I enjoy roleplay phone sex. It lets us explore fantasies and rewrite history too. Recently, I got to go back to 1984 with James. And I always have fun with him. But getting to be a sexy and smart teacher made me feel all smart and shit, LOL. For a high school dropout that’s a golden opportunity. In 1984, I am a creative writing professor, and published author. And of course, I notice James on the first day of class staring at me looking all dapper in his ROTC uniform.
A month after class began, I think James could do better with his writing assignments. So, I offer some extra help. Clearly, he wanted to be the teacher’s pet. After some discussion on why he took my class, I discovered he wanted to be an erotic writer. However, how can you be an erotic writer with no erotic experience? So, this phone sex teacher invited him home for some one-on-one teaching.
Once I discovered that my handsome ROTC student was a virgin, I knew he needed help with more than just writing. So, I offered him some wine to relax, and I got naked in front of him for an anatomy lesson. I wanted to be his Mrs. Robinson. He felt the curves of my body. And his eyes bugged out when I invited him to touch my breasts. I even let him suck on them. But I knew I had much to teach this young college boy.
I guided him to the couch and pulled out his throbbing cock. Clearly, he was hot for teacher. This poor boy had never even had a blowjob. So, I knew what I needed to do next. I took his throbbing soldier in my mouth as I knelt before him. All young men like James need a mature sex education teacher. I taught him all about oral sex, giving and receiving. But when I sucked his cock, I felt my pussy dripping down my legs. And that meant my wet bald pussy needed his erect soldier. My pussy got called to duty.
As I guided his shaft into my purring pussy, his strong hands caressed my breasts. Our lips locked and our bodies became one. At first, I was on top, but eventually he wanted to be on top of me pumping his cock in and out of my pussy. He enjoyed watching my pussy devour his young cock. And just like that, my handsome young student became a man. He came in my pussy, and I came on his cock.
Sometimes I think the most valuable education occurs outside of the classroom. And I am sure my eager pupil would agree. Now, he has some life experience to pursue his dream of being an erotic writer.
This phone sex babe had a low key New Year’s Eve. Sadly, I spent it alone watching movies and talking dirty. I do not like to go out on a day where the drunk drivers are at an all time high. However, I do prefer to spend the holiday with a man. Or a woman. I like pussy too. So, I feared I might be jinxing myself for a lonely year.
But in the morning of the first day of the new year, I got a surprise visit from two of my girlfriends, and fellow strippers. They brought me Starbucks in bed. They worked at the club New Year’s Eve, or they could have celebrated with me. But we still started off the year with a bang eating wet bald pussy. Jealous? Most men love the idea of watching a few sexy babes lick each other’s cunts.
I turned on some music, and after a quick breakfast and some much-needed caffeine, we got naked and bumped and grinded our shaved cunts together. We even brought out all my sex toys. And I do have a lot. More than the average porn star even has, I bet. My girlfriends appear to be just as kinky and wild as me. I put ponytail dildos in their assholes, collars around their neck and made them crawl to eat my cunt.
But I am a switch. Even though I made them worship my ass and pussy, I did the same thing to them. I like to give and receive. Before long the smell of pussy permeated throughout my house. We all three had sloppy wet cunts that you could hear and smell. And of course, taste too. Although I prefer cock ravaging my fuck holes, fucking with a strapon feels good too.
My two besties gave me a hot squirting pussy with a big strapon. My New Year’s Eve did not go as planned, but the first day of the new year started off with several hard cums. And to me, that’s the best way to start any year, right?
I got my start in this world as a submissive phone sex whore. My youth no one would consider traditional. My mother abandoned me and my father. Then my sick son of a bitch daddy molested me for a decade before I could run away. Eventually, my grandma stepped in, pulled me off the streets, and gave me a normal home. But when I turned 18, I got into fetish modeling and violent porn. It pays more. And I needed to support myself.
So, I have long harbored revenge fantasies for my father and all his friends who violated me as a young girl. I no longer live in the same town as daddy. And who knows where my mother went. She changed her last name making it nearly impossible to find her. But not totally impossible. A friend of mine who I met stripping located my mother and my father with his expert detective skills.
