A few seconds later, he heard the sound of a sliding door open, and then the sound of traffic. So he knew for sure that she was, at least, actually standing on her balcony, and all the ambient noise confirmed she had switched to speaker phone.
"Okay, you bastard, out with it. What's this big news?"
"You're not the first person to call me a bastard today. In fact, when-"
She interrupted, "Hey! I'm standing naked where people might see me! Hurry it up already!"
"What are you wearing?"
"SKIN! Nothing! ... Well, actually, I do still have my high heels on."
"Excellent. I like it when my women wear nothing but heels."
She ground her teeth angrily. "What is it with you and heels, anyway?"
"Never you mind. Please insert the dildo."
"Hey! And who says I'm one of your women?!"
"Nobody," he answered breezily. "But I guess it's just a complete coincidence then that you're standing naked on your balcony right now."
"You fucker!" she hissed. "You arrogant fuckhead!" But despite her angry words, her heavy breathing showed that she was getting extremely aroused.
He commanded, "Now, put your hands on your head."
She hastily replied, "Fine. Done. Now, let's talk."
"Nope. I don't believe you. In fact, I doubt you're really completely naked. You're agreeing to everything far too easily. Plus, there's not enough anger and fear in your voice."
"You miserable FUCK!" She was exasperated, because he was right.
"A-ha! So what are you really wearing?"
"Well, I've got MOST of my clothes off," she conceded reluctantly. "I mean, I took off my jacket, my bra, my panties, my stockings, and I even opened my blouse. So I'm mostly naked. Close enough!"
"No, that's not good enough. Take off the skirt and the blouse too. Now."
"But then I'll be totally nude! And it's cold up here!"
"So what? This is Southern California. Besides, you got naked for me recently on your balcony at night."
"I know. But after it was over, I decided that I had to have been nuts to do it, and I promised myself I wouldn't do it again."
"Too bad that promise will be broken tonight."
"Grrr." His confidence and persistence was hard for her to combat. "Can't I at least keep my blouse on?"
"Nope. Sorry. And don't give me the finger."
"WHAT?! How did you know I was doing that?!" She'd just raised her middle finger in the general direction of the speaker phone seconds before he'd said that.
"Maybe I have a secret camera on you." In fact, it was just a good guess. In case he'd been wrong, he could have claimed he was speaking rhetorically. "Now, do it!"
She grumbled and cursed to herself, but she took the rest of her clothes off. She didn't even know why, since she wasn't strongly submissive like Susan or Brenda. Partly, it was because she was so aroused already. But there was something in his voice that made her want to obey. Besides, she sensed that if she tried to continue to trick him, he'd find out somehow.
Once all her clothes were really off (not counting her high heels), she groused, "Okay, you motherfucker - literally! I'm completely naked now. You happy?"
"Almost. I said, put your hands on your head."
"What? Why?"
"Hey, I'm giving the orders around here. But just so you know, it's so you feel completely exposed."
She duly put her hands on her head, but complained, "Shit! Talk about unnecessary! I've never felt so exposed in my life! Riding the world's wildest roller coaster is nothing compared to this. I'm too scared to even open my eyes!"
"Yeah, but think how much sexier you'll look to all the strangers staring at you from every angle with your hands up like that."
Although he had never been to her apartment, he knew that it was many floors up, on a big building facing the ocean, and who ever bothered to look up at the side of an apartment building at night? He figured the odds of anyone seeing her were extremely low, unless she shouted out or someone in a nearby apartment was also using their balcony. But he also knew that she got off on public exposure like nothing else, so he was trying to push her buttons.
He could tell that he was succeeding, too, by the way her heavy breathing turned into even heavier panting. He didn't know it, but she was actually getting into standing there, nude, with her hands on her head, and was even grooving around a little bit. Her pussy was soaked, and her whole body trembled with excitement.
"Good," he said. "You really do have your hands on your head now, right?"
"Yes." She still wondered why she was obeying his commands, but she was.
"And it makes you feel even hotter and more exposed, doesn't it?"
"YES!" She panted very heavily, like a horny Darth Vader. "How do you know these things?!"
He ignored that. In truth, he was just operating on instinct, and his instincts about this type of thing happened to be very good. "It sounds like you're finally behaving like an obedient busty slut. You have the dildo in, right?"
"No, it's in the house. Can't I just finger myself? That's what I'm doing now."
She thought, "Obedient busty slut." What an impertinent ass! But she also was reveling in being an obedient busty slut. She felt incredibly naughty. She whispered, "God, I'm so fuckin' HOT! I'm on fire!"
