One of my favorite boy toys decided that he wanted to help out with a charity drive. He asked me to help, but when he told me what he wanted me to do, I flat out told him no. So, he pitched his logic and opinions to me, and made a very convincing argument. I told him I’d do it, but he’d better treat me like a fucking queen, instead of a princess, from now on. He kissed me and told me he promised.
The night of, I got suited up in my string bikini and shook off the case of disgust at what I was about to do. I walked out, climbed into the pool of jello, shook hands with my opponent, and then we got down to it. She was quick and limber, so I was thrown into the jello first, but I took her down with me. We rolled a bit, and jello was in my hair and all over me before the first 10 seconds had passed. She tried to pin me, but I kept slipping out of her holds, and eventually managed to pin her. At one point, though, she undid my bikini bottom and it fell off, which had me scrambling to catch it and fix it. She took that opportunity to push me down and pin me. I got jello all up in my pussy, and she made matters worse. She shoved more into me, literally forcing it up there with her fingers. I was torn between revulsion and lust. It wasn’t fair, and she wound up pinning me and winning the match. In the locker room after, though, it was on. She all but climbed on top of me, shoving her fingers into my sticky-wet cunt, kissing me. We fucked in the locker room, the showers, even in the hallway outside the locker room afterward. I took her home with me that night, and my boyfriend could not have been happier with the result.
Category: Romantic Phone Sex
Bratty Girl Phone Sex & Jello
My Sugar Daddy is Better Than Any Sugar Daddy
My sugar daddy is the best sugar daddy. I love bragging about him. Now, he is the living legend Sugar Daddy of the century. My King, The King, BDK, just got back from Japan and surprised his favorite Sugar Baby with the news that not only was he gracing the cover of Sugar Daddy magazine, but he had been bestowed their highest honor. Even though I am fresh off an emergency appendectomy, I begged my King to take me to the ceremony. He can’t deny me. I was ready to pull the sympathy card, but my King already planned on taking me. He gave me his gold card and told me to spare no expense in getting gussied up for his special award ceremony. A special award for a special man and a special cock. As I was getting dolled up I took to Instagram to brag about my special Big Daddy King. Other sugar babies wish they had my Sugar Daddy. Of course, he sent for me in style: a Rolls Royce stretch limo. I didn’t care about the stitches I had, I was sitting next to greatness; a living legend; the King; the Sugar Daddy of the century. I had on my pretty red lipstick, but I didn’t care if it got smeared all over my face. I just had to kiss the anaconda. When my King unzipped his pants, I was blinded by the light of the bling on his white man sleeve. I have never seen so much sparkle. When you have a legendary monster cock like my King, it’s going to require a lot of diamonds to cover the length of his shaft! There is a reason he is legendary. I fell to my knees to worship the man, the legend, the anaconda. My red lipstick adorned his white man sleeve. Soon his billionaire nut sauce adorned my face. I reapplied my lipstick, escorted my legendary Sugar Daddy to his award show and made all the other sugar babies jelly.
Fetish Phone Sex for Dessert
We made sundaes the other night, and things got out of hand! I made a nice, warm caramel sauce as he pulled the ice cream out of the freezer. I stood at the stove stirring the sauce in my big t-shirt and panties, and he walked up behind me. His arms came around me, and that cold tub of ice cream landed right on my left nipple, instantly hardening it. The longer it sat there, the more sensitive my nipple got, until I had to ask him to move it. Once he realized what had happened, he pulled the sauce from the heat, turned the stove off, and pulled me away from it. He set the ice cream down on the table and took my panties and shirt off, licking and stroking my nipples. Then, he opened the ice cream, scooped a bit out, and rubbed it over my nipple, making sure my nipple was nice and taut from the cold before wrapping it with his mouth. Then, he took the warm caramel sauce and poured that over the other nipple, allowing it to cool as he applied more ice cream to the first. His cold fingers found my clit, and I shuddered even as my clit got hard and my puss flooded. He buried those icy fingers in my cunt, filling me with that cold sensation, and then pulled them out and covered my pussy in warm caramel sauce, and dropped a spoonful of ice cream onto the opening. The different sensations came together to turn me into a shuddering pile of begging. My pussy was begging for him even as my mouth was begging him to hurry. By the time his mouth covered my cunt, I was nearly frantic with desire. I came hard and fast, and then he filled me up. We spent the entire rest of the night making love. The ice cream didn’t survive, but damn, that was hot!
