More Phone Sex FF, More Dear Diary: About three months ago, I played some mind games with my friend Lisa, getting her all hot about my cousins Brenda and Josie. And then bringing her over to join us in a mini orgy. Since then I've gotten Lisa to open up to me (in more ways than one). As is my practice with her, I've taped our conversations and record them here and only here, in my diary. If should YOU find this, please, read no further than the next paragraph. Really, don't read it, any of it. Just mail it to me c/o Rachel Glenn, 453 West Travers St. Windom, WI. and I'll send you a reward. It will more than cover the postage and stuff with enough left over to take a friend to dinner, okay? Please? Thank you Rachel Glenn A Friday in August 1999, it is almost 9 PM. Scratching sounds, a short hiss . . . and . . . R: Really? My sister has two Labs, one red, one black. L: That's a wonderful breed. Does she live near the water? R: Yes, as a matter of fact, she lives in the Chesapeake Bay area. She takes them down to the wetlands almost every day for long walks. L: How old are they? R: I'm not sure. The black, Victor, might be three. Vivian, the red, I don't know, but would guess at least a year and a half. L: Are they fixed? I mean a male and female . . .? R: Hey, I only visit them once a year. (Laughing) I don't know. It seems the practical thing . . . ya know? But, who knows for sure? But tell me more about this Dachshund of yours? L: He's adorable! R: That's it? How did you acquire him? How big is he? What coloring does he have? Come on tell me about him. Make me want to run on over there and see him. L: (Laughing) okay, okay. This old lady who lived in the apartment above me passed away two weeks ago. I mean she was decomposing, ugh! In the place when she was discovered. R: My god! How long . . .? L: Maybe five days. The super got nosy thank goodness and checked on her. Well, actually her relatives had been calling her and contacted him. Anyway, poor Bootsie was almost dead from dehydration. I had gone upstairs to see what all the excitement was about and grabbed him from a policeman and raced him to a vet I knew of a block away. He saved him, thank God, and when I was able to bring him home a week later, the old ladies relatives had come and gone. So I adopted Bootsie. R: Gawd, you're something Lisa. I don't know if I'd have acted that fast, Gawd. L: You do what you have to do in times like that. R: Whew! So now you've got him, lock stock and barrel? L: I wonder if the relatives knew or cared about him. Have you ever had a dog? R: When I was a kid, we had a Collie. Just like Lassie. A car hit her I was crushed. No more dogs for our family. L: That's too bad. They're wonderful to have around. A great cure for the blues, ya know? R: I guess, but with my schedule and all, it wouldn't be fair to the animal . . . so I don't, understand? L: Sure. (Giggling) R: What? L: Bootsie's sitting by my feet, right now, keeping my feet nice and warm. R: Does he sleep in your bed? L: (Pause) Well . . . sometimes, but not too often, he sheds and I can't stand that. On those days I'm going to change the sheets, I give him a break. R: Lisa? Does he hump your leg? L: Get out! R: Come on, does he? L: I think all males will on occasion. R: Hmmmm, and horny old you ... L: Rachel! Cut it out! R: Ewww! So defensive! L: Not! R: Are too! L: Oh Rachel . . . can I confide in you? I mean really truly tell ya something that you won't tell another living soul? R: Absolutely. Now tell me. Tell me. L: Well, I'm starting to feel a little more comfortable in my new job and all, what with having visited everyone in my territory and not having anything go wrong. R: Ummm. L: In fact my boss told me she was pleased with what she'd seen thus far and to keep up the good work. R: So? L: Anyhow, last week I got my period, thank God it was on Saturday, cause it was a rough one. Cramp-wise, that is. I'm sorry if I'm taking forever to get to the point but . . . R: It's okay, take your time. But hold on a sec, will you? I've gotta pee. L: Go ahead, wipe it dry baby! (Both laugh lewdly) Pause R: I'm back! Whew, really had to go. L: You know you're my best friend . . . it's important that I tell you that and you believe me . . .that I'm sincere and all. I'm only gonna tell you this because you told me all about Josie and Brenda. R: Gawd that was some afternoon wasn't it? L: If I recall we started in the evening and ended the next afternoon. R: Oh . . . yeah. They were special weren't they? L: I still can't believe how Josie . . . well, anyway, I never thought I could have this sort of friendship with a woman before I met you. I mean where sex is such---I dunno what the word is---err, yeah, a big part of it, but I'm amazed at how important it's