"Nope. Go get the dildo."
"Sheesh! Do I have... Never mind; I know what you'll say. Just a fucking minute."
In less than a minute, she was back. "Okay! I have the dildo!" Her breathing was even more ragged now since she'd run through the house.
"Have you put it in?" he asked.
"Yes, dammit! I'm all wet and I'm sliding it in and out of my pussy!"
He could tell that she was by her rhythmic grunting. "Good. And by the way, you'll be glad to know that I've reached my house. I'm parking the 'vette on the street as we speak. What color is your dildo, by the way?"
"Color? Color? Who the fuck cares?! You're just stalling for time to make me suffer!"
"No, it helps me get a nice visual image." He turned off the car's ignition as he said that.
"Fine. It's blue, already. Satisfied, you little piece of shit? Now, what's this news before I reach through the phone line and strangle you?!"
"That's not very nice. I'm hurt and offended. I think I might just hang up and call you back some other time." He tilted his seat back to get comfortable.
She pistoned the dildo in and out of her tight and juicy hole. "Arrgh! Now I'm really going to strangle you. Please, it's cold out here. I'm getting goose bumps all over. Hurry!"
Picturing her nude body made his erection even harder. Now that the car was safely stopped, he began stroking the bulge in his pants. "Do you think anyone can see you?"
For some long moments, he only heard the sound of her heavy breathing. But then she admitted in an almost shy voice, "Well, uh, actually, that's not a problem because the lights are all off."
"Xania! Why didn't you say something about that?! That's no good at all. Turn the porch light on this instant!"
"The porch light? No way! You've gotta be crazy! I'm standing here freezing, buck naked. Do you understand? If I do that, it'll be like shining a spotlight on me!"
He did understand. He also knew that Xania didn't get off on being treated submissively per se, but she did get off on public exhibitionism in a big way, and she'd continue to obey all his commands as long as he kept her thinking about being exposed in public.
"You did it for me once before," he said, sounding as if it was the most reasonable thing in the world, and only to be expected.
"I know, but if I do it again right now, that makes it a pattern. Before long, you'll have me stand buck naked on my well lit balcony as a matter of course, every time you call!"
He snapped his fingers and acted as if he hadn't thought of that. "What an excellent idea!"
"Arrrrgh!" But her sky-high arousal level soared even higher, as she thought about that really happening in the future.
He sighed, like he was annoyed by her attitude. Then he said in an impatient voice, "I'm waiting, my naked busty slut." She might not have been that affected by being treated submissively, but he certainly got off on treating her that way, and he was busy stroking his hard-on through his pants.
She came back to the phone quickly. "Okay, I guess I must be the one who needs to have her head examined, because I turned the light on. It's like I'm fucking standing on the sun, it's so damn bright. Happy?"
He unzipped his fly, in order to stroke his erection directly. "Almost. I'm still not pleased that you called me names. I want you to bend down to touch your toes, mooning all of L. A. while you do it. Then you can apologize to me."
"GRRR! I have half a mind to hang up the phone right now."
"But you won't."
She knew he had her, but she teased, "Is this any kind of way to treat your psychologist? Calling her a 'naked busty slut?' You're pushing your luck, buster!" She was still working the dildo in and out of her hot box.
He grinned at her comment. It was obvious from her tone of voice that she was so aroused that that kind of talk only aroused her even more. But he merely said, "Hurry up; you're probably getting cold."
The sound of her panting grew distant, and then louder again. Then she said, "Okay, I'm sorry. Now, are you going to tell me this big news, or do I have to go down there and squeeze it out of you?!"
He chuckled. "The idea of you squeezing some of my body parts sounds fun. Just what would you squeeze and how?"
"I want you to ram your cock balls-deep in my cunt and then I'll damn near fuckin' squeeze the thing off while I strangle you! How does that sound?" Her voice was ragged and wild.
"Hmmm..." he said, at first sounding like he was reluctantly considering it. "I might let you do that, but only if I get to fuck you doggy style and play with your dangling 38Gs!"
She grunted so loudly at that that it was almost a yell.
"Have you bent over yet?"
"I'm doing it now!" And she did. She hated it, but she loved it too. She felt completely alive, as both lust and the fear of exposure thrilled her. She climaxed, which nearly caused her to topple over.
"Is the dildo still in your cunt?"
"YES!" Her tone was exasperation mixed with lust.