Mature Phone Sex Therapy
Mature phone sex is for men who want an experienced woman, even a dominant woman. I have been fucking longer than some of these daddy’s girls or coeds have been alive. Men come to me because they need the experience I offer. I am like a phone therapist; but I am a therapist to my friends too. Recently, a family friend sought my assistance. Her daughter is fucking this loser white boy. He is not a loser because he is white. He is a loser because he is a drug dealer, abusive and has a tiny dick. She wanted my advice on how to get him out of her life for good. Easy solution to that. Introduce her to a sexy black man. I had just the boy in mind too. Jay is a 22 handsome, smart and athletic black man. I fucked him while he was a high school boy and learning the ropes on how to please a woman. Now he is being drafted by the NBA and a college graduate. His best feature is his 11 inch thick cock. He is not a gang banger; he is no thug. His parents are doctors; he grew up in the upscale neighbor hoodI live in. He knows how to treat the ladies in and out of the bedroom. He loves white girls too. I arranged an introduction at our annual Fourth of July cookout Sunday. My friend’s daughter was immediately drawn to Jay. I just let nature take its course. Young or old, it is hard not to be attracted to Jay even before you see his huge young BBC. Even if Jay just hooked up with the girl a couple times, that would be enough to get her loser boyfriend out of her system. No girl or woman gets 11 inches of pure thick black meat up her pussy and goes back to 4 inches of white limp dick. According to my friend, her daughter has not seen or mentioned her loser boyfriend in days. All she can talk about is Jay. Once you go black cock, you never go back. I bet the same would be true for your wife as well. My special brand of phone sex therapy might just be what you need too.
Who cares? He’s a great fuck!
I met this guy at a bar where my bestie works. He was tall and sexy and I didn’t see a wedding ring. So what the hell I flirted with him and he ended up giving me his number. I don’t chase men so I never called, but one day there was a text on my phone. He said, “Hey remember me, we met at your friend’s bar.” We started texting back and forth when he asked me if I would like to go to a firing range. I was pumped, I’d never been. He said they were high cal weapons so I thought it would be fun.
It was blazing hot that day so I just wore a bikini top and my daisy dukes, but it was even hotter at the range and my date was encouraging me to strip down to what made me comfortable. I laughed, I knew what he was after. After some instruction, we got to shooting. It was fucking awesome, what a rush.
After the range I was so amped up and horny, when we got into my dates truck I threw myself onto his lap putting, my butt on the steering wheel and told him we needed to go to my house a.s.a.p. “Off we GO!” he said very enthusiastically. We talked on the way there about little things and he let it slip that he really needed to dump his girlfriend. I thought well at least he’s good for a fuck. We got to my house and he came around the truck and picked me up and carried me all the way into the bedroom. As soon as he laid me down he was taking off his shirt and pants and wow! Out popped a big cock! I squealed a little and he laughed, he knew why. My pussy was already wet but the heat from his mouth made it even more so. I came all over his face and as soon as I did he picked me up, sat down on my reading chair and slowly set me down on his cock. I had to raise myself off of him ‘cause he was just way too big, and fuck was he thick. I don’t know how long it was but it felt like he was never going to cum. He kept making me cum over and over, fucking me hard and sometimes a little too deep. It felt so good I think I gushed all over him too.
He texted me about 3 days later asking me out again, I asked if he had a girlfriend, to which he said yes. Great fuck, but why do I want some guy that cheats on a girlfriend? Well because he’s a great fuck!
He Wanted to Be My Bitch
The girls went out again living up to the Weekend’s song Turning up on a Tuesday. Saw this guy in the lounge are of the club. He kept eyeing me and my friend. So I approached him and asked if he knew us. His response was great he said no but wouldn’t mind getting to know you. So we flirted back and forth all night. The club was shutting down. He asked if I wanted to stay for the after party. I was confused at first. I laughed he was like the club isn’t closed I just want to be alone with you. I was like really thinking he was beyond wasted. He looked at the bouncer at the door and said can you go upstairs and open up the private club for me and a few of my new friends. Now I’m like yeah this fool is crazy. I became intrigued because I knew the bouncer and he would always tell me the big man likes me. Was this him, I questioned myself. My girls said they had to go but I should stay and have fun. Didn’t know he had car service to give them a ride home. I just went with. He had Sade playing in the background. The mood was set so I knew this was planned. We had a few more drinks and began kissing. All of a sudden he said he wanted me to take advantage of him. He liked me in control. He loved when I made him my bitch. Telling him how to fuck me. Putting various things up his ass grinding my cunt all over his face. He was turned on with me taking all of him inside of me. Not backing down as he pounded as hard as he could. He loved to be choked as he climaxed. I had total control of ever time I wanted him to cum. It’s nice having a man bitch the perks are wonderful.
