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That one neighbor…

sensual phone sexSome women just get sensual phone sex. There’s an art to being classy-trashy. It’s not about cursing and being crude. It’s a slow sexy build up that leaves you wanting more. That’s the way I love phone sex.

I’ve been your neighbor for years. You’re a lot older than me and I’m guessing that by all of the grandbrats hanging out, that you aren’t getting your needs met.  I guess with your wife getting older, those balls aren’t getting emptied regularly. You better use it before you lose it, daddy.

I saw you hanging out in the yard while I was washing my car. I smiled at you and walked into my garage. You followed me, pushing me against my work bench, kissing me. I put my finger to my lips. “Ssssshhhh.” as I dropped to my knees and unzipped your pants. I took just the head of your cock into my mouth, slowly teasing you. I cupped your balls, feeling their fullness and need. I took your poor old penis to the hilt, then looked up at you with big blue eyes. “You taste so good, daddy.” I purred. I feel your hands stroking my hair as I pull a load of creamy cum from your dick. Your whole body shudders with pleasure. “Thank you, sweetie.” I hear you whisper as you walk away, your silver hair making feel like I did something good. I know you will be back. Even classic cars run like new ones with the right lubrication. I have a feeling you just got an STP Gas treatment.  You just need a little tune-up now. Hurry back, sexy. My engine is purring….

Phone Sex Therapy for Her

She was so stressed that I could feel it. I started off with a massage, around her head and shoulders, her neck. I slid my hands down around her tits and massaged them for a bit before moving to unbutton her blouse. I caressed down her stomach and belly, long strokes that were meant to relax and stimulate. Phone sex therapyBy the time I got to her cunt, she was gyrating her hips and kissing me. I slipped my hand into the undone waistband of her skirt and straight to her cunt, rubbing around her clit. Then, I got up and pulled her to the bedroom, laid her on the bed, and buried my face between her thighs. My tongue danced over and around her clit as my fingers dove deep inside of her, starting that long, sweet drive. After a few minutes of my eating her, she begged me to give her my cunt, so I slipped around and straddled her face. She immediately started doing amazing things to my cunt with her own tongue and fingers. She spread my ass cheeks apart and licked up and down there, too. We kept eating each other, fingering each other, until we got so close we were bucking hips. At that point, I needed her against me, so I whirled and kissed her deeply as I drove my fingers into her, massaging her clit at the same time. She followed suit and filled my cunt up with her fingers, driving my clit with her thumb, and we came together into each others mouths. She definitely relaxed after that!

Phone sex therapy

phone sex therapy

I am a very good listener. I have a home office in which I take people to come see me and to vent about their problems. Today I have a man sitting down on my couch and he is telling me about how his wife just doesn’t always feel like having his cock rammed in her holes.

I casually spread my legs open, exposing my bare pussy with no panties to him. I start rubbing it as he continues on to his story about how he just wants to fuck. I tell him that he seems very needy and like he isn’t being taken care of very well. His cock is swollen through his pants.

I offer him a release, to fix all of his problems. I stand up and walk over to him and get between his legs. I undo his pants and whip out his big cock. I lick his shaft up and down. I suck on him pumping him into my mouth. He moves my mouth off of his cock.

I stand up and straddle his big dick and go ahead and sit right on his cock, forcing him into my sloppy wet tight pussy. I bounce up and down that cock telling him that it is okay to let it out. Let out all his feelings and that big fat cum load. Everyone needs a release sometime.

Phone Sex Therapy

phone sex therapyPhone sex therapy is for men and women. Some women need it just as badly as you guys; especially if they suffer under the delusion that cock size doesn’t matter. Of course it matters. Size always matters. I have this one cuckold I have been seeing for almost a year now. I use the word cuckold loosely because he cannot get his wife to fuck another man. He is a cuckold wannabe. All my suggestions to get her to cheat on him so she would see the light, failed. I was out of options, so I told him to bring his wife with him to our next therapy session. He had to trick her because she didn’t know he was seeing a phone sex therapist for his small dick issue. She is that delusional woman we all know who thinks being a good wife means blowing smoke up her husband’s ass about his sexual prowess in the bedroom. When they arrived, I had a surprise for them both. Zach was there as a live aid of sorts. Zack is 24 with a 9 inch, thick cock. My client’s wife was in shock to see a hung, naked handsome guy waiting for her and her husband. My client knew what to do. He stripped naked and stood next to Zach so his wife could see the stark contrast. It was stark too since my client is 2 inches hard. When he is soft, you can’t see anything but hair and balls. Seeing is believing. Fucking is believing too. I seduced his wife, which was easier to do than I thought. She was super wet. I knew she noticed the huge cock size difference. I had her right where I needed her, so I guided Zach’s cock into her shaved wet pussy while her husband rubbed his nub. Finally, his wife was getting the cock she deserved and he was getting to be a true cuckold. I am not above trickery, eating pussy and using hung assistants to help make a client’s fantasies cum true.