become to me. R: I feel pretty much the same about you too darling. L: Darling? That's the first time you've called me that. R: I've called you lots of things Lisa. L: In the heat of the moment perhaps, but never over the phone. I'm so happy you did. It will make this easier to tell. R: Go girl! L: The other morning I woke up early, early, around 5:30 and the sun was just coming up and casting these long shadows along my window. R: Oh, I like this, you're so graphic, I think I'll close my eyes and try to see what you're telling me. L: I was thinking of you and started to touch myself . . . R: Ahhhh, just a sec, I want to open my jeans a bit and get comfortable. L: Ummmm, do that. Like I was saying, I like to take my ring finger and ever so lightly, touch the edge of my pussy along the lips where the hair ends teasing it so . . . R: Ummmmm, yes. I'm with you Lisa. L: Shut up and let me concentrate. There is the faintest hint of moistness there as I touch it ever so lightly, just as your tongue would. I'm on my hands and knees kneeling on the bed and looking into the mirror watching as my lips swell under the caress and thoughts of you licking me there fill my brain. R: Ugh, ugh, ohhhh! Oh, love. You've got my breath coming so hard. I know exactly what you mean. That lazy sort of time in the morning is really special. You can let anything come into your mind . . . and it's still got that dreamy quality from the night. Things you imagine can almost feel real. L: Yes, exactly! And ever since Kevin dumped me for that slut Maura . . . R: Oh, don't let that bastard get to ya Lisa. L: Ah, I gotta admit it, he was boinking her same as me and even sticking it in his wife every couple weeks during their separation. Probably still after the divorces. Anyway . . . where were we? Oh, yeah! Finger-poppin' time . . . hey! Do you like to masturbate as often as me? R: Jeez, Lisa, that's hard to say. How often is that? (Laughter) L: Well, I'll tell you -- I really do like to "masturbate" but only every few days. To tell you the truth, now this might sound funny or weird, But I prefer to keep a kind of a "low grade rush" going for a long, long time -- and not let it reach, ya know, climax time. It's what I like, cause it's always so much more intense when I finally come. How 'bout you Rach? How often do you masturbate? R: You know Lisa, I think you're going off course here. We were talking about you and your fingers remember? L: Uh huh. R: Well? Come on . . . my jeans are unbuttoned. The sun was peeking in through the windows . . . L: Oh Rachel, I'm so horny for you. I want to come up behind you and put my hands on your shoulders and turn you around and caress your hair and trail my lips along your forehead . . . R: Sounds good Lisa. I'm warming up. L: (Moaning) I want to kiss you so softly you can't tell if it's my lips or my breath touching you. Christ Rachel, I can feel your breath on the back of my neck. I've got goosebumps all over my body from thinking about you. R: (Panting) Goin' good girl, keep the fire hot, keep the fire hot. L: I couldn't let you stay that close to my mouth without stroking your lips, your tongue, your cheeks, your face with my warm, wet tongue. I long for the feel of the gentle swell of your belly, the hardness of your hips thrusting against me . . . R: Jesus, Lisa . . . I'm soaking. L: I'm thinking of the way our lips could slide against each other, eyelashes touching like little butterflies kissing . . . R: I'm there Lisa! Come with me! Please God, come with me! L: Not yet . . . R: Ohhhhhhhhhh! L: My pussy is quivering inside right now as I talk to you. I'm so wet and ready, but can't come. I'm close, oh so close . . . Help me Rach! R: Lisa? Come for me baby. I can see you on the phone, one leg draped over the side of your armchair, your other is drawn up under your chin so your hand can touch your beautiful pussy. Oh, that beautiful pussy. Come for me Lover! L: Trying . . . R: Christ Lisa, right now I'm so jealous of your fingers. My tits are hurting to be squeezed, nipple's are hard and ready for you. Kiss 'em. Suck 'em. Bite them. I wanna suck those hard nipples of yours into my mouth. Then, when they're all soft and luscious and warm and wet, I can open my mouth and let my breath stream by them so that the evaporating moisture sends a chill through you. Come for me Lisa! L: Can't quite get there. Feel good, feel great . . . what a buzz, but . . . R: I don't fuckin' believe this! Come on Lisa! I'm ready to come again just thinking about you. I see you traveling on a trip, imagine fingering you on an airplane under a blanket. Or walking your dog in the park and we hide in the shadow of an old oak and tongue ourselves silly while Bootsie runs in circles around us. Come on Lisa! L: Can't! Oh, I want to come so bad! Wait! R: (Moaning) What? L: "Okay baby, that's a good boy. Oh! Do that again! R: What? That's not Bootsie is it? My Gawd Lisa . . . L: Rachel! He's gonna get me off, I swear to God I had my eyes closed poking away and he jumped on the chair and started sniffing. But when his tongue licked me . . . I saw stars. R: Stop it! You can't do it. Not that way! L: Gotta get off, gonna get off! R: Is this the first time he's done this? Silence R: Lisa! Talk to me, is this . . . L: Moved us into the bedroom. My legs are wide apart and I'm watching him. R: Oh, sweet Jesus! L: Going to the speaker phone Rach . . . (Click) R: Lisa? L: I'm here . . . he has a long thin tongue. Ahhhh, Christ he gets it in there! Ohh, God, oh God, he's going faster! I . . . I can feel his dank breath on my clit. Oh, Jesus, I've been waiting so long for this one, and to think . . . R: Lisa? Come on Lisa, don't stop now . . . keep talking! L: (Grunting) I'm so close! Mmmmmm! I can see his tongue fucking my cunt. I can feel him touching inside me. Christ his tongue is everywhere! L: I'm coming! I'm coming! R: So am I Lisa! So am I! (Sounds of panting and heavy breathing) R: Whew! I'm exhausted. I can't believe you let him do that to you. L: Rach? R: Yeah? L: I'm still coming. Bootsie is still lapping away at me. He won't stop. He wants all my juices. R: Push him away Lisa. L: I will, I will. Jesus, that one was a long time coming. R: Tell me about it. L: Did you hear me with my big one? R: I think the Western Hemisphere heard ya that time . . . Darling. L: Oh, you . . . you're sweet. Did you come too Rach? Silence R: Lisa? L: Ummmm? R: Has he fucked you yet? L: What kind of perverted question is that? R: Well . . . you let him eat you out just now while on the phone with me. L: (After a long pause, bearly audible) Yeah. R: You slut! You fucked a dog? Oh, Lisa, how could you? L: (Bearly audible) Af . . . after he ate me out a few times . . . I, err, felt kinda sorry for him, and when I saw his erection . . . I, err, jerked him off. This woman on the Internet told me how . . . R: You shopped the fucking net on this? L: Rachel . . . let me tell you what happened. R: I always knew you were horny, but Jesus Lisa . . . I mean you wouldn't fuck just anything in pants . . . why this? L: You'd be amazed at the number of women who've had sex with their dogs. R: Really? L: Anyway, she told me to be very careful with their cocks, cause they get a kinda knot in the head and it locks them into you. I mean, ya know how dogs get stuck together? R: What do you do, put a pail of water nearby just in case? L: (Laughing) No! But I was thinking about that and decided on ice cubes. R: (Joining in with the laughter) I bet. So? L: They seem to work, anyway she advised me to jerk him off first so that on his second go round he wouldn't fuck hard enough to push the knot part very deep into me. R: So, like you whack him off while he licks you eh? L: Pretty much, yeah. Ugly huh? Rach? R: Yeah? L: He's lickin' me now. Wanna come over and see? R: Ummm, you've certainly got me interested. L: Rach? His tongue goes in so deep its unbelievable. I'm lying on the floor and . . . Ohhhh! I'm moving my hand up and down his little prick. He feels kind of smooth and rubbery. And his precom is seeping out of the tip. R: Christ, Lisa, I got four fingers working and my sheets are soaked . . . Ugh . . . hoooo . . . hoooo . . . ahhhhhh! L: Coming Rachel? My hand's moving faster. Oh, you should see the expression on his face! He's pleading with me not to stop! R: Grunting and moaning . . .incoherent . . . L: His prick is still growing in my hand! Wow, what a sensation! R: Incoherent sound. L: Rachel! He's gonna come! I can feel his little boner throbbing in my hand! Ohhhh! Bootsie! So much? Oh, Bootsie! That's more than Kevin ever came! R: Lisa? L: Yeah? R: I came so fucking hard, one of the best . . . L: Now he's licking it all up. R: Ahhhhhh! Another one! Jesus! L: You should be here if ya want to really feel good. He's between my legs again and licking up a storm. R: Stop it! L: I'm so close! R: I'm coming over. If only my legs will hold me up. I'll call a cab, Lisa hold off for 20 minutes. L: No way. I'll leave the door open. Look for me in the bedroom. I'll be coming like there's no tomorrow. R: Be careful you'll give that little dog a heart attack. L: You just want him alive for you I know you, you slutty bitch! Hurry up and get over here. R: I'm coming. L: You won't come until he gets going on ya, then you'll come all right. R: Bye. See you soon. Click, Dial tone . . . L: I lied to you Rach, ha-ha-ha. Bootsie's a Great Dane, not a Dachshund. And we don't fret any knots do we Bootsie? And Rachel thought Josie was a hot number. Hah!