My Hot Weekend
I had one hot weekend with an old friend of mine! I hadn’t seen her in years, and she was looking as fine as ever. She was passing through town on business and asked if she could stay with me since all the better local hotels were booked I was happy to have my unexpected guest. We’ve kept in touch over the years via phone calls and emails, but I hadn’t seen her in person in several years. She was the first girl I ever had a lesbian experience with.
She’s bi, and while she knows I’m pretty straight, she also knows I’ve had lesbian fantasies for years and have written several lesbian stories as well and I’ve written some with her in mind. I had a nice dinner I made and a few bottles of wine and we talked about our past experience and after some wine, she got a bit friendly shall we say and I didn’t stop her! She leaned in to kiss me and I was totally into it. Her hand soon found its way into my panties and I was already dripping wet for her and loved the way she caressed my pussy and teased my clit.
She rubbed my cunt as she sucked on my nipple and got it all hard and then she removed the rest of my clothes and went down on me, and she licked my pussy as good as ever! Her tongue delving into my velvety wetness and flickering over my clit. They say only another woman knows, and I think it must be true, she licked my pussy better than any man ever has. I haven’t had a boyfriend in a few months, and this was one welcome weekend of lust that we shared, going down on each other and fingering each other. I look forward to her next visit. I think I’ll be telling some of my phone sex callers about even more of the juicy details of what all we got up to together!
Girls Just Want To Have Fun
It’s come to my attention that lots of my readers and fans love to hear about my fantasies about other ladies. It’s always one of the more asked about topics, do you have fantasies about other women? I’ve mentioned before I don’t get too many lady callers, but I do enjoy talking to them. Most guys love the thought of two, luscious ladies together, enjoying each other, going down on each others shaved pussies. One of my clients loves to talk about women scissoring their cunts together as they French kiss each other, clits stiffened and rubbing against one another, hardened nipples grazing all over each other.
Long, soft hair cascading over their shoulders and halfway down their backs, panting in desire and want as they buck against one another. Pussies dripping and smacking against one another, perhaps as they enjoy a double dildo they have inserted and are using together as it’s in them at the same time. Straining against one another seeking their release, only to cum and lay back and rest, the dildo still connecting them. Now that their pussies are all creamy, they remove it and start to feast upon one another’s cunts, lapping up the thick, creamy lubrication they have worked up for one another.
Tongues nestling deeply in one another’s pussies, tasting each others sweet nectar, faces shiny with their dewey passion. Suckling each others clits to orgasm once more, as they bury their fingers knuckle deep into each others cunts, the juices running down to their wrists they cum so hard for one another. Sounds like a hell of time, doesn’t it boys……
Racial Humiliation Phone Sex For Females
I had a new caller last week, and it was a lady, but not just any lady, it was a black one seeking racial humiliation. I do not get lady callers often, though I wish I did, I do enjoy talking to them. They are as a rule more polite than most men and tend to be longer callers. She also did not sound black. I was quite shocked at her voice actually, since one can usually, but not always apparently, tell when the caller is black.
She wanted to be called the usual names that blacks seem to like when they call up for racial humiliation. I don’t think ones would like reading them though, but I’m sure we can all piece together just what words I mean. Along with female insults, like cunt and bitch. Women of all races if into that kind of talk do like those as well. If she had sounded like ghetto trash, it would have seemed a bit more natural, but she truly didn’t sound anything but white. I do get a fair number of black men that call for racial humiliation phone sex, and they are easy to please and I’m glad I get them. I’ve found them to be very polite and respectful callers and they are a pleasure to talk to.
I’m happy to humiliate any man, it’s not hard, especially the ones with the tiny cocks that like to be laughed at. It’s easy to make fun of others, and I’m glad some enjoy it and find it appealing to get off to. I think I’ve only had one black caller that ever wanted small penis humiliation! As few ladies as I get I got another caller a couple of days later, a 65 year old in a sexless marriage that was bi curious. I’m happy to talk to ladies of all types, sometimes it takes another woman to give you what you need.
Sexy Lesbian Phone Sex
Phone sex isn’t just for the guys, I do get lady callers a few times a year and honestly I love them and wish I got more! One place I used to take calls had a couple a week and I enjoyed hearing from them. Most are bi curious and have never been with a woman and for one reason or another are reluctant to try in real life. I can understand that, I’m sort of in that group myself. I’ve never played with a girl but have always been curious about it but likely never would, but I fantasize about it a good deal and have written girl on girl short stories a few times.
To be with someone similar to yourself, soft and feminine and you would just know where to touch them since you have the same parts yourself. Can’t say back in the day I didn’t fantasize about Britney Spears, Shania Twain or Charlize Theron…..! I did and still think how much fun it would be to have a woman go down on me or me them, what it would be like. Imagine touching another wet pussy with my hand and fingers and feeling another stiff clit rather than just my own, might be interesting for sure.
Lesbian phone sex is out there for gals wanting to seek it. They love long descriptions of what you’d do to them and them to you as they touch themselves and you can hear them becoming more aroused. It’s rare I get the ladies, so it’s a nice change of pace when I do. Most have been married and talked with their husband’s about it, some of their husband’s even know they have phoned with another woman and no doubt they talk about it the next time they have sex after talking to me. So, come on ladies, what are you waiting for?!
The Steam Room
I was at a health club recently, I’d gotten myself a trial membership to see how it was and one of the first times I was there it was a bit deserted. Very few people in the club and the ladies steam room was totally empty. I went inside and turned up the steam and laid down on the bench and it felt so nice, I could just feel my pores opening up and cleaning themselves out. I had a towel wrapped around me, but seeing as it was empty, I removed it, no point in keeping it on really.
I laid there for a while, maybe 15 minutes and my mind started to wander and have some naughty thoughts about someone I’ve been fantasizing about and wanting. Almost absentmindedly my right hand started to wander down between my legs and stroke my pussy. It was wet. The steam in the room was so thick, it felt heavenly and I just lay there and leisurely stroked my clit up and down thinking about this man I wanted to fuck. All of a sudden I was aware of some movement and noticed another woman had entered the room. Christ, what if she’d seen what I was doing? The steam was thick, but my legs were open and up and my hand moving between my legs. I don’t think she saw, did she?
I just lay still and tried to forget about it when I hear her say softly, “Don’t let me stop you.” I gasped knowing she’d seen me masturbating there. “Please, continue, I’d like to watch,” she trailed off. I don’t know what came over me, but I resumed masturbating in front of this strange woman and soon she was masturbating too, and I could see through the thick clouds of steam her hand moving between her legs as well. The steam was so thick we couldn’t clearly see, but we caught glimpses, and both came at around the same time, our heavy breathing echoing in the tile walled steam room. I never did go back, but it was an experience to remember.