Phone Sex Therapy is a MUST!

Phone sex therapyI knew from the moment he walked into my office that he needed it bad today. I came out from behind my desk and immediately started stripping as he stalked around the room, looking very much like a caged lion. I almost couldn’t get my clothes off fast enough. I walked over to him just as he passed my lounger, and he spun me around and bent me over that chair. He stripped right down and plowed into my cunt, and he started pummeling me. He showed no mercy, grabbing on and fucking me for all he was worth. He was so frustrated today, and it was showing in how hard a time he was having getting off. My pussy took a real beating, he battered it and slammed it, and he took out every bit of anger and aggravation on my cunt. His hands went from holding my hips to pulling my hair to holding my shoulders, as his hips steadily tried to dig his dick deeper and harder into me. I worked my pussy muscles, trying to help him along by milking him as he fucked me. Finally, I felt him start to tense up, and then I felt the explosion that just forced my own orgasm. He filled me so full of cum, and then he held me for a moment as his dick started to harden again. I knew this hour was going to be brutal, but I was here for him.

Phone Sex Therapy for the Therapist

Phone sex therapyMind-blowing sex isn’t something that everyone gets to experience in their lifetime. He was a fucking stud, and he drove me wild. From the moment our clothes came off, his hands and tongue never stopped. They explored me from head to toes, stroking, pinching, massaging, licking, and kissing every inch of my body. That, alone, had me worked up near a frenzy, and by the time he finally paid my cunt some attention, I was all but begging for it. His tongue curled around my clit as his fingers slid inside of me, then his pinky found its way into my ass. He stroked slow, deep, and kept licking and sucking on my clit like it was his favorite lollipop, and drove my body into heat. I was panting, and still I could hear the sounds of his fingers dipping in and out of my sloppy wet cunt, and I felt the juices dribbling down to my ass hole with every thrust. He never let me cum like that, though. He just drove me to the brink, over and over again. I was literally begging him by the time that he finally pulled himself up over me. He smirked down at me as his dick played havoc on my clit by rubbing up and down, pushing that sensitive nub even further. Finally, he slid into me, slowly, gently, as though I might break if he pushed too fast. I felt like I was going to break if he didn’t fuck me. He drilled me slowly, letting me feel the fullness of him inside me several times before he finally started rubbing my clit along with it. I came so fucking hard, and he wasn’t even done yet! After that first orgasm, he started drilling me hard and fast, that skin-slapping, body-shaking sex that kept me cumming hard. He drilled my damn pussy until he finally came inside me. I was so full of juices by that point that his cum started dribbling right out of me the moment he pulled out.Phone sex therapist

Cuckold Phone Sex Therapy

cuckold phone sexCuckold phone sex therapists have a sweet job. I get paid to make fun of little dick losers. There is no actual sex. I don’t fuck pathetic cocks. I am a cock size queen. The therapy cuckolds receive is in the form of humiliation and recognition that they are cock sucking faggots. I think men want their women to cuckold t hem just so they have a valid excuse to suck cock. Cuckolds call me all the time to seek advice about their lifestyle and their urges. But it is more than advice. They are looking for validation. Validation that it is okay to suck cock.  Validation that is okay to swallow cum and like it. Every time I hear, “Does it make me gay that I suck cock for my wife,” I bite my tongue. They want me to say no; the majority want me to say no. They want me to say that it just makes them a good cuckold or a good submissive man.  Here is an honest opinion. If you suck cock and you like sucking cock, I don’t care if your sucking your wife’s hung lover’s cock or some random cock at a gay bar; if you like it; if you suck with enthusiasm; if you swallow; if you can’t wait to suck cock, you are a faggot. There is no shame in being one either. Own it; I always say that during phone sex therapy sessions. When you own it, you are free to enjoy it. Think of all the side cock you could have if you admitted to your wife you aren’t just a cuckold but a cock sucking fag too? If you call me for some phone therapy, I will help you come to terms of what you really are, little fag boy.

