Erotica Story titled "Stand in" it is a phone sex-dirty talk-masturbation erotica story. Enjoy 😉
She sat on the edge of the bed looking at the mask in her hand. She crumpled the black material into a ball and squeezed. She opened her hand back up again and rubbed the soft, satin with her fingertips and imagined what she was about to do.
Her room was made out of a six by ten connex, a metal storage container used for supply. She’d had small windows cut on either side to let air pass through. It was hot and dry in Iraq. She’d lost so much weight John would hardly recognize her, but her voice hadn't changed, and that was what he'd be hearing.
It was hot in her little storage unit she called home and she pulled at her panties to air out the sweaty wetness while she waited for her suitor to show up. She missed John so much. Getting a stand in to sleep with was strange, but separation during deployment can drive couples to the edge.
I wonder if he'll smell like John, she thought. Gawd of course he’s not going to smell like him. I just won’t smell. I’ll focus on John's voice over the phone and imagine his body against mine like it used to be. He’s is close enough to the same size. If I focus hard enough he’ll feel just like John.
Three sharp knocks interrupted her thoughts. She opened he door to an eager sweaty faced soldier who rushed in and tried to grab her. But she held her hands up to block him and said, “This wasn’t the agreement, put this on,” and threw the mask at him.
It smacked his muscular chest and fell to the ground. He looked down at it and then back up at her. “You’re serious about going through with this? Come on baby, forget about John, he’ll never even know.”
He stepped towards her and she pushed him hard against the door.
“What's your problem?” he said.
She looked down at the mask and back up into his eyes. “Put it on before I change my mind.” Then she turned walked toward the phone.
“I don’t think so.”
“It was our agreement, and if you don’t wanna do it, then you can leave.”
Sighing, he bent over and picked up the mask as she picked up the phone.
“Hm, looks like you've had a change of heart. Good I’m going to get John on the phone now.”
He rolled his eyes and pulled the mask over his head.
“That’s a good, compliant boy”, she said walking over to him and leading him to sit on the end of the bed. “Now, take your clothes off for me.”
She stood holding the phone, watching him, completely unhindered because the boundary the mask put between them. She promised John the guy would not see her naked and she wouldn’t look into his eyes. He was just a stand in anyway, a symbiotic fuck - that’s all he was. She didn’t even want to be his friend.
She dialed the phone while her fingers lightly traced the outlines of the mask snug on his head.
“Hi Daddy.”
“Hi Baby. Is he there?”
“Yes, masked and naked just like we talked about.”
She heard John clear his throat the way he does when he’s uncomfortable with something. She knew this would be hard. They’d talked about it a lot but doing it was different. Neither of them knew how they’d feel afterwards but she loved to push his boundaries and mess with him.
“What’s his dick look like?”
“Why?”
“Well is it bigger than mine or is it smaller?”
She looked at the guy sitting naked on the bed with the mask on. He looked so vulnerable and willing. Stupid men will do anything for a fuck, she thought to herself as she laughed.
He said, “I guess that’s a no.”
“You wanna see? I can call you on skype.”
There was a pause. The guy said from under his mask, “Hey, that wasn’t part of the agreement.”
John said, “No, not this time. I don’t think I can handle it.”
Her panties were wetter now and it wasn't sweat. She knew John was uncomfortable and that got her off. She was ready.
“Do you want the lights off Daddy?”
“I don’t know, if you want. Wait. Yes turn them off. I don’t want you looking at his body.”
“I can’t fucking believe I’m doing this,” mumbled the masked guy.
She put the phone on speaker and set it on the bed.
“Shut up and sit there. I’ll tell you when you’re allowed to talk.” She heard the masked guy laugh sarcastically under his breath. His dick was completely limp now. She knew he didn’t like being dominated but he was desperate to get laid so he’d do anything. She wasn’t sure this was going to work. She’d have to play with him a lot and she didn’t want to push John over the edge. She walked up to the guy and straddled him face forward. Grabbing his head with both her hands she put her forehead against his and yelled, ”Just a minute Daddy, I have to take care of this uncooperative piece of shit before we get started.”
“I can’t hear you laughing anymore. Aw look at your little dick. It’s not hard anymore either.” She put her lips up to his ear, pushed her still dressed body against his and whispered, “I’m not sure you like this very much Mr. Masked guy. You might want to rethink it next time before you say yes to fucking me hmmm? What’d you expect? Some kind of doggy style moment where you’d get your rocks off? I bet you piece of shit. You seriously thought I’d leave my Daddy for you? That’s laughable. You’re here to do one thing, fuck me with that limp dick of yours. Let’s see if we can’t make it a little harder hmmm?”
She felt his breathing get harder beneath his mask. He was responding to her domination as her hand slowly slid down to his cock. She knew she could make him hers…in that moment. She could grab his balls like they’ve never been grabbed before. She could hold them and apply just the right pressure and take his mask off with the other hand while she looked into his eyes. She could tell him that he belonged to her and nobody else. Instead she told him, “I could have you right now, you could be mine forever, but I don’t want you.”
She waited for his smart ass retort but he said nothing. “Oh, cat got your tongue? And I was so hoping to get to slap your face.”
He laughed again and she slid her body off him. “OK Daddy, want me to get naked now?”
“He still has a mask on?”
“Of course.”
“Do it.”
She studied him while she took all her clothes off. She imagined her John sitting there with her, she saw his face in place of the mask.
She was happy when the guy’s cock started getting hard. She knew because of the mask his hearing would be heightened. He’d hear the clothing rubbing against her skin as she took it off. As it drifted toward his lap, he’d feel the air blow against his body. This was becoming incredibly easy.
She laid on the bed and picked up the phone and took it off speaker. She ran her foot ran up and down the mask guy’s body. He was peculiar. Not like her Daddy at all, but his voice in her ear would put her in the right mind and she would be fucking John, not the masked man. It would be ok.
The connex was dark and a light wind started coming through the tiny metal room. “Hi Daddy”, she giggled like a little girl playing a game. John laughed too. “Oh Baby Girl, are we really doing this?”
“Yes we are.”
“I’m holding my dick right now.”
“Put the phone up to it. I want to listen to you stroke.”
She spread her legs and dipped her fingers into the wet, slippery juice of her cunt and rubbed her clit while she listened to the sounds of John’s hands gliding up and down his cock.
Again from under the mask the man spoke, “What’s going on?”
She kept rubbing herself while she kicked his arm. “Shut up and wait you!”
Over the phone John began to speak, “Is his dick hard?” His voice got softer, “…like mine?”
“Yes.”
“Then pull him on to you and let me listen. Let me listen to you get fucked.”
She pulled the masked guy toward her and he began touching her everywhere. She closed her eyes and imagined John’s hands on her body…her nipples…the way John touched her nipples was just right. He’d played with them so much it would make her cum.
She spread her legs apart and wrapped herself around masked guys body whimpering while he pumped her slowly. She put the phone to her lips, “Daddy, I want you so bad.”
John’s voice changed and she could hear him getting more turned on, “You have me Baby girl, I’m right here.”
She moaned and John moaned. He was jerking off faster now.
The mask guys cock grew harder inside her and she could feel him ready to come.
“Come inside me come inside me Daddy now.”
The voice of John coming drowned out the mask guy completely and she came under his heavy body and he collapsed on her.
They laid in the dark breathing, the phone still against her ear.
Finally she peeled the mask off the man. “Get dressed and get out. I'm done with you now.”
