normal guy."

"I've already checked up on your performance stats. You'll be fine."

"Well, if you say so Kitty. I can't deny I'm flattered. To tell the truth, the idea makes me a little horny."

"A little! You should be in my shoes. I've been thinking about this virtually non-stop since the weekend. I'm so wet down there, I can barely think. I've had to get myself off every night just to get some sleep."

"Thinking of that makes me even more horny. How can you talk like that?"

"Actually John, I'm sitting here with my hand down my trousers now, just rubbing slowly through my panties."

"Are you just? You are horny, aren't you? Well, if it's good enough for you..."

"I'm going to have to push my panties to the side John. They are so damp anyway..."

"God Kitty, are you for real? I've just unzipped my trousers, and got my cock out. It's stiff as a post. Thank God no one is home."

"Mmmmm... I like that mental picture of you stroking your cock. I've never seen one. A real one, I mean. I've seen pictures. How do you rub it?"

"I've got my thumb and one finger around it, and I'm rubbing it up and down. It feels really nice Kitty. You are a bad influence."

"I told you I wasn't shy. I'm rubbing myself now with my thumb, and pushing my finger into my vagina. It's very wet in there. And hot. And tight."

"Kitty, I've never done this before. On the phone I mean. It's very sexy. I'm rubbing it faster now. The top is getting bigger, and it feels very nice. I'm just thinking about what you're doing. Don't you need to undo your trousers then?"

"Nope. I've got on these baggy tracksuit pants. I've got plenty of room. Ooh, I'm just rubbing my clit now. I'm going to cum soon John."

"So am I. I'm going to spray on the kitchen floor. God this is hot!"

"Ooh John, imagine what it will be like with you inside me."

"Oh, God yes. Oh, nearly there..."

"Yes, me too. Ooh, it's so wet and hot, I'm going ...."

"Oh, I'm cumming..."

"Me too John. Oh God. Oh!..."

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, that's the best Kitty."

"Oh, here we are. Ooooooh! Oh fuuuuuuck!"

"I shot halfway across the floor. The muscles are still contracting. God this is great."

"Mine are too. I've taken my fingers away. I couldn't stand it any more, but my whole body is still jerking. It's starting to calm down a bit. Ooh, that was the best."

"I can't believe we don't know each other Kitty."

"Well, my original question still stands. Are you up for it?"

"How could I say no after that? When and where?"

"Well, you can decide that. I'm alone here quite often."

"Are you busy now?"

"Now?"

"Yeah, now."

"Well... no. You want to do it now?"

"Yeah, don't you?"

"I do actually."

"Your place. Now. Give me the address, and leave yourself alone until I get there."