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It was just warm enough to go and lie out by my pool, so I stripped down to my altogether, and I lay out on my lounger just enjoying the warm air and sunlight. I’ve never had a problem with peeping toms before, as I have a lovely fence that guards my privacy. That day, though, I opened my eyes to find a young man standing just inside the fence line, a very clear tent in the front of his pants. I asked him how he got in, and he told me that he had put a ladder up to the fence, and climbed it, then dropped down. He told me that he’d seen me out and about before through a hole in the fence that I had never paid attention to. I made a mental note to fix that, but even as I did, he was moving closer. I went to stand up, but he was on me in no time, pressing my body into the lounger. I tried to fight him, but young and scrawny as he seemed, he was tough. He held me down with no problem, forcing my legs apart with his knees, even as his hands crushed my tits. He told me that I shouldn’t be such a little tease if I didn’t want what was coming to me. Before I could respond, he crushed my mouth under a hard kiss, and I tried to bite him, but he only laughed. The next thing I knew, his cock was pushing into my entrance, and I tried so hard to pull away. He filled me, though, fully. His dick pressed up into my cervix, and he was thick, so he stretched my cunt. He fucked me hard and fast, right there on my lounger, beside my pool, in the relative privacy of my backyard, without my permission. He flopped me about like a rag doll, taking my body in so many different positions, I had no idea how one as young as he could be so strong and knowledgeable. By the time he finished, I felt dirty as hell, and the sun was starting to set.
As a phone sex therapist, I try hard to remain objective about all of my clients. However, she was far too much of a temptation, and I couldn’t help myself.
As she laid down on my couch for our second session in her skin-tight skirt and camisole blouse, her nipples barely covered, my mouth dried up even as my cunt started to drool. Then, she wiggled her body, claiming that she couldn’t get comfortable. Watching those breasts jiggle around and that skirt ride up did me in. I all but dove on top of her, kissing, groping, fondling, and slowly undressing her. Her hands were on my own body in an instant, and I ground my hips against her. My fingers found her pussy, and it was as sloppy wet as my own. She whispered in my ear just then that she’d wanted me from the moment she first saw me. Then, I felt her own fingers slide over my clit and up inside of me. My breath caught in my throat, and my heart raced. It was such a sensual, erotic experience, her tenderness and the way she touched each of my g-spots with almost no effort. I spun around, and I straddled her face while diving face-first into her pussy. She tasted of honey and salt and arousal. I could have stayed there all day, drinking of that sweet nectar. However, her thrusts got more insistent, as did my own, the more we tasted of each other. I finally slid my fingers back inside of her, rubbing her g-spot, and she did the same to me. Within moments, we were writhing out our orgasms together, forcing each other to ride them to completion. It was so intense, and I cannot wait to see her again!
He thought he’d been cursed. He sat in my chair, completely distraught, telling me how he hadn’t been able to fuck his wife in months, since the day he’d had a tryst with a “priestess” who got angry when he said it was a 1-night stand. She had cursed him with impotence, and swore Papa Legba would make sure he’d never be able to fuck another woman til he did right by her.
I had him close his eyes and sit back in the chair. Once behind him, I started to gently massage his scalp as I lowered my mouth next to his left ear, blowing a very gentle breeze past his ear every few seconds. I felt him finally start to relax into my chair, and moved my hands down to his neck and shoulders. When he was fully relaxed, I had him open his eyes and turned on some upbeat jazz. I started a sexy little dance in front of him, slowly working my way to him. I propped one leg up on the chair next to his thigh, showing him that I had no panties on. One glimpse of my tight, shaved pussy had his pants stirring. I proceeded to take off my top, slowly, wiggling as much as possible in the most seductive ways I could. I leaned in close enough for his face to be almost between my breasts as I laid that shirt around his neck. By the time I finished my strip tease, his cock was nice and hard. Just to prove to him that he wasn’t cursed, I pulled him out of his pants, and I started sucking him like a hoover vacuum cleaner. I ran my tongue from base to tip and back again, swallowing him whole in the process. Then, I climbed on him and started riding him. He had a nice, big orgasm, and walked out of my office ready to fuck his own wife.