I was a bit scared the day grandma brought me to the church with her. She said that it would just a be a few minutes and that I should sit in the pew and wait. Little did I know that this was a Pentecostal church. She felt that I was a bad girl and just needed prayer to bring me to God. They all came out and surrounded me, telling me that I was a sinner, that my clothes were not chaste, and they needed to bring the devil out of me. They surrounded me, along with their preacher, chanting, and screaming in other tongues. The preacher reached his arms around me, pulling me close and gripping my large teen breasts. The ladies didn’t even open their eyes as they circled in a crescendo of chants. I felt the preachers hand slide between my thighs, parting my pussy lips. “Do not fight me, dear.” he ordered. “I will make you feel the spirit.” He bent me forward, pushing his cock into me from behind. “Sisters, do not open your eyes. Pray for this young girls soul.” he bellowed, rocking his sinful fuckstick back and forth, balls slapping hard against me. The ladies reached heavenward, babbling, as their leader blasted my cunt full of cream.” I slid to the floor, his ooze running down my thighs. “She is free.” he hollered and they all opened their eyes. Grandma ran over and hugged me. “Praise him. You are new in the presence of HIM.” I think I like this church. There are some cute deacons here and I need lots of prayers and redemption.
He sat in front of me sobbing into his hands. I patted his leg, telling him that things were going to be ok. I’m a phone sex therapist and I help men in need. “My cock is very small and I can’t get any pussy. My girlfriend left me.” I asked him to show me his problem and he unzipped his pants to reveal the ittiest, bittiest penis that I had ever seen on an adult man. I tried to stifle a giggle. “It’s a little bit small.” I admitted. “maybe you can compensate by learning to eat pussy?” “No, doc.” he stuttered. “I want to be a girl and I want you to teach me.” I was dumbfounded. How do you teach a man to be a girl? I began to question him. “Are you turned on by cock?” I asked. He smiled and nodded. “I want you to fuck me.” My pussy got a little moist as I pondered this thought. I reached into the bottom drawer of my desk and brought out a huge black cock left behind by a previous client. His face lit up and his tiny pecker began to swell. I put it on and stuck it in his face. He greedily gulped my dick like a pro. “Make it wet for your pussy.” I ordered. “Now turn around.” I poked my giant cock head right up against his man-twat. “Now push. Take my dick, you little faggot.” he whimpered as he impaled himself on my thick blacksnake. I hammered that ass good, making myself cum, as he blew his little dicklet all over my floor.
Are you in need of some special therapy, too? Bare that ass and get on your knees. The therapist is IN.
I was in the gym when I walked by one of the classrooms. Women were bent over like pretzels with their pussies in the air, leotards barely covering those toned little slits. I knew I had to join this class called Erotic Yoga. I grinned as I imagined the wild sex positions I’d be able to get into if my flexibility was better.
A month later I was working this shit. I could stand on my head with my legs spread wide. I pictured my lover standing over me, working his cock into my pussy. The downward dog looked more like doggie style. I could almost feel the balls slapping against my cunt. Every class left me aroused, my cunt soaking wet as I pictured my man’s shock as he bent me into pretzel shapes on our bed. Soon, I might even be able to lick my own pussy. Are you ready for a sex partner with the skills of a contortionist and the reflexes of a Cougar? This calls for some serious phone sex therapy…..
I wrapped my legs around your waist, sliding my pantyhose clad legs up and down your thighs. I know how this gets to you. You love the feel of silky pantyhose against your cock. When I come home at the end of the day, I’m all sweaty. My cotton panel is damp and my entire crotch area smells of sweaty pussy with a touch of piss. Pressing your nose against my spread legs, you inhale my aroma. Your cock grows hard and demanding. Your tear open my pantyhose, exposing my pussy and ass. There’s no time to take them off. Your plunge your swollen fuckstick into my wet cunt, impaling me. I arch to take more, rubbing my long legs against you, creating friction and heat. You pound me harder, your balls rubbing against the torn silkiness. Your hands slide up and down my legs. You’re trembling now, your balls pulling up tight. Your load explodes from your cock all over my pantyhose. The cum slowly soaks into the fabric. Tomorrow, I think I’ll put these used pantyhose into your briefcase so you”ll find them and think of me. I get wet thinking of you jerking off in your office and the pounding I’ll get when you come home.
How about a pair for your own use? Ask me about my pantyhose special.
As a phone sex therapy slut, I don’t usually share my client’s stories. But tonight was just amazing. I promised him a blog. My cucky James E.called to tell me about his hot, sexy woman and how she was going to get fucked by a giant cock tonight. She was dressed like a slut and hot to trot. In fact, she was in the next room, playing pool with the guy and he couldn’t wait for things to heat up. He was going outside and peeking in the window. Total phone sex therapy case!! He had his cock ring on. Two cock rings in fact, so he wouldn’t cum before he was allowed. He described to me the way the stud was going to stretch her pussy wide open, leaving it way too sloppy for him to enjoy with his much smaller cock. He was a very naughty cucky and he was actually telling the truth. He was jerking his cock when his lady walked into the room. It was very obvious that she knew what he was doing. I heard her laugh and leave the room.
Meanwhile, James is still thinking about all the cum his lady is going to get that night. He doesn’t clean up the mess like some cuckies. He likes to freeze his own cum so he can place the cum cubes in his mouth and let them slowly melt down his throat, as he imagines how hard she is getting fucked. Maybe later she will let him cum on her stretched out cunt.
