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My Naughty Nurse Fantasy!

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I glance around the room to make sure everything is ready.  I am so excited about this… I have been thinking about it for months! I ran down a quick checklist in my mind, making sure that I had left the hotel room key where he would be sure to find it, and the note telling him I was waiting for him. He will find it when he gets into his car after work. I worded the note so there would be no doubt he was in for one exciting night.

I walked to the bathroom and checked myself out in the full-length mirror. I love the nurses uniform on me! It looked fantastic. The bustier really showed off my assets. He is going to pass out when he sees me.

I heard the doorknob turn and my heart jumped. I rushed out to the middle of the room so I would be the first thing he saw when he opened the door. His eyes glued to me, then ran up and down my body, then back to my face. The look on his face was exactly what I had hoped it would be.

“Are you here for your check up, Sir?” I ask!   He sort of nods. I go to him and take his hand. “You must take off your clothes and lie down on the bed so I can begin.”     He nodded eagerly and proceeded to strip. When he was naked, he lay on the bed face up, watching me as I walked up to his side. I could easily see he was already becoming aroused.

I went to the bedside table and opened the drawer. First I took out the lubricant, and then the ultra thin prostate massager. His eyes got really big when he saw that! To his credit, he didn’t say a thing.

I lubed up the massager, and told him to spread his legs. As I climbed on the bed between his legs, I explained in my best nurse’s voice that we needed to check his prostate. He nodded but looked very nervous. I bent his legs, and put a bit of the lube on my finger, then rubbed it around his anus. His look of nervousness left, and was replaced by a far-away one. I knew he would love this, even though it was his very first time!

I very gently forced my lubed finger into his rectum and listened in delight to his gasp. Then I removed my finger and replaced it with the massager… ever so gently and slowly. His far-away look turned to one of total pleasure and his cock stood up at attention. I watched the massager slowly disappear inside of him, and it turned me on to the point of making a wet spot on the bed beneath me.

As I used the massager, I very slowly jacked him off. I made it last as long as was humanly possible for him to hold on. When he finally shot off, it was the longest, most intense orgasm I had ever seen.

“Well, sir, it would appear that your prostate is fine!” I giggled as I watched him gasp for breath.

Who’s my next patient?!

 

I Know What You Do

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I know what you do. I know you touch yourself when you read my words. You race through the sentences quickly at first, skimming, searching for the point that will make you sigh. You languish in that place. Your thoughts wrapping themselves around the picture I have painted, just as your fingers wrap around your sex.

 I know there are certain words that are a jolt to your gut. Dirty little spunk words that trip off the tongue. Words like wet and cunt, mouth and cum, ass and take. But it’s the phrases that spill from my lips that make you ache with lust. That make you want. “Cum for me baby”, begged with eager eyes. “Give it to me harder”, pleaded urgently. “Fuck my ass lover”, said as I look over my shoulder at you with big blue eyes. Those are the things that make you reach down between your legs and touch that throb.

 I know you close your eyes and imagine yourself there. Your fingertips gliding over and around all of my secret places. Our kiss, so tentative at first, so hesitant, but hunger overriding. My wet and eager mouth on you, working you into a lather. How heavy my hair feels in your hands. What my pussy must taste like on your tongue. Picturing all of these naughty things, these sights and these sounds make you crave that release.

 I know you have me on all fours, and on my knees. I know you have me in your lap grinding, and head to toe lapping at each other. I know we make love under clouds of covers, and fuck bent over the hood of a parked car. I know sometimes it is just you and I, and other times it is a tangle of others with us. I know you love me in lace and ribbon, and lust me in mesh and leather. I know sometimes it is slow and sweet, and other times it is rough and raunchy. I know it’s always a pleasure.

 I know what you do.

 But I love when you tell me anyway.

If I Keep Being Naughty, Santa Wont Bring Me Anything

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This morning, I woke up feeling frisky. If there had been a man in my bed he probably would have woken up to me giving him a blow job. But since there was no man to speak of, I had to take things into my own hands.

