I learned a long time ago that the only thing guys like more than pussy is new pussy. I get a lot of calls where I can succinctly hear my guy stroking his cock for me and it totally turns me on. What makes me even wetter is when he tells me his wife is home and he’s playing with me on the down low. He’d rather phone fuck me than get it from his wife… it’s all about new pussy!
I’ve always gotten a kick out of fucking another woman’s man – it’s such a naughty rush. Let this blog serve as a public service announcement to those of you who think about calling a slutty phone sex operator and rubbing one out on the sly but feel like it’s… somehow wrong. I’m here to tell you it’s not. I’m a discrete professional with no inhibitions and I love my job. I won’t become clingy or nag you to take me on a date. I won’t ever ask you to leave your wife for me. I’ll just make you cum harder than she can, and it will be our sexy little secret.
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Whatever path we go down. I know you will be squealing with pleasure.
~Princess Paris~
My phone rings and I look at the caller ID. It’s you and I pick up with excitement. I can’t wait to cum for you again.
I ask you what’s on your sexy mind today and you tell me you want to shove your big hard cock deep in my ass. But first, you say, you need me to get you hard.
I describe in exquisite detail my superior blow-job skills. While I’m getting your cock stiff, my fingers find my swollen clit and I start rubbing little circles on it. My fingers coated with my slick juices, I slide them across your lips, into your mouth and you taste my desire for you. You pull me off your cock and tell me to spread my ass open for you. I bend over and pull myself wide, giving you a close-up view of my sweet little rosebud.
You slide your hard, thick cock from my clit to my ass hole, pleasuring both of us and getting me nice and lubricated. Once you have my shit hole nice and slippery, you began to enter me. You feel the initial resistance as my muscle relaxes to accommodate your cock and then I began to stretch. You plunge deeper and deeper until my tight little anus has taken you balls deep. I push back against you and guide your hand to my pussy, begging you to finger me as you take my ass. You fuck me harder with each thrust, bringing both of us closer to climax… then you feel me get tighter again and you pick up the pace, knowing I’m going to cum any moment. I cry out as my orgasm racks my body and you feel me contract on your cock in rhythmic pulsations, milking the cum from your balls.
I was at a pool hall and there were several games of billiards going on. I really love watching men do what they’re good at – it doesn’t really matter what it is. I find proficiency a turn on.
So I’m sitting at the bar, and the guy next to me asks me if I’d like to play a game of pool with him. My daddy taught me how to shoot when I was little, and I’m pretty damn good if I do say so myself. I said sure and we picked up our drinks and got off our stools.
“There’s one catch,” he said.
“Oh?” I asked.
“Well, there’s a private room in the back and that’s where we’re going. And…” he paused, looking me up and down, “I’d like to offer you a little wager.”
As we made our way back to the room, he put his hand on my shoulder, and slowly moved it down until it was resting on the top of my ass. “I have to warn you, I’m probably going to kick your butt,” I sassed.
“I think I’d probably enjoy that,” he laughed. “Winner gets a sexual favor… deal?”
“Oh, well… I hope you’re good with your tongue,” I replied.
We entered the room and he closed the door and said, “I think it would only be fair to tell you I’ve played in a lot of tournaments and I don’t think you could beat me unless I let you.” He pulled the rack off the balls and picked up a cue. “Mind if I break?”
“By all means, go ahead,” I responded.
His break was clean and explosive. He sunk five balls and smiled at me.
I decided I needed an advantage. I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and opened it, letting him get a look at my cleavage.
He walked to the opposite side of the table. “9 ball in the corner,” and shot it into the pocket.
I unhooked my bra and let it fall to the floor. Then I unzipped my skirt and stepped out of it.
“You don’t play fair. 11 in the side.” He tapped the intended pocket with his cue and took his shot. And missed.
I laughed and walked to him and reached for the cue. I slid a finger into my wet pussy and ran it across his lips. “I’m going to clean up the table now, and afterwords, you’re going to get on your knees and lick me until I cum in your mouth.”
I love my husband… really, I do. But sometimes I feel like tough love is what he needs most, and yesterday was one of those days.
I woke before him and slowly, quietly opened the drawer on my nightstand and took out the cock cage. Then I lifted the comforter and slid down to his cock with the device. I ever so gently took his flaccid little penis in my hand and fitted the cage around it. I felt him stir and quickly locked it shut. I smiled as I heard him say, “Babe?” I flipped the covers off me and looked at him with a devilish smile. I watched his expression as he realized I’d locked him up, and then I slid his caged cock into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it and felt him swelling inside the device. With him in my mouth, I said, “I have a big day planned for us. I’m going to have company over, and you’re going to watch.” My mouth went to his balls and he moaned as I took one of them at a time in and gently sucked.
The doorbell rang. “Go get the door, dear.” I said.
