I was driving home when I got the call. Well it was more like I was sitting in rush hour traffic, but still, there I was behind the wheel when the phone interrupted my music stream. It was a very pleasant surprise to see my phone light up with the picture of one of my long-time FWB. More specifically, it was a picture I'd taken that just showed her from her open mouth down to her beautiful bare breasts.

With a grin, I clicked to answer. "Hey Cris, what's up?"

Her voice was sweet and breathy, filling my car with a little giggle. "Hey you." She paused just a moment. "Wait, am I on speaker?"

"You caught me driving home. I'm alone though."

A little gasp and a low sultry moan was all I heard in response at first. "Oh good. I'm so fucking horny and wanted to hear your voice."

Traffic was moving slowly again, and my eyes darted side to side as I drifted forward at a slow 15 mph on the interstate. "You should come over then. Would love to help you with that."

Another little moan filled the car. "Would love to but I'm at my parents house in Denver. I was hoping we could play over the phone."

"Naughty girl. Sounds like you've already started without me."

I could hear her panting a little before she giggled again. "Yes, but I was hoping you were free to join in. I should let you go."

"Such a tease." I shifted uncomfortably in my sear as I tried to adjust my hardening cock in my pants. "I think you should keep going and let me listen."

"Now who's the naughty one?" she asked.

"Let's play a game," I half-whispered, my throat suddenly very dry. "Let's see how many times you can cum before I make it home."

She moaned again, and I could hear how wet she was as she played with her pussy. "I like this game.... already close to...."

I cut her off, "You have to count them. Tell me the number every time you cum. And no stopping until I get home."

I could hear her breathing get heavier, followed by whimpering and pleading. "Oh fuck... okay... I'm almost there.... but... can you.... please...."

I knew just what she needed. She loved asking for permission. "Cum for me, Cris. Cum all over your fingers and start the count."

I could hear it building for a moment in a low sexy growl before she cried out, "One! F-f-fuck! ONE!"

Traffic was still crawling along at a slow pace, but I didn't care how long it took to get home now. I don't know if people in the cars around me could hear her, and in the state she was in, I'm pretty sure she didn't care either. She continued to work herself up into a frenzy, then beg for permission, again and again, waiting for it before she cried out another number.

My cock was just getting harder and harder as I listened to Cris playing with that pussy I'd tasted so many times. My mouth was watering as I desperately wished I was there to lick up every drop of her sweetness each time she fell over the edge to cum again.

By the time I pulled into my apartment's parking garage 45 minutes later, she was so overstimulated she could barely speak, and my cock was throbbing like mad after being teased by my fingertips through the fabric of my pants. Cris had counted all the way home for me and was slurring her words, while her synapses struggled to fire after all those orgasms.

"Mmmmm M-Mark.... f-fuck. I just... god," before her words were lost again.

I could hear her still going though. "Good girl. I just parked and you've done such a good job for me."

With a glance around the dark parking area, I bit my lip as I freed my aching cock and slowly stroked it. A loud groan escaped and the world spun around me a moment as I almost lost control right then and there.

Cris heard and moaned louder. "Oh fuck, I... f-fuck... I love hearing you moan like that. Please...god... fuck please tell me you're g-going to cum with me this time."

"Yes, I am, baby." I gasped a little as my thumb rubbed up and over the head of my cock, spreading the river of precum flowing freely all across the head and shaft. "You have been such a good girl. You have me so worked up from letting me listen to you all the way home."

She was panting and I could hear her shudder as she tried to breathe. My hand moved faster and faster, as I desperately wished I was there to reward her with my load. I imagined her laying back before me, barely able to think or speak, seeing the needy craving for my cum in her eyes that I'd seen so many times before.

Another moan passed my lips as I threw my head back, savoring this moment and not sure if I wanted it to end as I heard her voice over the speakers in my car. "God I... fuck I want...." Her voice trailed off in a series of incoherent moans before she finally finished the thought. "want... want your cum...."

I moaned out loud at that declaration, knowing I wouldn't last much longer, "yes baby, it's all going to... fuck... it's all going to be for you, Cris."

Nothing but gasps and moans came across the line for a few moments. "C-can I... can... f-fuck.... can I...." Her voice trailed off, lost in a series of shudders and moans.

"One last time. Are you ready, Cris?"

"Y-yes. Please. Yes."

"Cum for me."

Her panting turned to screams as she lost control again. "T-twelve! TWELVE!"

Hearing the number set me off, as I finally let go with a loud, guttural cry.

"Yes!" she cried out before pleading desperately. "Cum... cum... cum w-with me!"

I barely thought enough to cover the head with a napkin from the console, just before a torrent of my seed came shooting out, soaking it completely. The car was filled with the sounds of us riding out our intense shared orgasms from miles and miles away.

It was a few minutes until I could catch my breath again. Or even think, for that matter.

As the world around me came back into focus, I heard her whimper and gasp over the speakers. I licked my lips, wishing yet again I could be there to see the state she was in before finding the words I knew she needed. "Good girl, Cris. You counted all the way home until I could cum with you. Thank you, baby."

Her breathing was still heavy, like she'd tried to sprint a marathon. "Always... f-f-fuck... always... your... fuck... your g-good girl."

The game was over, and just like that, we said our goodbyes. After a moment to compose myself, I stepped out of the car and made my way across the quiet parking area to the elevator.