I reached down and pulled down my panties, slid one finger between my lips and was surprised to find how swollen and wet I already was. I was laying on my tummy and this realization, caused me to curl my knees up under me so I would be able to reach better. I dipped one finger into the wetness and brought it up to gently stroke my clit. It felt so good, I was already getting shivers down my spine. I circled, flicked and tapped until I came in a rush that started at the base of my neck and finished at my clenched toes.

But that was not all. No, this morning I wanted more. So I pulled by new toy out of its drawer, and resumed my position on my knees. I turned the vibrator on, and just held it to my clit. I didn’t have to move it because my hips seemed to have a mind of their own and were guiding my pussy up and down the length of the shaft. It wasn’t long before I thrust the whole thing inside me, unable to take the teasing anymore.

I thrust as fast and as hard as I could through two orgasms, then I rolled to my back and thrust as hard and fast as i could, bringing myself to another wet, body-shaking orgasm. 

Oh, yes, I have been very naughty.

My Teenage FuckToy

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“What’s this? What are you doing?”

Caught. Caught jerking your teenage dick. You try to hide the porn magazine and pull the sheet up, but I have already made it from the door to your bedside.

“Don’t pull that sheet up. A little too late for that, don’t you think? And what are you looking at. Let me see it.”

Sheepishly, you hand me the magazine, turning crimson when you realize the page it is opened to. I look at the page, then look at you.

“You like playing with that little  chubby boy while you’re looking at dirty pictures like this? Is this what gets you stiff?”

I shove the magazine in front of you, pointing to the high-gloss page. You stare dumbly at the filthy picture and feel your cock twitch. You glance at me, hoping I havn’t noticed. “Well,” I snarl, “answer me, young man.”

“I, er, I mean…”

I laugh. “Just admit it. You like it dirty. You want to do filthy things with bad girls. Like this.” I point to the page again. “What’s that guy taking up his ass? Huh? Tell me.”

As I says this, I sit on the edge of your bed. In an instant, the anger that had colored my face is replaced with a sly smile. As I take the magazine and toss it onto the floor, I push your sheet to the bottom of the bed.

“Spread your legs.”

“What?”

“I said…” I grasp both of your thighs and roughly pull you down onto your tailbone while pulling your legs a part. “…spread your fucking legs.”

“Now,” I continue, “grab that hog of yours and start stroking it. Let me see you beat off that teen cock.” I reach out, grabbing your hand and forcing your fingers around the shaft, then guide your hand up and down. “Go ahead. Up and down. That’s it. Keep it up.” I take my hand away. “Do it. Jerk that meat.”

Your cock is rock-hard again as you start playing with it, watching me watch you. You feel nasty and dirty. You like being watched. You like me watching. A drop of pre-cum is already bubbling from the head. “Oooh, look at that, I purr, “you like being a dirty little masturbater for me.”

Moving my hand over your balls, I cup them and squeeze gently. “We’re going to make little jack-off boy cum so hard,” I say. Then I put the finger of my other hand into my mouth. I raise an eyebrow while looking at you and making sucking sounds. When I pull the finger out of my mouth, it is glistening wet. “Guess where I am going to put this finger, babycakes,” I say, and you watch as I put the finger between your open thighs.

When my finger touches your asshole you almost explode. “Not yet,” I whisper, “keep stroking while I start working this finger in.” Not even realizing it you scoot down and open your legs wider. I giggle. “Oh yeah, you want it bad, don’t you?” I start pushing in and out, wiggling it around. You are moaning. It feels so fucking good.

“Do it,” I say. “Stroke that cock and shoot that teenage load of cum. Show me what a dirty little fuck you are.”

Suddenly, I jam two fingers into you, all the way to the hilt.

And you are cumming so hard that you can feel your ass clenching my fingers with every jerk of your cock as it spews in every direction.

Easing my fingers out of your ass, I lean over and kiss the gooey head of your dick. I look at you, hold up the fingers that were just in your ass and wiggle them.

“That was just the beginning. I’ll be back later with a dildo just like the one in the magazine.”

Mouth Control

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My mouth is on your cock, my face against your thighs on the bed
as you lie sideways and fuck my face,
using my mouth like a pussy. warm and eager to swallow your skin.
You thrust into me, hot and wet,
over and over, your skin like silk against my teeth,
your cock full against the back of my throat.
I kiss you
I lick you
You stuff yourself into me
until I choke
until I feel your body explode
and I have you still once again
–this time, under my control.