Joy Stick
Party at a gay club called the OP club. Me and my girls are getting down dancing all sexy having fun maybe on some (x) dancing the night away, by the way this little pink pill I took made me so fucking horny plus the big white guy that started grinding on me made me more horny to feel his dick up on my ass. He was kissing me grabbing on me and all. Took this white hot man to my fucking house, we wake up and his ass is sore. He tells me, ” what the fuck Louise I didn’t know you had that joy stick between your legs.” I told him I’m sorry papasito you are the one that came on to me, and if you don’t like it you could get the fuck out of my house. This big white guy decided to stay with me for some days. We enjoyed time by the pool. All he wanted to do now was suck on my dick.
Sex with the Ex
It was late and very random. I haven’t heard from my ex in years. I get a call from a blacked number so I don’t answer. then I get another call from a blocked number again. Still I’m not answering. So then I get call from a friend and the conversation starts and right when we in the thick of thing we start talking about our exes. Lord only knows why I was addicted to him could never get him out my system. He had it all and I was sprung. She played it real slick put me on hold. Then the next voice I heard was my ex. for two seconds I died really. Hearing him say my name got me so wet. I couldn’t let him know he still had me weak in the knees. Soon after we made plans to hook up. We knew what we want . I craved the feeling of him kissing me touching me making love to me. He aimed to please and yes his ten inch dick was everything and more. he grabbed my full double dd’s and was just letting my body melt in his mouth. he licked me up and down. In between my legs my neck my toes sucked on my fingers before I could fully climax. He said he had to go wanting him even more.
Romantic Phone Sex for Dinner
I’d made dinner, and had just finished wiping the table. I’d been thinking about him the entire time, and my pussy was wet as fuck. I’d planned a surprise for him – I was going to treat him to a dinner with me in nothing but my panties. I was going to serve him, maybe even hand-feed him, while promising that dessert was going to be much more fun. But, in the process of waiting for him to get home, and even preparing for him to be home, I’d worked myself up. I didn’t think it would hurt anything to give myself a little foreplay, make sure I was nice and sloppy wet for him when he started playing with me. I sat in the chair I would sit in for dinner, pulled my panties aside, and started stroking myself. I ran my fingers over my clit, teasing myself. I felt how wet I was when my fingers barely slid over the opening to my cunt. Finally, I slipped a finger inside, and gasped, I was that ready for a good fuck. That was when I opened my eyes and saw him standing there, watching me. The moment our eyes met, he was stripping, and he practically flew to my chair. He lifted me up out of it spun us around, and sat in it, sliding me down onto his lap. His fingers started feeling all over and inside of me, teasing, testing, while our mouths did their own tango. When he slid that big dick inside of me, filled me up with it, and stretched me out all over again, I groaned into his mouth, and gripped his back harder. He squeezed me as he started bouncing us. In and out, over and over, I felt him filling me and rubbing my g-spot. I was getting so close. Finally, I exploded all around him, dribbling down his balls, my thighs, and all over my chair, and he blew his load directly after. We were a freaking mess, and would need a bath before dinner, now.
Hot Phonesex for his Return
I hadn’t heard from him in quite some time, as he’d been working overseas with his dad’s construction company. So, when he did text me that he’d made it back into town and would be home for a couple of days, I practically flew to his house. I dug his spare key out of its hiding spot, and tiptoed through his house, stripping along the way. When I got close enough to his bedroom, I heard the water running, and knew just what I was going to do. I crept into his bathroom, stepped onto the toilet, and had just started to climb up onto the sink to situate myself on it when he turned off the water and stepped out. At the sight of my naked body, I watched his dick just spring to life. He walked over to me and grabbed one leg, wrapping it around his hip. He grabbed the other and slid smoothly into my wet and ready cunt as he wrapped that one around his other hip. He settled me on the edge of the sink, and stared driving into me, hard and fast. The sounds the sink made worried us, so he quickly picked me up and carried me, still wrapped around him, to his bed. He laid us down gently, never pulling out of me, and then started drilling into me like a man who’d found the oasis in the desert. His hands were everywhere, and the sensations drove me hard. I came so fast, and he just kept pushing me until I went over that edge again and again. By the time he finally came, I was quivering with the power of all the orgasms.