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.
A Military Man Stole My Heart
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.
I Could Spend Every Waking Moment with My Prince
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.
I Want to Be Wherever My Prince Is
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.
GFE phone sex babes never get bored. Although I am approaching my 40s soon, my sexual appetite has not decreased. Nor has my desire to take care of men. Worthy men at least. Recently, I redid the upstairs of the club so it would be a love pad. It used to be a smaller strip club for women. We had male dancers on the weekends for bachelorette parties and stuff. But Covid pretty much shut that down.
