Dirty phone sex is what keeps me satisfied during this quarantine, but damn it! It sure isn’t the same as truly taking a pounding from a hard, hot cock. I’ve been fantasizing while fucking myself with my ten inch dildo, and it’s getting harder and harder to cum alone each day. I clearly remember the last time I had a good fucking.
I was just trying to pick up a latte after a long night of partying when I saw him from across the cafe. He was the type of sexy that said he had a massive BBC for me, and fuck was I right! I left him a note on a napkin with my number on it. He called me ten minutes after I left, and directed me to a nearby hotel.
I’ve had lots of kinky phone fun, but room 469 was the closest to a holy experience I have ever had. I sucked that huge BBC for well over an hour while he licked up my deliciously dripping hot little pussy. I came trice on his face before he picked me up and just bounced me up and down on the thickest cock I’ve ever taken. He was talking real dirty, telling me he owned my pussy now.
I still dream about that big black cock slamming into my warm, tight cunt. When I do masturbate my bald cunt, I always think of the way he used my hot little body that night. Unless I’m having some seriously delicious sensual phone chat, the fantasy of him having me again is all that makes me cum. Fuck am I one horny whore.