Last week I was in the girls locker room changing after cheer leading practice. I sorta had this weird feeling that someone was watching me. Just when I was pulling my tiny top over my head, I saw the janitor. He was hiding behind the lockers with a massive woody in his pants. I kinda like feel sorry for him because he seems like such a loser so I told him to come talk to me. At first he tried to explain that he was cleaning and didn’t know I was in the room. “Want me to stroke you off?” I seriously just came right out and asked because for some weird reason I wanted to make him cum really bad. He pulled out his cock and I wrapped my sexy, young fingers around it tight. I was actually surprised how big and hard it was mmmmm. Up and down I went working the ridge with my fingers, stroking fast and even faster until I made him shoot his hot, thick load everywhere. It made me really hot to watch him cum, maybe next time I will take his creamy load in my tight, teen pussy.
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Do you know what the perfect “pocket” for your cock feels like? Have you ever experienced that ultimate feeling that you knew at that very moment your cock was in pure bliss? No? Well, let me introduce you to my cleavage. A perfect balance of cuddly softness and squeezable firmness mixed with the perfect target of my tongue ready to lick the head of your cock as it peeks from between my breasts.
I may have been drunk last night and I may not even remember your name but I do remember that I came FOUR times. I do remember your cock felt so good I was squirting puddles all over it. I remember that I was literally so wet it was dripping down my thighs when I stood up.
So, I don’t need to remember your name. All I have to do is reach down today and feel how swollen my pussy lips are and how sensitive my clit is and how juicy, even now, that my pussy hole is, and that is all I really need to remember about you.
It’s hard being so far away from her. It doesn’t get any easier. Being separated by 3,000 miles is never an easy task, but especially so when you are so madly in love and lust as my wife and I are. Jo’s in New York at the moment, and I’m stuck in Los Angeles. Sometimes my services are required on the Left Coast as well, and I get paid very well for it. Very, very well if you catch my drift. It’s funny, that we are so open with our sexuality, so free with it always. But we are still able to keep it to ourselves when we are apart from each other (outside of “Professional Engagements” of course).
When I heard her voice over the line this morning, I couldn’t help myself but to picture her. Her creamy, perfect skin, delicately hung on her perfect body, covering her perfect, perky breasts, her perfectly amazing ass, and every other little crevasse and perfect corner of her body. Her beautiful face the crowning glory of this picture of perfection. I can see her eyes sparkling, her full lips, moist with saliva, her tongue darting hungrily between them, her biting her bottom lip gently, looking so hungry, so hungry for my throbbing cock. I tell her that I can see her, that in my mind, she’s right in front of me.
It wasn’t long before I told her how badly I wished I could make love with her. I told her how I would kiss her if she were here with me, my hand behind her waist, other hand at the nape of her neck, pulling her tightly against me. Letting my tongue slide slowly between her hungry lips, I bite her lip gently, pull her tighter against me, and let my hand slide down between her gorgeous ass cheeks, just letting my fingertips brush softly against the lips of her dripping wet pussy. I knew by this time that her pussy really was dripping wet, and I could hear her moaning softly and panting a bit on the other end.
“Go on”, she tells me, and I’m only all too happy to oblige her as I slip my now rock hard, throbbing cock out of my jeans and continue. Tighter I pull her against me, almost lifting her as I kiss her deeply, biting her lip just a little bit harder. My hand again slides between her legs, and this time I let my finger slightly part her pussy lips, just enough to feel how wet she is. I let some of her juices stay on my finger, so I can taste her… So sweet, so delicious. She really does have the most incredibly delicious pussy I’ve ever tasted. This time as I let my hand slide back down between her ass cheeks, I mean business, so I lift her leg and wrap it around me, as I gently pick her up onto the bed and lay her down softly.
As I climb up and let the tip of my cock brush against her rock hard little clit, she lets out a beautiful little whimper, and I know that she’s touching herself now… “I have my toy now” she says, but I already knew by the noise she had just made. “Stroke your cock” She tells me next, as if I had not been already. We spent the next ten minutes working Pro Bono for each other, and it was amazing. It was like I was there, it was like we were in the bed together. I could see her face, feel her skin, smell her hair and taste her pussy, and it was unbelievable. I’m sure that she could taste my cock, feel my sweat under her fingertips, and feel every touch, every kiss, every caress and every stroke of my huge cock inside her.
We came so hard together, and it was one of the best orgasms either one of us had had in a while. I know this because it made Jo squirt, and I came on the ceiling somehow. These are both slightly unusual occurrences. It’s only the second time either one of us had ever had phone sex that wasn’t for work, and the first was a few days before, but after that I think that we both seem quite happy to continue to enjoy each other when we’re far away. We both know that there is not another person on this planet that can turn either one of us on like the other. It’s funny, but you don’t realize how much you love someone, or how much they really turn you on until they aren’t around. Anyway, I guess in closing we just want to say, never let anyone tell you that there’s no joy in working Pro Bono.
Now I’m tellin’ you one thing, this dirty girl likes it nasty and hot no doubt about it! So, please do me a favor and bring only your most taboo fantasy’s or fetish. Vanilla shit just doesn’t do it for me, I like to get as nasty as we can on and off the phone. Where I come from it’s just the way it is and until I left home for college I just thought everyone was the same. Truth is out that I am just about the trashiest nymph around and I fuckin own it with a slutty smile. I might be just plain white trash but lucky for me plenty of men adore me for it.
Bottom line, you pick your poison and I guarantee you I will match it with mine. The more kinky the better and I do mean it!
Southern Style Licks, Ashton































































































































































































