Shopping for sex toys is just so much fun! The things that run through my mind while I am looking at all the amazing things on the shelves should often be kept to myself. But sometimes I can’t help but share!
This morning there were so many new and inventive toys to look at and marvel over that my mind was running crazy. And then in the corner, all alone was a pretty blue vibrator. Simple in design. Classically sleek. As soon as I picked it up it took me back to memories of long ago.
You see my daddy bought me one very similar when he was teaching me how to be a woman. He called it “Little Boy Blue”
Little Boy Blue and I had many play dates, often beginning with this little girl blue blowing daddy’s horn before Little Boy Blue could come out and play.
Sometimes daddy would use Little Boy Blue on me and make me all creamy and wet. And sometimes daddy would lay back and rub his big, hard horn, nice and slow in long steady strokes while telling me what he wanted me to do with Little Boy Blue.
I would lay with my legs spread and my pretty pink pussy would get so wet watching his breathing get deeper, waiting for him to squirt that sweet and salty cum, following his every direction and hanging on his every word.
I knew in the end he would lick my sweet juices an I would lick his and then he would hold me as I snuggled into his hairy chest and listened to his heart beat before falling asleep.
Category: Cocksucking phone sex
Toys
I’m not supposed to but I brought my toy to work with me today. It makes the calls so much more fun and the guys love it when I put the phone down there and let them hear my pussy juices. They get so much more into it and they cum so hard that I hear the sperm drops hitting the phone and the floor. One of my favorite guys calls in while fucking his wife. He always slaps her ass so hard that I hear it loudly and she creams so much it is clear that he is deep dicking her just how a man should. He asks me how I want him to fuck her then describes how he is pounding her pussy or how she is blowing his cock. I hear her slurping and moaning and it makes my pussy so wet. I feel bad charging him because I feel like the customer. Then he waits for me to cum on the phone and hangs up. I hope he calls today; I’m going to fuck my pussy with this dildo just like he is fucking her. I fucking love my job.
Great Blowjobs Lead to Hot Fucking
Great blowjobs lead to great fucking. So anytime I have the chance to school a girl in all things fucking, I start with teaching her how to give amazing head. A guy who has just had his cock sucked like a vacuum cleaner, not only fucks better but is more in tune to your body. He wants to return the favor. Good head begets good head. And as a woman, nothing makes us moan more than a man who will spend hours between our legs worshiping our pretty bald pussies. I had a girlfriend over last night who sadly is lacking in the blowjob skills department. I invited my neighbor over. He was happy to provide a test cock. I showed her how to use her hands and tongue in unison. How to caress the bulbous head of his shaft with the soft part of her mouth. Even demonstrated how to make the testicles throb. She had never tea bagged before. He was leaking pre cum all down his shaft as we worked our mouths on his rod. Of course once he was fucking rock hard, we had to fuck him. But not before he ate out both of our pussies until his face looked like a glazed donut. Good cocksucking leads to pussy squirting every time.
Fruit Salad
Yesterday, I had simply the best phone sex with a traveling salesman! A young man knocked on my door, selling fruit baskets. He had an uncommon accent for around where I’m from, so I asked if he was from Australia.
“No, ma’am, I’m a Kiwi.”
“Ah, New Zealand, then?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Well, why don’t you come in and get out of this heat for a moment. I just made some lemonade.”
“You’re a peach, ma’am, that would be great. It’s fucking hot out here. Whoops! Beg pardon.”
I laughed, and invited him in. Once in the kitchen, I poured him that lemonade, and I started peeling a banana for myself. He started eyeing me speculatively.
“I don’t mean to be rude, ma’am, but it’s been a long time since someone has popped your cherry, am I right?”
“You could say so.” I began eating the phallic fruit. He couldn’t take his eyes off of me.
“Would you, um, be available for a date sometime?”
“When?”
“… now?”
I put down the banana, knelt down before him, and began removing his shorts. Inside, I found a lovely cock, much thicker than the banana I’d been gobbling moments ago. I reached underneath and began massaging the balls the size of small plums as I sucked and stroked away. Soon, a currant of pleasure shuddered through him, and I felt his orgasm before he shot his load into my mouth.
“Wow, you’re as hot as a chili pepper, ma’am.”
“Chili pepper? Wait, what? I thought we were doing fruit!”
“Eh, tomato, tomahto.”
Mature Phone Sex Mile High Club Fan
Have you ever been a member of the mile high club? I can happily say, I just recently joined and it is as hot as folks say it is. I was traveling for a wedding across the US and splurged for first class. First time ever I have been in first class anything. I got treated like royalty. After a few mini bottles of wine, I started chatting with this hot married man in the seat in front of me. Salt and pepper hair. Very George Clooney looking.
He tried to act like he wasn’t married, but I saw him discreetly remove his wedding ring. I don’t care if a man is married. If I am attracted to him, and he wants to fuck me, well it is not my place to worry about his wife who is likely not putting out or has her own thing on the side. I went along with his ruse. I sat next to him and put the blanket over our laps so I could give him an old fashioned hand job. It is sad how many girls don’t do this anymore. I love the feel of a cock getting hard at my finger tips.
