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.
Category: Sexy phone sex
The Barter System
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.
Hickory dickory dock
This MILF is sucking your cock
When the clock strikes two
She wants your goo
Hickory dickory cock
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.
Amateur Porn
I love giving them what their wives don’t. They are always so grateful for the attention!
Last week, I met this married guy and he was so pissed at his wife that he wanted to take me home and fuck me right on her side of the bed. He said he wanted her to sleep in my juice that night!
Well ok! Let’s go!
We were in the bedroom fucking like crazy!
He was sitting up against the head board and I was sitting in his lap facing away from him while he pounded my tight little cuntI
We were video taping it so he could show his wife so he wanted to make sure she could see how pretty I was! (isn’t that just the sweetest thing!)
So I was bouncing up and down on his big fat cock when she walked in!
Boy was she pissed!
She grabbed the video camera and started taping it herself, yapping on about how her lawyer is gonna love this!
Si I told her that she wasn’t gonna want to miss this next part and to get closer so she could get a good shot!
Then I slide his meat deep into my ass! It was so hard and so tight! I told her to make sure she got a good shot of her husbands nice thick cock tearing apart my little ass!
When she got close enough, I grabbed her head with my thighs and squeezed real hard so she couldn’t move!
Then I told her husband that on the count of three, I want him to cum for me! Show her exactly what she is going to be missing!
Then I started to count….
One….cum on baby….give it to me!
Two……fill me up with all that warm sweet yummy cream!
Three….yes baby! Give me everything you’ve got!
Then Just as he was starting to explode, I pulled his cock out of my tight little ass and we both exploded all over that squirming bitches little face!
It wasn’t until after I released her from the head lock that we realized, we came so hard, we shorted out the camera! I guess it’s just her word against his now!
Phone sex therapy
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.
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.





















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