Phone Sex

Perusing the back pages of most adult magazines, I always see plenty of phone sex ads for “hot wet sluts” who want a man to cum all over their tits, but I have never seen a phone sex service available for women. There are a few bisexual lines where men and women are welcome, but there are no lines for women who want to hear Romeo whisper naughty nothings. Not being the kind of woman to wait around for technology to satisfy my desires, I decided to take lust into my own hands.

The wheel of fortune landed on Jared, who has been known to satisfy a few of my midnight cravings, and I dived right in. Jared is a DJ at the classic rock station and his radio voice makes women melt. He works 7:00 to midnight, and I’ve occasionally tuned in just to hear him do the station ID while I jerk off. Jared kicked off eleven o’clock with Guns n’ Roses and I dialed the studio hotline number.

"Yeah?" he answered gruffly.

"I want you to get down on your knees and lick my pussy,” I breathed.

"Aww," he recognized my voice with warm immediacy. “It’s you!”

Without giving in to romantic tenderness, I let my demands roll. "I want you to tell me how much you love licking pussy, especially my pussy. I want you to tongue me and finger me and fuck me and beg me to cum for you. Will you do that for me?”

"For you?" he replied, laughing softly. "Let me lock the door, hang on a minute.” Axl Rose blasted through the wires for a few seconds, and then I heard the familiar command, “Play with your tits for me.”

Actually, I was already doing that and fingering my pussy when Jared began feeding my hungry mind with his dirty words.

“I’m slipping my fingers inside your panties and oh, you feel so fuckin’ hot and wet. Mmmm… and you taste so sweet on my hand.” The sounds of him sucking on his finger made me taste my own fingers. I wished he could see how wet he was making me. “You’re gonna keep those panties pulled to the side for me so I can eat you, baby.” He gave a detailed description of licking my soaking pink slit, burying his face and his fingers in my cunt and lapping up every ounce of my sweet and sticky until I couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Want me inside you?” he teased. “Say it.”

“Please, Jared, oh please, please fuck me…” I begged. I rammed four fingers into my hot cunt, and imagined it was his thick, thick gorgeous cock sliding in and out of me. I wanted to get fucked so bad. He moaned, just like he moans when he really sticks it in me, and was breathing heavy. "That’s it baby, fuck that cock, fuck it."

My mind was racing. I could see him between my legs, slamming it all the way in me until his balls slap against my ass, while I rub my clit; my pussy muscles squeezing really tight, and milking him for everything he's got. His breaths were quick and short and his oooh’s and oh yeah’s came tumbling across the air waves.

"Cum all over my cock. Cum for me." Those were the magic words that sent me flying over the edge. I started to scream and shake and barely heard his cries over my own orgasmic blowout. After an orgasm that seemed to last for days, I was able to put the phone back up to my ear.

“Wow,” I sighed. “Did you really cum? Were you stroking your cock, Jared?" I asked.

"Hey, that was a treat for you. I’m just here to rock your house.”

I thanked him for some great phone sex and told him to get back to work. We gave each other a telephone kiss goodbye, each of us making goofy "lots of tongue” noises and hung up.

Until the adult entertainment industry wakes up to the fact that some girls like to put their money where their mouth is, I guess I’ll just have to make Jared play nasty for me.

—Barbara

Camping

Samantha was sure the others were asleep by now. It had been at least 20 minutes since she heard a sound from anyone except their soft breathing. Kel, beside her, was definitely out. He'd had quite a bit to drink, and after 3 years of marriage she knew the rhythm and sound of his breathing when he was asleep.

Samantha was enjoying the camping holiday with Rob and Tabbie, but sleeping with another couple in the holiday trailer certainly put a cramp in one's marital privacy. Two or three days wouldn't have been too bad, but now after 6 nights without any sex, she was almost going out of her mind. Samantha loved sex and wanted - needed, it every day. To top things off, her passion was certainly not abated by seeing Rob every day. Tabbie was a lucky girl, Samantha considered. She couldn't help but imagine what Rob was like in bed. Earlier today, it was all Samantha could do to not stare at Rob in his Speedo. She did secret a few quick glances at his substantial package and was rewarded with a warmth in her pussy that had been nagging her since.

"Yes," she thought, "I'd love to have a sampling of that right about now. Mmhhmmm." A light shiver ran over her at the thought.

She was certainly not going to be able to sleep tonight unless she was liberated from the passion she was almost past controlling.

She considered waking Kel, then decided against it. Was she able to convince Kel to make her cum, she was so horny she knew she wouldn't be able to control her fervor, and would be way too loud in the little camper. She decided she would have to solve this little dilemma herself. She felt that she could maintain some control that way and would hopefully not make much noise, although she was almost past the point of caring about now.

