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.
Let us celebrate Global Love Day with a phone sex orgy, all united as we jerk off and spread the word. Love is a global thing and I believe I will fuck and suck cocks of all races and colors to prove my intention of World Love and Peace. Acceptance of all types of human love and expression unites us as sexual human beings. So, to all of you gay, lesbians, sissies, and others who engage in alternate forms of love expression, my phone lines are open to you. Please share with me your unique way of endulging. Maybe your way entails being fucked in your man-pussy or sucking some faggot cock. Open your hearts, minds, assholes, mouths, and wallets as you participate in Global Fuckfest Day. I’m ready to hear those kinky stories and secret desires that will have us both jerking off. A little phone sex therapy is just what the doctor ordered. Grab that lube and your favorite toy and make that call.
“Be a part of it. Spread the word. Share your love.”
I often imagine what it would’ve been like to be an Old West prostitute, a saloon whore. Can you imagine how much sex these girls got, in a world where there was a shortage of women? I cream just thinking about a line of men, all hot and ready for me. Horny men came in from all over to fuck those women after being on the trail for weeks. They were tired of jerking off or fucking horsies. They wanted a sexy, good smelling female form to fuck. I think it would’ve been fun to get all dressed up in stockings and frilly dresses and servicing cowboys and outlaws. I’d be the notorious flirt in the saloon, trying to get the best and wealthiest for myself. Or maybe the one who was reputed to have the huge cock. I’m take him upstairs, wash the trail dust off, and slowly suck that swollen cock. I’d lie back on the bed and let him crawl between my legs, easing his cowboy cock into me for the ride of his life. He’d pump that cum build-up into me as I begged for more. When I got done with him, no other whore would ever make him happy.
Or maybe I’d get a nasty outlaw, one who liked to play rough. He’d slap me and pull my hair as he plunged his dirty dick into my cunt. I’d fight back and claw him, my pussy soaking as I got off on his abuse. He’d fuck my ass violently, taking what he wanted and filling me with cum. I’d smile and take it, knowing he would be back to pay me in stolen gold.
In reality, these girls had it rough, but it’s so much more fun to fantasize about it my way!!! Hey, cowboy, you ready for a ride?
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