I was driving home from work and my car broke down. Wouldn’t you know the cell was dead and with the car not starting I couldn’t even plug it in and charge. Sitting in my car on the side of the road starring into space and wondering what the hell I was going to do I was on the verge of tears.
That is when he tapped on my window. I looked up into his big blue eyes and my car problems were forgotten for a second, replaced by the desire to undress this man.
Rolling down my window he introduced himself and offered his assistance. After looking under the hood he said it would need to be fixed at a shop and luckily he was a mechanic.
He hooked my car up and to his shop we went. Once there he asked if I would be willing to barter for the work. He explained that his wife had recently left him and he had blue balls from hell. Masturbating was getting old and he wanted to feel a nice warm pussy around his cock.
I was thrilled to say yes. I got my car fixed and ucked the shit out of this gorgeous man. I will be taking care of him on a regular basis.
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The Barter System
Filling In For A Friend
My dear friend is the masseuse for the Hawks. That is right the Seattle Sea-hawks. It’s preseason and she got sick with the flu. She needed someone to fill in for her so she gave me a call since only a doctor can technically do the job. Never mind that I am a sex therapist not a licensed masseuse. I have a license. There was no way I was going to turn down the chance to rub down a bunch of muscular, hot and sweaty football players. I could only imagine what they are working with between their legs and how much stamina they must have!
Standing there in the locker room as they come in off the field, the smell of masculinity and testosterone is thick in the air and my pussy soaks my panties. Without thinking I reach between my legs and start rubbing my pussy and my nipples get rock hard and strain against the material of my skimpy blouse. This is going to be one interesting afternoon.
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Ew! There is nothing that makes this best phone sex babe more nauseated then to think that someone with a little peter thinks he is worthy of this pussy. Whenever I even see a little tiny clit dick I get a lump in my throat. It is like a mix between puking at laughing at the small dick humiliation loving fairy fag. I mean he has to love it right? Otherwise he would not try to show off something so pathetic to me.
It is easy to make the best phone chat lines little dick toys fall in love with this cunt. They know there is nothing better then pretty teen pussy. They would do anything just to enjoy a little taste of my sweetness. They would even take it right up the ass from a strap on I am wearing, just to say that I have had sex with them . After I plow deep into their ass holes and they cum their little marbles all over their own stomachs I will laugh and toss my strap on to their face. That way they can be lucky enough to lick whatever juices I may have left on it off. HaHa so pathetic!
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I have been such a horny whore this morning. My pussy has been dripping down my thighs since I woke up. I decided to go to the store and look for some trouble. When I was there, I overheard a couple conversing with some people about who cleans their house. I swear I should just slap my clit and finger fuck my pussy myself- but I just can not resist. I need to be a kinky little cum filled slut. My twat is aching to be fucked good and hard. I interrupt them, and say that I clean houses and I am actually looking for some work. They arrange for me to come over and clean their dirty messes up. Perfect job for a whore like me. It is no surprise that just the husband is home when I arrive. I am dressed in a slutty little maid outfit, he looks me up and down and invites me in. He seems so shy, but judging by his friend in his pants reaching towards me- I will go ahead and assume he likes what he sees. I enter the house and he shows me around, giving me a tour of the house. He shows me the living room, I push him to the couch. I straddle his lap and his cock. He is as hard as a rock underneath of me! I grind up against him, rubbing my pussy up and down the outline of his dick. I get on my knees, in between his legs. I am about to be a naughty maid for him. I want to lick and suck up his sperm filled balls, and when he bust his nut I will make sure to clean it all the way up. I want to obey every duty he needs me to fulfill.
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.
This Naughty Teacher Celebrates Bad Poetry Day with Cock and Cum
This naughty teacher knows how to celebrate Bad Poetry Day. I had a few former well hung male students over for a little poetry reading and cock sucking. I’m a sex ed teacher, not a literature professor, so a lab rat could write better poems. Laugh all you want at my little silly poems, they all got me dick. We turned our bad poetry reading into a drinking game. This one got me several loads of cum down my throat, and I had to do a few shots of Tequila to make up for it being so cheesy.
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This MILF is sucking your cock
When the clock strikes two
She wants your goo
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The boys started calling me Edgar Allen Oh Hell No. We were really just using bad poetry day as an excuse to drink and fuck. Personally, this MILF loves any excuse to party with the college studs. This bad creation got my pussy licked while I sucked cock.
Roses are nice
Violets are fine.
You be the six
This MILF be the nine.
So my poems suck. So does my mouth. The boys appreciated my dirty limericks. They knew I was just a horny old broad needing to get laid. They were happy to help crown me the reigning bad poet of the campus. My prize? Loads and loads of cum.