Masturbating Little Girls 3

"Jody, what are you doing now," shrieked Manny over the receiver. His groans came hot and heavy over the wire.
"I'm masturbatin' with the receiver," she crooned, digging it into her groin. She wished it were smaller so she could get it right up inside her. "Ohhhhhh, it's so great. It's like a black cock inside me. An electronic cock. Oh, I hope I don't get a shock," she squealed, lying back on the cold floor with the receiver cradled between her slim, soft thighs, and laughing. "Can you hear my cunt talk?" she laughed.

Her cunt did seem to be speaking its own sexual, erotic language. She had one end, the hearing part, on her clit and was rubbing frantically with it. The other end, the mouthpiece, was on her own piece of ass, chucking her between her cheeks. The middle part, the handle, or the staff, as she liked to refer to it, straddled her pussy, and she pushed it as far into her groin as she could get it, like she did when she rode a merry-go-round horse as a young child.

"Nghnghngh," she moaned loudly.

She rolled the receiver back and forth from the top of one thigh to the top of the other. She pushed her blouse above her tits, small but firm, and she pinched the braless orbs. She rubbed them delightedly all over, and pulled their pert, erect little nipples.

"Whatcha doin' now?" yelled Manny through the mouthpiece buried in her cunt hole. "It sound like the ocean in a seashell."

"It is," she yelled breathlessly, rubbing the receiver up and down all the while. "it's, uhhh, mmmmm, waves of, oooohhh, orgasm," she moaned.

"It's deep sound within the seashell of my cunt. Oh, honey, Manny, I'm going to commmmmmme."

She pushed the edge of the receiver ear piece into her clit and rubbed the little penis-like projectile fervently. With her other hand she stiffed her cunt hole and jabbed deeply into herself, gathering the juices and feeling her cunt explode in spasms, one after the other.

"Ohhhhhhh," he heard her yell, really loudly. "Nghnghngh," she screamed, so her yells could be heard up and down the dorm hall. "Ohhhhhhhh," she moaned again, feeling herself peak and enjoying the warmth and thrill of it.

She lay in a daze, feeling her crotch wet and odiferous from the juice of her explosive come.

"Hey, that was great! That was terrific!" yelled Manny from the other end. "Wheeee! Whew! Some come!"

He himself was jacking off at a furious pace. The moans of his girlfriend on the other end were as good as the real thing. Nearly. They were at least as good as the dirty pictures a friend had sent him from Mexico.

He jacked his dick rapidly, feeling his stiff staff in his palm, while his thumb and finger worked the head over, arousing the sensitive pucker beneath the ridge.

His stiff self got stiffer, the more he whacked himself off. It didn't take him long at all. He could come five times in a night. He had the quick comes of early adolescence.