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His kiss rocked Angela’s world and gave her a lot to think about before the next time they met. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to hit him or grab him to haul him back for more.

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She dreamed of him.

Which shouldn’t have surprised her since she also couldn’t stop thinking of him all day. He monopolized her thoughts and had been on her mind since the first time they crossed the line from friends to lovers.

Within a few blinks, her eyes became accustomed to the darkness.

The sun should be up by now. The red numbers on the digital clock blinked 7:37, but the black-out shades prevented the morning rays from lighting up her Victorian decorated bedroom. She liked filling this intimate space with frilly things from her handmade shabby chic quilt to her crystal perfume bottles on her dresser.

What might surprise most people with the conservative décor were the toys she kept in her nightstand drawer. The stack of romance novels, bodice rippers as some people call them, might give her voracious appetite for romance and sex away. Until Jesse came home she hadn't had a guy in months. No one could satisfy her sexual frustration. Boy was Jesse taking care of more than her frustration. He was close to making her fall in love.

The dream left her with more than a few vivid images she wanted to try out, but until she could be with Jesse her trusty Rabbit would have to do. Her first one had broken a few years ago. Small, and discreet, easy to travel with, and best of all it was more reliable than most men. All the best traits of a battery operated boyfriend, B.O.B.

for short.
It’s easier to call it Bob in code than to say my vibrator and
get a funny look from everyone.
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ten inches. They called it Six Steps to Heaven Rabbit in Trina’s Toybox Catalog.

With five speed settings from slow and sensual to get-it-on-now, and the rabbit clitoral stimulator, it is heaven, but nothing in comparison to the real thing.

Reaching for the toy, she hesitated. Her hand fell short, and picked up the phone instead. She knew Jesse would be awake by now.

Already dressed and making his morning rounds.

She really wanted him. Now.

Her vaginal muscles were still sore from his size, and yet, she needed him like a chocoholic craves chocolate.

The bright purple jelly shaft gave her relief from the constant ache of desire, but only Jesse could satisfy her most primal desires. He could make her come with a simple touch or brush of his hand.

Experienced and confident in his skills as a lover, he knew what a woman would want. Need. Desire.

He could make her melt into a puddle of jelly with a look.

Her fingers slipped when she tried to dial his number and some elderly lady asked who she was calling. Angela apologized and tried again. She knew his number by heart. Now, all she had to do was think up a good reason for calling him. Other than sex. A lot of men liked phone sex, maybe Jesse did, too. It could be fun, safe, disease free, and well, really hot.

Angela jumped when the phone clunked in her ear.

“Yo, talk, I'm listening.”

The moment she heard his voice, memories of every delicious moment spent making love with him filled her head. She remembered every plunge of his cock, ever kiss on her breast. The mere thought of him naked in her arms left her breathless with lust.

“I woke up wanting you.”

“Really? How much?”

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“A lot. I picked up Bob, and the moment I touched him I knew he wouldn’t satisfy me. You've ruined me for other men. I hope you're happy."

“Bob? What are you doing calling me, if you have another guy over there?”

“Why? Are you jealous?”

“Nah, just wondering who I'm sharing you with.” He said it lightheartedly, but she recognized jealousy when she heard it. Jesse did not want to share her.

“He’s not a man exactly,” she said, caressing the smooth plastic with her fingers. She put her lips close to the phone and whispered.

“He’s my dildo.”

“You have a vibrator?”

"Yes. Are you surprised?"

“A little.”

She chuckled. "I don't see why. You must know by now how much I enjoy sex."

Jesse made a gulping sound and Angela grinned. He was excited.

“I wish I was there to watch you."

"Why Jesse, shame on you. You're a very bad boy."

She pulled the bedside drawer open and removed a bottle of lube.

Holding the phone with her shoulder she dribbled the liquid over the realistically formed jelly penis. She smoothed the self-heating lubricant over the flexible head. “I have him in my hand now. He’s a ten inch cock I can stuff into myself anytime I need a little more personal action.”

“And how do you use him?” Jesse’s breathing was loud in her ear.

Oh, he was hot to trot.

"Tell me, Angela."

So she narrated every movement she made, listening as she did to Jesse's heavy breathing. She touched her breasts, squeezing, “First I touch myself. I make my nipples hard and tight. I run my fingers over my tummy pretending it’s you.”

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"Oh, God. Baby, Don't stop now."

"Mmmm, oooh, feels so good."

“You are a naughty girl. What are you doing now?”

“Testing to see how wet I am.”

“And umm, are you wet?”

“Yeah, but I want to wait for you.” She whimpered.

“Slide open your lips, and slip a finger inside. Play with your clit for me.”

She moved her hand down to rub her swollen nub. “I'm soaking wet. It's running down my ass and getting the sheets wet."

“Dang.”

She moaned. "Oh, God, Jesse, it’s your cock inside me.”

“And I want to be there, inside of you so bad. I want to thrust myself up into you.” His breathing grew ragged, signaling he was highly aroused. "Angela baby...I'm hard as wood.”

"Are you touching yourself?"

"Oh God, yeah."

"Does it feel good?"

"Mmm, but not as good as you feel wrapped around me."

"If I was there, Jesse I'd suck you off." Angela circled the tip of her B.O.B with her finger. “Taste you. I got addicted to the way you tasted the other day.”

“You know, I liked it when you sucked me off. Do me a favor and use the vibrator. I want so bad to feel your orgasm, but since I can’t, I want the next best thing. To hear it.”

She spread her thighs, centering the purple dildo over her pussy.

