Category: Mature phone sex

He Needed A Naughty Teacher

best phone sexSitting here reading my notes to prepare for our next, and very possibly, our final session, I can’t control the moisture that is filling my pretty, pink, silk panties.

Reading through the pages and pages of our time together vivid images of the lessons this naughty teacher taught him play in my mind.

He came to me a meek and mild mannered young man. So unsure of himself, so sexually frustrated, He had never kissed a woman much less slept with one.

We began with simple touch. Caressing of the flesh, faces, arms, legs. Safe, innocent touch that created an erotic electricity between us and made his face turn 50 shades of red.

After a few weeks of boundary exploration, we went a little farther. I took off my blouse leaving on my silky, sexy bra, revealing skin that he had never seen on a woman and he removed his shirt. Becoming more comfortable with each others bodies and touching, Being a naughty teacher meant that I couldn’t help wanting to move to the next level.

I needed to show him what it felt like to have his dick enveloped in the folds of a hot, wet, velvety pussy.

It took a few months and a very slow pace but eventually I taught him how to make love to a woman  with his eyes, how to kiss every inch of a woman and bring her to her knees, how to make sweet, tender love to a woman, burying his hard dick deep inside my silky pussy. Today he learns the final lesson. How to FUCK and the difference between what we have been doing and what a hot, hard, lust consuming FUCK is all about.

I am about to let him see the naughty teacher that I have kept hidden, dressing the part of a whore that needs to be fucked is all part of the final lesson.

Who Doesn’t Like a Little Edgeplay?

Edgeplay phone sexEdgeplay isn’t something that just anyone can handle. As someone who is a natural submissive, I’ve long been subjected to bondage, sadism, masochism, electrostimulus, and weapon play. I love a man who knows how to truly be dominant, who knows how to hurt me in all the right ways.

Just the other day, I talked to a guy named Greg. He completely dominated me from the outset. He told me I wasn’t to speak unless he asked me a question, and that I should answer the question as directly and simply as possible. Otherwise, my mouth was solely for his pleasure. He tied my hands behind my back, tethered my legs to the floor at the knees, and attached electric clamps to my nipples. He asked very few questions, and made very quick work of subjecting my nipples and cunt to his ministrations, both electrical and physical. By the time he was done with me, I was writhing on the floor in a combination of pleasure and pain. He was well-sated, and seemed pleased with the session. He ended it with a promise to visit again soon. I can’t wait!

Mature Phone Sex is the Best Kind of Phone Sex

mature phone sexMature phone sex is the best kind of phone sex. Look at me. Do I look like I don’t know what I am doing? I love fucking. Everything about sex turns me on. My girlfriend made me an indecent proposal recently that I couldn’t pass up. She wanted me to fuck her son. She wanted me to be the one to make him a man. I guess he is getting ready to start college and is still a virgin. He might be the last American virgin of his generation. She is afraid he will get to college and some skanky coed will get her claws into him because men are weak for the girl who gives them their first head. She thinks me fucking him will give him game, allow him to be selective in who he fucks. Not sure I believed that, but it made sense. A virgin is grateful for any sexual attention, so a ball busting bitch may get him wrapped around her finger with a simple lick of his dick. I liked the idea of making a younger guy a man. Not that I have not done it before, just never at the request of my best friend nor with a boy I knew so well. But, she is my BFF and he is a hot young stud, so I did it. He was all nervous. It was cute. He even brought me flowers. I had to teach this boy everything from kissing to eating pussy. His cock was decent size so that was a bonus. I gave him a wicked hot blow job. Made his toes curl. He practically blew a hole in the back of my head because he had so much cum build up. By the several loads he gave me that night my guess was he had never even jacked off. I made him a man, but because he still needs to learn some things, so he will be visiting me daily until school starts in two weeks. Practice makes perfect.

Trailer Trash Dreams

best phone sexJust my luck my car died in the middle of the worst part of town. I called AAA and it was going to be an hour and a half before they could get to me. Across the street there was a seedy little dive. The light over the door blinking on and off read THE FORNICATION STATION. I could see my car from there and have a few drinks. I was sure that a public place, no matter that it was a dive, was better then sitting in my car.
After my eyes adjusted to the light I could see several girls sitting at the bar. They were dressed like prostitutes and cussing and carrying on like sailors.
I took a seat at the bar next to them and ordered a drink. I couldn’t help listening to their conversation.
They were talking about how “the new girl” was green and how much fun it was that this guy shoved her to the floor and held her face to that pussy making her lick and suck it. She fought and pushed back, they thought she was going to puke. But she finally gave in and made that bitch she was licking cum harder then any one else ever had.
They laughed at how this guy shoved his cock in “the new girl’s” pussy just as she made the other chick cum and gave her a good fuck for a job well done.
I have to admit my sweet honey pot was getting wet listening and even after I got home I couldn’t get the story out of my mind.
When I fell asleep I dreamed of a man holding me down and making me suck pussy. It was me on the bed only I had blonde hair. I was licking my own honey pot.
I woke up rubbing myself and smiling at the story those hookers from The Fornication Station told that gave me such a great dream.mature phone sex

Netflix & Chill turned dirty

best phone sexI have this guy friend that I have known for years and years, we have never even kissed before, it has always been a strictly platonic relationship with us. Apparently though, he has been crushing on me almost this whole time! I swear to god, I had no idea at all until just last night! See, he invited me over to watch netflix and chill with him… which was fine, I’ve done that a million times with him but this time he specifically asked me to wear something sexy. I was just sitting there like hmmmmm now he wants me to be sexy? I was kind of intrigued though, my friend has always been sexy, I just never thought he wanted me that way. I decided if he wants sexy, I am going to give him all the sexy he can handle! I chose a skin tight, very short dress and deliberately forgot to put on a bra or panties and picked my highest sexiest heels to go with it. You should have seen his face when I showed up at his door, shocked doesn’t even begin to describe it! We never did end up watching any netflix, we went straight to the chill part and now I have a great new fuck buddy and I couldn’t be happier!