"So anyone who looks up from the street would see a big blue dildo poking out of your bare ass?"
"YES!"
He loved that image and stroked his rigid shaft a little faster. "Is pussy juice freely flowing out of your cunt?"
"Duh!"
He pretended shock. "Goodness! Don't you think that's indecent?"
She growled menacingly, "Alan, don't push me!"
He snorted mirthfully. Funny she says that when I have her in that lewd position and obeying my every command. But knowing that she had to be feeling the cold, he said, "Very well. You know how you lent me your 'vette? Well, I'm driving it for the first time! I'm sitting in it right now."
"Grrr. Grrr! That's the big news? You have me bending over in the nude, freezing my butt off like a dumb freaking idiot, because of THAT?!"
"Hey, it's pretty exciting for me. Besides, Mom and Suzanne told me that they're gonna buy me a new car soon. Maybe you could come down here and help me pick it out."
Her voice was still distant, and her words were interspersed with loud pants. One hand was working the dildo in her pussy while she remained bending over lewdly. "Maybe I could. That sounds like fun. Although I'll bet you're just saying that as an excuse for me to come down there so you can fuck me."
He chuckled as he stroked his erection with one hand. "Yeah, there is that, too. I do so enjoy our one-on-one therapy sessions together. You really do have a superb bedside manner. By the way, are you still grabbing your ankles with both hands, my naked busty slut?"
"Yes, more or less, but I was just about to get up and go inside. It's probably below sixty degrees out here."
"But you're not done yet. I want you to turn around, so everyone can see just how fuckin' huge your tits are!"
"I'm gonna kill you!" But she turned around.
"Now, shake 'em!"
"No!"
"No? Are you my adorable, naked, busty slut, or not? How will your audience see just how stacked you are, unless you shake 'em?"
She was about to shake her rack, but then she stood up in fear instead. She was closer to the speaker phone, and her voice was much louder now. "Audience?! You don't think someone's really looking, do you?"
"The way you've been carrying on, complaining and screaming? Sure. I'll bet that the first people to notice are pointing it out to others. A whole crowd is probably forming." In truth, he didn't believe that at all, but he knew she'd get off on it.
"Oh Gaawwwd! Jesus Christ!" She practically came, just from his words. Standing there with her eyes tightly shut, she brought a hand back to her dildo and started working it again.
"Don't turn around!" He thought that if he were in her position, he'd be filled with the urge to turn around, so he figured it was a good idea to give that warning.
"But I want to," she pouted between her sexy heavy breaths. "Can't I?"
"No!" His hand was happily sloshing up and down his erection. It occurred to him, Uh-oh! If Mom sees me masturbating, I'm busted! Maybe I should call Aims or Kat out here, to give me a hand or mouth. Nah. I'm too spoiled. I actually feel bad - don't their jaws get sore? Don't they get bored? I can sense this call is almost over, so my hand can manage for a couple more minutes.
He said, "In addition to thanking you for loaning me your 'vette, I wanted to take this time to thank you for your suggestion to buy more gifts."
"Aaaaaaalan! Why do you bring that up now?! Do you know the position I'm in? And I'm about to cum again!"
But he was having fun talking about something mundane, because the longer he did, the longer she'd maintain that position. He continued, "I bought these thin, ribbon-like, black collars for all my women at home, and man! You wouldn't believe how excited they got. All four of them were crawling all over me. I think they even managed a quadruple blowjob at one point."
In her overheated state, that last comment really got her juices flowing. She gasped out, "I can imagine! Four tongues at once?! Alan, you're so sexy! My God, I wish there was some way you could stick your cock through the phone and straight into my pussy. Or my ass! Yes! My ass!" Her voice grew much more distant with those last words, as she'd put the phone down again.
"Are you fingering your ass now?"
"Hell yeah! So... INTENSE!"
Even though he couldn't see her, it was obvious that she was getting close to an orgasm. But while he was getting a nice buzz from stroking himself, he was still a long way from an orgasm of his own. Masturbation didn't do much for him anymore.
He resumed his story, hoping that would help push her over the edge. "And then I went to my teacher Glory's house - I just drove back from there right now. I collared her too, and gave her a ring as well. She was really into it. Especially the ring, but even the collar. And it's all thanks to you."
"You're welcome. But good God! That's really arousing! You just collared FIVE women? That's so out of control! You're dangerous! Do you know how amazing that is?!"
"I know. Especially since it's six, actually."
"SIX?!"
