My pussy was aching the day I got your letter. The sound of your words hit my soul and caused my heart to breathe for the thought of you here. Imagine me with my tits brushed against your back and letting my hair fall on your waist as I unzipped your jeans and let out your massive cock into my waiting hands. I loved the feel of your apple as we both called your balls and biting into them with my teeth whenever you commanded. Slowly circling your cock in my hand while you pushed me down on the floor because you wanted your cum tease in my awaiting mouth. It was one of those things that attracted to me at first. I remember our meeting at Café De Flore in Paris, the way you looked in my eyes and smiled and how much I wanted to take you there and feel the swirl of your bulging sack in my hands.
I wanted to parade around town with the thought of your cock in my ass as it pulled me apart but it was our first meeting and didn’t want you to think of me badly. But when I came home and felt the gentle kiss of your hand against my hair I knew just the thought of you would keep my juices flowing. It was one of those things that I could not ignore. I remember the caress against my skin as I danced in the moon light to your hand clapping or the significance of how you held my legs in the air and probed my hole with your fingers and how you tasted my juices on your hand. The smile of your caress as you held me in your arms backing into me causing my plum to increase in size and let go. You wanted to taste me then but you had a flight to catch and had to be going. I warmed to the thought of seeing you again and having that cock swirl around my tongue and my legs spread to hit my inner core and womb planting our seed there. I felt your aggression and push as you tore into my hole causing it to dance and wondered on the phone as I talked to you with my fingers lowered to my clit. Would we ever experience Paris again?
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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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Throbbing Phone Sex
The cum from my pussy drenched out and I couldn’t wait to feel his massive cock inside my little tiny hole. He was going to cum inside me again which seemed like it had been happening for the longest time between him and I. I wonder if his wife knew just what kind of kinky freak she married. He liked to flip me over and pull my cheeks apart and place his tongue in my aching hole and then he would take no prisoners with my ass when he would just pull his man fruit out and fuck it deep up my tiny asshole. I would try not to cry out as he pumped his tool into me but it was all I could not to squirt all over him as he pumped me with his man seed. My pussy was always so drenched when he came to visit and I was always like a hungry bear ready to fill that prime meat sauce all over my back side.
My pussy was so fucking hot that I wanted to finger it now but I didn’t dare invade his personal space. I wanted to have my juices squirt for him when he came to visit me and I couldn’t allow myself the pleasure. So here I was sitting waiting for the biggest dick of the century to invade my tight little ass and make it whole. So I wouldn’t call it betrayal if you picked up the phone and we played together. Maybe putting my head on your nice swollen head will give me the detour I need until he gets here. That nice throbbing growth in my mouth and me swallowing that big juicy fruit down my throat. Yummy that seems like fun! But wait you haven’t called yet so how could this be? Call and make this tight little ass feel better.
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?
Lesbian Phone Sex: The Hot Teacher Meets the Hot Soccer Mom
Lesbian phone sex is so hot. Honestly, until last week, I have only phone fucked men. But, during parent teacher meetings last week, I met Puma; the tall, hot, stacked, mother of one of my male students. She was curious to meet the hot teacher her son is always talking about. I was embarrassed. I thought she was calling me out; somehow upset that her son finds me attractive. I was just thankful that I had not been a naughty teacher with this particular student. During our meeting, I felt like she was sizing me up, trying to ascertain if I had ever fucked her son. Actually, it turns out she was just trying to feel me out. She how open I am sexually. Like her son, she was attracted to me too.
I teach sex education classes and do phone sex; nothing is off limits with me. We exchanged numbers after she suggested we have drinks. Initially, I thought she just wanted to be friends. But then she started texting me pictures of her smoking hot naked body. Don’t consider myself a lesbian, but she has a body that makes my pussy purr. When she called me to arrange a get together, we started talking dirty. She said she couldn’t wait to eat my cunt. She ordered me to finger fuck my pussy and channel her tongue through my fingers. She was aggressive, and dominating, and it completely turned me on. We came together on the phone. I even let her hear how wet my pussy was just from taking sexy with her.
We met the next evening. If she was that amazing of a phone fuck, she was going to be one hell of real fuck. I was so naughty. I actually went to her house, despite the fact that one of my students was her son and she was married to my son’s soccer coach. Perhaps these tidbits made it more taboo, more hot. We shared a bottle of wine in her basement bar. When she kissed me, my whole body turned to mush. Her kiss made me weak. Also made me super wet. She slid a finger up my pussy, finger fucked me like a teen girl gets fucked in the back seat of a car on Prom Night. I slid a few fingers up her dripping fuck hole too. Next thing you know, we are 69ing on the bar. She licks pussy like a full time lesbian.
We spent several hours exploring every inch of each other’s bodies. Her fingers and tongue left no part of my body uncharted. I did my best to lick every inch of her body too, even rimmed her hot ass. I have had my share of pussy over the years, but not like this. Puma was clearly a porn star lesbian trapped in a housewife’s life. We have phone fucked and sexted every day since I met her in my classroom. Hopefully, I will have the pleasure of her pussy on my face again very soon. Fraternizing with students’ parents is a terminable offense, but if you tasted that cunt, and felt those fingers inside you, you would understand that it is a risk worth taking.
Getting What I Want
From time to time I have to meet with buyers from different retail establishments to procure garments for my Boutiques. Most times these meetings I look forward to, after all what woman doesn’t want to get their hands on the latest styles to wear before anyone else has them? This time I met with one of the most boring people in the world. Not only was he boring, he was an asshole. Nothing makes picking out inventory worse then having an asshole show you that inventory. PLUS, he didn’t know the difference between the designers. Why is this man even in fashion?!?
I had had it. I could not take spending one more minute with him. I told him thank you and that I would call my order in when one of the other buyers were available. As I was gathering my coat and purse I heard him say to one of the other workers, “She is such a bitch, we shouldn’t sell to her at all.” I put my things down and walked up to him. He said, “Yes? I thought you were leaving.” I told him, “Oh this bitch isn’t going anywhere except up a few floors to the CEO’s office.” With that I made my way to the 8th floor and waited to meet with the CEO.
When I went into the office I found the CEO to be most gracious. Not only did he call the asshole up to his office and confront him about what he had said, he explained to him that he would be sending an email to other retailers that he knew explaining what had happened, so Mr. Asshole would have a very hard time finding another job in this industry. After the asshole left the CEO asked me if there was anything else he could do for me.
I have to admit, I love when men wield their power over someone. Watching him dispose of the asshole made me extremely horny. I made small talk for a bit, but eventually we ended up on his couch fucking. Not only did I get a rude person fired, I had my carnal needs satisfied, and I was even given a discount on all merchandise that I wanted. What started out as a bad day turned into a very good one and I would like to thank Mr. Asshole for all he did for me that day.