When I felt the pre cum pouring out the head of his cock, I suggested the bathroom. “Mile high club,” he asked? I nodded yes. He followed me the bathroom of the first class area which was way bigger than regular class. He pulled up my skirt, I pulled down my panties and he fucked me from behind. The turbulence we hit just added to the thrill. I returned to my seat with a pussy full of married man sperm. And he returned to his with a big old grin. We both slept like babies till we reached Dulles Airport. Next time I fly, I am going first class.
Ass sex porn
I was at the grocery store the other day when I saw a sexy man that had a cock that was just poking through his jeans. He was looking at the produce department,- scanning the bananas, cucumbers, and squashes- meanwhile I was checking out what kind of produce he was packing.
He caught me biting my lip and staring too long, he made his way over to me and I could not help but to freeze dead in my tracks. He acted as if he was not a stranger at all. He grabed my face and kissed me on my lips, making them plump and pink as he pulled his face away with a bite on my lower lip.
We left our groceries in the middle of the store as he grabbed my wrist tightly and took me to the men’s restroom. He was going to be a rough man with me. He pushed me up against the sink and pulled my dress up over my ass cheeks. He pushed my face into the mirror and tightly grabbed my hair forcing his super sized cucumber up my tight ass hole without warning. I squealed as he penetrated me deeply.
His cock stretched my pinkness wide, I felt all of my ass juices run down my legs. The harder he thrusted the more my face met the glass leaving it pink and with a burn. He was going to leave me all bruised with blue, green, and silver marks all over my body. His other hand was pinching my nipples and twisting them so hard.
I could not help myself from cumming all down my thighs. He grabbed my hips tight and gave my shit hole one last hard thrust. He made his cucumber sauce spurt so far up into my ass, that it would be coming out for days! I wanted to taste his yummy juices so bad, I knew when he forced me down on my knees and his wet ass hole juiced cock went into my mouth, that I was not yet done with.
He was going to continue making me a bruised and battered mess full of yummy cum.
Exhibitionist Sex Slut Gives Great Blowjobs at a Rock Concert Thanks to Legalized Chronic
A friend of mine scored us tickets to see Neil Young this weekend. I am an old school rock chick. Students for years have been trying to get me to listen to Hip-Hop, Rap and modern country, all of which make me want to hurt people. We put on some super sexy hippie dresses, scored some good chronic and went to enjoy the evening with a classic rocker. I have not gotten high in awhile. Now that it is legal, I can’t lose my job. Fuck, the legalized shit is strong.
We both felt like we were on an acid trip, which isn’t bad. Some college hunks were in the pit next to us. They too were toking some strong funk. A sexy cougar like me, attracts young studs everywhere. Now, I’m usually mindful of my surroundings when I decide I want some cock. I like exhibitionist sex, just when cops are in eyesight I tend to be more careful. I was too high to give a fuck about consequences. I blew those boys in the pit of a Neil Young concert. Down on my needs, higher than a kite, giving great blowjobs while I listened to Neil croon “Old Man.”
A small crowd had gathered around me, I thought to shield me from the cop, but they wanted in on the action. I figured good taste in music warranted my oral skills. I got blow banged by about 50 dudes at a rock concert. I felt like I was at Woodstock. My girlfriend decided to help when she saw the size of some of those cocks going down my throat. I think I swallowed more sperm than a porn star that night. Hell, I even blew the cop. Any guy within 100 feet of the stage got head from the best phone sex slut around. I slept like a baby when we got home. Still high with a belly full of cum means I sleep well. Of course I woke up, got high again and went searching for more cocks to slurp. I’m on summer vacation after all.
The Best Phone Sex is Unexpected
The best phone sex can happen anywhere anytime. I use to talk dirty to my second husband before I became a professional phone sex whore. I remember this one time when he was overseas. It was night time where he was and I was home from work baking for a holiday party later that night. I had just put a batch of cookies in the oven when he called. I took my clothes off, hopped up on my kitchen island and started rubbing my clit as I listened to my husband tell me how well he would eat my pussy. I could hear him slapping his hard shaft, which made me rub my clit harder. One of the many reasons I became a professional mature phone sex slut was so I could hear men jacking off for me.
I was lost in the sensation of my pussy pulsating that I neglected to smell the burning coming from the oven until the smoke detectors went off and the sprinklers came on. I was laying on the kitchen island naked and wet when my neighbor burst in thinking I needed saving. And I thought chivalry was dead. I stunned him being naked and spread eagle. But he must have liked what he saw because he had a huge boner in his pants. By this time I had disconnected with my husband on the phone. I did not get my happy ending, but there was a handsome man in front of me with a hard on. Seemed like providence to me.
It would have been rude of me not to blow him after he was planning on risking his life to save me, right? A blowjob is not cheating I told myself as I swallowed his hard shaft down my throat. I may have crossed a line when he started fucking me on the kitchen island, but I had just nearly escaped death! He fucked me pretty damn good too. Why is it that cheating sex is so hot? We vowed never to fuck again as we were both married and neighbors, but that didn’t go as planned. He was a really good fuck. Few months after my husband came back to the states we divorced. Turns out I can’t just have one cock in my pussy. Fidelity isn’t my thing.
So here I am a twice divorced, getting off with my callers on the phone and fucking whomever I want. I love my life. Fidelity is overrated.