I have the hottest tutor and as I finish this school year out I decided that I wanted to give him something a little bit more than a cash bonus. I wanted to give him the best phone sex fun that he had ever had. I knew that he would enjoy it too, he had been making all kinds of googly eyes at me all school year. It was our last session so this was going to be my chance to implant my pretty pussy in his brain for the entire summer.
I snatched up my phone and excused myself to the bathroom after flirting with him for most of the time. It did not take much either. So I went in and called his phone under a blocked number so he would answer and engage me in conversation. I told him how I was playing with my toy box and whimpered in his ear. Once he was all fired up I met him back at the table and played with his cock pulling it from his pants and into my mouth. He tasted so good. When he was ready he blew his load from his yogurt slinger straight into me. Safe to say I will be penciled in for next school year.
Category: Fantasy phone sex
School Girl Candy Gives Her Hot Tutor the Best Phone Sex
Polo, And Other Sports Of Gentleman
And he is off again, leaving me alone. I sometimes wonder if he knows how much I desire him or need him. Does he know I where his shirt so I can smell him when he is not around or that I hold his pillow at night or that no toy could ever satisfy the ache in pussy that his absence creates.
He will not be gone long but I don’t get to welcome him home in my normal fashion this time, No, instead there is a Polo match for charity that he will be participating in and I will go and watch him play. Watch him as he commands the magnificent best to twist and turn at his command, just like he does with me.
The event is only a few hours but this tight little sundress is already damp from the heat. I see you with all your charm as everyone rushes up to you, congratulating you on the winning goal. You wink at me from the crowd as they lead your thoroughbred away and you start to make your way towards me.
That kiss, the first one after being apart from you, is so intense. You never fail to make my knees go weak and if it were not for your strong arm around my waste, my body would be a pile at your feet!
But there is an after party that we must attend and before you turn to take your shower, your hand finds its way to my garter and unsnaps the catch on my stocking.With that huge grin, you walk away with my garter undone and my thigh highs held up only by lace.
There is no way I can get through an after party! I follow you through the stable and pretend to stumble in my stilettos. You, always the hero turn and catch me before I hit the ground.
You are angry at me for following you to such an off limits place but I can not go another minute with out you. I look up at you from my knees as you stroke the hair from my face and unzip your riding pants.
That gorgeous cock lashes out in front of me and in less than a second I have taken the entire thing in my mouth! I can’t wait to feel your warm cream filling up my mouth, running down my throat!
People are coming up to us, starting to explain how this is inappropriate, but with one finger held up, they heed your power and keep walking.
After you have filled my mouth with your sweet sauce, you grab me by the arms and pull me up and with an angry tone, you ask me if I have had enough or do you need to fuck me like a whore in front of all these people so that I can behave like a lady?
I hate that I have angered you but I need to feel you. I don’t care if you fuck me out of anger or make love to me with passion, as long as I can feel you! So yes! If that’s what we need to do! Fuck me like a whore in front of all these people!
I am crying and my mascara is running. You take me into the stable and tear my dress wide open! You spend barely a minute sucking my tits before turning my tender soft skin against the splintered timbers and slamming your cock in my wet little pussy! With each thrust more powerful than the last, my body lifts of the ground, driving large wooden slivers into my tits and hips!
Your power was overwhelming and I screamed while sticky sweet juices splattered every inch of the stable!
When we were done, it was dark and the stable was quiet. You carried my exhausted wore out body to the shower and gently cleansed all of my wounds as you had me sip champagne and nibble cheese.
Within a half hour, we were both dressed to the height of fashion and ready to be social.
People whispered and pointed as we entered the party but you held my arm as if I were a princess. They could never understand what we have, our intensity, our passion!
Practice Safe Sex – Call Your Local Sexline!
We hear it all the time – another friend has been caught out and got an STD, took it home to his or her spouse/S.O., and it broke up the relationship and ruined their life. Now that friend has to deal with not only putting the piece of their life back together, but also the pain of trying to find a partner who they can fuck without spreading the disease further.
STDs are running rampant in the streets, and if you’re not careful, one will find you! And condoms, let’s face it, are such a pain in the ass (or dick, or cunt, you name it). But if we don’t use them, we are, quite literally, screwed.
Yet there is hope! My dear sweet boys, there is a method of steamy sex that allows you to fuck with abandon and yet requires no protection whatsoever! And that is calling your friendly neighborhood mature phone sex operator. The ladies here at Sophisticated Hotties are here to service your every whim and desire.
Give us a call, and we promise, you won’t find yourself catching anything but fun times and exhaustion from us. *wink*
MILFs Have the Best Phone Sex
Some say a woman reaches her sexual peak at age 35; others say it’s at age 26. But I’m far older than both of those ages, and I can tell you, I’m having the best phone sex and best actual sex of my life right now! Older women aren’t as uptight about their appearances as younger women, but even so, I know I have a bod that most younger gals would die for, and I have the skills in the bedroom to go with it. And if I ever need a reminder of that, I just find a willing partner to remind me.
