I’d seen on an online hookup site an ad for a local swingers party I wanted to go to. Of course hubby would be doing no swinging, but he would watch me while I did and no doubt get quite hard in doing so. I walked in with him on a dog collar and leash and laughed as ones pointed to him. I saw several couples fucking in various places, the floor, a couch, one pair standing up against a wall. I went over to the ones on the couch and stood watching up close and asked if I could join, they were happy to have me join them, His partner was ringing the man and I sat on his face, I was wearing no panties under my short skirt I hiked up and he started licking my already wet pussy quite well. My hubby knelt on the floor and watched, he started rubbing himself through his pants and I knew he loved watching me get eaten in front of him. His partner came and got off, and he asked if I’d like to fuck, I said of course and got off his face and onto his thick, likely eight inch cock, it was thick and hard as fuck. My hubby had pulled out his tiny cock and was practically drooling watching my pussy get pumped full of that hard dick. I was grinding against this man I didn’t even know the name of with his cock inside of me as my hubby shot his few drops all over his hand on his pitiful cock, the man I was riding came into me and I was soon standing over my kneeling husband as he licked out every drop, yes, it was a fun party indeed!
Category: Phone sex therapy
Phone Sex Therapy The Dominating Way
Best Phone Sex is Honest Phone Sex
Best phone sex is honest phone sex. Guys ask me all the time what is my favorite thing to talk about on a call. I always give a vague answer because variety is the spice of life. I like to talk about all sorts of things, but I keep it real. I have no limits because so many many things get this mature phone sex slut wet. Just today I got off so good, I squirted on my computer screen. What made me so hot and bothered that I coated my laptop in girl jizz? Small cock humiliation. I couldn’t fuck Shane’s small pecker, but I sure as fuck could laugh at it. I did just that. I let out a litany of small dick slams, while calling him worthless and ordering him to go put on some pretty pink panties. A decade ago, I likely would have been nice and coddled a tiny dick loser, but the gloves are off now. And you know what? It is such a turn on to not hold back. As a seasoned phone whore, I give you the honest truth. So, if you can’t handle the truth, then I am the wrong phone sex therapist for you. Brutal honesty makes my pussy drip.
What To Do?
It’s a lazy Sunday afternoon. What to do? My nipples are hard and my pussy is aching but the only one here is my husband with his tiny dick and inadequate ability to satisfy this pussy of mine.
I think I will dig out some huge toys from my treasure chest and pop in my favorite big dick porn and make him watch as I fuck myself to completion while watching men I don’t even know fuck on the tube.
He will sit there with that forlorn look on his face and that wistful look in his eyes. The one that says he would give anything in the world to be inside my hot wet pussy. That if he had a Jeanie in a bottle he would wish for a big dick and the ability to be a real man to his gorgeous wife.
I of course will taunt and humiliate him, which brings me more pleasure and makes me cum harder then if I was masturbating alone.
My Wicked Indulgence
Two beautiful victims, Cassandra and Fiona. Both needing and wanting his brutal attention. Both begging for the ultimate abuse, degradation and pain. They both live to bleed for him, would gladly die for him and love to be used by him. When he is aggravated or stressed he can take it out on either one of them. Both of their pussies throb and flow hot and wet for his brutality. The savage beast in him is soothed as he beats them before fucking their bleeding and broken bodies until he is satiated. He loves both of them in his own sick and twisted way and they love him. He fears that one day he will beat them to death and have to fuck their corpse and then try to find a way to dispose of it. And he admits that his biggest fear is also the ultimate fantasy. That he often masturbates to the fantasy after he has brutally assaulted them and they are laying beaten, broken and bloody on the floor next to his bed.
He brought them to me for a session. Why he cares how they really feel deep inside is beyond him. But after several sessions with me he is beginning to dig deeper.
They are both just as beautiful as he said. Both adamant about needing the abuse like the air that they breath. In our session together I gave them the abuse they crave just like he does. I have to admit that I derived a great deal of sexual satisfaction and felt empowered as the abuser. It was much like the power I feel when humiliating my husband during cuckold sex.
I look forward to many sessions with the three of them both watching the girls be abused and abusing them myself. I must confess that I have no intention of trying to help any of them now that I have tasted the thrill of abuse.
Using them will be my wicked indulgence.























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