Phone sex therapy involving panty play is very relaxing and oh so sensual. Now it can be just me in my pretty panties as I describe how they feel on my tight bald pussy. Silken freshly shaved and the fabric riding along my sweet juicy lips as I tempt and tease my kitty for you. I have a panty fetish and a few of my callers do as well. Don’t worry I am not naming names. I would never tell who wears the panties in our online relationship! I mean it’s not always just me, that’s for sure! I hate that it is so taboo for a man to wear a pair of nice undies! I have plenty of men who are studs by day and soft and sensual panty guys by night. I don’t think any less of them. I know they still have a cock that will fuck the hell out of me. And sure plenty of small penis men have women’s envy and cross dress. But I am talking about the big burly men who will fuck you right upside the wall and pound you on the washing machine. These are the men who in the cover of the night steal girlfriends and wives panties to wear as they jack off for me! Stealing panties and masturbating with them on for me gets me so turned on that I can’t keep my fingers out of mine! Let’s wear panties together and phone fuck!
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Phone Sex Therapy Might Just Be What You Need
Hey baby. How are you? If you answered with anything other than “great” it’s time for some phone sex therapy. I know you might not think jerking off over the phone will cure what ails you, but that’s because you haven’t talked to me before. I am instinctively good at figuring out what kind of things you need and giving them to you without any hesitation or judgment. It doesn’t matter what gets you excited. I’ll give it to you with a smile on my face. I have often said that if everyone in the world got what they needed sexually, then the entire world would be different.
So tell me what I can do for you today. Do you need to talk to me about that girl you wish you’d gotten to fuck when you were younger? A lot of men call me to talk about the one that got away. I know that might not sound like something you’d need phone sex therapy for, but if she’s someone like a cousin, sister, auntie, or even your mom – well, chances are you haven’t gotten to talk to anyone about it before. But I’m here for you – ready and willing. All you have to do is call.
How I Became a Cuckold Phone Sex Expert
Sometimes, I miss being married. I was a slut wife to both husbands. They were the reasons I got into cuckold phone sex. One husband had a small dick and the other had a dick that rarely worked. I wanted to be a good faithful wife to them both, but I hit my sexual prime and they both rejected alternative lifestyles. Pride and ego came before my sexual satisfaction. Both husbands thought that the size of their wallets made them the boss of me. At the time, I was just starting out as a professor. I was not tenured yet. A beginning professor’s salary is not much. But my sexual appetite was large, and my needs were not being met. I cheated on husband number one with a guy I met at the gym. Once I had a big cock in me, cheating became easy. My gym lover had a huge cock. The kind of dick porn stars wish they had. He was four times the man my husband was with his 13-inch cock. With husband number two, I thought I had married up. He had a big dick and it worked great until we said our I do’s. Once we were married, it never got hard and he was never in the mood. By that time, I was teaching and being a naughty teacher brought me lots of young cock. I tried to have my cake and eat it too. I liked being married. The status, the comfort, the extra income…but neither husband would make my sexual needs a priority and neither wanted to be cuckolded. Each gave me ultimatums and it backfired on them both. Mature sexy women do not need to put their sexual needs on the back burner because there are plenty of younger men with working cocks to take care of them. I might marry again, but if I do, my husband is going to know what he can expect if he ever stops fucking me the way I deserve.
Slutty Scarecrow – Edge And Denial
The sun beat down on me while they beat their cocks, staring at me. I was tied like a Scarecrow to the post, in the middle of the field; naked as the day I was born. Their hands were on me, pinching my pretty little nipples, and rubbing on my bald cunt.
I was getting wetter by the second. “We love ourselves a pretty farmer’s daughter.” One of them called out as he licked his way up and down my slit. I was moaning like the slut I am the second his tongue touched my little clitty.
They caressed my skin, sliding a finger or two in to me while someone was constantly lapping at my pussy, and teasing my nipples. Every time I’d get close to cumming, they’d stop; by the fifth time, I was begging them. Please, please. I needed to cum so badly, I’d give up anything.
“Your Daddy can pay us. Twenty thousand a piece, if you want to cum so badly. Is cumming worth sixty thousand dollars, you fucking whore?”
As they edged me for a sixth time, I decided it just might be. Though Daddy would be so damn ashamed of me; his baby girl, a begging like a slut
Creamy Cunt For Country Cocks
I’ve been wet all damn day. The type of wet where I’ve soaked my panties so much, they slip and side right between my pussy lips, and rub my poor little clit with every step I take. I’ve been walking all over the farm doing handiwork all day, and I swear I’ve a huge wet spot on my overalls. Do you even know how thick overall denim is? Yeah, baby. I’m that wet.
Why, you ask, is my cunt flowing like the Nile? We got some new fam hands, and I’ll be damned if they aren’t the sexiest little treats I ever did see. One is tall, with dark chest hair and a big, fit frame. I could snort lines off his pecs until I die, or choke on his cock until he cums down my throat. The next is slim, but muscular, and I know he fucks like a stallion. He’d bury his cock deep in my sweet Southern ass, and blow a fat load right up my hole. And then there’s my big, tall Black boy with dreads past his ass, and a tongue for days. I know he’d eat then fuck my cunny until I was squirting all over the place.
I don’t know how, but I need to get fucked, right now. I’m going to go into the barn where they’re baling hay, and give them a strip show up in the loft. Whoever gets there first can have me. Either way, I’m gonna get fucked real long and hard by these filthy country cocks.