I love being a naughty teacher. It is true I could get fired for some of the shit I do, but I have phone sex as a backup career if that happens. All schools and universities have rules against inappropriate student teacher behavior, which I find sexist and antiquated. First, the youth of today is way hotter than the youth of my youth. Impossible for a woman in her prime to stay hands off with some of the young boys of today. Second, male professors have been banging female students since the dawn of education. I think young men who get some MILF pussy focus better on their studies. Not to mention they don’t require drugs for ADHD and the ilk. The number one reason for hyperactivity is pent up energy. The number two reason is boredom. A young guy fucking his hot MILF teacher is neither bored nor suffering from pent up energy. I can burn off energy better than the Energizer bunny. All boys need is a good daily ball draining. And, what most mature sexy hot women need is a young stud to rabbit fuck us with a hard cock that stays hard until we are filled with cum. I didn’t give boys my age the time of day when I was in school. I was all about older men. They were better lovers to a young girl. Well, now that I am in my 40s, that has all changed. Older men to me now have dick issues and baggage. Younger men, however, get hard at the wind and rarely go soft even after they cum. Plus, they don’t think they know it all yet sexually so I can teach them how to work my body. Every day during office hours, I tutor the important things like pussy licking. I sit on the edge of my desk with my lips spread wide and show them the ABCs of cunnilingus. School is always in season with me.
Category: Mature phone sex
Forced crossdressing
I went over to a friends house to hangout. I was going to the bathroom when I walked past her brothers room. I could not help but look in on him. He was in front of the mirror with a hair brush. He looked as if he was trying to be a girl. He was flicking his make believe hair to the side and putting his hands on his hips all while he was in just a towel.
I barge in his room, giggling. “What are you doing?” He looks at me as if he is embarrassed. “Hold on!” I run to my friends room and I grab the pinkest panties I can find, and the pinkest dress along with some make-up and heels.
I demand that he gets naked right now, and that if he doesn’t I am going to tell everyone! I take out my phone and start recording. He lets the towel off. Out comes this floppy little Winnie. Wow. “Put these on you little sissy girl.” I hand him the panties, dress, and heals. He begs not to.
“Do it!” He finally gets dressed. I start applying his make up. He looks like the prettiest bitch ever. I start seeing something poke through the dress, must be his Winnie. “You are going to need to tape that in-between your thighs. Girls do not have that!”
He does what he is told, even though that cock wants to rip the tape off. I make him prance and dance around the room as I still record every second of it. He likes it. I can not stop laughing. We walk to the bathroom and grab the house plant in there. I hand it to him. “Here you carry this since you are worthless and you need to replenish the oxygen you take in!”
He is so pathetic I am going to make him carry a house plant around! OMG I love this. I can not wait to show everyone if he is not a good boy. “Get on your hands and knees and kiss my feet, worship the ground I walk on.” I am so glad I was nosy. Now I have a pretty pink little slave girl to have fun with.
Phone Sex Therapy – Election Night
I have had MANY callers through the night looking for comfort and sanity from the election chaos. I am so very happy to provide this service for my clients. I gladly take them off to some secluded spot, or even back to my office, and close us off from the world. I generally start with some sort of comforting contact; a massage, a drink together, some gentle fondling of each other – whatever he seems most inclined to. Then, I progress to taking his mind off of it all by stripping slowly and seductively, then working on taking his own clothing off. I will lower myself between his legs, and fondle his sack as my mouth closes around his cock, and I will suck him like a Hoover vacuum until his eyes roll back in his head and he gets close to cumming.
I will climb atop his face and start to ride his face, forcing him to struggle for air – after all, you can’t think about the election if you’re focused on breathing. After that, I will slide down his body to ride his shaft until it explodes and fills my cunt with his baby-making juice. Yes, I enjoy being able to help out with this election day stress.
Cuckold phone sex
I have been dating this guy and he is super into me. I thought it would be fun to leave my front door unlocked and to have his best friend here. No one has no clue what is happening, but I sure do. My pussy is wet and what better way to tell the guy I care about- how much I care about him while I fuck his best friend.
I got ahead and strip down to nothing so that I can entice his friend to fuck my sexy body. He didn’t even hesitate. We found our way upstairs. He was in between my legs fucking me hard. My tits were bouncing and I was grinding my soaking wet pussy up on his cock.
I finally heard the door open, so I started to moan louder. I told the guy fucking me to not stop pounding my pussy. His balls slapped harder against my ass and I was squirting all on his cock. I look to the door frame and there is my guy. Standing there in aw, I can not help but to laugh. I tell him to take a seat and watch how it is done.
Poker Party Prize
I went to a poker game last night in which I was the prize. It was fun sitting there watching the guys play, sweating and watching me, thinking about how good it would be to have me later that night. I’m not going to lie, it was exciting for me too. I looked at each one of them and thought about what they would be like in bed. Who would be best, biggest, etc. I learned long ago; however, not to judge a book by its cover so I just sat back and let things play out. Once in awhile, I would get up and walk around, bending over and showing off my tits and ass as often as possible. When Mike finally won, I was happy that it was finally over, and even more pleased that it was him who won. Mike was tall and fit, and had an intense gaze that made me think that he would be equally as intense in bed. Boy, was I right! He was very gentle and nervous at first, but I encouraged him to be rough and get into it and he certainly did.