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Daddys Girl Phone Sex: Almost Snagged by the Fuzz

 

I was visiting a friend at her father’s wealthy country club.  One of the cute guys that we met by the pool told us that he was going to be a famous photographer; but, right now, he was shooting naked-girl photos until he “made it big.”  He asked us if we wanted to model for him; when he told us that he’d pay us a couple of thousand dollars each, we agreed. 

Around dusk, we walked to the pool and weren’t quite sure what to expect; but there he was, an unassuming young graduate student like us with a digital camera.  He handed us wads of cash as if it were pieces of gum.  I stuffed the money into my purse and started following his lead.  He had me lay down by the fountain at the head of the pool.  “Now, lift your skirt up, Tiffany,” he said behind his camera lens.  I did as he said; and, the more comfortable I became, the more adventurous and playful I got for him.  I licked my finger and circled it around my clit; he was going wild, telling me that I was “a natural.” 

He got on his belly and took close-up shots of my pussy and ass.  I got on my knees and wiggled for him.  We were all having so much fun that we didn’t notice the elderly couple on one of the balconies that wasn’t hidden by the brush.  “You should be ashamed!” the old lady yelled.  “But I called the cops.  They’ll be coming for you!”  And, we did hear someone coming!  We hurriedly picked up our clothes and tossed our belongings behind one of the shrubs.  We tried to relax, sitting on the lawn chairs and wearing fake smiles. 

The cop walked through the gate and huffed.  “See,” said the old man.  The old lady yelled down to him, “Yeah, you tell them, Horace!”  The old man winked at the officer, who smiled.  We held our breath until Horace said, “Crazy old coot.  Sorry to have brought you out this ways.”  The men shook hands and the cop left.  “You’re the Peterson boy, aren’t you?” he said to our male companion.  Horace didn’t’ wait for a response; he shoved a slip of paper into the young man’s hand and said, “That’s my email.  Send me them pictures.”  He laughed as he walked away; but his wife was already hollering about us not getting arrested.  He turned around one last time and gave a hearty laugh, “That’s what we used to call almost getting snagged by the fuzz!”  We laughed, mainly at how amused he was of him self…and from relief.

 

School girl phone sex

 

It’s time for school to start; and, as we were getting our apartments ready, my two best friends and I decided to take a shopping trip.  As we sipped our cocktails, we decided it would be fun to go across the street to the little sex store since we’d never been.  We went in and looked at the array of toys; but, we kept walking back to the dildo section.  We couldn’t get over how big some of the didlos were!  We asked one of the clerks how that could fit into anyone’s pussy; and, she said, “Some people put it in their ass.”  My friend grabbed her ass and said, “Ouch.”  I decided that I had to buy it, whether anyone ever used it or not; it was a pretty pink, too.  Then, my friend picked out their favorite large toys: one bought a large balled-up fist, and the other bought a glass dildo with bubbles all over it.

When we got home, we kept drinking and took our toys out to look at them.  We tried to figure out which one was the biggest; and, soon we were stripping and trying to fit our own toys inside our own holes!  I tried pushing the long pink cock into my pussy but it kept balking on me.  I licked it and then started just hitting my friend with it.  She took it from me and slathered it with lube.  “Okay, Tiffany, you’re gonna take this cock if it takes all fucking day!” she said and we all laughed.  I rubbed my clit while she pushed it inside.  I yelped as she pushed the tip of it into my ass.  My other friend pressed a vibrator against my clit and, without the dildo being even half-way in, I came hard and fast.

I laughed and moved back to my knees, still trembling.  “Now it’s your turn, Jess,” I said.  I picked up the replica of a human fist and swung it at her ass.  My other friend started rubbing lube over the fist and even took some of the cream beneath my legs to spread over Jess’s pussy.  Shoving her fingers in, it was a tight fight; Jess got pounded in her pussy until we thought she could take the gigantic fist.  We wiggled the knuckles into her and kept pushing, laughing the entire time.  And, then she cried out in pain.  We stopped and Jess said that she felt like something had ripped.  We looked down and there was a trickle of blood.  We knew she wasn’t a virgin, so we got scared; we piled into the car with the big fist, hidden under blankets, and drove to the Emergency Room.  The doctor said that she would be okay but she’d have to let her pussy heal.  And, we had a friend hard-wire the fist to make a lamp for Jess!