Phone Sex Therapy: Are You Gay or a Cuckold?

phone sex therapyPhone sex therapy is one of my specialties. In my professional, non phone sex life, I have counseled young girls and boys about their sexuality. Young boys are curious if they masturbate too much or wonder if they may be gay or bisexual. Young girls want to know how to have an orgasm or if they should let a boy fuck them in the ass instead of the pussy so they won’t get pregnant. The kinds of sexual questions young boys have are not that different from the ones grown men have too. The difference is that grown men have more questions about their sexuality. In the Internet age, men see far more cock than they use too. Not locker room dick either. Guys are visual; therefore, porn is part of their daily routine. Even men in a healthy sexual relationship, jack off a few times a day. They see cocks often 2-3 times bigger than their own dicks. Sometimes, that causes arousal in men. For some it is because they are gay or bisexual just trying to deny it. For others, their arousal stems from picturing their woman with a man with a bigger cock. They start wondering if their woman would receive more sexual pleasure from a man with a bigger dick. They get even harder thinking about that. Either scenario makes a man look for a phone sex therapist. Very few men are comfortable with the fact that they find big cocks arousing. They need me to determine if they are gay or a cuckold. There is a difference that not all men realize. A gay man wants to be with other men all the time sans a woman. A cuckold only wants to be coerced into sucking a cock or getting fucked because his wife wants it. She is there watching, making it happen. A cuckold is essentially a submissive man who may or may not suck cock too! Are you gay or a cuckold? Let me help you find out.

Erotic Roleplaying in a Public Lot

Erotic roleplayingI was a woman on the prowl. It had been a long, hard day, and my body was hungry for a good fuck. I decided on a cheesy, out of the way bar that I knew would only appeal to men, and dressed up in my favorite leather bodysuit. I walked in on a mission, and I could tell by several of the mens’ faces that they all knew it. Several hit on me, but it was the one who all but ignored me that caught my interest. He sat there in his jeans and his work-a-day shirt, staring into his drink between sips. I walked over to him and turned on the charm. He ignored me, and I turned it up. When he told me I was barking up the wrong tree, I knew he was the one. I went into therapist mode and found out more about him than I do about most clients within that hour. By the time he finished, he was happy-drunk, and I was still horny as fuck. We walked out together, and I caught him right by my car. I pulled him in and started kissing him. He resisted at first, but a few grinds of my hips against his, and a hand up his shirt later, he was putty in my hands. Or so I thought. He ran a hand up my side and neck, and grabbed onto my hair at the nape of my neck. He pulled back and said he knew I’d been hot to trot all night, and that now, I was going to get what I’d come for. He picked my hips up and wrapped them around his. He undid the bodysuit that I was wearing and tugged it down, sliding fingers inside to fuck my cunt with as it reached my hips. He helped me slide the bodysuit the rest of the way off, then hoisted me back up onto his hips. Pressing me hard into my car, he shoved his huge cock into me, causing me to gasp at the size and girth of him. He stretched me so much, it ripped me in a couple of places. He held onto my hips for dear life and started pounding up into me, and all I could do was hold on. My car rocked hard as he fucked me, and he fucked me for a good, long time. By the time we both came together, I was worn out from having cum several times before. He kissed me one last time and said he’d see me around. I’m not used to that, and dammit, it was sexy as fuck.

Fantasy Phone Sex – Cuck

Fantasy phone sexHe’d begged me for my help with his fantasy, and I couldn’t refuse. I was actually looking forward to it. I actually called his wife well in advance, and she was completely on board. I showed up at his house about 2 hours before he was due home, and I introduced her to my friend Jack. Now, Jack is a burly, husky, tatted, bearded guy with a bald head and a big-ass dick. His bulge is noticeable, even when he’s fully clothed and soft. When he started stripping the moment the front door was closed, she blushed twenty shades of crimson before I could even say anything. So, rather than say anything, I walked over to her and started undressing her. She was shocked at first, but so glued was she on Jack that I had little trouble tearing all her clothes off of her. I ran a hand down her slit, and she was so wet I could have drunk her juices, and not been thirsty for a bit. Well, Jack really likes to tease and torture, so he sat down on the couch with his still-hardening cock poking up in the air. She was mesmerized by that monster, and when he started stroking his dick, her eyes followed every move of his hand. I sat her down on a chair that sort of blocked her view of him and what he was doing (with a towel over it, of course). I sat on the coffee table in front of her and drew her attention. I talked to her about what we were about to do up until her husband walked in the door. His face when he saw that big, naked man jacking off on his couch, and his wife staring brazenly at it was a combination of pissed and pained. I noticed the tent that was in it at the same time Jack crooked a finger at his wife. She immediately got up and went over to him. He pulled her down over his face and started eating her right there on her own couch as his dick throbbed and pulsed in his hand. My client went-slack jawed, and I took the opportunity to walk over to him and undo his pants as I shut the door. I started to suck him as his wife was drawn down and over that big dick. He watched as that huge cock stretched her out, and he came in my mouth as Jack hit bottom, balls-deep in my client’s wife. We carried on for over 2 hours.