and I suppose I have always been a naughty little girl, even when I was younger I was a real tease. That’s where my story begins…

I remember when my parents went on vacation once, and I was left with Uncle John, and Aunt Barb. Uncle John was really a very attractive man, in his late 40’s. A few gray hairs, but he always seemed to catch me, as such an attractive man who could have any woman he wanted. I was sure he would never consider doing anything with me; even though there were many times I would think about him, as I masturbated. Aunt Barb was worried I might be bored since she had to work all day, but Uncle John said, we would be just fine.
It was Uncle John’s day off, and we were all alone. He was showering while; I was watching TV and having a soda. After coming out of the shower, I looked up toward him and said, “I bet you feel better now.”
He said, he did, and told me I should take one also. He said he’d make some dinner for us, while I was in the shower. He handed me a clean towel, and went on to the kitchen as I approached the bathroom.
As soon as I entered the bathroom, I could smell his scent, and this got my little pussy really wet. I even fingered myself a little while in the shower, and that’s when I decided to be the little tease I was.
After about 20 minutes, I put my bathing suit on, because it was so warm out. Once I came back out into the kitchen, I noticed him staring at me, with this raging hard-on I was causing, as I stood there in my two piece bathing suit.
We ate a nice dinner, and afterwards I headed to the living room for some more TV. while Uncle John was cleaning up in the kitchen, then I asked if I could watch a video, he said that would be fine, to help myself.
But when he came into the living room, he found me mesmerized by the video. My mouth was dropped open, and my eyes were stuck on the screen. When he came a little closer and noticed what I was watching. (Porn) That he had left in the machine the day before.
He rushed toward the TV. saying he was sorry he had forgot that it was in there, and had other video’s I could watch. That’s when I explained I had never seen anything like this before, and ask if it was okay, could I please watch it…”I wouldn’t ever tell anyone you let me watch it Uncle John, please, I promise…not anyone !”
He hesitated a moment, then said, it would be ok. “Sure, if you want to Jessica, but you have to promise you will never tell anyone I let you watch it.”
“I promise,” I said with a little sly grin, and a soft giggle.
The scene on the video was pretty hot, with two girls playing with each others pussy’s, and kissing each other. John just kinda watched my reaction to the movie, then I turned and said, “I have a girlfriend at home and we do stuff like that with each other”. I could tell he was trying to control himself, when he looked down at me and said, “Really, No kidding ?”
But then I could tell he was getting really aroused, as he moved about in his seat searching for words.
“Do you have a boyfriend Jessica, he asked me?”
“No, Uncle John, but my girlfriend Cory does, and sometimes he watches her and I together, or I watch them together.” (I could tell at this point, that John could no longer conceal his excitement, I could see the head of his cock sticking out of the top of his shorts, and I knew I was getting to him) , what a little fucking tease I was, and I was going to get just what I deserved too. But then that was exactly, what I had in mind… lol.
Now on the video, the two girls were inserting dildos into each others pussies and the juices were flowing, theirs and mine. John was on the couch, and I was just below him on the floor, with my hand down the front of my bathing suit, playing with that hot little hole of mine.
And without even turning to look at him, I said, ” I wish cory and I had a couple of those things, to play with, each other with. Boy I’d love to see one, just like the one those girls are using, sticking in Cory’s pussy. All we ever use are bananas and cucumbers, or our tongues and fingers.”
Then I turned around and looked up at John, and said, “Ummm, I can see your dick sticking over the top of your shorts uncle John, and its got juice on the top of it.” my hand still inside my bathing suit, and playing with myself as I stared at the head of his dick, now glistening with pre-cum.
He was trying so hard to control himself with me, but it was becoming almost impossible. After all, a stiff dick has no conscience…lol.
I turned back to watch the video some more, and he could hear me really starting to get into it, moaning and making noises, he knew I was REALLY getting hot. This was when he removed his cock, and started stroking himself. On the screen, the girls were sticking the dildos up each others ass, in the sixty nine position, while they licked and sucked on each others pussy’s. I turned back and watched as Uncle John stroked his cock. Then I smiled and said, ” This video is turning you on too, isn’t it Uncle John ?”
He smiled back at me and said, “Sweetheart, it’s you that’s turning me on.”
My face lit up when he said that, and I was afraid it was almost to obvious, what a little slut I was being. I just looked up and said, “I was hoping you would say that Uncle John, wanna see me naked?”
He just smiled and said, “Sure baby, I’d like that.”
So I stood up and started to move to the background music, that was playing on the video (Oh, this was going to be almost to much fun). I started teasing him, by bending over and sticking my little ass in the air, right in front of his swollen cock, while I would finger the material of my bathing suit bottoms. Just moving the material aside enough that he could get a glimpse of the pink flesh lying beneath it.