It was pretty warm at this time of year, because of that Samantha had worn only a light nighty over her panties tonight. The nighty was light cotton, and covered her to mid thigh. Samantha was laying on her side and peered through the subtle light in the camper. She looked over at Rob and Tabbie's bed to ensure they were asleep. Rob was closest and turned away from her. Seeing only the gentle rise and fall of the covers from their breathing, she felt a certain amount of confidence as she slid her hand under the covers of her bed.

Slowly Samantha moved her hand along her outer thigh to the hem of her nighty. Gently and quietly Samantha took the hem of her night gown and slid it up over her hip. Her ears piqued to any sound of stirring from Rob and Tabbie, she silently raised her hip off of the bed to slip the right side of her nighty up to her waist. She felt naughty and extremely horny as she slid her hand down to her panties. It reminded her of when she first discovered the joy of fingering her pussy when she was thirteen. She had been in the same room as her older sister. Samantha had made herself cum countless times with Jenny sleeping quietly only 10 feet away.

Slowly she slid her hand under the waistband of her panties as she gently brought her knees apart. Raising her knee high she tucked her left foot behind her right knee as her fingers slipped through the light hair of her pussy. She continued to keep a cautious eye on Rob and behind him Tabbie, as her fingers sought out the throbbing itch of her pussy.

An unintentional moan escaped her as Samantha's fingers finally touched her wet clit. She was absolutely soaked and as she slowly circled two fingers over it she could hear the slurping sounds of her juices under her fingers. Reflexively she thrust her pussy forward against her fingers her eyes closed in pleasure. She slid her hand further into her panties - as the bottoms of two fingers and then the top of her palm slipped wetly over her clit she sunk two fingers as deep as she could into her itching slit.

She was having extreme difficulty remaining quiet as she stroked herself, her fingers soaking wet with her own juices. The pleasure was incredible as she massaged her clit with her palm and wiggled her fingers inside her musky wet canal. She found herself starting to gently hump her pussy against her own manipulations and had to make a conscious effort to settle herself down.

Slipping her fingers out of her needy slit, she slid one finger along her lips up to her clit and back down again, with only the tip of her finger between her salivating pussy lips. Her panties were now a hindrance to her and she determined she had to have them off.

She opened her eyes to once again survey Rob and Tabbie's sleep. She saw that there was no change in their position and then noticed that she could see almost clearly in the camper now. The full moon had come out from behind a cloud showering their little camper in a soft glow.

Since everyone was clearly asleep, Samantha boldly rolled to her back and raised her hips. Hooking both thumbs in the waistband, she slid her panties down over her bum. Bringing her knees forward she slipped the panties off just as she heard a stirring in Rob and Tabbie's bed. Samantha froze and listened closely. Someone was turning over. She slowly lowered her feet to the bed then layed very still, as whoever was moving settled.

If she wasn't so horny she might have decided that it would be too reckless to continue, but she was very aroused and determined to cum tonight. Samantha layed still for what seemed an eternity, then feigning sleep sounds, turned her head to take a cautious look at Rob and Tabbie. She saw in the soft light that Rob had turned toward her now and was breathing quietly, still asleep. Now, out of her panties, she felt a freedom that was erotic and naughty as she quietly slipped her damn underwear under her pillow.

Kel, pretty much passed out beside her, was not a big threat to wake up, but with Rob stirring the threat of being caught added excitement to her already overly excited passion.

Her knees were still drawn up and as she slipped her hands down her tummy her knees instinctively separated. Her hands with a mind of their own continued down her body drawn by the needs of her pussy. Again soft wet sounds could just barely be heard as she slipped one and then two fingers into her eager pussy. She slowly and deliberately massaged her desperate pussy. She played slowly to both remain as quiet as possible, and to maintain this sensation for as long as she could stand. She was so horny she could make herself cum quickly if she tried, but she was loving the feeling too much to have it go away.

Gently she rolled her fingers around inside her pussy as she massaged her clit with three fingers of the other hand. She couldn't prevent the soft moans of pleasure from escaping her, and tried her best to make them sound like sleep noises. She was trying to keep as still and quiet as possible but her passion was becoming stronger, and she was loosing what little inhibition she had left.

She was now uncontrollably thrusting lightly against her hand as her fingers fucked her pussy with increased vigor. "Mmhmm" quietly sounded in her throat. The camper was starting to rock slightly and Samantha almost didn't care.

She was enjoying this too much to make it end so soon. She wanted to cum, but wanted more to maintain the pleasure. Slowing her pace she slid her fingers out of her drenched pussy and slid them up and down her wet lips. The camper was rocking too much now - she mustered all her control and slowed - then stopped her movements. She again piqued her ears to hear if there was any sign of others being awake.

The camper still continued to rock slightly though, even after she consciously stopped thrusting against her hand. She stopped moving completely and there was still a slight movement of the camper.

