Sara rummaged through her bag for her phone. She found it and quickly walked to the bed. She sat at the edge of the bed and searched through her contact list for Homelander's name. Should she call him? It made her pause for a minute. Homelander was quite a busy man; that much was true. Could she bother him with a call? A part of her didn't want to, in fear that it could distract him, but another part of her just couldn't wait. She had to talk to him. She had to hear his voice. Sara put her phone against her chest and bit her bottom lip. She woke up with a burning desire for her boyfriend, and she knew that taking care of it on her own would not satiate her hunger. Instead, if she called him, this time it would help her feel satisfied. It was decided! She would call the only man in the sky!
Sara decided to lie on her bed again. Her eyes were focused on the white ceiling, which would make it easier to lose herself in her fantasy. She let her free hand slowly move up from her thigh to her short shorts, to her belly, and her thin-strapped top. Her hair was crowning her face. It was spread all over the bed and pillows, and some rebellious strands fell on her chest. Since Starlighters and the Boys were becoming more vocal and more violent, Homelander was busy fighting them and therefore stayed more at the tower. Since she rarely went to the tower, Homelander being more keen to visit her home, she didn't have many opportunities to spend time with her baby. Distance was starting to take a toll on her, and Sara felt Homelander's absence more than she anticipated. She kept his clothes, just so she could smell him, but it did nothing if not make her want him some more. She ended up calling him, determined to hear his voice and hopefully have him help her reach a powerful orgasm.
"Babygirl." -His velvety voice reached out to her ears, and Sara blushed upon hearing Homelander's voice- "Are you alright?"
"No, baby! I am not alright. I am restless and horny and you're not here." -the black freckled supe pouted. He chuckled and shook his head-
"Babygirl, you know that I can't be around because I ahve to deal with those cocksuckers. I want to be, trust me, I do. I just can't right now. How can I make it up to you?"
"I know, baby. I know. I'm not mad at you. How about we get hot on the phone? I want to finger myself while I hear your voice. Can you do that for me, baby? Can we have phone sex? Please, Homelander, please! I need it. I need you!"
He paused for a moment, considering her demand. Did he have some spare time to sit and enjoy listening to his girl touch herself and react to his voice? It was hot, new, but undoubtedly hot. He ran his hand through his blonde locks and walked in circles in his quarters. He was the Homelander and he could whatever the fuck he wanted. He hadn't seen his girl for quite some time now, and to hear her voice, her little whimpers, and the need that was suffocating her proved to be way too hard for him to fight against. The blonde supe decided to sit on the couch. He leaned into the couch, legs spread.
"Alright, Babygirl. I am sitting and ready for you. You say you need me? I can't deny my girl now, can I? Where are you right now?"
"On our bed." -She replied in a gasp. Her legs opened and closed as she was getting cozy on the bed. Her heart made a little jump as she was anticipating his next question-
"What are you wearing?" -He asked, his voice husky and hot."
"Short shorts and a thin-strapped top. You know those blue shorts that cling to my ass and pussy mmhh? That short. And you?"
"You know me, baby girl. I'm always wearing my suit." -He groaned, his mind pictured her on that bed, wearing those very tight shorts that outlined her curves as if she were naked. - "Come on, Sara. You wanted me to tell you to get those fucking clothes off of you. I want you naked." -He commanded over the phone.-
"Unf...Yes, Homelander." -She put her phone on the pillow next to her ear and quickly removed her shorts and her top. He could hear the sound of fabric being wrinkled and tossed around.- "I'm done, baby. I'm naked." -She purred, her hand now stroking her soft belly.-
"Good girl. Now I know you're already wet, baby, but why don't you take that hand of yours and use it to rub your little pussy? Yeah? Do that and tell me how wet you already are for me."
"unf... Okay..." -She moaned and let her hand slid down her belly so her fingers could start to press against her puffy pussy. She was wet already, had been from the moment she decided to place that phone call. Yet, hearing the voice of Homelander only fueled her arousal more, and she now had sticky fingers, coated with her slick from just a couple passes of her fingers over her folds- "OH... " He heard her whimpers as she touched herself, and it was enough to make him stroke his bulge. Fuck she was hot like that, needy for Homelander and not ashamed to voice it- "Baby.. I'm so wet, my fingers are all sticky from my juices..."
"Yeah? You're wet already? Little slut, you couldn't wait uh? You had to get all wet while I have to get myself ready for you. Spread that pussy with your fingers, spread it as if I was there, watching! Let me see you!"