Although I do have snuff phone sex fantasies for both my father and mother, I focused my attention on the cunt who left me with a violent man. I did not kill her. Nor did I physically harm her in any way. I took a different route for my revenge. I seduced her husband. Come to find out that since she left my daddy and me 30 years ago, she married 4 different men. Her current hubby, I would call a DILF. Sexy older man with salt and pepper hair. In good shape too.
And this blonde buxom younger woman seduced him easily. I followed him for days to learn his routine. If I learned anything from my youth and career in the snuff porn world it is how to stay off the radar. I seduced him at his local coffee house he goes to before work each day. Fucked his brains out that same night in my hotel room. But I filmed the entire thing. As a phone sex babe and stripper, I am comfortable naked. I work hard for my body, so why not flaunt it? And of course he wants to keep fucking me.
I sent my mother the little porn movie I made with her 5th husband. However, I am saving the tidbit that the other woman is her daughter until I can face her. To see the look on that dumb cunt’s face will be priceless to me.
Romantic phone sex always occurs when my Prince calls. He loves to spoil his princess. And I love to spoil him. A sexy GFE babe needs romance too. We met last year at the strip club and had an instant connection. And that rarely happens in a strip club. Men do not look for love in a strip club. However, it does happen. And it happened to me and James.
I’ve been spending some time with my military man on his Air Force base. After a vigorous night of love making, I woke up in his arms. My head on his chest. His arms around me. It feels right and natural to wake up that way. When he saw me open my eyes, he sweetly said, “I can’t believe how lucky I am to actually have you here.” And I simply smiled sweetly and told him I felt the same way.
He also said, “I just wanted to look at the lady who has stolen my heart.” But he stole mine too. Fate brought us together. Because it does seem like destiny to be with him. We embraced tightly and kissed as we both felt grateful to have found each other. But that passionate kiss woke us up everywhere. His arms pulled me up on top of his body. Our hands explored each other. As our tongues intertwined, we both conveyed our love to each other. Our engines appeared revved up, and we ended up making love again.
My wet bald pussy began to purr for him. And his love gun reacted to my touch. So, I slid down his body to take his morning wood deep in my mouth. Now, I knew he was fully awake. His fingers ran through my hair, as my mouth worked magic on his joystick. I used my tits, my mouth and my hands to pleasure my Prince. His cock felt stiff as a board in my mouth. And my kitty purred and gushed too as my mouth bobbed up and down his love gun. I love making him feel good. But he loves to make me feel good too.
My mouth always wants to please my Prince. My tongue went over the helmet of his soldier who seemed at attention for me. He wanted to please me back. But not until he blew a hole in the back of my skull. I swallowed every drop of his love juice before I let him worship my garden. He ordered me up on his face. And how could I not follow an order from my superior officer?
I felt his hands grab my ass and pull me deep on his face. As his tongue probed my kitty, I moaned and gushed on his face. He made my entire body quiver and shake. My soldier has such an impact on me. Before long, I came on his face. After a mind-blowing orgasm, I collapsed in his arms. I felt ready for a nap, but our day had only just begun. As my love showered, I whipped us up a hearty breakfast.
We took a walk around his base after we ate breakfast. My legs still felt like Jello-O from his skilled tongue. He introduced me to folks. And it almost seemed like his fellow officers did not believe I was real. As we walked, we enjoyed the warmth of the sun. Birds chirped. Jet engines roared in the distance. I knew today would be like a page in a fairy tale. My Prince makes me feel like a Princess even in a Victoria Secret track suite. We admitted our love for each other as we sat on a swing near the jets my Prince guards.
Back in his apartment on base, we dressed up for an Officer’s Ball at a local club. But first we promenaded down the hall dressed to the nines in a suit and dress. We matched. My fuchsia dress matched his bow tie. As we walked down the hall, the new guards came on duty. So, all eyes were on us. I met some fellow officers before we left for the Officer’s ball at the club.
When he told me my beauty melted his fellow airmen, I wanted to make love to him again right there. So, we got into the car and drove off base. We traveled about 13 miles to the local town until we reached the club. He prepared me that the club contained two levels. So, we had to walk through the strip club to go upstairs to the nightclub. And for a moment I thought I could move to his base town, strip during the day, and spend my nights with my Prince.