During the dance I was sure it was no secret to John by now, what a little slut, I truly was. I watched as he continued to stroke the head of his dick so gently, his pre-cum was working as a lubricant and letting him slide it back and forth in his hand, so deliciously.
I turned around, removed his hand from his dick, and started sucking his fingers and licking the juices off the palm of his hand. Still holding his hand I turned around and told him to untie the top of my suit, which he did with pleasure.
Holding the front of my suit over my breasts I lowered one side, then the other to where he could almost see the aureole but not quite. Then I let the top dangle over my breasts while my hands rolled the top of my bikini bottoms down until there was only a small triangle covering my sweet young pussy. Then John removed my top altogether reveling my lovely firm tits, they were about the size of a medium orange, with fully erect nipples standing at attention.
John reached down taking one of my breasts inside his hand. He immediately licked my milky flesh, and sucked my nipple licking the tip with his tongue. I backed away teasingly and again continued my movements, swaying in perfect rhythm to the music. I turned again to view the video, then bent over and lowered my bathing suit bottoms to the floor keeping my ass up in the air, and smiling at him from between my legs.
Bent over exposing my pussy to him, Smiling as if we were long time lovers. It must have taken everything in him not to take his cock, and stick it inside me right then and there. I know he must have wanted too, but he waited.
I looked at John… flashing him a sweet smile that lit up my entire face, and with a look of mischief in my eyes I reached down and touched his swollen dick gently, just on the tip..I moistened my fingers with his pre-cum and brought them to my lips and then to my pussy. Slowly I sat down in front of him, and spread my legs, inserting a finger into my sweet, wet pussy hole. I watched John as he almost lost it then.
I continued to finger my tight lil’ hole, while I stared into his eyes. I watched as he dropped his shorts off the rest of the way, letting them drop to the floor. His dick was now sticking straight out, and it desperately needed some attention. I watched as he took it in his hand, and gave it a few long slow strokes. His juices started to flow out of the end of his cock. I was getting off watching him stroke himself, just as much as he was watching me play with myself. That sweet pussy of mine, had just as much liquid flowing from it, as did his cock.
He reached for my hand and joined me on the floor..he brought his lips to mine, and our tongues entwined, hungrily exploring each others mouth. He laid me back on the floor, and without any hesitation, he spread my thighs wide open. He buried his head between my legs, and greedily lapped at my little pussy, until my legs shook and my sweet cum filled his mouth. He took my hand and placed it on his cock, guiding me. My little fingers wrapping around it and I milked more juices from his seemingly endless supply of pre-cum.
He shifted around so that his dick was right near my mouth, and we were in a 69 position. He guided it to my lips, and I began to lick and suck on it. I couldn’t believe how big it was, when it filled my mouth. His orgasm began to build…until he came in my mouth. At first I made an awful gagging noise as his thick, salty cum shot inside my mouth and down my throat. I took as much of it as I could and then with one swallow, I let it all disappear, but I could feel it running down along my face. His dick only got about half soft, when again it was on the rise.
My juices were flowing as I moaned softly on his cock. He continued to lick my clitty and fuck my little cunt with his tongue, until I was pulling away. I needed to feel his cock inside my tight little hole.
“Please, Please Uncle John…fuck me. I need to feel your cock inside my pussy. Please stick your big hard dick in my little pussy. I need it now, please Uncle John.” I could see the effect my begging had on him, as he turned and positioned himself so that his cock was at my opening. I reached down, and placed his cock right where I wanted it, I started pushing my pussy against his dick, trying to feel it push inside me.
But it was then, that he started to tease me a little with it…by only allowing me a small amount at a time, holding back, and letting just the head enter me. I started crying, “Fuck me, fuck me like the little whore I am, I need all of you in me right now. Please fuck me, and hard Uncle John. I want to feel your cock filling my tight little cunt; I want to feel your hot hard cock all the way up inside my juicy young pussy. Oh please, please, Uncle John.”
He must of decided to let me have just exactly what I begged for, cause it was at that moment that I felt him shove his hard pulsating dick all the way inside me, deep into my hungry little pussy, with one very long hard stroke. I was so tight; we both experienced the pleasure of it. I let out one long, and loud moan as my body shook. He pulled his shaft out slowly just until the tip was still between my lips, and then he let me have it again, sinking it all the way into my velvety snatch. Plunging deep inside me.
My head went from side to side, as I continued to beg for more. “Oh yes Uncle John, I’m coming. Keep fucking me with your big beautiful cock, oh fuck me, fuck me, FUCK…. MEeeee…….”
My body convulsed and my pussy tightened around his cock, as I felt the both of us cum. He came so much and so hard, my cunt was oozing with all his cum.
We lay there for awhile, both exhausted and satisfied. His cock still inside my pussy, but slowly going soft, and both our juices running out of my pretty little cunt, and down the crack of my ass. After that day Uncle John was very protective of me, and spoiled me more than ever.