Life as a phone sex therapy whore is very exciting indeed. James’ hot story had my pussy so wet and I can’t wait to hear all about his night as a cum slurping cuckold boyfriend. Don’t you have one you’d like to share, too?
I love my job doing phone sex therapy. Where else can I play with my pussy all night while I listen to horny men tell me stories? Sometimes you just need a girl to listen to you without judging. You get tired of fake moaning and bored phone sex operators. You need some intelligent conversation with an educated woman. Whether you are just lonely or need a cock stroking companion for phone sex therapy, I’m here for you all night. Do you have a secret craving for cock? Do you steal your wife’s panties to feel sexy? Are you lusting for someone who is off-limits? Come share it with me in a special phone sex therapy session. I’ll never laugh at you or judge you. I’ll just play with my pussy and give you my professional advice.
Sometimes extensive therapy is needed so make sure to take advantage of my cock shattering specials. I’ll stay awake all night just to please you. You need don’t a girl friend when you have a GFE phone sex lover like me. Make that call now and let’s have some fun.
I have panties for sale to use in your therapy. Just ask.
I’ll never forget the day I lost my cherry. I was a sweet, innocent teen. I had been sneaking around with an older guy, telling my mom I was going to a friend’s house. We’d go to his place and make out. He’d kiss me for hours, trying to slide a finger into my panties. I’d say no because I was taught that sex was for marriage. That would really piss him off. He’d take me home and dump me off like discarded trash, saying he was going out to find a girl who would fuck. A few days later, he was begging me to come back over.
But this time was different. He was being a total gentleman. He poured me a glass of wine and I felt so grown-up. A few glasses later, I was super tipsy. I felt hot as he kissed me. I didn’t even complain when his finger slid between my pussy lips. In fact, it felt wonderful and I wanted more. I whimpered as he peeled off my clothes and his. He pressed his thick cock against my lips and I opened them, taking him into my mouth like I was an old pro. He moaned as he poured a salty load into my throat. I wasn’t done yet. My pussy was throbbing and I wanted him. He eased me back into the bed and I felt the head of his cock touch me, pressing into my inner folds. I spread my legs wide, crying out for him to fuck me. He pounded my pussy full of fuck sauce. It never even hurt after the first thrust.
We fucked like horny animals after that day. I couldn’t get enough of his cock and he taught he everything. Call me and I’ll tell you about my first ass fucking. I did fight a little with that one but he rammed it into my shit hole anyway. Losing my virginity to an older man made me into the great phone sex therapist that I am today. For more stories or to share your own, come see me.
I’d hung out under the tree ever since I was young. It had grown from a young oak to a sturdy old oak. I had climbed that tree, swung from a rope, and even built a treehouse once. Now that old tree was my favorite place to bring my lovers. I’d clutch the trunk as they banged me from behind, my breath upon its bark. I loved the feel of my back sliding down the roughness as I took so many cocks into my mouth. Only the great oak knew what a dirty girl I’d become and he’d never tell. Once a lover had held me up against the tree as you he fucked me, his balls slapping hard, as I slid back and forth, leaving welts upon my flesh. I’d pulled away from yet another and his cum had splashed upon the tree, rolling like sap to mingle with the dirt. The day had come, however, when men were sent to cut it down. I cried, begged, and finally gave blowjobs to those men, who cut down another tree that day instead. I know I cannot protect you forever though and the day will come when I cannot save you, or myself, from what the future holds. Today, my majestic tree dropped an acorn onto my head. I cupped it gently, like my lover’s balls, and rushed home to plant the future.
You might be asking …What is phone sex therapy? How is it different from regular phone sex? Let me tell you. I’m a phone sex therapist. Our ultimate goal is your sexual satisfaction. Most of my clients are men seeking advice or methods to make your orgasm better or more satisfying. Whether it be revealing a deep dark secret or asking for advice on making your erection last longer. We are truly here for you. We’re compassionate, educated, and able to handle any scenario. We do more than just moan. I love developing a friendship with my clients and really get to know them. I want you to be able to call me anytime. You will love my methods of cock control, tease and denial, erotic hypnosis, and treatments to make you last longer. I will have that dick pumping and jumping in no time.
Make an appt or just call me when you are ready for some classy and friendly phone sex. Hey, if you just need someone to talk to, that’s fine, too. We can talk all night if you like. No sense in sitting home all lonely. Make that call now and get the confidential phone sex that you are craving. No limits or taboos.
So, you had a few drinks after work tonight and now you’re home all alone. No pussy for you tonight and your cock is quaking. You’ve jacked it several times and you’re still not satisfied. I know you hate the phone sex game but you’d still love to have some sexy talk and someone to treat you like a boyfriend. Have you considered a phone sex therapist? That’s what I am and I’m here all night, waiting to be that sensual, sexy girl you can share anything with. How about a hot roleplay as I pretend to be the one you are lusting for? Or maybe you are a cuddly kind of guy who needs sweet words and romance. Or maybe you are one horny daddy who needs to share his dark secret that his teen daughter is making him crazy. Whatever it is, I’m here for you. I’ll make you slow it down and savor it. Bring it to a boil and let it steam a while before I allow you to pop. I also teach ED methods and training as well as tease and denial.
Join me for a session tonight. No appt needed.
; ?>/web_images/cc.png)
