Booty Call
2006-04-26 @ 10:41 p.m.

I was in bed, after a very long day. Work has been very busy lately. Thank God things are starting to slow down again. Anyway, it's about 11:30 and I'm in that nice, strange zone, three quarters asleep but not quite there all they way. I digress here for a moment. I say that 'zone' is nice. Yes, sometimes it's quite pleasant. Sometimes, however, when I'm almost asleep, but not quite there yet, I have the strangest 'waking' dreams. It's like someone's moving in the room, shadowy figures, or I hear something. Very bizarre and disconcerting. Now, back to the booty phone ringing. It's Steve.

"Hey."

"Huh."

"You sleeping?"

"I was." That's not the answer that first came to mind, though. More like, "You stupid?"

"What do you say I come over?"

Hmmm. "Sure."

I got up, unlocked the door, took quick swig of mouthwash and promptly fell asleep. On the mouthwash/teeth brushing thing. I love spontaneity, especially when it comes to sex. But, bad breath, or just that stale breath odor, is just so nasty. I can't stand it. It really ruins the mood. Have you ever seen movies where a couple is just waking up, or they've been deprived of adequate hygiene for awhile? Then they kiss? Not romantic for me. I can only think, how bad does that taste and smell?

Later, maybe an hour or so, I awake. The shower is running. I roll back over and go to sleep. Then, someone's crawling into bed with me. We spoon. Kisses and warm breath on my neck. Yes, kisses on my neck. A simple but sure way to get me purring.

He removed my panties in one quick, impressive move. I was still very groggy but I was beginning to get very wet. Next, he cups my ass with a hand and starts kissing my back (second only to kissing my neck on the purr-meter). I rolled over on my stomach and Steve straddled me. I could feel his hard-on pressing against my ass.

He took his time, kissing my back, moving lower and lower. Finally, he reaches my pussy. I put my ass in the air while my head still rested on my pillow. He began to lick. Oral sex...Doggy Style (doggoral style?) I loved it! I didn't cum, but it felt very great.

Just as I'm getting really into the oral sex, Steve's tongue starts exploring my ass. That's something he's never done. He got in pretty far, too. I can't say that there was much physical pleasure in it per se, but it was so naughty that it really turned me on. It seemed to get his motor running too which is odd. He'll eat my ass but he won't eat broccoli.

The rest was pretty straight forward and primal. We hardly said a word. He turned me over and got on top. It was all very primitive; grunts, groans and hard thrusts. He didn't even play with my tits. He was a man on a mission, a very focused man.

We came together, a rare, high-decibel treat. Then, I was fast asleep within minutes.

So, my part in the Booty-call, as the callee, was to act as a sperm receptacle. Which, on that particular night, was my pleasure.