Jessica Lynn… *giggles*  1-888-601-5873

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We had a woman come over on Friday. I don’t know about you, but for me, part of the “high” that happens is in the anticipation, and then in the thrill of remembering it afterwards. I will not name names, although I would love to. She is a friend to the bone, and deserves to have wonderful things happen. I just know that when we advertise, the freaks come out. And some of us are fun, and others of us are just plain weird.

She is single. And horny. And when she cums, she clenches and throbs and I love watching her face. I do the same thing, so it is exciting to me to see someone cum in the same way that I do. Her back arches and her face grows red and she wants her nipples sucked. Hard. And I want to give it to her again. And of course, I am female. I do not own a strap on, and I am not sure it appeals to me. But she will take my hand. I think about her all week long, hoping nothing comes up to spoil our fun.

After she gets here, I spend a long time eating her pussy, all purple and ridged. I never thought it could be so easy. “Let’s get started.” She goes in the room and takes off her clothes. I want to keep her forever! Her clit is small and wants to stay hidden, but I try to push it out with my tongue. I love the way she sighs and calls out. Since that is such a turn-on to me, I have tried to get louder when I play, to be more verbally responsive, but sometimes years of silent-sex-cause-the-kid’s-in-the-next- room plays out and it’s hard for me to verbalize. My husband and kisses her mouth and fingers pert nipples. His dick is still soft. It won’t be for long.

I slip a finger in. I have nails, so I try to be careful. She eases against me, so I know I’m okay. I start to jab her with two fingers, darting down with my mouth to suck on her clit at the same time. I feel that wonderful ridge toward the top of her belly and I stroke that inside of her cunt. She sighs. She’s wonderful to let me do this to her. I am still new enough at being with women that I feel it is such a privilege and I still don’t feel like I know the first thing about what I am doing, I’m just fortunate enough to have the same body parts.

I eased another finger in, then another. She’s a good girl, she takes them, nails and all. At one point, I moved my hand awkwardly and grazed her deep inside the tender places, and she grimaced, but I adjusted and she grinded against my hand. Yumm! I pushed a little more and–gulp–I was deep inside. Oh my god. Oh thank you god. I am up to my wrist in a woman and she is incredible and there is nothing I wouldn’t do to take her again and again. I feel my own pussy, as wet as it gets, and I ache with excitement. My husband moves behind me and sticks his dick in my cunt and I ride against him, all distracted, my wrist inside my girlfriend, my husband sinking home. I love him for letting me play with girls! He fucks me playfully, his eyes riveted to watching my hand disappear inside the girl on our bed.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” I call out as my girl starts to cum. Her twitching and clenching around my wrist makes me want to cum myself! I give it to her two or three more times, aggressively as I dare, and then as fast as I can, I pull it out. Thwk! I hear the slurp of my hand come out of that tight trap and WHAM the convulsions rock through her abdomen in a way I can’t describe. OMG. I want to do it again. I ease my slippery hand back inside and slunk! slunk! slunk! I give it to her good. Then whap! I pull it out and she twitches and writhes on the bed.

I need a dick! My husband is stroking his own next to me as he watches her cum, then I pull my favorite dildo out of the nightstand, lube it up and ease it inside of her. Slurp, slurp, slurp. She raises her pelvis to meet my hand as it holds the rubber toy. I dab my left hand across her clit and tell my husband to hold open her legs. She is cranking up for a third orgasm, and the more we take control of the situation and hold her so and make her take it, the more she seems to get into her space. He holds her thighs apart and I give it to her good, and wham! Another wild-ass climax reels through her body! She cums so hard!

“OK, your turn” I tell him. (Like, make yourself useful, dammit!) I move out of the way and pull my fake dick out of her cunt so she can take the real one. I pull up on the bed and away and start kissing her mouth, licking her neck.

“Fuck her, Baby,” I urge him. “Fuck her.” My own hand finds a place between my legs and I pet my pussy eagerly while I watch.

I know she likes the real penetration more than any toy, and likes the face to face of being with a man more than being with a woman, but there is still an aspect to being with a woman that is distinctively different than being with a man. I stroke her forehead and kiss her with soft kisses. I pinch her taut nipples, and like me, she can take some pressure there, so I twist. She calls out. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Between her legs, I see his big black dick sinking in and out with sharp thrusts. He grabs her legs and pulls her to the edge of the bed where he can get more leverage and give her the fucking she deserves. Oh it is so HOT!

I take matters into my own hands and start tearing myself up. Then, I’m kissing her. My husband moves down to kiss us both, passionately and deep, then sucks lingeringly on my tongue as he pulls up to stand. He holds her like a wheelbarrow, her back on the bed and plows deep into her. She’s almost screaming; she’s so thrilled.

I jam my dildo inside my own cunt and slam it in there good. It’s not going to take much. At this point we are each so into what we are doing, the smells of our satisfaction and sweat are thick in the room. I want to roll over and stand above her face and fuck myself with the toy until I squirt all over her face, but I don’t. I haven’t asked her if she’d be into that, and I’m not taking a chance of ruining the mood. I feel the pressure rise inside my loins just thinking about what I’d like to do to her and then Pop! I pull the dildo out and spray them both as a stream shoots across the bed.

My oh my! We kept at it for another hour.

It was after midnight when she finally left. I can’t wait to have her again!

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Have any of you ever licked a womans pussy so long and so good that she actually couldn’t walk afterward? 

Yeah Right!

 But I will tell you who does–my personal trainer.  And my husband was listening the whole time but my personal trainer doesn’t know. 

I know that was really sneaky of me but he wanted me all to himself and I just couldn’t leave my old man out of all the fun-hehe!

I truly meant to actually workout today but then I got to thinking how fun it would be to see just how in love with me my p/t was. 

 What? 

 I was curious so I found out.  He is really head over heels with me.  Wanna know how I know?

He ate my pussy for an entire hour or more.  I was there from 10am this morning and didn’t leave his house til 12:45.  It took us exactly 10 minutes from walking in the door to being in bed.

The man licked my pussy 7 different ways from Sunday!  My clit is still throbbing and I couldn’t help but pick up the phone and dial my husband and lay it down while my p/t was sucking my sweet, wet, tight pussy. 