Playing Zelda

I was at a friend’s house and we were having several drinks; I’m not going to lie…it was a sausage fest, and I was enjoying all of the attention.  One of the guys wanted to play an old-school  video game called Zelda; since there were only two consoles, that left two of us to cheer on the ones with the consoles.  Soon, we got bored at watching the other two play and came up with a way to make the game more interesting.  We knew our host’s aunt had just gotten home and had announced that she was taking a bubble bath.  As our designated players went up levels, we moved closer to her bedroom and had to describe what we were going to do to her when we got there.  We were whispering, trying to be quiet as we kept getting closer; but, it was difficult because we were drunk by this time.  Suddenly, there was yelling from the TV room and we deciphered who had won: it wasn’t my player, but I didn’t mind.

I slid open the bathroom door and the aunt was reclined in her bubbles.  She opened her eyes and smiled; I thought she would yell for me to get out.  But, as I took off my clothes, she made round movements in the bubbles as if making a seat for me.  In the mirror, I could see my guy friends watching us from the hallway.  I slid into the warm bath water and began kissing her luscious lips.  She responded by pressing her bosom to mine and her heat sent shivers through my cunt.  I wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her to the tub’s edge; then, I slowly began licking her pussy lips, sucking them gently into my mouth.  I played with her jutting clit, pressing my nose to it before pulling it into my mouth.  I gently inserted a couple of my fingers into her tight pussy that was wetter than I expected.  She clenched my fingers as I moved them in and out of her.  She grabbed the towel railing above her head and rode me until she shot cum all over me.  Then, she licked all of her sweet, sticky juices off of me.  Later that evening, my friend told me that his Aunt Zelda said that I could come over anytime alone.  I laughed at the irony; but, hey, sometimes classics are just classics!

Pampered Pussy

I won a spa treatment at a raffle from a party; and, I was really looking forward to being pampered!  After one especially grueling evening class, I decided to treat myself.  There was this pretty blonde girl who answered the door; and I realized it was one of my professor’s teaching aids (but I don’t think that she recognized me).  She told me that they were about to close.  I told her that it was okay…I just wanted a massage and it didn’t have to be very long.  She exhaled, nodded, and let me in.  “You’ll have to go back by the sauna area; that’s the only table that still semi-set-up,” she said while she disappeared to fetch towels.  Relieved, I undressed and slid underneath the warm towels.  I explained that I was stressed about a school project and she confessed that she was angry at her boyfriend.  The mood lightened as we both complained; and, she decided to light a candle.  “This should make us both relax,” she said.  I could smell the sweet fragrance as she massaged my tense body.

I always get horny when being massaged; that element of touch and relaxation always “does it” for me.  But, I was getting ridiculously uncomfortable; I felt like my clit jut out onto the towel beneath me.  Was it my imagination, or was she rubbing my ass for a long amount of time.  When I asked her if she thought I had more tension there, she bent down and whispered in a low voice, “You like it.  Don’t you?”  I nodded and bit my lip; her voice had sent chills through my body.  I rolled over, as if I was getting some water to drink; but, she stared at me with a feverish intensity that was undeniable.  She cradled the back of my neck and kissed me, her tongue exploring my mouth.  My towel dropped and I began tearing off her clothes.  She bent me back down the table with my ass in the air and darted her tongue around the rim of my anus.  She moaned as she took some of my ample pussy juices and spread them to my ass.  Sliding underneath me, I felt her lips suction on my clit and her fingers move inside my ass.  I rode her, loving how it felt when my breasts bounced with me.  I came so hard that my knees shook and I fell on top of her.  We laughed; but, before I left, I looked at the candle.  It was an erotic candle!  I told her that I would see her in class…and realized that she had recognized me after all!

Ageplay phone sex: Daddy’s Slave

 

I was so fortunate today to talk to a Daddy who wants to own me for a couple of days; so, I’ve been dreaming about it all day.  He said that he would fly me out to where he lives, but I’d have to stay somewhere special so his wife didn’t know.  Then, he would tie me up in his office with nothing on but shoes and a collar.  I’d be chained to the desk and would have to crawl underneath it when someone walked in; the rule was that I had to suck his cock quietly while he conducted business.  He’d come in the office, too, several times in order to make sure my pussy was in working order.  He’d have to use his fingers, tongue, and thick cock to ensure that my hole was always ready for him. 