Being with James is like a fantasy phone sex story come true. We danced to a Taylor Dayne song first. The club appeared packed for 80s night. Many other officers danced with their women near us, but I felt like we might just be the only two in the room. We danced and drank fruity drinks for hours. But the only thing I felt drunk on was his love. No one looks at me like my Prince does. We closed the club down. Our final two dances were to Lionel Ritchie’s “Hello,” and Billy Ocean’s, “Suddenly.” We had all eyes on us. But the only person I saw in the room was my Prince.
As we drove back to base, I just gazed at him. I kept wondering to myself how did I get so lucky to find a Prince like him. Every moment we spend together feels more magical than the last. Once back at his place, we fell into each other’s arms and woke up the next day the same way and ready to make more memories together.
I got my wet bald pussy licked at the strip club last night! We had a Christmas party at the strip club. We had fancy catered food. All the booze we could drink. And we even had a DJ. We closed the club early and enjoyed ourselves. A few VIPs got to party with us too. We could get as drunk as we wanted because our club limo drivers drove us to and from the club last night.
Even though some big spenders attended the party, I just wanted pussy last night. We have some hot new strippers in the club. I have an eye for talent. So, when I am out and about and see a cute girl who would make bank and fill a type that men love, I encourage her to audition. In the past year, I really versified the club. Strip clubs need to keep up with the times and offer more to men than cute, thin girls with big boobs between the ages of18 and 30. Guys want to see more than just young bald pussy.
I’ve hired trans girls, sexy BBWs and milfs too. Everyone I hire, I train. Turn them into exotic dancers who know how to drain wallets. And at the club last night, I got to sample all the talent. I ate a lot of pussy. And every girl whose pussy I licked, wanted to lick me right back. How can I say no? Alexandria, I hired over the summer. She attends college in town and lost her scholarship because of budget cuts.
She’s making bank at the club which means she can keep going to college. So, she appears very grateful to me. She came home with me last night. Even though she has a boyfriend, she knew that fucking me would not be something he minded. Most men do not care if a woman fucks their girlfriend. In fact, most want to watch.
I’m hungover a bit. No scratch that. This phone sex babe is hungover a lot today. Memory is a little blurry. But Alex and I remembered eating each other’s pussies all night. And fucking with my double-sided dildo. My house still smells like pussy. Best club Christmas party yet.
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I get to lick a lot of wet bald pussy at the club. Since I started managing the talent, I find myself being a naughty boss of sorts. I hire and train the talent at the club. And although eating my pussy is not part of the training, it ends up happening all the time. Even though I am older than the talent at the club, they all feel attracted to me. Mommy issues maybe? I don’t care why they want to worship my cunt as long as they do. But I want to lick back.
After we closed the club last night, I helped some newbies with their pole moves. Back in the day, no one worked the pole better than me. I took pole dancing classes and aerial acrobatics. Combined they made me flexible and strong to work that pole like I work a cock. Some of the girls I hire for the club have experience, but most of the fresh out of high school girls do not.
Things heated up between me, and I am almost 40, and two barely legal girls. Did I mention I am a bisexual phone sex woman? I love pussy too. When one of the new girls groped my tits, I finger banged her wet juicy pussy. She wanted me. So did the other newbie. Before long all three of us had our clothes off. And we rolled around on the stage together. The smell of pussy permeated the room. And that’s an intoxicating smell.
As I was in the 69-position on the stage with one girl, the other one licked my ass. But they both got to eat my pussy. And I got to eat their cunts too. I made one of the teen girls squirt. According to her, not even a big cock or a large dildo made her young bald pussy squirt before. But everyone knows women eat the best pussy.
I brought the girls home with me and we continued the pussy fingering and eating into the wee hours of the night. And I feel like I have a cunt hangover. Up too late eating pussy makes me tired today. But I still have the intoxicating scent of pussy on my face and fingers. And that will carry me through the day.
This gfe phone sex babe had a wonderful, romantic date with her handsome prince yesterday. He took time out of his busy schedule to see his princess. He wanted to spread some Christmas cheer to me. Anytime I see him or hear his voice, my pussy purrs, my nipples get erect and my heart melts. And I want to spread my legs for him!