He finger fucked me in my pussy and my ass at the same time while working his fingers on the base of my clit and his tongue on the length of my clit.  He had his nose burried in between my ass cheeks while he tongue fucked me, I’m telling you that I think that at one point I was actually screaming.  At least that’s what my husband said.  I must’ve been because he did put his wet fingers in my mouth to suck on-hehe!  He pounded me so good with his fingers that I actually squirted!  And believe me when I tell you that I am not known for doing that.  But it felt so fucking good!  I’m sure that his neighbors were wondering just what kind of personal trainer he is being that he just moved into the neighborhood LOL! 

Well now they know. 

But that isn’t the best part of today.  He loved licking on my juice box so much HE came TWICE while doing it!!  Also a first for me. 

 And that is how I became Lick ‘em Ade for a day.   If any of you think you can top that lemme know.  I’ll be waiting.

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This happened before we had caller ID. Late 80’s. I mean, we had it, but not everyone had it. And you could hit “last call dialed” but only on certain phones, only if they were the most modern styles. I remember I was working at the fabric store, and my shift was due to start in the evening. I was laying down for a few minutes before my shift started, but I wasn’t really tired. What I really was was horny. But there wasn’t much I could do about that.

You might not know this about me, but I am not much of a masturbator. I mean, when I was a teen in the dark of my room, of course there were moments where I did, but not as part of a regular routine. I didn’t do it just to do it, to try to learn things about myself. And to this day, I don’t usually masturbate. Mutual masturbation is another story. I will masturbate if I can watch you masturbate. But regular masturbation, by myself, no- - - not usually.

That afternoon, I was lying in the bed, thinking about masturbating, but not sure if I wanted to (because I do like some company) when the phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Hello. Is Kim there?”

“I’m sorry. There’s no Kim here. You must have the wrong number.”

The caller was an older man. He apologized and hung up. In a moment, the phone rang again.

“Hello?”

“Is Kim there?”

“This is the wrong number again.”

“Oh.”

Now the caller was pausing in a strange way that I couldn’t put my finger on. I said, “But do you just want to talk? I mean, I don’t know you, but if you don’t care whether you speak to Kim, I’d like to talk.”

“Oh. Okay…”

Now I don’t know about instincts, but I had a good vibe on this man. In the few words that had passed between us, I had him pegged for the silent, brooding type who would watch you across the room but wouldn’t be the one to speak first. I had him pegged for being the “God, nothing hysterically exciting Ever happens to me” type. I may have been unfair, but I even had him pegged for the “I look inside lit rooms hoping someone will be naked” type.

I didn’t really care. I wanted to masturbate and I don’t like doing it alone. Talking on the phone to a complete stranger might be okay.

“So tell me about yourself,” he said to me.

“I’m married. Have a son. My husband’s at work. My son’s at school. I’m getting ready to go to work. Well not right away. In an hour or so.”

I glanced at my watch. I really had more than two hours, but he didn’t need to know that.

He pitched in that he was married, and he worked at a company that we would all know because of the many millions of dollars they spend to advertise on tv. He was off for the afternoon. Had the house to himself.

“So tell me about Kim.”

“She’s a friend.”

“Are you attracted to her? Are you an item?”

He stumbled on his answers.

“No. Really. Tell me about Kim. If I’m going to reveal real things about myself, tell me about Kim. Why are you calling her at 3:30 in the middle of a Thursday afternoon?”

“She’s a business associate.”

“Really? Is that all?”

“But I am attracted to her.”

“I knew it!” I said. My hand was working its way down the hollow of my tummy, past the elastic band of my panties… He was going to be fun!

“Have you ever approached her to have sex?”

He laughed uncomfortably.

“Let me say that a different way. Have you ever wanted to approach her to have sex?”

“Yes I have.”

“But you haven’t done it.”

“I’m married.” He said.

“Of course you are. We all are, aren’t we?” I giggled. Everyone’s always so frigging married…

“What’s your name?” He asked.

“I’m not going to tell you my name because I am probably the only person in the city who has it, so if you ever ran into me, you would know who I was. What do you want to call me?”

“I’ll call you Elizabeth.”

That gave me goosies because that’s really my middle name, and in the fantasies of a child with a name no one’s ever heard of, I used to wish people would call me Beth. “Call me Beth, then.” I told him.

By now I had my finger more or less trapped inside pussy folds, but I really wanted to play hard, not just dabble, so I figured I’d better get out of my pants. “Hang on a sec, I need to put the phone down.”

I put the phone on the end table, and I wriggled out of my clothes. I took my shirt off real quick because I like to play with my nipples. I laid back on the bed and picked up the phone.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

Now this was the moment of truth. Would I tell him what I was really doing? I really, really wanted to tell him, but only if I was anonymous.

“Before I answer that, do you remember what number you called?” Before he could answer, I fed him the answer I wanted. “Because if you can remember the number you called, then I don’t want to tell you. But if you’re perfectly sure that you don’t remember the number you called and you won’t be calling it back again, well… if you don’t remember the number, then I could make this one of the most fun phone conversations you’ve ever had…”

I had my legs thrown wide and I was trailing my fingers along body parts that craved to be touched. The uncharted territories. Having a listening audience was making me drip with anticipation. My pussy was sodden. I dipped a finger in and licked the taste off. I’ve always liked the way I tasted.