Her breath hissed out as she pushed it inside of her, imagining it was him. She flipped the switch, starting on low. The rabbit ears tickled her clit and vibrated deep inside her at the same time. She moaned with the instant pleasure sweeping her body.

“Dang, woman, do you know what you do to me?’ He groaned on the other end of the phone.

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“Not what I want to be doing to you. I want to feel your hard body over mine, pounding into me. I want all of you, Jesse.”

“Come for me.”

She slid the rabbit in and out of herself, switching the speed up a notch.

She gasped. The familiar tightness in her stomach signaled she was just about ready to finish. “I’m coming for you, Jesse. Just like…this.” She groaned as her release came. Small shivers of excitement washed over her. Her orgasm crested and left her entire body relaxed, tired and not nearly satisfied as well as if she'd fucked Jesse.

“Oh, shit baby. I can’t hold it any longer. Aaahhh!!"

Angela listened to his bed creak and could imagine every spurt of cum oozing out of him. Jesse groaned and Angela purred into the phone. "I'm with you, cowboy. More. Cum more for me."

Jesse's breathing grew heavy and irregular.

"Oh, yeah, Jesse. I can feel you coming."

"God, Angela. Don't do that again. I'm wrung dry. It wasn't as good as being inside you, but holy shit..."

"Was it good for you, Jesse?"

"Hell yes. There's a pool of cum on my bed deep enough to drown in." She laughed. "You're nuts, you know it, don't you?"

"Mmm, yeah, but it sure felt good."

"I hope you saved a little for me," she whispered.

"No problem, baby. I've always got plenty for you."

"Good, because it is much better in person. This will have to do for now."

* * * *

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coffee table and vowed to kill whoever it was disturbing her and all her neighbors.

“For Christ’s sake! Hold on! I’m coming!”

She yanked open the door, coming face to chest with her favorite cowboy.

Damn. The man was gorgeous and as usual dressed to drive her nuts with desire. Angela locked her knees to keep from throwing herself into his arms.

“Surprised to see me?”

“Yeah,”
but in a good way.

She moved aside, allowing him to enter her apartment. He moved forward and stopped next to the coffee table she'd just tripped over.

His presence was overwhelming. The walls seemed to close in on them. It was worse when she shut the door.

Her heart was pounding fiercely. She was totally shocked to see him today. "Is something wrong? I thought I wouldn't be seeing you until Saturday."

“I wasn’t sure I could wait that long, and since I knew you’d have the morning free, I thought I’d bring by some doughnuts.” He offered the plain white box full of baked goodness.

Her tummy grumbled at the delicious scent filling her apartment.

“I hope you’re hungry.”

“I’m on a diet. I should be eating grapefruit for breakfast.”

“I can’t even tempt you? I got extra cream filled.”

“My favorite. How did you know?"

"A little birdie told me." He laughed. "Lottie, at the bakery, talks more than she should. Ya gotta love her."

"I'll get her for spilling. I wonder who else knows my secrets"

She snatched the box from Jesse's hands and placed it gently on the dining room table. She had the lid open and a chocolate frosted doughnut in her hand. She stuck a finger in indentation where the filling had been seeped out.

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Mmm, vanilla cream
. She licked her finger and watched Jesse closely. His eyelids twitched. She was a bad girl. She stuck her finger in the filling again and slowly licked it from her finger.

Poor Jesse. She had him by the short-hairs, but it was so much fun.

“Aren’t you going to have one?”

He couldn't seem to focus. His eyes were on her fingers and then her mouth.

Angela decided to torture him some more. She licked her lower lip making sure to take her time.

Jesse's Adam's Apple bobbed and he took a deep breath. “I don’t usually eat breakfast.”

She took her time finishing her doughnut. Licking her lips and fingers several times. “There must be something you want. I know you didn’t happen to be in the neighborhood at this hour.”

“Well, I'm hungry, but not for food.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah.” He pulled her to him, wrapping his arms loosely around her waist.

She could feel every sinuous muscle, raw passion emanate from his body. The passion, his huge penis, the scent of lust were all for her. She was the object of his desire.

The thought stole the breath from her chest.

“Matter of fact, not only did I bring you doughnuts, I brought you something even better."

"Really? Now what could I possibly want more than food?"

He shifted his pelvis.

"Oh."

"I thought you might need a little something to fill you up."

"Little? I don't think so." Excitement made her sound breathless.

"Okay, I'll admit, it's bigger than a doughnut."

She licked her lips. "I bet it's full of cream, too. Am I right?"

Jesse nodded and rubbed against her like a cat in heat.

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Angela threaded her fingers through the loops to his jeans, and cupped his shaft with her palms. Even through the dense fabric she could feel him pulsing as he grew larger and harder.

“I hope this is what you're talking about."

Jesse grinned and nodded.

Quick fingers undid the button fly, slipped in and unleashed his cock from the restraint of his white cotton boxers. She fondled the girth of his penis, running her fingers over the sensitive tip, before gripping the length of him. She squeezed and released him being careful not to injure his dick. He grew larger before her eyes.

“Sit down and relax.” She guided him to the kitchen chair and urged him to sit. He reached out to grab her and she countered his move with her hands. "Now, now. Don't be in such a big hurry. I want to enjoy this. So, let’s take it nice and slow."

She knelt at his feet and tugged at his jeans. Jesse lifted his ass off the chair so she could get his pants out of the way.

"That's much better." She grinned and lifted his engorged member. Jesse shivered and Angela's insides tightened. She turned his cock one way and then another.