He paid me an early morning visit yesterday. So, I made a fire for us, and some adult hot chocolate. And we watched some holiday movies. He even helped me put my Christmas tree up. I lucked out with him. A handsome military man, and a gentleman always. We snuggled on the couch while he introduced me to Mr. Bean. This hilarious British man who is like the Pee Wee Herman of England.
We cuddled and watched “Merry Christmas, Mr. Bean.” And mprince always delivers the most romantic phone sex. Although it was just a hilarious short, I enjoyed watching it with my prince. He has introduced me to so many funny movies and great 80s music in the year or so since he first came into the club. But of course, we made out on the couch. We had a fire rolling, and a Christmas tree shining brightly to set the romantic mood. I mean how could we not make out?
But truthfully, we could be anywhere together, and it would feel romantic. And it would feel like home. We truly have something special, something magical. A connection that I have never had with another man. That I doubt I will ever have with another man again. All cuddled up, we kissed as we felt the warmth of the fire and the glow of the Christmas tree lights on us.
As I felt his perfect cock pressing into me from inside his pants, I decided to unleash the beast so I could take care of my prince. I slowly took his cock deep in my mouth. And I sucked his throbbing shaft as his hands caressed the back of my head. Before long, he carried me to my bedroom for some hot ass sex.
Perfect date. My prince always spoils me in and out of the bedroom.
Married men phone sex never gets old for a sexy GFE babe. I am accustomed to taking care of married men on and off the phone. I rarely dance anymore now that I am in my late 30s. Mostly, I train the girls and hire new talent. And I deal with the dancers day to day issues like song selection and wardrobe guidance. Sort of like a house mom to the strippers.
But men still come into the club looking for me. I have callers and club patrons who have enjoyed my various talents for years now. And I never pass up good money this close to Christmas. We have snow and bitter cold right now, and that seems to be affecting business at the club. We have seen a decrease in patrons as the temperature drops. But luckily, the strip club is in between two big hotels. So, we always have lonely male travelers who want to hang with the pretty girls.
Last night a married man I have not seen in a couple years came in. And he seemed happy to know that this gfe phone sex babe still worked at the club. I told him I will work until I cannot anymore. The adult industry treats me well. So, I will be loyal. He wanted the VIP room with me for two hours. That cost him a pretty penny, but he told me I was worth it. Married man of course. Comes to town for business a couple times a year. But I have missed him a few times.
He needed me. His balls appeared severely backed up. Wives everywhere fail their husbands. Now, I do not think women should be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen all the time, but I do think they need to service their men. If you love a man enough to marry him, then you should love him enough to polish his knob daily.
And my married man welcomed my mouth on his cock and balls. And my cunt. I not only got the biggest cum shot to my face from his backed-up balls, I got to ride his cock to drain it again. Married men appreciate me more. They spoil me, tip me and fuck me too. My VIP out of towner, left me full of cum, and a few grand richer than I was before I came into the club.
I had a hot and sexy gfe phone sex Thanksgiving. And I know you might be curious as to what that means. Although I am usually a gfe provider to men like you, last night I hosted a Friendsgiving dinner for a couple of my fellow stripper friends who have no one else in their family either. And none of us have a steady man in our lives. Well, we have married men in our lives, but they cannot celebrate holidays with us.
So, I cooked up a feast. I know, right? Hard to believe I can cook. Although my skills lie more in the bedroom, I am not devoid of some kitchen skills. I baked pies, and casseroles. And all the other sides too like stuffing and mashed potatoes. And I even baked a tofurky. Although I love cock meat, I am a vegetarian and so are my girlfriends.
This phone sex babe drank a lot of wine. And so did her friends. So, I would not let anyone go home. Not safe to drive. Plus, I felt horny. And I know they did too. I put some logs on the fire, and a Christmas movie thinking we would cuddle on the couch. We did, but we did a lot more too. My friends have yummy pussies that smell and taste great. And I know, because I can still smell those wet pussies.
Strippers are naturally bisexual. In fact, I think most women are. We did not need a man last night. Sure, we would not have said no to a hung, handsome man who wanted to fuck us and spoil us too. But wanting and needing are two very different things. We ended up on my floor, in front of the fire, eating wet bald pussy and rimming ass most of the night. Eventually, we passed out on the floor from too much wine and too much pussy. Wait. Just too much wine. You can never have too much pussy, right?