“I have no idea what number I dialed.”

Good man. I could almost see him making notes about the number he did actually dial, but at that point, I didn’t care. He passed my test that he was willing to go along with what I wanted. He wasn’t one of those assholes who would insist on things being a certain way, regardless of what it cost him in the end.

“Well then, I am laying here completely naked, getting ready to masturbate while we are on the phone.”

I loved hearing the gasp in his voice. “Do you do this often?”

“Nope. First time. That’s okay, isn’t it?”

He assured me that was more than okay. That was fabulous.

Through the phone, I thought I heard a door close. I imagined him going into some remote room of his house. Maybe he was going to masturbate with me!

“Tell me what you look like.”

I described to him my twenty-five-ness. I told him my measurements and my height. I was pretty much a 36 - 28 - 36 then, but I was sure he didn’t believe me. It didn’t matter. This was the phone. Anything was possible. I had curly brown hair. I had soft, sensuous skin. I had nipples that liked to stand up. I had a wet, wet, pussy. He wanted to hear more about the wet, wet pussy. He wanted to hear about the last time I’d had sex. I talked to him awhile, fingering myself, sliding my hands across lakes and valleys and delicious encounters.

“Tell me about yourself.” I said, when I’d told him enough.

“There’s nothing to tell.” He said. “I would bore you.”

“Then talk to me about anything at all, anything you like. I want to feel my pussy while you talk to me. I will listen and when I start to get close, you will know. But I want to listen to you talk.”

“Describe to me what you are going to do.”

I told him that I was cupping my breasts and pinching my nipples, that I was petting the outer folds of my labia, that I was tapping and stroking my clit… but I was going to start inserting fingers, and maybe a toy, into my pussy, and I wanted him to talk to me while I did it all. He was going to have to use his imagination, I told him.

He started talking, I don’t remember about what, but I was sure he was yanking his own by then. I stopped him. “Are you touching yourself too?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Oh that makes me so fucking hot. It makes me so fucking hot to know that you want to jack off listening to me on the phone. Okay. Go ahead with your story…”

And I went back to diddling my clit and imagining him wetting his hand to slide it up and down on his hairy knob. At some point, I did get out a toy. I didn’t have elaborate toys at the time, it was just a small vibrator that came free with a purchase from Adam & Eve. I didn’t use it very often, and the batteries weren’t fully charged.

“You hear that?” I asked him, holding the phone closer to my puss. “I turned on a vibrator and I’m using it to fuck my hot pussy. You like that?”

He didn’t answer but there was a catch in his breath. I could imagine him with eyes shut, willing himself into a bed with a twenty five year old horny woman who wanted to get off before she started her shift. There was a noticeable slurp when I moved the vibrator in and out of my slit. I hoped the sound of my sloppy wet pussy just about to cum was totally getting him off.

I put the phone back to my ear. I didn’t hear much coming from his end of the phone. “You still there?”

“I’m here,” he said.

I imagined him saying something more along the lines of “Oh God, Yes, I am here, and I am so fucking horny because I just dialed the wrong number and you are a freaking goddess to let me listen to you cum like this” and I went on, “Well, I’m close. I’m real close. You want to listen to me cum?”

“Yes,” he whispered. I imagined him sitting on the floor in his den, back against the wall, his weiner stiff in his hand, phone pressed against his ear, hanging on my every movement. I felt like I had him totally captured.

Men, those of you who have read this far, you will learn something about women if you will allow them to think they have you totally captured. At least once in awhile.

I arched up in the bed, the receiver next to me on the pillow. I jammed the vibrator in and out of my pussy, in and out, in and out. The battery was rumbling, but it was almost dead, and there wasn’t much girth to the toy, so it wasn’t fulfilling my need… if you get my drift.

In desperation, I picked up the phone. Smooth. Rounded. Big.

“Okay,” I told him, “I can’t listen to you for a minute, cuz I’m about to cum, and I’m going to use the phone receiver to make me. Okay? I want you listening to this…”

He could hear the intensity in my voice because at this point this was all performance. Live performance of a woman on the edge of a cum, willing herself to tiptoe up to the edge, and body slam to the other side. I took the phone receiver by the cord end and jammed the ear piece smack down into my sopping wet cunt.

It didn’t take much. “Ah! Ah! Ah!” I started calling. Oh God, I hoped he was listening. This was making me so fucking hot. “Oh God. I’m cummm-mmm-iiing!” I yelled. “My pussy is so wet. My pussy is so fucking wet. My nipples are rock hard. Oh it makes me so HOT to think about you listening to me do this.”

A few more slams into my hot pussy and I thrashed about on the bed somewhat. I pulled the receiver to my ear by the cord. “Did you hear all that?” The phone receiver was slippery and full of my smell.

“You are so hot,” he said. “I’m gonna cum too!” And I heard him “Oooh! Oh! Oooh!” and imagined a drizzle of white flash out of the end.

“I have to get ready for work, now.” I told him when he’d caught his breath. “Now if you’re going to keep this special, it’s very important you don’t call me back. This was a one-time deal, you understand me?”

“Yes, Beth,” he said. “I understand.”

About a week later, the phone rang on a Thursday afternoon at around 3:00. “Hello?”

“Is Beth there?”