He returned with his best friend John. I was laying on our big bed wearing nothing but a pair of sexy blue heels and matching little blue panties, which were around my thighs because my fingers were inside my pussy. “Hello, John… you’re just in time. I need to be fucked.” I looked at my husband and patted the bed next to me. “I’m going to need you to get John ready for me. Suck his cock!”
My husband eagerly took his best friend’s cock into his mouth like the slut I’ve trained him to be and sucked it hard for my waiting, wet pussy.
I take a yoga class every Sunday morning. Today, I went to the studio and there was a new guy behind the desk checking us in. I swiped my fob and smiled at him, and the way he looked at me as he smiled back made me kind of horny! After I’d put my stuff away in the locker room, I headed to class. He was in the front of the room, setting up. He was going to be our instructor!
We began the session. I put my body through all the poses and could feel his eyes on me. He told the class I had really good form as he walked up behind me while I was in downward dog and put his palm on the small of my back. I hoped my pussy wasn’t soaking through my yoga pants!
After 45 minutes of intense strength and balance work, I felt great. My body felt warm and strong and incredibly horny. I really wanted to hook up with the new instructor. So as we were rolling up our mats, he said he’d be around for the next 10 minutes if anyone wanted to talk with him about individual sessions. I walked over to him and said, “I’d love to take you up on some one-on-one… what’s your schedule look like the rest of the day?”
He shot me another one of the sexy looks he’d greeted me with and said he was free in a couple hours for whatever I had in mind.
I got home and I’ve been fingering myself while I wait for him to arrive. I haven’t let myself cum yet. I get right to the edge and pull back…
I have always told you that you are the “man of the house.” You have to take out the trash, and you have other chores and other responsibilities as well.
Don’t you think that it is time that you starting take of your Mommy Morgan’s other needs?
Well, your Mommy Morgan is sitting on the sofa in her pretty lingerie waiting for you!
Don’t keep your Mommy Morgan waiting much longer!
I handed him a shoelace. “I want you to bind my balls tightly at the base.”
“Yes, Goddess,” my slave replied.
I inspected his work. His swollen, cum-filled balls were tightly confined. I handed him a ruler.
“Slap my nipples. First the left, then the right. Back and forth.”
He began administering light little taps to his nipples. “Harder,” I commanded.
“Goddess, I’m going to cum,” he moaned.
“No, you’re not, Slave!” I responded. “You’re going to suffer. Take the ruler and slap my cock.”
He whimpered as the ruler made contact with his hard cock.
“I didn’t tell you which part of my cock I wanted you to punish, Slave. You just took it upon yourself to choose?”
“I’m sorry, Goddess,” he responded. I could see excitement in his eyes. He knew the next moments would be even more intensely painful, but suffering was what he craved.
“Slap the cum hole.” WHACK went the ruler. Pre-cum began leaking from it. “Pull my cock up against your stomach with your left hand. Now slap the sensitive little “V” spot right underneath the head.”
He hesitated. This was going to sting.
I reached down and pulled the ruler out of his hand. “Hesitation only makes you suffer more,” I smiled and with a flick of my wrist delivered a stinging blow to the most sensitive part of his body. His head fell back and I could see his balls get even tighter. He needed to cum so badly.
…But that was his problem.
You are staying at a Miami hotel where I am working at the front desk. We exchange some pretty serious flirting during your week long stay with us here at the hotel. One evening after dinner you stop by to pick up a Fed Ex package. I just happen to casually mention that I get off in a couple of hours. Your cock twitches. You would love to be the one to get me off!
I see a twinkle in your eyes, and I find my panties are wet. I want you tonight. I find some free drink coupons and bring them up to your room. Any excuse to see you again. I am a naughty, dirty girl! You answer the door and I push my way into your room. I sit down on the bed. You tell me that you are married, but I tell you that I like married men.
You were just getting ready for a bath, but the tub is big enough for two. You try to resist me, but you can’t. You want me as much as I want you. It is obvious. You are very hard and you can’t hide that. I take off my skirt and jacket. Standing there with a sheer white blouse and white thong, you grab me, throw me over your shoulder and take me to the tub. You set me down in the hot steamy water, and then you join me. You pin me back in the tub and thrust your hard cock into me under my thong. You fuck me rough, like a dirty girl!
Isabelle
After a night of incredible sex, I get up to leave. I know I have to do that walk of shame and head home. My bra and cocktail dress are on the floor at the foot of your bed. I can’t find my panties!
Then I see a tiny corner of my panties under your jeans. We were like wild animals last night. Couldn’t wait to get each other naked. The sex really was incredible. I can smell you on me! I love that!
You watch me from the bed picking up my panties and putting them on. I almost have them all the way up, but your cock is hard. You grab me and pull me back into your bed. I know I should leave and head for home, but your kisses make me weak and your hands make me wet. You are ready for more of me!
This is starting off to be a fantastic day!
Tara