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I have started taking some college classes. I am required to do so to keep certain licenses up to date. All of my professors happen to be men. Believe me when I say it was not on accident. I purposely did that! How is a girls suppose to get the best grades? I assume you think I should use my head and actually do school work.

Well rest assure, I will be using my head and I will be “doing” something. I will crawl under my teachers desk all class, and I will stay there all period. I want to tug every ounce of cum right out of his cock hole. I want to empty that cock out for the A I so desperately need. I am lucky I like the way the sticky cum sticks to the back of my throat. I will do anything for an A.

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Midnight Snack

cocksucking phone sexMy neighbor sent me a text and nearly 1 am. Said his wife fell asleep on him and that his cock was hard. Booo hooo I thought….ha ha! I could have been a bitch. But the truth was I was a little horny myself. Ok who am I kidding. I was ready to suck a golf ball through a garden hose that is how fucking horny I was. So he came over…snuck out of his house like he was in high school again. Which kind of added a twist to the whole situation making me even more wet. The second he walked through the door he found me already on my knees. Mouth open and ready to be fed that hard cock he spoke of. I took that thick fat dick and crammed it down my throat as he put his hand on the back of my head and fucked my face until his nut spilled out down the back of my throat!

Don’t you love my pretty feet?

foot fetishesDon’t you just love my pretty feet? I keep them freshly pedicured and always clean because I know just how many men like you can’t wait to wrap their lips around my toes. Or maybe you love a good foot job, my soft feet rubbing against that rock hard cock of yours… total bliss am I right? Of course I am right! I know you baby, and I know what you love so bring that hard dick on over here! I will take care of you the way a good girlfriend should, I’ll be everything you need me to be baby, I promise. We are going to have so so much fun together I just know it! What are you waiting for sweetie? I’ll be here all day!

Greatblow Jobs Feel Amazing

great blowjobsGreat blowjobs feel amazing. Honestly, even an okay blowjob feels pretty good. But why have average head when you can have great head, right? I am an expert cock sucker. I am in my forties, of course I can suck the chrome off a door knob. I have been sucking cock for a few decades now and I just get better  with time. I decided that I was going to give head every day of summer and I have. Only three weeks left before I return to teaching. Summer flies by when you are a sexy cock sucking milf. The way I view it, blowjobs are good for humanity. Good head, hell any head, makes men docile and happy. No violence occurs, no hate speech happens after a man has blown his wad on the face of a pretty woman. Even an ugly woman! A blow job is a blow job and most men are grateful for one, especially married men. Vic needed a blow job before he was going to stroke out. He is this guy I know from the neighborhood. Investment banker with a trophy wife who spends his money instead of taking care of his cock. I really never understood why women don’t give head more. A man getting blown on a regular basis is a happy man. He spoils his wife and he doesn’t get upset when she over spends or wrecks the car. It is a great way to keep your man in your corner all the time. Vic has a 9 inch cock, so it is not small at all. He is a millionaire too. I saw him on my morning jog yesterday and he just looked stressed. I brought him home and blew him. He didn’t resist me. He also didn’t last long, but that is to be expected when your balls haven’t been drained in a year. I woke up this morning to a nice card in my mailbox with a grand tucked inside as a special thank you. I am happy to be his cock sucking whore.

Best Phone Sex Ever

best phone sexI got a call last night that really got my juices flowing. He dominated me. He talked me through an entire scenario where he followed me home from the grocery store, and then forced his way into my apartment. He explained that he had seen me around, since he lived in the neighborhood, and that he loved how I looked, acted, treated people, and how I loved to be dominated. He wanted to dominate me, and if I didn’t mind, he’d make it well worth my while.

By that point, I was already horny as hell, though I admit some trepidation. I relented. He helped me put my groceries away before commanding that I get to the bathroom and clean myself up properly for him. I followed all my usual careful preparations, and I took a good long time getting ready. By the time I finished and walked out of the bathroom, I could smell something wonderful. I heard him yell at me that I should wear something light but pretty. I put on a lacy sundress that I had only just bought, with a pair of slip-on sandals. I walked into the kitchen, and he immediately did a once-over before demanding I assume the proper position. I got on my knees, hands on my thighs facing upward, face downcast, posture perfect. He grunted approval, then grabbed my hair and gently led me to the table.

He put my plate of food on the chair nearest his own, just so I could see what I would be dining on. It was the most lovely breast of chicken I had ever seen. It had citrus slices draped over it with rosemary and some other herbs and a lovely glaze drizzled over the entirety. He had also used my asparagus and a few new potatoes. Oh, it was lovely. He cut up all of my food, and he began to slowly feed me. After dinner, he told me to clean up the mess. He stood and watched me like a hawk, leaning up against my stove the entire time.

When I had finished, he told me I’d taken too long. He took me back to the bedroom and produced a riding crop from his own grocery bag. I don’t know or care how he had managed that. I was looking forward to the rest of the evening.

To be continued….