He commanded, a groan passed through his lips as his own touch was making him feel good. He could feel his cock twitch against the confines of his suit but he kept stroking through the fabric-Sara obeyed his command. Her fingers spread her puffy lips and then went further to also spread the little ones and expose her little holes. She panted and moaned his name.; It made Homelander groan and he could feel his cock grow and his pants tighten around him. He encouraged Sara with his grunts and slowly pushed his pants down so he could set his cock free. He let out a pleased sigh and grabbed the base of his cock with his gloved hand. Sara could hear him, and the sound of his voice sent shivers down her spine. She loved it
"Oh, Sara, I can see you. I'm sure you're well-spread for me. I'm sure I can see that wet little pussy and that tight little hole of yours. Is that the one you've been fingering all day, mmhh?" He asked, slowly rubbing his cock. Sara moaned and nodded. She had spread herself as wide as she could, imagining the big blonde supe kneeling before her, hand wrapped around his cock as he was jerking himself off. She imagined her stare go down to his pelvis, so she could watch Homelander stroke his cock for her.
"Yes! Yes Homelander! I've been fingering my pussy all day but it doesn't work! It doesn't work because it's not you. My fingers aren't big enough!" She groaned and planted her feet into the mattress. She bent her knees and used her feet to push her hips a bit higher so she could have a better access to her pussy. "Haaan... I want to try again. I want to---" He could hear the wet sounds her folds made when Sara was brushing them with her fingers. He could imagine how she looked, soaked and needy. Her face flustered, and her eyes nearly cried from how needy she was. He loved her like that, when she wanted him and couldn't get enough of him. When she was whimpering and crying her frustration out like that.
"Go ahead and finger that pussy for me, Babygirl. I want to hear you whimper because it feels good. I'll walk you throught it, don't worry." -She whimpered her approval and resumed rubbing her puffy cunt with her soaked fingers. He could hear it just fine. The Homelander looked at his cock, some beads of pre-cum already appeared on his crown. He passed his hand on top of it and started to smear his juices all over his cock. - "You look so good like that, baby. With your fingers on your pussy like that. I know you make the prettiest face right now! I know you look hot like that. Come on, I want you to slip your finger inside that wet little cunt for me. Can you do that, baby?"
"Ah! Ooooh! Homelander! I-- I--"
"I know, baby, I know. It's your finger, isn't it? You just slid one and you felt it stretch you already mmmhhh?" She positively hummed but kept fingering herself.- "Fuck, I wish I was there, baby so I could watch you finger yourself. Add another finger." -His breathing was hot and laboured. He was stroking himself harder and coated his hand with his precum. It was easier to stroke himself while he imagined Sara's spread legs and finger in her pussy. She complied and added another finger, making it two. "That's my good girl! That's it, Sara! Fuck your pussy, fuck it for me. Just like that! You look so good when you do that! Fuck! Baby! That's it! That's it!"
"Ahhhhh!!! Haaaaan baby! Fuck it feels good! It feels so good! Uf... uf... I've got two fingers up my little pussy right now... haaan... Are-- Are you jerking off that big-- Big cock of yours?" -She managed to moan while her eyes were half-closed and staring at the ceiling.-
Sara was happy. Hearing Homelander's voice sent shivers down her spine. He was talking to her ear, and that was enough to turn her on beyond belief. It felt as if he was whispering to her ear, as if he was right behind her and she was lying on his chest. She imagined his fingers instead of hers and the memories of how they felt in her tight cunt enhanced that little masturbation session. She could hear him just fine, the sound of his hand making passes on his wet cock. The sound of his grunts and groans as he was enjoying himself. She could almost picture him jerking off behind her, with his length rubbing against her back. Oh, it was hot! It was so hot and she was blushing harder and fucking her wet little pussy harder as well. He heard those wet sounds, and that encouraged him to go a little bit faster.
"Yes! Yes, I am. I'm so nice and wet for you. I know you would have loved to suck on it, baby. You know how it looks when it's stretching your cheeks and her pretty little lips are wrapped around my dick. Unf... It would have been so much better if you were there, on your knees for me, looking up to my face with those big black eyes of yours! unf... You'd love that, wouldn't you? To suck and struggle on my cock.. unf.. struggle to swallow it whole." -that elicited a moan from the freckled face supe who arched her back and grabbed her breast. She held onto it hard while her index and third fingers were pulling on her nipple.-
"Shit! yes! yes! I would have loved it, baby! You know you can use my mouth anyway you like. You can use my body, fuck any holes you want... Haaaan... anyway you want it! Baby! I would have sucked your cock right now. I would have choked on it. It's so big! It's so fucking big! I love it!" She yanked her head back- "I love it when it stretches my little throat! aaaah... fuck... I want it." -She cried out, eyes wet from unshed tears born out of frustration.- "I want your cock, Homelander... I'm craving it! I'm crying for it. Please, jerk it off faster, baby. I want to hear the wet sounds you make." She groaned, pulling harder on her nipple while she slowed down on her pussy, to be able to take it slower and harder. "Shit! That's a good spot!" She mumbled to herself, but he could hear it. He loved it when she was talking to herself, when she was enjoying her body like he did. It added a little Je-Ne-Sais-Quoi to the whole thing. He obliged her request and went faster, moving his phone just so it could be at the same level of his cock and record everything well.