I went out for Karaoke and wings at my favorite bar this past weekend, and there I met Ethan. He was young, had just finished his first year of college, built for the game of football he played, and was looking to find a gal to spend the evening with. After hearing me sing and watching me devour my wings unabashedly, he decided I was his lady.
I took him home with me. He’d been out working all weekend, doing the jobs his parents had stored up while he was at school – mowing the lawn, weeding the garden, etc. So I started by pulling out the baby oil, laying him down, and massaging his muscles. When I got to his ass, I didn’t stop at the outside, but slipped a finger in his unexpecting asshole, which clearly surprised him, because he started to sit up. I told him to lie down again, which he did, and I continued in further.
Ethan started moaning, and I pulled my finger out and had him roll over. I started massaging his hairy chest, arms, legs, and then moved to his cock, which had softened during the massage. But then when I touched his cock with my oil-slickened hands, it stood right up again. I grabbed it with both hands and started stroking it with long, steady, slick strokes, then reached down and gave the same treatment to his balls underneath. When he began whimpering, I slid my finger back into his ass, and he jumped half a foot off the floor.
When I reached in high enough to hit his prostate, that was the final straw for him. He came, right then, shooting his hot load of cum right up into my face. I tried to catch his salty seed, but I’m afraid I missed a lot of it, and it went all over my face.
The good thing about young men, however, is that they have stamina, and in a jounce, he was up for round two. Between both of us having oil-slickened bodies by that point, and me with my dripping wet baby-smooth pussy, fucking was hot and long and easy. That was far more satisfying for both of us!
The Greased Pole Climb
It is a holiday weekend and that means heading back to the trailer park to see the folks. There is the parade and the country fair this weekend which just means I will be helping mama with her pies for the bake off contest.
After an entire day of rolling out crust in a hot kitchen, it was nice to get to the festival and feel the breeze from all the spinning rides. After helping set out all the baked goods, I headed straight to the beer tent to see who was in this years greased pole climb. When I got there, they judges were handing out #’s to the teams but the fire men’s team was a member short so they were going to have to back out.
I could not let that happen! The winning team gets $600 and the fire men always donate theirs to charity. So I marched right up and offered my services. They all kinda laughed at first but I reminded them that I had already climbed each and every one of their own poles so I know my way around a slippery shaft!
Now the rules in our town is you can wear jeans or shorts, no shirt, no shoes. They pointed that out to me before I signed up but I had already had a few beers and it was for charity! Besides, who hasn’t seen my tits?
So we all stripped down and took turns rubbing crisco all over each other. A few of the guys were getting hard from rubbing me with down with shortening. I told them to just keep that thought, cus I might need that cock to pull my self up to the next set of shoulders!
The first guy took his position and wrapped himself around that huge round pole. The next guy climbed up on his shoulders and held tight. each of the five men climbed up those below until he was in the top position…then it was my turn to climb all five men and get to the top and ring that bell!
Talk about every girls fantasy! Five greasy men and me! And I get to climb each of their bodies…one…at…a…time!
So all greased up and armed with a mini skirt and a pair of thongs, I started my climb to the top. I got up the first two guys just fine but buy the third guy, I needed some help, so little Tommy Baker put his hand on my ass and gave me a shove! I am not sure if he meant to let his fingers slip inside my little cunt or if it was an accident but I can’t say I minded. I actually let my body slip a little so his fingers would go deeper inside me and stayed there for just a few seconds longer.
It was more of the same as I continued up the mountain of men! I was finger fucked by each one of them and the entire county could see me dripping as my skirt flapped in the breeze at the top of that pole!
Needless to say, it was one hell of a climb and of course we won!
It was great helping out my boys and all for charity! But the reward came after it was over, when we all took a shower! I could tell you about that but I would not want their wives to find out! But I can certainly “show” you!
Mature Phone Sex with a Sexy Neighbor
Mature phone sex can lead to all kinds of naughty scenarios. I’m that sexy MILF neighbor that you’ve always wanted to get to know better so you could come over and have an excuse to fuck. Well, I’m here, ready to talk whenever you please, dear boy.
For instance, I had one boy come over to visit the other day. He was very nervous, you know, didn’t know what to do with his hands. Well, those hands ended up all over me, stroking my breasts, between my legs, then finger-fucking my hot wet cunt.
When he took off his pants, though, he had the tiniest cock I’d ever seen! I laughed, but I told him to lay down anyway. He was still anxious, but I got him on his back, and that shy little virgin boy got a world-class blowjob from a grown, mature woman. I sucked his little cock with all the experience of my many years, and he didn’t know what luck he’d been blessed with that day.
Eventually, I let him fuck me. His young, itty-bitty cock had a hard time finding its way into my waiting pussy, but eventually he found his way in. It was such a TINY little cock, though, and I barely felt it, but I let him fuck me anyway, because even virgin boys need to have their cherries popped, as it were, and who better than the neighborhood teacher?
When we were done, he said it was the best phone sex he’d ever had.