It was the middle of the storm and as usual it was raining in Seattle the patter of the rain hit my face as I headed for my car and caught the phone as I smiled at the number. Raising my voice to an octave whisper I smiled and answered the call wanting nothing more than to duck in the car and be alone with the thought of you. My pussy was wrenching from just the baritone of your voice and the smile in your face when you said you had been thinking of me all day. You couldn’t wait to get to me and so I slipped in the car to hear you as the rain from the outside pelted the car. Closing the car door, I got comfortable in my seat and prepared myself for the wild ride you always took me on during our phone conversations.
Pulling my hair from behind my ear I listened to you tell me how to place my hands above my waist. You begin to tell me to move as my lover would and I began to brush my nipples and tempting the aching flesh until my cheeks burned from the need to have you go further. Unbuttoning my shirt I played with my navel and slowly worked my way down to the aching need to go further. And further you were going you wanted me to undo my skirt and I did so willingly thinking of nothing but to put my finger in my aching pussy and pull you closer to me on the phone. You told me your cock ached for my youthful fruit and you wanted to shove your dick in me but you wanted to turn over and have me eat your incurving asshole. Spreading your cheeks and kissing your innerlining bliss of life that wanted to show. I wanted so much to turn you over and spill your seed on my aching lips. But.. Call me what are you waiting for I want to tell you the rest.
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Mature Phone Sex Gone Wrong
Last month I had a hot romantic date with a much younger man for Valentine’s Day. He had a limo pick me up, took me to a very chichi restaurant. I was impressed. Most men his age think a pizza and a 6 pack is fine dining. I invited him back to my place to continue our date. I so wanted to fuck him. I lit some candles, slipped into something sexy, prepared for him to fuck me like an animal. We started off on the couch. His body was amazing. Ripped from head to toe, with a nice cock. I started stroking his massive member while he finger fucked my wet pussy.
I stood up to show him my hot body in its entirety, then bent over to devour his cock with my salivating mouth. As I twisted my hand up and down his cock, working my mouth and hand around his shaft firmly to milk some pre cum out the swollen tip, I felt my own juices running down my thighs. He pulled me onto the couch, to sit on his cock. As I lowered my cunt, I gushed juices over his balls. I was so wet and we hadn’t even really started yet. A few bounces on his cock and I was moaning like crazy.
We started fucking in every position possible on the couch. When we were side by side on the couch, I was so wet his cock slipped out my cunt and went right in my ass. He tried to apologize, but I love ass sex. I told him to keep fucking my hot ass. Eventually, he flipped me over, pounded me against the couch so hard I actually thought we would tip over the couch. I was feeling like a gymnast, so I sat on top of the couch, spread my legs wide and he stood up on the couch to fuck my ass. Kind of like fucking on one of those exercise balls, we were both a little unstable. But it felt so good. I felt so young and in shape being able to keep up with a 20 something stud.
Then I guess the combo of his thrusting so hard, and me being on the top of the couch, threw my balance off. I started to fall backwards off the couch. He tried to grab me, but leaned forward too far, tipping the couch over with us joined at my ass. I landed on my back, he landed on me, and the couch landed on us both. Nothing like a concussion, cracked ribs and lots of bruises to kill a mood. Despite the pain we were both in, we couldn’t help but laugh. I can’t believe I tried to keep up with him. I’m not as flexible or limber as I used to be. Apparently not as light either. I landed with a thud.
Up until the ER visit, it was one of the hottest nights of my life. But at least now, I have a funny sex story. Do you have a sex gone wrong story? I may have been embarrassed that I over shot my abilities, but once my ribs heal, I plan on fucking that boy again, just next time I’ll wear a helmet and knee pads.
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Roleplay phone sex with sweet Kelly
You have no idea how important it is to me to satisfy you. All I want to be is your nasty little fuck toy. I know it might be hard to believe because I look so sweet and innocent, but sometimes all I really want is to be used. I want to kneel in front of you and worship your cock the way you deserve. I want you to relax and just let me do all the work. Gag me with your cock or fill my tight, young pussy up. Whatever you want, I’ll do. No questions asked and I’ll never deny you. You’re rock hard dick is the only thing I need. I love seeing how hard I make you. How just watching me and feeling me can make you cum. I love feeling your body on top of me and how warm my body feels under yours. I hope you feel the same way too.
Naughty teacher knows her Doris Day!
When I was just a little girl, I told my mother just what I’d be: a teacher. I wanted to grow up to learn things, then teach them to young men and women. But being a little girl, I firmly believed that boys were stupid, so I said I would grow up to mostly teach boys.
My mother just laughed, and said that I could want to be whatever I wanted, and whatever I’d be, I’d be.
That was many years ago, and look at me now – teaching all the men in my neighborhood how to fuck a woman properly! I teach them what it’s like to be with a real woman who has years of experience pleasing men, and they’re taught what it’s like to receive grade-A blowjobs from the sexiest MILF in town!
I make it my duty to ensure that every boy in town properly knows how to fuck his girl’s brains out. He doesn’t pass my course until he causes me to scream loud enough that I rattle the windows.
Unfortunately, so many young men are treated poorly to begin with, and they’ve never had a proper fucking the way they need it, either. And so, I tend to spend a lot of time with many of my students in “remedial studies.”
How would you like to enroll in some evening courses with me? You’ve always had a thing for Teacher, haven’t you?