As a GFE phone sex, babe I meet all kinds of men. Although I mostly meet married men with neglected dicks, I sometimes meet nerdy men with big dicks who just need a woman to show them some love and kindness. It’s no secret from you what I do for a living. However, besides you, only a few friends and a few of my married lovers know what I do for a living. Most people think I’m just a writer. It’s not exactly a lie. It’s more of an omission.
But sometimes I must tell somebody what I do for a living like the little computer geek who came to my house over the weekend to fix my computer. I need my computer for this job. However, one of the risks that comes with this job is what I call the porn virus.
I watch a lot of porn with callers and sometimes by myself too. Yes, women watch porn. But many of them will never admit it. Like they find it somehow in opposition to their feminist beliefs. However, I see it differently. A woman making money on her own terms with her own body is feminist as fuck.
But sometimes when I watch porn, I get some sort of virus that fucks up my computer. So, when this cute little nerdy computer guy showed up at my place on Saturday, I felt the need to be honest with him. I told him I do phone sex for a living, And I pose for nude photo sometimes.
Sometimes Big Things Come in Tiny Packages
And I admitted that I watch a lot of pornography, and I think I picked up a virus somewhere. He looked at me with puppy dog eyes the entire time. No wedding ring, not even a tan line so I did not think a wife existed. But I also did not think he was a virgin. The guy told me he was 34. Virgins still exist.
He fixed my computer without judgment. And complimented me on not being ashamed of my body or embarrassed about what I do. I gave him a hug. And I intended it to just be a hug. But I felt a huge bulge in his pants. One that I did not see coming. At 5’7 I appeared taller than him. Usually, I equate height with cock size. But never judge a book by its cover.
I hugged him tighter, and I let a hand drop down to the outside of his jeans. And as I massaged his cock, I whispered in his ear, “Is that for me?” He appeared embarrassed, so I just took charge. I unzipped his pants, fell to my knees and sucked what appeared to be at least a 9-inch cock.
Although I Prefer Married Men, I Do Make Some Exceptions for Sing Hung Men
I asked him if he knew he had a big cock and he blushed. And just when I thought nothing could shock me anymore, I found out my computer geek never fucked a woman before. A virgin. I felt obligated to reward him and turn him into a man.
So, I gave him his first blowjob and his first fuck. I made him a man. But I will admit this did not feel like charity. Sure, I’ve fucked more masculine acting men. And more handsome men before. But what matters to me is how a man acts. I judge a man on the content of his character, not necessarily the content of his boxer briefs. And this guy had both character and cock, so it seemed like a win-win for my wet bald pussy.
We fucked for hours. He came quickly the first time, but he lasted longer the second and third time. I got three loads of cum from the virgin computer geek. And although he does not have a wife, I am making an exception for him. I have a lot of work left to do to turn him into a competent fuck machine.
But I don’t think I’ll turn him into a player, even though he does sport a player cock. I don’t think he has that in him. Too nice of a guy. Right now, no other woman on the planet knows what I know. That my computer geek sports a big cock and loves to eat pussy. I think Christmas came early for me.