Of course it was him. “I told you you could NOT call me back. I told you it was that one time. You cannot be calling my house. I am married.” There was more urgency in my voice than I wanted him to hear. There was more urgency in my voice than I wanted to have. I really did need to remain anonymous! I could not have a man hanging around, wanting to meet me, wondering if I was horny every Thursday afternoon. If he called me again, he was going to ruin it.

“I must have the wrong number.” His voice sounded sad.

He couldn’t imagine how I’d remember that afternoon, like a precious stone collected on a beach of long, lazy afternoons. He would never imagine how I wanted to tell him thank you for letting it be just what it was: A wrong number.

He never called back again.

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Lemme tell you guys that I wasn’t sure I was gonna make it through my birthday in one piece.  Although, secretly it was my wish not to. 

 The goal was for me to have 5 different guys over the 5 day weekend I had allotted for my birthday weekend, with my weekend beginning on Thursday and the whole thing culminating on my birthday which was Monday May 12th.

 I was very successful.  Day (1) was a freaky LAPD officer who my husband and I met at a local bar.  He was very cute, and while we were chatting a very handsome much younger guy came up and told me I was the most beautiful woman in the place and blew his hot young breath in my ear while rubbing his hard cock all over my thigh!

Day (2)  was my sissy boi who came over and was my boyfriend and my husbands boifriend the entire evening and most of the next day.  And I must say there is something very thrilling about being fucked by a man wearing stockings after he has sucked my husbands cock raw.  You see, he had to fuck me to get fucked by my husband-and even that wasn’t enough for our little slut, I had to fuck him with my 10-inch strap on too!

Day(3) was the very first guy that my husband and I swung with together.  He was only 21 and very eager to please.  He was also bisexual but for some reason my husband wasn’t and hasn’t been interested in him, but he remains a good friend and he has a very big cock.

Day (4) was the cable pimp.  We met him at a swingers party where I spent the entire evening sucking his 11-inch cock and making out with his wife.  The fantastic thing about this guy is that he is only 5′2″ with an 11-inch cock and his wife is 5′10″!  They are a very exciting couple, but being that the idea was to get filled with cum his wife and I didn’t play that night.  But we have plans for my house warming party.

Day (5) was my personal trainer with whom I have been having a very steamy and torrid love affair with. He is 6′4″, blonde  like me, built like a shit brickhouse, and he packs 9.5″ of steel.   He is also a record breaking and record holding cyclist.   You see my husband allows me to have boyfriends as well as our swinging lovers.  I figure with my personal trainer I can kill a few calories and knock a good one off at least once a week-lol. 

 Of course after fucking each of these glorious cocks, my husband fucked me-he sometimes likes sloppy seconds. I guess you could say that I was a cum-sponge and I enjoyed every minute of it.  It took me a couple days just to recover. 

I will have to have another fuck-a-thon soon.  I have a long list of interested men who just couldn’t break away from their current commitments to fuck me but were willing to at a later date.  So I am lining them up for the next event.  I will be sure to share the details of that with you all too.  Stay posted, I love fucking and sharing what I have done with all of you, so there will be plenty of stories cumming!

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I got a phone call yesterday from my friend David.  He lives two states away and travels to my home town for work.  We hooked up for the first time about three months ago.  I liked him. 

He was my bad rock and roll guy.  He had been a model in his early 20’s.  He’s 30 now, still gorgeous.  He’s covered in tattoos now, he has long, dark, spirally hair, beautiful brown eyes, and a HOT body. 

Did I mention he was HUNG?  OMG, he bottomed my pussy out a few times that night. 

  

We had a great time that night.  I left knowing that if he and I would spend more time together, we would rock each other’s world more and more each time.   BUT, I didn’t know if I would ever hear from him again, or if he would be traveling back any time soon.  Neither one of us has time for a email/phone/chat relationship. 

 

I was excited yesterday when I answered David’s call.  He was all excited and said that he was coming in Sunday morning, did I have any plans, could I meet him around 2pm.  I said I could definitely make it.  He repeated this twice to me on the phone before he hung up “think very hard about what fantasy you want, anything you want, I want you to really think about it.” 

 

OMG, he doesn’t know me that well….laughing my ass off!   He could end up like Craig!  I KNOW men are attracted to David.  For those of you that know me, you know what a dangerous request he’s making by asking me to put thought into my favorite fantasy. 

 

I have a number of ideas going through my head.  One of them I keep coming back to will involve a role play exhibition in front of the bartender and the patrons at the bar that we’re meeting at.   ~~~evil grin~~~    Then going back to his room and making him my erotic slave.  I want to make him slowly strip for me, while I sit back on the bed and smoke.  I will shout directions at him and treat him like a piece of meat.  FLEX your penis slave! 

 

What fantasy do YOU think I should arrange?  You KNOW I’m going to write about it.

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Mona

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Jack is my new boyfriend.  (one of many….hehe)  We’ve been going to swingers clubs together for the last few months.  We’ve tried just about everything together so far.  Our sexual compatibility has been delicious. 

I got a tiny bit too tipsy at one of the parties and Jack said it was time to take me home.  We had about an hour and a half drive home and I talked talked talked talked.   (I get that way when drinking…lol)  I ended up telling him about my son Bret.  His face lit up like a kid in a candy store.  He said “really?  Really?  You’ve actually sucked your son’s cock?”  I giggled and said yes.  He HAD to hear the whole story.  His cock got harder and harder as I replayed the night I first sucked my son’s cock.