He would command me to say over and over that I loved his cock and that I was his; even the idea of saying those words sense a chill straight to my clit.  He would possess me entirely and make sure that I remembered I was his property.  Then, at night, he would take me to an empty strip club and tie me to the pole.  He’d fuck all of my holes and videotape it.  I would be all his and he would make sure every fiber of my being understood that!

That would be such a privilege to be owned, loved, taken care of, and used for his pleasure!  I’m already sitting here, rubbing my hard clit as I get sloppy wet for him!

 

 

Surprise Discovery

I spent the night at one of my girlfriend’s house a few nights ago. But, when I got ready to do my laundry, I found an unfamiliar pair of panties in my dirty clothes. I went ahead and washed them, thinking they belonged to my girlfriend; but, as I sat there, I couldn’t shake the feeling that they were a little bigger than her normal size and not exactly her taste. She generally wore lacey panties or a thong; but, these were satin and more like briefs. I just couldn’t imagine her wearing “granny panties” like these.

I stopped by her house and her father answered the door; he told me that she wasn’t there. He noticed the confusion on my face and asked me to come in. He was really attractive and since I didn’t really have anywhere to be, I went in. He offered me a glass of wine and I accepted; then, he inquired about the puzzled look on my face. I told him it was nothing and then produced the pair of panties. The shock on his face was apparent; and, then, a blush spread across his cheeks. “How did you get those?” he stammered. He kept talking, words rushing out of his mouth.

“What?!” I exclaimed, thinking that I misheard him. The panties were his, not his daughter’s. I asked him if he was gay, but he denied it. He explained that he just liked the way that panties felt; and, it kind of made sense. I mean, I wouldn’t want all of my junk crammed into one compartment. He came and sat beside me, taking the panties from me and gently, before I knew what was happening, he began kissing me.

It felt good, so why stop it? I kissed him back and he peeled my clothes off. Yeah, he certainly wasn’t gay! His cock slid inside my cunt and we fucked right there on the couch, his mouth on my nipples. I came hard all over his cock. He kissed my cheek and we re-dressed. I almost put on his panties but laughed and returned them to him again. I learned a few things that day, including that men who wear panties aren’t gay…and I like older men!

Sponge baths

 

As part of a school assignment, we had to volunteer somewhere and I chose the nursing home. A few of my friends accompanied me; we got badges and uniforms. The nurses assigned us to tasks that they thought we couldn’t screw up. One of my friends got “bedpan duty” and I was thankful that I was supposed to give sponge baths. Then, the idea hit me: I was going to have to wash several old people’s naked bodies!

My first patient was a guy named Albert; he had limited mobility but he was very animated. He whistled when I came through the room. As he slightly moved his hips, lifting himself with his arms on the railings, as I came closer. “You ever done this before, sweetheart?” he asked. I shook my head “No.” I didn’t think it was possible, but his smile got even larger. Enthusiastically, he lifted his gown over his head and rubbed his chest. His cock was erect, leaning to one side. “Hey, you want something with a kick?” he asked. I didn’t know what he meant until he produced a flask. “A little bit for fun and courage,” he said and lifted it. I took a few swallows, hoping it would help me get through the ordeal.

He continued to talk about his family and love for bikes. His voice was getting deeper and more sporadic. I looked down and saw that he was stroking his crooked dick. I stopped. “No, ma’am; you better finish or I’ll be telling on you!” I couldn’t bear to think of having to volunteer again because he ratted on me; so, I continued to his cock. I stroked maybe twice, grazing his balls, and he shot cum in my washrag. I clenched my face and looked at the white liquid that had gone past my gloves and onto my upper arm. He leaned back and thanked me, insinuating that I could leave then.

“How’d it go?” one of my friends in the hall asked. “Don’t ask,” I said and kept walking, wondering who the next patient would be.

