Chapter 12
"Can we talk?" Pam asked, perching on the corner of my desk.
This was several days after the episode with Jerry and Brian and the two-way mirror. Pam had been kind of quiet all day. I thought she probably had something on her mind, but I waited for her to get it started.
"Sure," I said. "Brian should be back from lunch in just a few minutes. We'll go upstairs and have our lunch."
"Good."
"Can you give me a hint what this is about?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.
"A potential customer. Actually, it's the husband of the lady I'm doing the interior decorating for. I'll need your help." Pam explained.
"You mean a customer for Mona Joy's?" I asked.
Pam nodded.
Just then, the little bell tinkled over the door and Pam went out into the shop. She was back in seconds, eyes sparkling and a little breathless. "Brian's back."
While I made sandwiches and poured iced tea, Pam finished telling me about our potential customer. It all boiled down to the fact that the husband was interested in phone sex.
"Why doesn't he just call one of the 900 numbers?" I asked.
"He doesn't want his wife to know, for one thing," she answered. "And he thinks it would be more exciting if he actually knew who he was talking to."
"Or listening to," I added.
"Right. He wanted to know if I would be interested in doing it," Pam told me.
"Are we talking about masturbation or something else?"
"He'd like to listen to two girls together. That's why I need your help."
I could not keep the grin off my face. Before the idea for Mona Joy came to mind, I had considered getting involved in phone sex. Here was my chance to see if it was as much fun as it sounded like it might be.
"I've never done anything like this before," I finally said. "But I'm willing to give it a try."
Pam laughed and clapped her hands. "Can we do it from your speaker phone here in the apartment?"
"Sure."
"Good, I'll make the arrangements for everything else. All we really have to do is enjoy each other," she explained.
"And we do that very, very well, don't we?" I said with a wink. Memories of her wearing the strap-on dildo flashed through my brain and I shivered with desire.
Pam was all business, though, discussing how much we should charge.
Two days later, Pam came into the shop and told me she had arranged for us to call Dan at his home that evening. His wife was working late and he would be alone. That gave me all afternoon to fantasize about having sex with Pam while a strange man listened on the telephone.
Brian showed an interest in hanging around after the store closed. He had fucked Pam and he had fucked me, but he had been trying to get both Pam and I in the bed together for weeks.
"We have a very important phone call to make," I explained to the handsome young man. "But soon, I promise, very soon."
He looked disappointed, but he left.
Pam was already heading up to my apartment when I locked the door behind him. By the time I stepped into my living room, she was on the sofa making the call. I sat down beside her and pressed SPEAKER so I could hear everything that was said. She caught my hand in hers and flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth across the palm. I shivered and slipped my hand down inside her bra. Her nipple grew stiff against my fingers.
The telephone rang twice before he picked it up. "Hello."
"Dan, do you know who this is?" she asked in a low, sultry voice.
"I think so," he stammered.
"Good," she said, and then gave me a questioning glance.
I shrugged.
"My girlfriend is here with me," she continued. "Do you want to say hello?"
"Hi, Dan," I breathed without waiting for his response. "My name is Mona, Mona Joy. I don't know about you, but I think Pam is just gorgeous."
"She's.. .she's very pretty," he said. I pictured him swallowing hard and sinking into the closest chair.
"You should see her naked," I continued, going with my instincts. "I've just unbuttoned her blouse. Her tits are just about ready to spill out of the lacy cups of her bra," I told him.
There was silence on the line.
"Dan, are you still there?" Pam asked, her voice shaking.
"Y.. .yes," he answered.
"Mona is licking the skin right between my breasts," she told him truthfully. "I've unhooked my bra and now she's.. .she's working her hot tongue around my nipples."
"Ummmm, they're getting bigger and bigger," I moaned, pressing my face between Pam's tits and inhaling her scent. And then I moved my head from one peak to the other, sucking hungrily.
"God, her mouth is so good," Pam moaned.
"What about you, Dan?" I asked. "Are you getting bigger and bigger, too?"
"Uh-huh," he muttered.
"Are you going to jack off for us?" I asked, sliding one of my hands between Pam's legs. The crotch of her panties was wet and I pushed it up between her swollen lips with two fingertips.