 

Jack helped me into the house and up the stairs.  I was headed towards the bathroom and Jack steadied me as I walked.  I opened the bathroom door and there was my son Bret, who I hadn’t seen in a month, standing there!   We all were startled then started to laugh.  I ran in the bathroom to pee.  When I came out the bathroom they had already introduced themselves and were chatting in the hallway. 

 

I started taking off my clothes, throwing them about and giggling.  Jack looked at my son to see his expression.  My son is so used to me he just smiled and rolled his eyes.  I grabbed them both and dragged them into the bedroom.  I told Jack that Bret has had extensive sexual education.  Jack got the immediate “I’M SO FUCKING HORNY RIGHT NOW” look.  My son’s face got a little flushed, but he stayed right there.  I told Bret to sit on the bed.  I got down on my hands and knees and pulled out his cock.  I was sucking and licking it like a long lost friend.  I peeked behind me and saw Jack standing there stroking his cock.  Bret was watching him too.  I said “don’t just stand there Jack, eat my ass and pussy while I suck Bret’s cock.  Jack got busy munching on my dripping wet pussy.  Bret can sustain his erections FOREVER!  I got up, dizzy, and laid on the bed.  I told Bret to eat my pussy while I laid on my back and enjoyed the spinning.  Bret was licking and lapping up my wetness, I came a few times filling his beautiful mouth with my cum.  Then I realized I had forgot about Jack.   “Jack, don’t just stare at that delicious pink hole of Bret’s, get up there and lick it”, I said.   Jack didn’t have to be asked twice.  He jumped up and gave Bret a good long rimming while Bret snacked on my pussy.  Bret was sliding two fingers in and out of my cunt, massaging my Gspot, making me buck into his mouth. 

 

I turned my body around so that I was on the bottom side of 69.  I wanted to suck that sweet young cock without giving up that sweet young mouth on my snatch.  I’ve got Bret’s cock down my throat and I’m swallowing to milk him, when I can see Jack starting to put his cock in Bret’s ass.  Bret’s starting to moan more.  Jack starts to fuck Bret faster which only pushes Bret’s cock deeper into my mouth.  Bret never lost a beat though, he continued to suck on my cunt, while I swallowed his cock and Jack fucked his ass.  Finally, the flood of cum fills my throat and mouth.  I swallow as fast as I can. 

 

I roll out from under Bret and just watch Jack fuck him.  Bret is getting into it so much, his cock gets hard again.  Sweat is pouring off of Jack.  Jack pulls his cock out of Bret’s ass and shoots his load onto my tits.  Jack smiles at me, then licks up all his cum and puts his tasty mouth over mine and feeds me his cum.  Both Jack and I fall back onto the bed exhausted.

 

After a minute, Bret says “what am I supposed to do with this now”?  Jack and I looked at Bret and he had another rock hard erection. 

We looked at each other and said “young people”.

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Mona

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I always look forward to your phone calls.  If you could see the smile that encompasses my face when I answer your calls. 

You like to hear about my sexual adventures and I enjoy telling you about them.

I went out and played last night.  My ass and nipples are still sore and red.  I played with a guy last night that turned out to be a Dominant.  He forced oral on me and made me beg him to fuck     If I had met him alone, I would have been scared.  But since there were so many people there, I just kind of enjoyed the experience…. but my dominant side did not.  I ended up knee-ing him in the balls to let him know he had not conquered me.

I’ve went and played with my new fuck buddy on Wednesday night.  The one that makes love to me the way I always dreamt you would.  His name is Tony.  I think about him and the way he touches me, kisses me, tastes me, fucks me.  I think about you, the way your voice gets my pussy so wet.  How I can cum just by talking to you on the phone.  I close my eyes and it’s like were really fucking.  Our energy excites the hell out of me.

As I lay here thinking about what I could and should be doing right now.  I feel myself getting very horny.  My hot cunt is beginning to take over all on it’s own.  I feel it begin to squeeze and pulsate, almost as if it had just finished cumming. 

I’m thinking of you.

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Mona

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Craig and I went on our date. We met at a bar down the road from the swingers club that we frequent. We had a few drinks and groped each other under table and got to know each other better.

As I asked him subtle questions he revealed things to me … and he didn’t even realize that he was doing it.

Hehe, a good phone fantasy operator knows how to find your kinks, doesn’t she?

When I told him I was a phone sex girl, he got really turned on. I asked him if he had ever sucked a cock before. He said no… but he was starting to become a little curious about it for the first time in his life.

My dominant little devil inside perked up. I slid my hand down the back of his jeans and inside his underwear. My fingers dug under his ass cheeks as my middle finger was sliding down his ass crack. I leaned over and dragged my lips against his neck as I asked “I think you’d enjoy being a sex slave Craig, wouldn’t you?”. “Yes Mistress, he breathed back”. “Time to go to the club slave” …. “Yes Mistress”. He paid for the drinks, like every good slave should, and we left.

We arrived at the club and it was a very small group.. it was a Thursday night, no party planned, but drop-ins are always welcome.

We visited with a few people, I said hello to all my friends as Craig played my slave… at my feet. I got up and dragged him into a playroom. None of the rooms have doors on them… anyone is welcome to watch.

