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Natalia lay in bed, as her phone rang.  It was Olivia calling to say goodnight.

As the conversation progressed, Olivia ventured down a path that she had been avoiding before now, “So you think of me.”   Natalia responded, “All of the time…I can’t get you out of my head…not that I really want to.”

Olivia’s curiosity got the best of her, “When do you think of me the most?”  Natalia admitted, “At night before I go to sleep…if and when I can sleep for thinking of you.”

Olivia, feeling a little more daring asked, “Do you think of me kissing you?”  Natalia shyly responded, “Yes.”

Olivia knew she was pushing it, but had to go there anyway, “What is it like?”  Natalia shut her eyes allowing her thoughts to flow freely, “Exquisite…I think of you looking deep into my eyes as you approach.  Then your eyes focus on their target, as you oh so slightly part your large beautiful lips bringing them down on mine so softly…so gently…causing me to moan.  You pull back slightly and look deeply into my eyes; the connection between us is so intense I shudder slightly under your gaze.  You whisper that you are so in love with me, and I can see the depth of that love in your intoxicating green orbs, as you refocus on my mouth and move in to continue what you started.  This time I reach behind your head, entwining my fingers in your lovely hair, and pull your lips down on mine.  Parting them, I use my tongue to unleash your passion.  It works, as you moan your tongue becomes wanting as it dances with mine.  Your embrace around me tightens and the headiness I feel threatens to overwhelm me…I’m so intoxicated with the dizziness…I shudder once more.”

For a moment there is silence.  Olivia didn’t expect such an open display of the passion Natalia felt for her, and was momentarily overcome with the headiness and dizziness Natalia had spoke in such depth about.  Her body was responding in force, and the response between her legs was totally apparent.

She had to know more, “Do you think of me touching you?”  From the other end of the phone she heard Natalia respond, “Yes.”

Before she could stop the words from coming to her lips, they where uttered, “Where, how?”  Natalia, still with her eyes closed, fully present to the feeling of her thoughts, began, “As we are kissing your hands, which have been behind my hair at the base of my skull lightly drift down around my collarbone, to the buttons at the top of my blouse.  You move skillfully to undo each button one by one until the front of my blouse is pushed aside, revealing my black bra and the treasures hidden beneath.  Lucky for both of us, my bra has a front releasing clasp, so you have it undone in a heart beat.  As you move your hands to gently cup my breasts, I moan.  The sensation of your soft femininity on my breasts is unfamiliar while at the same time intoxicating.  My breath catches in my throat, which is your cue to move the kiss down my neck, along my collarbone, following the direction of your hands.  As your hot mouth covers my right nipple, my hand moves to entwine my fingers in your hair, holding you there as my head is thrown back and my eyes roll back in their sockets.  I feel your tongue working its magic flicking back and forth over my nipple, while your amazing lips gently knead and suck at my sensitive flesh.  Your other hand is rolling my other nipple between your finger and thumb.  Then you start to nibble, the sensation makes me dizzy with want, and all I hear is the guttural moan escaping my lips (or was that your lips).  I can’t take it anymore, I say your name.  You look up from what you’re doing to ask me what I want you to do.  I know you’ll only go further if I instruct you to do so.”

There was another long pause.  Olivia could not believe Natalia was sharing such vividly erotic images with her.  She felt like she was making love to Natalia; however she wasn’t even in the same room.  She didn’t say a word, as she listened to her beloved’s vulnerable admission of what just the thought of Olivia did to her.

Natalia continued, “I tell you I want you, I need you inside of me.  As you continue to enrapture my breast with your mouth, your hands move down to undo the button and unzip my jeans.  You proceed to slide your right hand into the front of my pants and are astounded at the moisture you find at my folds, to the point you let out a gasp and direct your full attention to your new discovery.  You remove your hand and proceed to slide my jeans off my hips.  You make short work of removing my underwear, as you move your entire body between my legs to gaze longingly at the treasure you’ve found.  You skillfully move your fingers to part my lips, glancing up at me only momentarily before focusing on that which would satisfy your hunger and my need.  You move in to glide your tongue over my clit as I thrust my hips into you.  You moan, look up locking eyes with me, and dive into my clitoris while watching my every move.  My hips are bucking into you, you ride the bucking like a professional as you continue to lick and suck at my hardening sensitivity.  I want you…no need you inside of me.  As you take two fingers and put them at my opening, I beg you, “Please Olivia!”  You’ve been gentle until now.  Now you know that gentle is not what I need.  You thrust your fingers into me curling them up to hit the most tantalizing spot as you slide them rapidly in and out.  I can’t breathe, I’m gasping for air as I ride the build up of the intensity.  I feel it coming fast and furious.  You suddenly look up from what you are doing and say “Cum for me Nat,” in a very sultry tone which sends me over the edge as I feel my muscles clasping around your skillful fingers, and I ride the wave of intensity home to your loving arms.”

Olivia was speechless on the other end of the phone.  Her only thought being, “We’re not only completing each other’s thoughts and sentences, we’re completing each other’s every desire.”