She groaned audibly.
"Probably," Dan answered.
"Good, we just love it when we have a party like this and everybody cums," I told him. "I'm rubbing Pam's pussy through her panties right now, and do you know what?"
"What?"
"They're wet. Do you think they're wet because of you?"
"I.. .I don't know."
"Maybe she's wet because she knows I'm going to lick her sweet pussy until she cums and you're going to be right here listening to us," I suggested.
Silence.
While I continued to talk, Pam and I removed the rest of her clothing. She lay back against the cushions on the sofa and spread her legs wide for me.
"I'm going to undress Mona now," Pam said.
Even as she spoke, she pulled my sweater over my head and I knelt between her legs, caressing my breasts with both hands. Pam's hands covered mine and I moaned with a little more emphasis than normal for Dan's enjoyment.
"Mona has pretty tits, too," Pam breathed. "I'm going to suck them now."
Again, she did exactly what she told Dan she would do. I dangled my nipples over her face, giving her first one and then the other to suck. She slid her hands down my body, pushing my slacks and panties down as she did so. Then she caught my ass in both hands and pulled my mound against hers. Our lips came together in a tongue-battling kiss and we moaned into each other's mouth.
"Now, we're both naked, Dan," Pam told him as I ground my pelvis against hers.
"And my pussy is just as wet as Pam's," I assured him.
Pam pressed two fingers between my legs. "She's right, Dan. God, I'll bet you'd love to have her tight pussy wrapped around your dick right now. It's so wet and so hot."
I moaned and squatted lower, grinding my pussy against her hand.
She paused, pulled her fingers free and licked them clean. "And she tastes so good."
"Rub my juices on my tits," I begged, momentarily forgetting that Dan was listening or that anyone else was in the world for that matter. All that was important was the pleasure Pam and I were bringing each other.
Pam dipped her fingers into my juiced-up hole again and smeared the thick, clear oils onto my nipples.
"You should see this," Pam said. "She's kneeling here between my legs, fingering herself because she's so hot."
I groaned and rubbed my clit furiously. "Play with your pussy, too," I said in a voice husky with need. "Let's bring ourselves off so Dan can hear us cum."
"Would you like that, Dan?" Pam asked.
"Yeah," he breathed.
Pam spread her legs even wider and pushed just her fingertips into her slit. When they were making a circle inside her lips, she began pinching her clit with the fingers of her other hand.
I moaned and shuddered through a mini-cum at the sight of her sweaty body squirming around on the end of her fingers. At the same time, I was strumming my own clit. My hips began moving of their own accord, forcing my fingers deeper.
Thick wet sounds filled the room and mingled with our grunts of pleasure as Pam and I watched each other masturbate. This wasn't anything new. We'd done it a hundred times, but never with someone listening on the telephone.
The sofa squeaked steadily as Pam humped her hand. "I'm just about there, Dan," she told him.
"Me, too," I grunted, keeping an eye on Pam's pussy stretched around her plunging fingers. It was beginning to pulse and her juices bubbled up and out, sliding down her crack to her anus. I knew I should be telling Dan all about this, but all that came out was little whimpers of pleasure.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Pam moaned, and rammed her fingers deep and her entire body grew stiff.
That triggered my orgasm and I shuddered from head to toe as waves of pleasure cascaded over me, taking me to la la land and back again.
"Are you there, Dan?" I heard Pam asking breathlessly as I struggled to return to reality.
"Yes," he hissed.
"Did you cum with us?"
"No."
Pam seemed happy to hear that. "Do you know what Mona and I do after we cum like this."
"No."
"We lick each other clean," she said. Holding her swollen lips wide with both hands, she thrust her pussy toward my face. "Do you like to lick pussy, Dan?"
"Oh, yeah," he answered.
I had a feeling Dan found this talk more thrilling than listening to us cum. Well, if it turned him on to know I was licking Pam's pussy, who was I to deny him this pleasure.
"Oh, Dan, she's licking my juices off my thighs," Pam whimpered as I did just that.
The closer my mouth came to her pussy, the more she talked.
"I can feel her breath on my wet hairs," she told him. "I've got my legs wide apart, pushing my pussy at her face, but she's still teasing me."