However, no one is supposed to join a play session without being invited.

I laid down on the bed, my pussy facing the door, and said “please me slave”. Craig promptly got on his knees before me and dove his face into my cunt.. mmm, licking, sucking.. so wet and slippery his tongue was.. mmmm. Then a naked man came into the room. (well everyone there was naked of course..hehe)

The man started talking to Craig in a low gruffy voice…. “worship that pussy boay” (boay is boy with a southern accent..lol, think Deliverance) “show her how much you love that pussy boay”. Then he got behind Craig and started rubbing his ass. Craig peeked up at me and went back to eating me out. I was looking at this man who was sliding his finger in and out of my date’s ass. I know that Craig has never played with a man before.. we had talked about it. I got so excited with the series of events that were unfolding, and the more this man talked, the more turned on I got. As he was fingering Craig’s ass he’d say “you like Daddy’s big finger in your pink little asshole, don’t you boay?” At first Craig wouldn’t respond… he was nervous and he kept his mouth busy on my pussy. This is the first daddy/son role-play that I’ve done in real life.. It was so fucking hot.

The man (who I’m guessing at about 49 yrs old) tells Craig, “move out of the way boay, let Daddy show you how to worship a pussy”. He gets down on his knees and start to suck and lick my pussy, my clit, my lips. Damn!! He was good! I enjoyed every minute of it… I came so hard all over his face. Mmmmmm

 

The man gets up and says to Craig, “fuck that pussy now boay”. So Craig slide his nice hard 8incher in me and proceeds to pound my pussy hard and fast while that man laid down next to me, stroking and sucking on my nipples. I came so hard I squeezed Craig’s cock right out of my cunt.

The man says “lay down on the bed boay, show Daddy that young cock of yours”. Craig laid down on his back. His cock at full attention. I have to take it in my mouth. The man lays down on the other side of Craig so that he and I are face to face with only Craig’s cock in between us. The man asks me “may I?”, I say “yes, of course”. I’m inches away from this man mouth and I’m enjoying watching this 50 yr old man suck my 23 yr old date’s cock. The man gets up and kneels next to Craig’s face, leans over and starts making out with him. Knowing that this is another first for Craig has me giddy with excitement. I sit between Craig’s legs, his legs resting on top of mine, I stroke, squeeze and play with Craig’s cock and balls. The man reaches down behind my hands and slides his finger in Craig’s ass, Craig reaches around and slides his finger in the man’s ass as they make out. He stops kissing and says “you like that hairy Daddy ass don’t you boay?” Craig finally speaks and says “yes, Daddy”. I was electrified! Being called Daddy must have turned the guy on because he just went for it…. “suck Daddy’s cock boay”… “yes, Daddy”. I see this man grab the back of my date’s head and starts to pump his mouth, as he pumps a finger in his ass, has Craig’s finger in his ass, and I’m watching everything up close and personal as I’m yanking on Craig’s cock. “You like this Daddy cock, don’t you boay”… “yes, Daddy”, “Worship that Daddy cock boay”, “yes Daddy”. Now I’m jerking the hell out of Craig’s cock… then “Cum for Daddy boay!” “Cum on boay, cum for Daddy”. Craig starts to spew as I’m jacking him.. covering his stomach with cum.

We all got up and went outside for a cigarette and introduced ourselves. His name was Tim. A few people in the smoking area started to tease Tim. “Gee Tim, I thought you were Gay, I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw your face in Mona’s pussy!” He just smiled and said, “look at her, she’s hot!”.

Craig was driving me back to my car.. I kept staring at him, smiling. “Wow Craig, it was a whole night of firsts for you, wasn’t it?” He shook his head and said “yes”. I said “it was almost like everything we talked about at in the bar just happened”. He nodded in agreement. I smiled wickedly and said “it was almost if I had had it all planned in advance”. He just looked at me like “did you?”.

I have many more swinger stories. Just call me.

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Mona

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Craig is a nice looking young man. He’s 23, tight young body, nice round ass cheeks that are muscular from fucking. I’ve seen him at the swingers club every time I’ve gone for the last 3 months. I thought he belonged to another gal and he since he didn’t go out of his way to meet me and chat, I didn’t really think much about him. There are always nice young men at the club to play with.

Then, Last week at the club, for my birthday present, a spontaneous orgy broke out with me being the center of attention. Sandi on my left tit, Craig on my right tit, Craig’s cock in my mouth, Joy fucking my pussy with a vibrator and Ron massaged the Hitachi Magic Wand against my clit. I came so loud over and over again the neighbors complained. My best girlfriends got the giggles because they had never heard me that loud before… and they’ve heard me a lot…lol I got on my hands and knees, arched my ass in the air and Craig slid his face under my pussy and licked me with the softest, wettest, tongue.. I soaked his face as he gulped down as much of my cum as he could.

I have a date with Craig tomorrow night. I have a strong suspicion that Craig has some kink in him that is dying to get out. I may have found my new boy toy. I have been craving a new boy slave for awhile… and I suspect Craig has been wanting to finally live out that fantasy as well. The thought of training him makes my pussy so wet.

I know you’ll want to know how our date went. Call me, I’ll tell you.

Click on my toll free number to see my web site!

Mona

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