OMG. I just had my first lesbian experience with an amazing older lady. Doc G (AKA Ginger) is well known for her expertise in sex practices. She mainly deals in transgender issues. I was looking for someone to interview for a college thesis and I ended up in her office.
Now, I’m more of the girl next door and not super experienced, so it came as a shock to me that a man would rather have a pussy than a cock. I could not imagine why anyone would want to give up a fat, hard cock for a pitiful little fuckhole. I guess I didn’t realize the power of the pussy.
Doc G was a kind and sophisticated woman. After an hour with her, I was totally enthralled by this smart and sexy creature. She answered all of my questions and I thought I was ready to leave. But then she reached out and touched my hand. “Rebecca, have you ever had a female lover?” My face turned red and I tried to stammer, but she just smiled.
She reached out and slid her hand into my blouse and fondled my breast. I didn’t feel violated by her touch. In fact, it was very nice. She then slid her hand up my skirt and parted my pussy lips. “Shhhhh.” she whispered. “Feel. Don’t talk.” Her gentle fingers expertly touched my tingling clit. I moaned softly and leaned back on her couch. I helped her pull off my panties and stroked her blonde hair as she went down on my soaking slit. Her magical tongue twisted me like no man ever had. Her fingers stroked me gently, so unlike a man’s relentless and impatient probing invasion. Within minutes, I was arching electrically in an orgasm that seemed to go on and on. The couch was soaked with my cum.
“There, how did you like that?” she smiled. I reached for her and kissed her, tasting my pussy on her lips. We spent the rest of the afternoon exploring each others bodies. She made me cum so many times. And she taught me to pleasure her in return. No wonder these men were wanting to cut off their penises and become women. It was amazing.
I’ve made an appointment for next week to learn about cuckolding. She says every woman should know how to do this to keep a man in line. She wants me to train with her and her own husband. I can barely wait for my next experience with her. She says that if I learn quickly, she will hire me as an apprentice for the summer. I have a feeling that this will be the best summer ever!!!
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Best Phone Sex is Honest Phone Sex
Best phone sex is honest phone sex. Guys ask me all the time what is my favorite thing to talk about on a call. I always give a vague answer because variety is the spice of life. I like to talk about all sorts of things, but I keep it real. I have no limits because so many many things get this mature phone sex slut wet. Just today I got off so good, I squirted on my computer screen. What made me so hot and bothered that I coated my laptop in girl jizz? Small cock humiliation. I couldn’t fuck Shane’s small pecker, but I sure as fuck could laugh at it. I did just that. I let out a litany of small dick slams, while calling him worthless and ordering him to go put on some pretty pink panties. A decade ago, I likely would have been nice and coddled a tiny dick loser, but the gloves are off now. And you know what? It is such a turn on to not hold back. As a seasoned phone whore, I give you the honest truth. So, if you can’t handle the truth, then I am the wrong phone sex therapist for you. Brutal honesty makes my pussy drip.
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.
The Best Phone Sex is Unexpected
The best phone sex can happen anywhere anytime. I use to talk dirty to my second husband before I became a professional phone sex whore. I remember this one time when he was overseas. It was night time where he was and I was home from work baking for a holiday party later that night. I had just put a batch of cookies in the oven when he called. I took my clothes off, hopped up on my kitchen island and started rubbing my clit as I listened to my husband tell me how well he would eat my pussy. I could hear him slapping his hard shaft, which made me rub my clit harder. One of the many reasons I became a professional mature phone sex slut was so I could hear men jacking off for me.
I was lost in the sensation of my pussy pulsating that I neglected to smell the burning coming from the oven until the smoke detectors went off and the sprinklers came on. I was laying on the kitchen island naked and wet when my neighbor burst in thinking I needed saving. And I thought chivalry was dead. I stunned him being naked and spread eagle. But he must have liked what he saw because he had a huge boner in his pants. By this time I had disconnected with my husband on the phone. I did not get my happy ending, but there was a handsome man in front of me with a hard on. Seemed like providence to me.
It would have been rude of me not to blow him after he was planning on risking his life to save me, right? A blowjob is not cheating I told myself as I swallowed his hard shaft down my throat. I may have crossed a line when he started fucking me on the kitchen island, but I had just nearly escaped death! He fucked me pretty damn good too. Why is it that cheating sex is so hot? We vowed never to fuck again as we were both married and neighbors, but that didn’t go as planned. He was a really good fuck. Few months after my husband came back to the states we divorced. Turns out I can’t just have one cock in my pussy. Fidelity isn’t my thing.
So here I am a twice divorced, getting off with my callers on the phone and fucking whomever I want. I love my life. Fidelity is overrated.
The Best Phone Sex Sluts Give Great Blowjobs
I had to go to school today to meet with a student’s father. I didn’t want to go, it is my summer break, but he begged me to give him some advice on how to improve his daughter’s reading comprehension skills. I didn’t look very professional in my sun dress and flip flops, but I was hitting the beach afterwards. I didn’t resent the meeting as much when I saw that he was very handsome. My pussy was purring in my panties for him.
I heard him talking, but honestly, all I could think about was his cock. How big was it? Did it work? How much cum would it shoot? Was it thick. “Am I distracting you,” he asked, which jolted me back to reality. Fuck it, I told myself. I climbed up on my desk, crawled over to him, reached down to unzip his pants and sucked his cock at my desk. Great blowjobs are often unexpected. He seemed stunned, but no smart guy, married or not, resists head. We all know a ring on a finger makes way too many women forget how to blow a guy.
His cock responded nicely to my mouth, getting thicker and harder. I squeezed his balls too. I was content just sucking him off, but he wanted to taste me too. I turned around on the desk and backed my ass right up against his tongue until he was muff diving. His tongue flicked my clit and probed my pussy until I gave him a jet blast of girl goo on his face. I don’t always squirt, but when I do, it’s usually all over a married man’s face. We exchanged numbers so I can really help him with his daughter. Actually, any excuse I can make to ride his tongue again.