A/N: This is my first ever fanfiction! so I would really appreciate feedback, whether it be good or bad!

Summary: Blair Waldorf was never one for phone sex. Who would have imagined Blair getting herself off while Chuck Bass told her all the things he'd to her if he was there, or all the things he would want her to do to him. Certainly not a certain Bass.

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Gossip Girl or it's characters!

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Chapter One: Phone Sexin'

"umm...Chuck? You still there?" she glanced at the clock which read 2:06 am, worried that she bored her boyfriend to sleep.

"Yeah sorry baby, was just thinking..." he replied.

"Oh yeah? About what?" she asked playfully.

"What your wearing right now" Chuck answered truthfully in a low drawl while lying in bed, scotch in one hand, phone in the other.

Blair felt something stir in her stomach... anticipation? shyness? She wasn't sure, but it was clear where this conversation was heading, which led to a flirtatious smile to appear on her full red lips, while sipping her red wine.

Yes, things were definitely going get interesting.

She casually replied "oh, nothing much... just that purple babydoll you had to replace last week since you couldn't keep your hands to yourself and ripped my old one" she added with a pout. Although, to be honest, in that moment, she didn't give a damn about what was ripped just as long as it were his hands that were touching her delicate skin.

Blair noticed the slight hitch in Chucks breathing before he sexily replied, "well, I'll just make sure next time... I buy you 5 of each lingerie piece you own" to which Blair giggled. Yes. The alcohol was definitely getting to her so she put her wine glass down.

"So...what are you wearing tonight Mr. Bass" she asked seductively as she could over the phone. She could almost see the grin on Chuck's face over the phone as he realized Blair was definitely game tonight.

Blair Waldorf was never one for phone sex, as she would always suddenly find herself at a loss for words while Chuck whispered wicked and crude things into her ears. Chuck was aware of this so he never pushed past the "what are you wearing" phase as he didn't want to make Blair feel uncomfortable. Even after that, it usually resulted in Blair simply stating "stop being such a pervert, Basstard." But tonight, he sensed she was feeling a little playful. Which led to a smirk to play across his face as he imagined Blair Waldorf getting herself off while Chuck Bass told her all the things he'd to her if he was there, or all the things he would want her to do to him...

"Chuck, you zoning out on me again?" Which brought him out of his dirty thoughts. "Oh sorry...just thinking about what you wearing again...I wish I was there to see it. Can I come over?" he asked hopeful, even though he knew the answer.

"Yeah sure... If you want to get castrated by Dorota! She sleeps with one eye open ever since she delivered breakfast in bed to us naked and beginning round 3" which resulted in an amused and pleased look to appear on both their faces as they recounted last weeks events. "Actually Blair, I believe it was round 4" as Blair rolled here eyes. Her boyfriend was definitely making her a sex fiend.

"But baby..." his voice down an octave in that deep, velvety voice that made her weak in the knees, "..i need you so bad right now."

"Are you hard?" she asked feeling the wetness already grow between her legs. She didn't know what caused it to just slip out like that. The alcohol. Yes, must be the alcohol. "Yeah baby, I'm so hard right now...are you wet?" When Blair didn't reply right away, he continued, "baby, imagine if I was there with you right now..." and he heard a slight moan escape Blairs luscious lips. "Imagine me kissing your neck, licking that spot where I can feel your pulse, while my hands remove your panties." Blair felt her panties go damp at that image.

"Blair...?"
"Yes Chuck?" she purred.
"Why don't you take those panties off for me?" Blair nodded into the phone even though Chuck couldn't see it and slipped her panties off. "'Kay, their off" she replied. "Mmm, thats my good girl." Now imagine I was rubbing your nipples...rub them like I rub them for you baby. Pinch your nipples till they're hard, so when you just flick them, it makes you moan" and Blair obeyed to his orders as she was too turned on and 'drunk' to not follow through with what she so desperately wanted. She began massaging her breasts through the thin material separating her dainty fingers and her nipples, gently, caressing them as Chuck would do and she began to moan softly into the receiver, turning Chuck on even more—if possible.

"Fuck...I wish you were here right now Chuck"
"I know babe, I wish I was with you right now so badly, you don't even know..." he looked down at his throbbing erection which he pulled out of his silk boxers and began to slowly and strategically build up his release.
"Now Blair, while one hands rubbing your breasts, take the other one and start rubbing your clit for me... I wanna hear you baby" Slowly Blair ran her hands down her stomach and reached her destination. "Mmm I'm rubbing it baby, fuck... I'm so wet right now for you." She could then hear Chucks slight panting through the phone causing a smirk to appear once again as she realized what he was doing.

"Chuck Bass, are you getting off at me getting off" she giggled. "Fuck yeah I am...I'm rubbing my long hard dick imagining you on your bed rubbing yourself all hot and bothered while thinking about me."
"Well actually...I'm thinking about Ed Westwick, god he makes me so wet." 'Who the fuck is this Ed Westwick guy?' Chuck thought to himself. No worries, he'd have his private investigator make sure this Westwick fellow was nowhere near the same city as Blair. "Oh yeah? Can his fingers make you cum like mine can? What names does he call you when you make love? Does his dick fill you till the hilt? Can he hit that spot over and over like I can?" While Chuck started saying such wicked things, Blair slipped two fingers into her tight wet pussy eliciting a moan full of pleasure, which led to Chuck stroking his dick even harder.

"How many fingers you using?" "o god...Chuck! This feels so good... I'm using two" "Add another one, imagine they're my fingers fingering in and out of that hot, wet pussy of yours" turning himself on even more as well. "Imagine its my tounge in and out of you..licking up all your cum baby"
"Chuck...fuck..i'm so close... I need you...o god, Chuuuckk" Hearing Blair almost at her peak led to Chuck pumping harder and faster, drawing out groans and pants, "fuck Blair...I wanna cum in you right now, I need that tight pussy...spread your legs wide for me baby and keep pumping those fingers in and out ill you cum...cum for me baby" Then all that is heard is Blairs whimpers and a final moan of Chucks name. Chuck followed soon after, releasing his seed into his hands, then reaching for the tissues to clean up the mess.

"You were...amazing" he drawled out while they both caught their breaths. "I know" she simply replied with a slight smirk. "O shit, she realized... it's almost 3 in the morning and we have school tomorrow." Chuck rolled his eyes, leave it to Blair to think about school after an orgasm. "Pick you up in the limo at 7 like always?" learning quickly there was no chance in trying to persuade Blair from going to classes. "I'll see you bright and early" she smiled.

"Goodnight Chuck."

"Goodnight Blair."

A/N:
This is what inspired what Blair would be wearing while talking to Chuck ;)

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