First Brazilian Wax

I’ve always shaved my pussy, generally leaving a landing strip of short hair. However, recently, I’ve been shaving it all; and, one of my girlfriends told me how she had started having her cunt completely waxed. She said it felt so good and that she enjoyed sex even more than ever! When I mentioned it to one of my guy friends, he got hard on the spot; so, I decided to do it. Arriving at my appointment, I was feeling a little nervous; I knew it was going to hurt. I kept reminding myself about all the benefits, though. On the table, my legs spread and my pussy completely exposed to the dark-haired lady, I tried to take deep breaths. The warm wax felt good as she rubbed it on my cunt, and I was becoming a little excited. Then, she told me to brace myself; I wasn’t even slightly prepared for the pain that followed her yanking the strip away. She showed me the hair on the strip with pride as she pulled my pussy lips apart and continued the process. The continual vacillation between sweet warmness and extreme pain was making my clit hard; I wondered if I was wet, but I was scared to check. Could she tell that I was getting horny? I blushed when our eyes met; she grabbed my pussy lips tighter and I bit my bottom lip, stifling a moan. She told me to get on my back and waxed any fine hairs that lingered. With my ass up in the air, I rubbed my clit against the sheet beneath me. She told me that she was done and I paid her, smiling. In the rearview mirror of my car, I could see my flushed face. I sat in the driver’s seat and shoved my fingers down my pants, stroking my clit. The warm, hairless, completely soft skin felt like heaven. I slapped around my clit with my fingers until I came; I removed my fingers to see that they were soaked with cum. I smiled and drove home, confident that I was going to go through several clean panties a day.

Cum Lover, Cum

 

 

At a coffee shop by the campus, I noticed this older woman flirting with one of the guys that I think is cute in one of my classes. How did this older woman snag him? I mean, she was pretty; but don’t guys always go for the younger ones like me? I listened to their conversation which didn’t really last long and ended with him deciding to come over to her house later that evening. I kept looking at her and she finally caught me; she said, “Honey, stop staring and come over here.” Slightly embarrassed, I picked up my latte and walked over to her table to the woman, whom I learned was Victoria.
She told me that she knew what I was thinking: I wanted to know her secret. She explained that the reason that she was so successful was because of her confidence in and out of the bedroom. She invited me over to watch her sexual encounter with the guy I thought was cute. When I arrived, she told me to sit in the closet and watch an “expert.”


I waited, sipping on my soda; and, finally, they came into the bedroom. She pushed him on the bed and tugged at his belt. She was smooth and effortless as she coaxed his pants off of him. It was a succession of smooth moves when she knelt on the bed and bent down to kiss the tip of his cock. His dick was reaching for her lips, standing at attention. She licked and sucked at his balls and then did something that I’ve never done: she darted her tongue around his anus and slowly grinded her pink tongue into his hole.
His head reared backwards and he moaned; then, with one swoop, she took his cock into her lovely mouth, worshiping it with her tongue. He came quick and hard; and, then, I understood…she saved that next, long orgasm for herself. She pulled him into her pussy and rocked back and forth on top of him until she and he both came. I quietly fingered myself while I watched, taking mental notes of everything.

 

Ho-Ho Fetish

First, I rubbed the slick outside coating against my face and inhaled the warm, delicious smell of cocoa. My tongue slipped out of my mouth and delicately touched the end of the ho-ho. I sucked the tip end into my mouth, letting it get moist. Flicking my tongue against the end, I could feel it melting just a little and the cream moving down the shaft of my delicious treat. I coaxed more of the long, thick cake into my mouth. I loved the hard softness of it against the corners of my mouth; its flavors missed my increasing saliva and slid down my throat, warming my entire body with pleasure. My nipples perked up as I began wrapping my tongue around the hard middle part of my long pleasure-stick. I paused to trace my tongue underneath and back to the top, then daring my tongue around the very edge where the cream was emerging. I pressed my tongue inside the small opening and continued sucking the chocolate delight. Taking the entire thickness into my mouth, it hit the back of my throat and created even more wetness in my mouth. I felt almost dizzy from the euphoria and held it gently with my hand, moving my fingers lightly over its slick surface that was made even slicker by my juices. I caressed my tongue against the tunnel of it, urging the cream forward. My heart raced as the sweetness blended perfectly in my mouth and the soft sweet stickiness erupted on my tongue and coated my throat. All of my endorphins had released and I was left breathless…wanting more.