Meeting the Peeper Phone Sex

Ever since I discovered I had a Peeping Tom, I’d been teasing the guy on nights when I was alone, since the living room windows were the best vantage point for him to watch me and (presumably) jerk off. Mostly, I did naked yoga, and would periodically check with my binoculars that he was still watching, and he always was. We had an unspoken agreement that he would watch, and I would perform for him. Unspoken, that is, until one day…

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The Pool Table Phone Sex

I was perusing my social media when I saw a friend request from someone I didn’t recognize right away. This woman looked like your typical soccer mom with her attractive family and assorted pets in the pics. It was, no, it couldn’t be–my old college roommate Rachel. The one I heard fucking some guy during orientation weekend. The same one who was the first woman to eat my pussy.

We were never particularly close, but I accepted the friend request, since i was curious what Rachel was up to, and boy, did she fill me in! Even though she was married, she quickly filled me in on some of her sexual exploits since leaving college. She was spilling the beans, and I was all ears!

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Late Night Studying Phone Sex

 

The college library was open until midnight, thankfully. I had so much work to do, and preferred the quiet of the fifth floor of the library, with its study carrels offering a bit of privacy.

The fifth floor was pretty much deserted, and I was tackling some work when I heard snickers and giggles. Curious, I popped my head up over the study carrel and saw a couple of students canoodling at another carrel, she sitting on the desk part with her feet in the guy’s lap. I recognized him as a talented wide receiver for the college football team–extra tall, broad shoulders, and gorgeous brown skin. I assumed by the girl’s petite, tight body that she was a cheerleader for said team. I saw the guy tilt his head back as the girl giggled, and I surmised that she was giving him a foot job through his jeans.

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A Roadside Fucking Phone Sex

I was halfway into my solo road trip, sick of driving, and just wanting to get to my destination. My luck–my trusty car broke down on the side of a seemingly-endless road with nary a truck stop or gas station. I walked for a couple of miles, and ended up at a small gas station with, thankfully, a tow truck parked out front. I was hot, and parched. Sweat clung to my shirt, outlining my big tits. I didn’t care about my appearance at the moment. A guy in his 60s, dressed in greasy overalls, came out of the garage and approached me.

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Study Group Threesome Phone Sex

 

Being in grad school has been grueling, but also fun. The library science field is mostly women, but I had also met a few cool guys in my classes, and two of my faves and I had formed a study group. Johan and Bill were super nice and smart, and we got along famously. We had become fast friends early in the semester, and I had decided to hold a brunch/study session one early Sunday afternoon.

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Halloween Dad Phone Sex

 

My roomie and I had had a steady stream of adorable trick-or-treaters on Halloween night, going through several bags of candy for the costumed crowds. We were in our pajamas hanging out in the living room, our outdoor light shut off for the night, when the doorbell rang.

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Fucking the Werewolf Phone Sex

 

The Halloween party was in full swing, a mass of costumed beings dancing and laughing in the living room of my friend’s home. I had gone simple–I was a cat, clad in a black bodysuit, long fake fur tail pinned to my ass, cat ears and whiskers drawn on my face with black eyeliner. The place was full of great and unique costumed partiers, but my attention was drawn to a werewolf in a tuxedo, standing alone by the food table. The juxtaposition of the detailed rubber mask and the suave suit was just too funny to me. I tapped him on the shoulder.

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Hotel Fuck at the Conference Phone Sex

The plane landed in New Orleans–it was so hot and humid, what Southerners would describe as “sultry”. All I wanted was to check into my hotel, take a cool shower, grab a bite, and kick back before the library conference got underway at the convention center. I got my shower, and headed down to the hotel’s restaurant, wet hair in a messy bun, and dressed in jeans and a simple black camisole. I was sipping my ice water, when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

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Phone Sex With My Best Friend’s Married Brother

At my friend Lydia’s Labor Day barbeque the usual burgers and beer were being served.  She asked me if I would refill the potato salad for her, as she was busy with the burgers. I took the bowl inside and was refilling it when her brother Malcolm came in to grab some napkins. We laughed about having to earn our dinner when his eyes suddenly moved over my body taking in my white shorts and red and white striped top. Then the teasing turned to flirting and then his body was so close to mine I am sure he felt my heart racing. I looked into his darkly heated eyes and felt his hand move over my hip pulling me against him so I could feel his hard cock pressing against my stomach.

He kissed me with all of my friends and his wife milling around just outside the glass doors. The sound of his voice as he said that he had wanted to do that for a long time made my pussy begin to clench with need. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock in his jeans and told me how he had spent many nights jerking off to thoughts of fucking me. I was shocked but at the same time flattered and excited. He led me downstairs to the basement. He pressed me under the stairway and began to worship my body like it was a precious work of art. When he finally filled me with his hard dick I was ready to scream. By the time we went back to the party everyone was singing karaoke and we were able to blend right back in. As he kissed his wife I had to wonder if she could taste my pussy on her husband’s lips.

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