Pam was telling him the truth. I swirled my tongue around in her hairy bush, barely brushing the tip of her erect clit with it from time to time. At the same time, my fingertips traced up and down her slit.
"It's not just her tongue," Pam groaned. "It's her fingers, too."
The only indication that Dan was still with us was the heavy breathing we could hear through the speaker.
I glanced up at Pam's face. Her eyes were closed and her chest rose and fell with her own ragged breathing. She didn't care whether Dan was listening or not. As I tasted her sweet juices for the first time that evening, I really didn't care either.
"She has her tongue inside of me," Pam said as if suddenly remembering Dan was there. "God, it feels so good."
I spent the next few minutes licking the entire length of Pam's slit. My tongue dipped into her asshole and then slithered up to her cunt, where it dived in there a few times. Then I worked it on up to her clit. I sucked it noisily and, from the sound of Dan's groans, I knew he heard it.
"She makes me want to cum so bad," Pam whimpered, grinding her pussy all over my face. "I almost wish I had a big dick like yours here, Dan, so you could fuck me."
"Would you like to be here, Dan?" I asked, pushing a finger into Pam's pussy. Her strong muscles pulled at it hungrily and she humped it gently, her breasts jiggling with the seductive motion.
"Yeah," he breathed.
"You could fuck Pam while I licked her clit," I said, adding a second finger to her pussy. She gasped aloud when I wiggled them inside of her. "Or maybe we could both lick her pussy at the same time. Your tongue in her hole, mine on her clit.. . " I let the suggestion dangle.
"Yeah," Dan grunted.
"Are you rubbing your dick?" Pam moaned. Dan just moaned.
I grinned up at Pam and she smeared her juices around on my lips. Then she licked her finger and moaned again at the taste of herself. Pulling my fingers free, I lowered my mouth to her twat again. My tongue went directly to her hole this time and wet sounds filled the room as I flicked it in and out.
"So, good," Pam moaned, her hips beginning to rock steadily. "She eats my pussy so good."
Pam's juices were really flowing now and I slurped them up while rubbing her clit with my fingers. Her body moved faster and, as her orgasm approached, her pussy squeezed my plunging tongue.
"I think I'm going to cum," Pam grunted. "God, I wish I had a cock, Dan. A big fat cock." Each word was punctuated by an upward thrust that nearly threw me off the sofa.
Grabbing her ass with both hands, I kept right on tonguing her hole. Now, I could hear Dan's response over the telephone speaker. He was grunting steadily and there was no doubt that he was ready to cum right along with Pam.
"Cum with me, Dan," Pam said between clenched teeth.
I removed my tongue from her pussy and put my fingers to work again. Pam's eyes were closed and she humped my hand with abandon as her peak of excitement grew closer and closer.
"She's so pretty when she cums, Dan," I told him. "You should see her with her legs spread wide like this. Her little clit is just begging for attention."
"Oh, God!" Pam grunted, holding onto my wrist with both hands.
"I'm sticking a finger in her hot little asshole right now," I told him. My voice had taken on a noticeable tremor, too, and a fresh flood of juices soaked through my panties.
"Oh!" she gasped when I did exactly what I said I was going to do.
"She-likes it better when my tongue is in there," I told him. So saying, I lowered my face between her cheeks and jabbed at her asshole with the tip of my tongue. The tiny opening opened up like a flower and I pushed my tongue deeper.
Pam's animal-like sounds of pleasure matched the way she was thrashing about on the sofa. Holding her legs high and wide, she humped my face with abandon.
Dan's throaty groan rattled the speaker.
I shuddered, realizing he had just emptied his balls all over the place. Pam was too busy bucking through her own orgasm to pay any attention to Dan and by the time she caught her breath, the drone of the dial tone filled the room. Dan had hung up.
"Pretty kinky, huh?" Pam whispered when I kissed my way up her body to her mouth.
"Very kinky," I agreed. "Let's give him time to recover and then call him back. Run downstairs and get one of the biggest dildos you can find," she suggested.
"I'll bring the butt plug, too," I said with a grin as I hurried down the stairs naked. "And in the meantime?"
"In the meantime, you can take care of this," I said, guiding her hand down to my overflowing cunt.