That night, I couldn't get to sleep. My mind kept circling back to Bianca and the way she'd looked on my table earlier that day. Her body had been beautiful, but it was her vagina that stuck in my mind. It was perfectly shaped—an innie—and the fact that she had recently shaved only made it more stunning. When I closed my eyes, all I could see was her, and I couldn't shake the image from my thoughts.
Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed my phone and, without thinking, dialed her number. To my surprise, she answered immediately, despite the fact that it was three o'clock in the morning. "Can I help you, Dr. Adrian?" she asked, her tone cool and unimpressed. Her voice made it clear she wasn't thrilled to be woken up at this hour.
I hesitated, scrambling to come up with a reason for calling her so late. After a moment, I finally said, "I was just thinking that before we jump straight into masturbation tomorrow, we might need to ease into it somehow. Maybe we should take a first step tonight..."
"What exactly were you thinking?" she asked, her voice still calm but curious.
I took a deep breath, still unsure if I should say what I was thinking. Finally, the words tumbled out of my mouth. "Before I teach you how to masturbate, I thought it might help to start with phone sex. It's a way to get comfortable talking about these things before we try them for real."
Even as I said it, I couldn't believe what I was doing. What was I thinking? Acting like a teenager at three in the morning, calling someone just to suggest something so bold—it was ridiculous.
"...I...I...I don't know," she stammered, clearly unsure of how to respond. "I honestly don't even know what to say right now."
I chuckled softly, careful not to let it sound like I was laughing at her. "Like anything else in life," I explained, "you can't go from zero to one hundred in one step. Phone sex is a way to talk about what we'll do without any surprises later. It's like a warm-up."
She giggled, and the sound was sweet. "Do you think I'm a zero?" she asked teasingly. "And that you're a hundred?"
I smiled, even though she couldn't see me. "I know you're not a zero," I replied. "But you're definitely not a ten yet, either. Seeing as you're a virgin and you've never even masturbated, I'd say you're somewhere below fifty. Me, though? I'm not a hundred—I'm a million, baby! And with my help, you could be a million too."
"A million?" she gasped. "If I could be a million, then we should start right now! Just thinking about you is making me wet. Can you feel me licking every inch of your body and sucking your strong dick?"
Her words hit me like a bolt of lightning, and my heart nearly stopped. My body burned with desire, and all I wanted in that moment was to meet her at the clinic and make love to her until she screamed my name. But at the same time, I felt this strange urge to hold her close, to bring her home and let her sleep in my bed while I kissed her softly. I was a walking contradiction, torn between lust and something deeper.
"Do you want me to lick you all over your body?" she asked, her voice dripping with seduction. "Would you do the same for me?"
I nodded instinctively before realizing she couldn't see me. "Yes," I said, finding my voice. "I'd do the same for you. Now, use your hand and follow my directions. Imagine I'm licking your pussy, building up the tension until you can't take it anymore. When you climax, I want you to taste yourself and tell me how it feels."
Bianca sighed deeply, and I could hear the sound of her imagination taking her to places she'd never been before. Her voice, soft and sensual, made me harder than I'd ever been, and I began to stroke myself as I listened.
"Take off your clothes," I commanded, my voice husky with desire.
She hesitated for a moment, then said, "I... I already sleep naked."
"Good," I replied. "Now touch your nipples for me. Make them hard. Let me hear you moan. Then slip a finger into your butt—just your pinky—and tell me how it feels."
"Ooooh," she squealed. "It feels so good. Do you remember when you accidentally spanked me? It made me so wet. I wanted you to do it again, but harder this time."
Her words sent a shiver down my spine. "Another time," I promised. "When the time is right, I'll spank you as hard as you want. We can try anything you want—dildos, vibrators, whatever you like. It'll be fun."
"I wish you were here," she said wistfully. "I'd let you do anything to me. I want you to brush your dick against my pussy, like my ex-boyfriend used to do. But he wasn't as big as you are."
Hearing about her ex made me jealous, and I couldn't help but wonder what had gone wrong in that relationship. It wasn't the right time to ask though, so I pushed the thought aside. Suddenly, Bianca let out a loud scream. "What's happening to me?" she cried. "I feel something weird in my pussy. I feel like..."
And then the line went dead.
I stared at my phone, frustrated and confused. I had no idea what had just happened. I tried calling her back, but she didn't answer.
After what felt like forever, I received a text from her. It read, "Good night. I'll see you tomorrow."
I groaned in frustration. I hadn't even finished yet! Bianca was going to drive me crazy, and I knew it. Hopefully, by the time I lost my mind, I would have at least taken her virginity.