Anyone Call For a Taxi?!

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Even after my years in cities I still get a buzz from stepping into a taxi, instructing the driver and being taken where I want to go. There’s a subtle erotic pleasure in submitting to the confinement, being conducted through the traffic, and the possibility that this car could be going anywhere.

Then there is the addictive electricity of being driven to meet someone, anticipation and anxiety bumping up against each other while the car approaches the destination.

I will be naked within minutes of standing up from this seat.

But it isn’t just the anticipation, it’s the sense of being taken away. Even for just a little while.

What would you do if I was your driver? Dressed in a sexy, yellow cabbie uniform? Would you be able to resist me? Would you put your hand on my thigh and slowly move between my legs?
What if I picked you up and stopped the car in an alley somewhere, and asked you to take your pants down? Would you? Would you fuck me in the back seat of my cab?
Its almost Halloween, what will you do when I pick you up? Call me and tell me, I will get so hott just to know what you would do with me. What you would want me to do to you. MMmmmmmmmmmmmm, I am getting wet just thinking about it.
This Halloween,  think of me. You need a taxi… call Georgia 1-866-792-6237

Cucumber Humiliation

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I had a dinner party this past weekend and true to form this chic was feeling beheaded by midafternoon on the day of the party.  The menu was fairly simple: pan seared duck with a chipolte apricot glaze, roasted garlic mashed potatoes, mixed green salad (with avocado, cucumber, grilled onions, and blue cheese in a balsamic vinaigrette), and for dessert Mango and Strawberry Cobbler, but things kept happening that kept me from getting my butt in the kitchen where it needed to be.  One of my neighbors dogs got out and she was panicking (okay, so was i) so we went on a frantic dog search.  By the time we found the dog my florist was closed and i hadn’t picked up the arrangements for the party.  My mom called crying over a fight with my aunt and so it went, problem after problem.  That’s why i didn’t answer my phone when he called me later that afternoon.  Then he called again…

Him: Why haven’t you answered me little one?

me: i’m busy! I am just learning how to treat this new caller of mine. he is my master, and actually it quite turns me on!

Him: excuse me?

me: i’m sorry i was short with You, but i am busy washing vegetables and i had to put down cucumbers and dry my hands to text just now and things are out of control and nothing is going right and i. am. freaking. out.

Him: Are you alone?

me: yes Sir, i am now.

Him: Grab a cucumber, go to your room and get naked.

Less than two minutes later my phone rang again.  Gulp.  My heart started galloping and my tummy began filling with butterflies.  My problems were already starting to fade away into the background when i dropped to my knees and answered with a quiet, “hello.”  He wasted no time with idle chit chat. 

“You are mine georgia.  MINE.”

The words had an immediate effect on me.  My pussy contracted around the words as if they were fucking me with the depth of their meaning and the butterflies in my tummy took flight.  i was his right now and nothing else mattered.

“Your lips are mine.  Touch my lips.”

“Your breasts are mine.  Slap my breasts.  Harder.  i want to hear it.”

“Your nipples are mine.  Pinch my nipples.  Harder.  Make it hurt.”

“Your pussy is mine.  Fuck my pussy.  Use two fingers and fuck it.  Faster slave.  Faster.”

And so it went until i was breathless and begging to cum.  He tells me it takes most women a long time to reach an orgasm, but i’ve never been one for marathons and my pussy feels the same way…sprinting to the finish is just her style.  He granted permission for me to cum without even making me beg  and then before i’d had a chance to catch my breath he ordered me to cum again.

i was all a-tremble, the dinner party a forgotten nuisance when he spoke again, “clean your fingers like you clean my cock.”  i slid my fingers out of my pussy and put them in my mouth, sucking them clean and moaning as i imagined sucking my cum off of him. 

“Do you like that little one?”  he asked, and i mumbled a “yeth thir” around the fingers in my mouth.  “Good girl.  You do taste good.  So good in fact that I think we should share. Take the cucumber and slide it deep inside your pussy.”   i took the large, cold cucumber from the floor beside me did as he ordered.  My pussy clenched around it convulsively, still wanting to fuck, but he had other plans.

