I went to go see a therapist all this week. I have a bit of a problem. I really love sex. My therapist has been talking through things with me, saying that it is normal and that I need to explore this in a healthy way. So she has scheduled for a man to sit in on our sessions. She gets naked every meeting that we have. Her body is so sexy I just can’t even resist not wanting to rub her pussy against mine. I walk in and the man is naked as well. I uncomfortably take a seat, feeling my wet panties press up against my pussy lips. She ask me how I feel about what I am seeing. I describe to her the Lightning it shoots up my spine. The man gets up and goes behind me to take my shirts off and to play with my nipples and tits. I moan and I squirt more pussy juices in my panties. If I don’t get my skirt and panties off, they won’t be wearable. My therapist gets on her knees in front of me and takes my skirt and panties off. She begins to lick up my dripping wet snatch as the man sucks on my neck and tits. This is the best session yet, she really has helped me and my urges a lot.
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Foreign Cum Tasting
Every month or so Simon and I go out to enjoy a bit of wine tasting at a vineyard a few miles out of the city. It was a lovely clear star filled sky kind of night and after tasting a few glasses, I headed out into the vineyard to clear my head. Simon was more than happy to stay in the dining room to watched the hired entertainment. I was going to find my own.
I had wandered towards the large barn where they make the wine when I saw him. The hottest man I had ever laid eyes on. He was shirtless and only wearing a pair of white pants. It looked amazing on his dark mocha sun kissed skin. I was wet from just looking. He noticed my gaze and brushed some of his dark hair out of his eyes, then he motioned for me to follow. How could I not?!
As soon as I stepped into the dimly lit building, I felt his strong hand wrap around my wrist as he pulled me farther into the rows of barrels. We stopped in the shadows and I fell to my knees, shocking him. He said something, but it wasn’t in english and I doubted he even knew a word of it. Undoing his pants, I was amazed at the size of his cock. Licking my lips, I eagerly took him into my mouth. Rolling my tongue around the tip of him and then bobbing my head down to take as much of him into my hot wet lips. I had to use both of my hands to help hold all of him and I sucked him. Hearing him moan, I was pleased to be making him feel welcome. I stroke and suck on him with delight and then feeling him getting close, I keep stroking and sit back slightly with my mouth open wide. As he cums, I eagerly catch all that I can in my lips, my hands milking him of as much of his hot seed as possible. Then looking up into his dark eyes, I close my mouth and swallow it all. This was the wine I was after. The sweet wine I crave.
I Want To Try All The Flavors
I love sexy men in clean cut suits driving their nice cars.
I imagine unbuttoning that crisp starched shirt and making your wildest fantasies come true!
I love men in jeans and pick up trucks…not tight jeans. Real men in a real pair of Levis or Wranglers and nothing else!
I imagine the perfect package just behind that rugged zipper! Sometimes I drive by construction sites just to look at you!
I love the “average” guy, driving around in the mini-van. The guy whose wife doesn’t appreciate him. I love to flirt with you and make you feel sexy like you are 18 again!
I hate to say it, but every man in the world is sexy to me!
There are so many men and you all have your different style of fucking and I love every bit of it!
I love serving you and being your submissive little slut.
I love controlling you because your money has no power in the bedroom.
I love it fast and hard and slow and easy.
I love a quicky in the coat closet and I love laying in bed on a rainy day and fucking all day long!
Yes, the world is my ice cream shop and I want to try all the flavors!
Best phone sex with Gwen
There is nothing hotter than a man on his knees begging for more.
More humiliation, more name calling.
I am paid to make these rich men suck my fake cock.
Oh I wish it was really so I could blow my load right up their noses.
Instead they pay me to make them suck my cock like a faggot whore.
They beg for it.
These men have small cocks, unhappy lives and a sit ton of money to waste.
I am more than willing to break their bank and make them beg for more cock.
I love listening to them whimper as I spank them.
They way they gag and choke on my dick makes me wet.
The fact that they pay me to do these things to them makes my pussy drip.
They beg to eat my cunt until Their mouth goes numb.
I love these sissy fags and their small cocks.
Best Phone Sex for a Little Dicked Ex-Boyfriend
I met this guy the other day. I thought he was super sex but he kept staring at me from across the room. I had no idea who he even was. When he came up to me I could taste his cologne. Way too much. He said that he was an ex boyfriend of mine. I thought he still had the wrong person, but i kept flirting with him any way. He thought he was a real smooth talker,kept scooting close to me before running his hands up my leg. We started making out and next think I know I am topless and he is kissing all over my nipples telling me i have the best phone sex body. I usually go for mature phone sex men, they really know how to work it. This is why too. This guy unzips his pants and shows me his little button of a cock. I stopped and laughed at him. He tried to pursued me to touch it, telling me it was not hard yet. I assured him it would never be big enough for a hot chick like me, laughing even harder. He whimpered like a sad little puppy so i decided to throw him a bone. I let him eat my pussy, over my panties of course, till i came. I was nice enough to little him jerk that little clit dick of his too. Aren’t I such a sweetheart?
Lust was in his eyes…
It has been years since I have seen him. His smile had not changed. He still worn the same cologne, same hair cut and he even kept his beard the same. But something about him was different. He had grown up. I saw the gold ring on his finger and it caught my eye as he walked across the parking lot to me. I was standing there my hair was blowing in the wind. It picked up hem of my dress. I was standing there smiling while pumping my gas. His hug was sweet, warm and welcoming. He squeezed me tight and took a long breath in smelling my dark brown hair. I felt him get hard against my hip. He grabbed my hand and started walking into the gas station. I knew where he was taking me and I could not deny my body. I was craving him as much as he wanted me.
We walked into the bathroom and he locked the door behind me. When he turned around he pushed me against the wall and his right hand was lightly around my neck as his left hand slid up my dress and to my panties. The feeling of his gold ring caressing my pussy lips made me even wetter. After all this time He still wanted me. I undid his belt and unzipped his pants helping them fall to his feet. I pulled his hard cock out as he slowly kissed down my body pulling my panties off and over my heel as he lifted my leg over his shoulder. He pushed his tongue in-between my pussy lips and started sucking my clit. Feeling his beard against my thighs and bald cunt was mesmerizing. I pulled him up to my lips and kissed him, tasting myself on his lips and tongue. The push of the head of his cock slowly going into my pussy for the first time in years made me dripping wet. We fucked hard but slow. Against the cold wall in the gas station bathroom.





















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