"Yep! 'Cos Brenda's wearing my collar too. And I'm not done yet. Next time you come down, you'd better watch out. I'm gonna sneak up on your neck like a vampire and - WHAM! - add you to my harem!"
In reality, she knew she had no intentions of fully joining his harem, as she liked her independent life in L. A. too much. But in the heat of the moment, the idea sounded extremely appealing and arousing. She panted, "Oh God! Oh God! Gaawwwd! Please! GOD!"
"Are you close to cumming?"
She leaned forward and blindly grabbed the balcony railing for dear life, because her legs were wobbly. Drops of cum were flying as she worked the dildo. "Are you kidding me? I'm working up to my third orgasm already. This is too hot!"
"What? You came without asking permission first? What kind of sexy, big-titted... oh shoot."
"What?"
"I've been sitting here masturbating in the 'vette, parked across the street from my own house. I just saw someone come to one of the front windows and look out. It was probably my mom. I don't know if she saw me or not, but I'd better park this car in the driveway and go inside before she does something silly, like come out here in a see-through nightie. Too bad, 'cos I was having fun."
"Nooooo! Don't go! This is the best sex I've had since, well, since I saw you last in the flesh, obviously. But not counting that, this is the best phone sex since, well, the last time I talked to you on the phone!" She laughed as she realized that both events took place just days earlier. "Damn you, I'm getting addicted to my Alan fix."
He started the car engine again, and opened the garage door, but he kept his erection poking out of his pants for easy access. As he drove the car into the garage, he teased, "You could have your Alan fix every day, if you want. All you have to do is move down here and let me put my collar around your neck. While you're deep throating me, of course. There is a proper procedure for doing these things, after all." He was thinking of what had happened between him and Glory a short while earlier.
"And that would mean I couldn't sleep with other guys, while you could sleep with as many other women as you like?"
"Of course. You could sleep with other women, though."
She thought, Thank God for his double standard, or else I might even be tempted to do it! No way am I ever giving up having more than one guy in MY bed! She chuckled. "You really are something else. Can I go inside already? I'm cold. I'm practically jogging in place just to keep from freezing."
He snickered, "That certainly must make an interesting sight to see. How are you managing to do that and work the dildo?" Now that he'd turned the car off, he resumed stroking his erection.
"It's not easy! I must look ridiculous: clutching my boobs and plunging the dildo in and out, jogging up and down... I don't have enough hands! ... You don't REALLY think there's a crowd down there, do you? I'm still too scared to look!"
He was almost positive that no one was there. But he said, "I dunno. But since you're so cold, I want you to go back inside and close the sliding door behind you, without looking down even a single time."
"But then I won't know!" she whined. She was still working the dildo, aching for that climax that was so tantalizingly close.
"That's right. Not until the video gets posted on the Internet at least."
"Video?! Alan, don't say that!"
He was still stroking himself, which was something he hadn't really done in weeks. "Hey, who knows? Anything's possible. Why don't you go to your bedroom and think about that as you work on that third orgasm? Sadly, I've got to go. I'm beating my meat as I sit in the car in the garage, and if I don't go inside soon, Mom's gonna come out here and have a complete shit fit. I don't want to get another big 'sins of Onan' lecture."
That was true, but he also knew that it would be much more difficult to keep arousing Xania so effectively once she was inside and didn't have an imaginary audience. Plus, he knew he could get a lot better sexual satisfaction once he went in the house.
So the two of them quickly said their goodbyes, each of them eager to get off the phone and work towards an orgasm.
Xania switched back from speaker phone mode as she said her goodbyes. She was surprised at how emotional she got, cradling the phone with her hand and wishing it was Alan instead. She was even tempted to tell him that she loved him. But then she thought, He is a great guy, but that must just be the orgasms and excitement talking. After cumming that hard, there's probably some kind of biological bonding thing that takes place. I can't confuse lust with love.
But she left him with a final reminder, "Don't forget what I said about Christine. Cool your heels with her until we can figure out what to do."
Alan reluctantly agreed to that. With the call over, he stuffed his erection back inside his pants and zipped up his fly (knowing it wouldn't stay that way for long). That was pretty cool. Some people call help lines for advice, and some people call for phone sex. But with Xania, it's like I get a two-for-one. Heh!
Maybe it's true that I do have some kind of sexual gift. I seem to know just how to push Xania's buttons and how far I can go with her. I didn't have any plan to do that whole phone sex thing, but just went with the flow. And it felt so easy - no stress at all! But what's waiting for me inside is probably even more fun than that!