contains black female reader, lowercase intended, mutal masterbation, squirting, orgasm, pet names, dirty talk. minors don't interact
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bear with me here but phone sex with bret. sure the man wasn't the most tech savvy ,and being the current intercontinental champion he didn't have much time but he would just have to reason.
the grainy resolution of the motel tv fades to black signaling the end of another episode of saturday's night main event and just seeing your boyfriend ignited something inside of you.
with careful fingers you're already wet reaching the warmth that sits between your folds. a few minutes have passed and you figure he should be heading back on the long and winding roads.
you build up some courage giggling to yourself and placing the cream colored block to your ear. after a few rings his voice invades your senses. "hello" it's a bit raspy sensing the tiredness in his voice makes a whimper escape your throat.
shamelessly you rub circles at your clit the moan unmistaken as you grin to yourself. "hey baby." your voice was breathy the tone alone making bret raise his eyebrows in suspicion.
"sweetie? you okay over there?" his concern is cute a blush rising to your brown cheeks as you struggle to respond playing with your slick.
"I miss you b." it's another moan that goes straight to his dick eliciting a chuckle from the man miles away. "is that so?" he shuffles around a bit taking strides to the quaint bathroom.
the cockiness in his voice has you pushing a finger inside desperately trying to reach the spot only bret could. he's quick to catch on "kitten trying to make herself cum?" a puddle forms underneath you bret palming his own cock through his boxers.
"tell me how it feels since you obviously couldn't wait for me." you cry out in ecstasy putting the receiver of the phone near your pussy the lewd and squelching sounds of your needy cunt playing aloud.
"dirty girl what if the guys heard you?" he wished he could see your face, the way you bit your lip in pleasure, when your brown eyes rolled into the back of your skull, when your pretty little nipples harden under his touch.
but this would have to do, the audio alone made his strokes became sloppy gathering all of his precum and trusting his hips upwards imagining he was fucking you silly. "y-yeah pretty girl getting off on the guys knowing you're a slut."
your two fingers worked overtime in your cream rubbing your clit in unison the pleasure undeniable as you curled them inside a ditzy feeling taken over accompanying the drool that spilled from your lips.
"m close s-o fucking cl-ose" bret groaned his balls tightening with every muscle in his body. "yeah go ahead and cum for me let me hear who's making you feel good."
It took no time for your pussy to squeeze around your fingers juices squirting from your pussy completely draining yourself. at the same time bret shot ropes of cum onto his stomach his mushroom tip red and thankful for such release.
with another silly giggle you hum into phone "the bed is soaked." you teased further bret smiling as if you can see him.
"that's good princess because that'll be the last time you play with yourself."