“Now pull it out, get dressed and go finish your salad.  Do NOT wash the cucumber off.  Do you understand me?”

i knelt there in shocked silence.  Surely he didn’t mean for me to serve a cum soaked cucumber to my friends.  No.  He coudn’t mean that.  He wouldn’t…

“Did you understand me slave?” he asked again in a tone that told me he did in fact expect me to serve my cum with dinner. 

“Yes Sir,” i managed to whisper past the sudden lump in my throat and after a simple ‘good girl’ he hung up the phone. 

The rest of the afternoon went by in a blur.  No longer did i worry about the recipes i cooked, or about the dress i was wearing or the way my hair turned out or about my make-up or what music to play.  All i could think about was the little chunks of cucumber in the salad that wore my cum as their dressing. 

Dinner went off without a hitch and everyone had a lovely time.  i blushed while they ate the salad, amazed that they remained unaware that they were munching on the proof of my slavery, but then they didn’t need to be reminded of what i was…

but i did. And so do you guys. Call me and let me be your little bitch tonight. I will do whatever you say.

Let me be your Masturbation Guide

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Are you ready to experience a true HOT mature pussy? I’m looking to show you a good time! Do you need a little hot fucking from a mature woman who knows how to make a man feel good ALL OVER? I am in my prime and can’t wait to fuck you show you what a truly hot phone sex experience is like!

 Would you like me to guide your masturbation? I’ll tell you when and how to stroke, taking you right to the edge and keeping you there, focused on my sultry voice, as I bring you to the ultimate orgasm. Put your cock in your hand and give me a call today. Remember – EVERYthing is hotter down south!!!!

Sweet Georgia Peach

Hot Cougar In Heat!!

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I’ve always preferred the company of younger men in and out of the bedroom, I guess there’s just something about coed guys, whether it be fratboys, or jocks, I’m all for them for a big hard dick to play with, and a good hard fuck. I guess it makes me a cougar, so I say meow baby. I need a young hard stud to take a ride on and your cock looks perfect for my pussy and ass. I have years more experience in the world of pleasure, and I’m more than happy to take you on a journey with hot milf phone sex tonight.
Sweet Georgia Peach!

The Parking Lot

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He slid into the booth, put his hand on my knee and kissed me hello.

He looked pleasantly surprised when he ran his hand up my thigh and discovered my nylons were actually lace stay-up stockings. As a result, his hand did not leave my upper thigh the entire evening.

We ordered drinks and engaged in the requisite small talk. Occasionally he would lean in to kiss my lips or neck. I didn’t mind – at least it was a clear signal that he was interested.

After a few hours of talking he walked me back to my car and leaned in for a final kiss. He had me pinned – my back to the car door, with one arm around my waist. Then without warning his other hand quickly slipped under my skirt and into my panties. My gasp of shock quickly turned into a moan as he thrust his tongue into my mouth and began rubbing my clit – immediately resulting in heat, wetness and my pulling him closer to me.

He began nibbling on my earlobe, whispering that he wanted to fuck me tonight- there in the parking lot- in the back seat of my car.

I hesitated. Torn between caution and desire. But I’ve never been a fan of car sex – it’s cramped and something that I associated with horny teenagers avoiding their parents, not consenting adults. Besides – I felt it was good to make him wait a bit.

That decision made in my head, I couldn’t help teasing him a little first – biting his lower lip and rubbing his crotch while I pretended to consider his proposition.

I could feel his cock straining for release, so I unzipped his pants to lightly caress it – glad for the moment that we were in a relatively isolated corner of the parking lot.

As I was about to send him on his way for the evening, he took matters into his own hands – yanking down my panties and lifting my leg over his hip. He rubbed his erect cock against my hot slippery cunt, telling me again how much he wanted me.

I moaned my submission and felt him thrust into me at that same moment. No hesitation- outside the car in a public parking lot. He slammed into me hard and fast, and we were done before anyone had the chance to come out and notice us.

He demurely kissed me goodnight, told me that it was nice meeting me and that he hoped we could do it again soon.

I agreed with the sentiment.