"That's it.. Listen to how wet your Homelander is for you. How fucking hard I am!" -He groaned and released his cock to stroke a bit his balls, imitating to the best of his abilities when she was the one who did that to him- "I can hear you cry out just fine. You're going harder now, aren't you? hard and slow uh?" -She mewled- "I knew you would. Such a naughty girl, Sara. Look at you! Look at you! Clenching your fingers, crying my name out. you want that cock to stretch your pretty little pussy don't you?" -She cried out positively- "I know, I know. take your fingers out and suck on them. Taste yourself babygirl. taste yourself and tell me if you're lactating already. You must be given how many slutty sounds you're letting out."
Fuck he was driving her crazy with his words. Sara did as she was told and sucked on her wet fingers. She closed her eyes, savoring her taste and curling her fingers at the sensation and her strong aroma. She was wet, her pussy was holding tight onto her fingers and she could feel the first beads of milk starting to appear on her nipple. She sure was lactating for Homelander. She hummed her reply and squeezed her breast a little harder, now focused on helping her milk come out.
"Baaaaby!" She groaned- "Oh, Baby! I wish you were here. I wish you could latch onto my nipple like you always do. Haaaaan!... My nipple is so hard, so thick... and milk is dribbling down my fingers. I wish you could come and drink from me! Haaaaan! Drink... me! I wish you could. haaan.. come and squeeze my titty for me. Ah!" She groaned again and closed her legs. "I'll do it on my own. I'll suck on my nipple like you would." -She announced-
Homelander moaned. He yanked his head back as shivers went down his spine and made his cock twitch harder against his palm. He was obsessed with Sara's breasts. Sure, they fit right into his fetish because she had thick nipples and produced milk, but there was more to it. He loved how big they were, how they barely fit into his large hand. He loved how soft and round they were, how heavy they felt against his palm. He was delirious as he remembered the taste of her milk against his tongue. He groaned and went faster on his cock. Sara's suction noises were pushing him to the edge. He could hear her drink her own milk and thought it was even hotter. Shit! she was hot! And the more she was doing things to herself, the more he wanted to fuck her. The problem was that he wasn't around. He couldn't fly to her apartment due to the situation with the boys. He couldn't just give up on everything to go fuck his girlfriend, but how he wished he could! He heard her stop drinking her milk to catch her breath and she ran her hand back to her pussy so she could rub it.
"I heard you babygirl. I heard you loud and clear! Did you like drinking your milk? " -She moaned a yes- "Did you spill some on your chin? Did you spill some on your belly?" -She moaned several "Yes" that fell off her lips like candies. He could hear her hand slap her wet pussy and grunted as he heard her whimper. She pressed her engorged clit and rubbed it harder.- "Oh, you're losing your mind, baby. I can tell. You want to finger yourself again, don't you? You want to feel my cock back in mmhhh?"
"I'm losing my mind, baby! I want to cum." She cried out, still rubbing her folds. "I want to cum, please! Please baby! Please come and fuck me. I need you to stretch my cunt. I need... you! I need you!" She could feel her tears pooling at the corner of her eyes. He could feel her rattled breath, the sound of the sheets shifting because of her. He had to help her get over the edge. He had to. So Homelander spoke to her.
"I want you to slip two fingers back in, baby. I want you to feel how tight your pussy is. I want you to slide your fingers slowly... yes! Slowly, like that baby girl. Go slow, feel your tight walls clench around your fingers like my cock would. Oh, you like it, uh? You like when I stretch your little pussy, uh? When I make you feel stuffed! when you can’t do shit but take me! Yes! Yes, like that! take that pussy for me, baby. Take that pussy for me! take it hard! Fuck! Sara!"
Sara couldn't stop fingering herself. She couldn't stop pounding into her wet and warm little cunt and Homelander's encouraging words, grunts and groans were enough to push her over the edge. She came in a scream. That beautiful sound erupted from deep within her chest, and she soaked her fingers and hand, the sheets, her thighs... Her scream turned into pants and whimpers, and she managed to moan "Homelander", over and over again, and enough for him to join her in her climax. He came in his hand in a loud moan, coated his skin with his cum and grunted on the phone. Sara was crying, sniffling into her phone.
"Baby.... baby, please come home. Come home okay? I need you here. I miss you.. I miss you so much..."
"I'll come back as soon as I can, Sara. I promise. I'll be back. I love you."
"I love you, too."
-TBC-
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