He’d begged me for my help with his fantasy, and I couldn’t refuse. I was actually looking forward to it. I actually called his wife well in advance, and she was completely on board. I showed up at his house about 2 hours before he was due home, and I introduced her to my friend Jack. Now, Jack is a burly, husky, tatted, bearded guy with a bald head and a big-ass dick. His bulge is noticeable, even when he’s fully clothed and soft. When he started stripping the moment the front door was closed, she blushed twenty shades of crimson before I could even say anything. So, rather than say anything, I walked over to her and started undressing her. She was shocked at first, but so glued was she on Jack that I had little trouble tearing all her clothes off of her. I ran a hand down her slit, and she was so wet I could have drunk her juices, and not been thirsty for a bit. Well, Jack really likes to tease and torture, so he sat down on the couch with his still-hardening cock poking up in the air. She was mesmerized by that monster, and when he started stroking his dick, her eyes followed every move of his hand. I sat her down on a chair that sort of blocked her view of him and what he was doing (with a towel over it, of course). I sat on the coffee table in front of her and drew her attention. I talked to her about what we were about to do up until her husband walked in the door. His face when he saw that big, naked man jacking off on his couch, and his wife staring brazenly at it was a combination of pissed and pained. I noticed the tent that was in it at the same time Jack crooked a finger at his wife. She immediately got up and went over to him. He pulled her down over his face and started eating her right there on her own couch as his dick throbbed and pulsed in his hand. My client went-slack jawed, and I took the opportunity to walk over to him and undo his pants as I shut the door. I started to suck him as his wife was drawn down and over that big dick. He watched as that huge cock stretched her out, and he came in my mouth as Jack hit bottom, balls-deep in my client’s wife. We carried on for over 2 hours.
Category: Phone sex therapist
Fantasy Phone Sex – Cuck
Phone Sex Therapist
I love being a phone sex therapist. I get to talk to men with all sorts of kinks and fetishes. I have a few myself. A guy I talked to last week had an intense attraction to women’s feet. He has a thing for shoes too. He hangs out at shoe stores to watch pretty girls try on shoes. He is not married and no girlfriend either. He has yet to find a real woman with whom he can explore his foot fetish. I gave him some suggestions. In the past, when I was a poor college girl, I placed ads in the back of Penny Savers and like papers. I targeted guys with foot fetishes. I have always had pretty feet. I get pedicures monthly. Always have, always will. Men would pay me anywhere from $25-$100 in the late 80s to suck on my toes, watch me walk in heels, even cum on my pretty manicured feet. It was quick, easy money. While my sorority sisters worked 20-30 hours a week serving up greasy food, I made more money with way fewer hours catering to men who love feet. It is the modern age. I suggested he place ads for feet models on Craig’s List and the Back Pages. He called me this morning to talk about his foot fantasy come true. He paid a college coed $150 to go shoe shopping with him. He bought her several expensive pairs of shoes; then they went back to his place where she gave him a foot job. I was getting so wet knowing that my phone sex therapy helped him. She let him cum on his feet and they have set up a weekly arrangement. It is win win. He gets to explore his foot fetish in real time and a cute coed gets some easy pocket cash. Whatever your fetish or kink is, I bet can help make it a reality for you too.