Opening her eyes slowly Samantha's senses were alert as she looked, felt and listened in the camper. She could hear a slight noise from Rob and Tabbie's side of the camper. As she turned her head slowly to look, the noise stopped and she could feel the camper stop its gentle sway. She could see quite well in the soft light and Rob was still lying facing her, she could see well enough to tell his eyes were closed, but she could see by his breathing that he was not asleep. He was not breathing gently and easily as sleeping people do, rather his breathing was rapid and more intense. Samantha grinned to herself as she guessed what was happening.

Turning quietly toward Rob she discretely slipped out from under the blanket as she spread her knees. Again slipping her hand down to her pussy she slipped a finger inside and wiggled it quickly. Soft sucking sounds were plainly heard now not muffled by the blanket. Rob's eyes opened then widened as Samantha's fingers and pussy were plainly visible only a few feet away. Rob smiled and slowly slipped his blanket back exposing his obviously fully erect cock. Her suspicions were correct, Rob's hard cock was evidence to the fact that he had heard Samantha's play and had started to masturbate as well. His cock was gorgeous. It was quite long and very thick. As he started to stroke it, his fingers barely reached around it. Samantha relished the view of her husband's handsome friend stroking his huge cock only 6 feet away.

The sight of Rob's rock hard cock leaking pre-cum was hugely erotic to Samantha and she again buried two fingers deep inside her wetness. She stroked her fingers in and out in rhythm to Rob's long stroking of his rigid cock. They tried to maintain control of themselves lest they wake their spouses as they continued to masturbate for their and each other's pleasure.

Samantha was getting too, too horny now and was bucking harder and harder against her hand. She ground her clit against the heel of her hand as she rode hard on her fingers reaching deep inside her wet slit. Moans were coming more and more quickly from her as she fucked her pussy mesmerized by Rob's stroking of his cock in front of her. Rob's stroking grew in time to her own play could tell that he too was close to orgasm. She wanted to see his cum, wanted to taste it. She felt very mischievous, naughty and horny as she ached to cum and watch Rob cum too.

Samantha had her legs wide open and her fingers buried deep inside herself. She was fucking herself forcefully now, too excited to be restrained - both she and Rob were on the verge.

She could feel the passion welling up inside her, and knew she was past the point of no return. Suddenly Rob tensed up, his hand stopped stroking his gorgeous cock, his eyes were squeezed tight as his whole body stiffened. A stifled moan escaped Rob as Samantha saw his cock twitch then sprays of cum erupted from Rob's hard cock. Stream after stream of hot semen jumped from his stiff penis, landing on Rob's stomach, his chest, his arm, the bed. It gushed uncontrolled from his hard cock as he lay taut in pleasure. It was all Samantha could take as Rob lay across from her, his cock erupting cum - a great rush of pleasure came over her - she bucked hard against her hand and felt the wash of orgasm roll over her. She reflexively plunged two fingers inside her and held her hand tight to her pussy. Rocking the heel of her hand against her clit she bucked hard against it, grinding her itching, aching clit to satisfaction. Her orgasm, so much in anticipation, was intense. She was barely able to suppress her squeals of passion and pleasure as she rode her hand through her orgasm, the vision of Rob's cock shooting cum making her pleasure even more intense.

Slowly the waves of her orgasm subsided, and as Samantha lay in the afterglow she smiled at Rob and winked. He winked back smiling, he was a beautiful sight to her right now, naked and covered with his own cum, brought on by his excitement at her own play. The orgasm she had, intense as it was, only took the edge off of her passion though. Now actually seeing Rob's cock she had an even greater urge feel it fill her up. Tonight might not be the best situation to do that however.

They both lay quietly now surveying their situation. They listened intently to their spouses breathing. Samantha surmised that Kel had slept through the entire thing and Rob indicated to her that Tabbie too was still asleep. "It was a good thing that both Kel and Tabbie had tied into the whisky that evening," Samantha considered. In retrospect she was certain that she and Rob had been not very quiet. She even remembered the camper squeaking slightly from their play. She was too wrapped up in her pleasure to really think about it at the time mind you. Thankfully though, it appeared that they were undiscovered.

Rob was in a bit of a state however. He and the bed were covered with his cum. He looked down at the sprays of cum and frowned. He gave Samantha a funny look and she suppressed a giggle. Reaching under her pillow she pulled out the panties she had tucked there. She held them up to him with her eyebrows raised in a questioning expression. He nodded with a grin and she gently tossed them over to him. The implication was not lost on either of them. Tonight he would be using her panties to wipe his cum from himself. Another time her panties might have his cum in them for a better reason.

The panties she tossed landed on his chest. As he picked them up he could feel the dampness on his fingers. Sliding the crotch of them between his fingers he shrugged his eyebrows at Samantha and then winked. She smiled back with a slightly shy/embarrassed look - knowing herself how wet she had been before she removed them.

Rob then did something that surprised her. Taking Samantha's panties in his hand he drew them up to his face, and took a long breath of her scent. His body visibly wilted as be smelled the erotic juices of her pussy on the panties. It struck Samantha oddly to see Rob sniff her panties. She was slightly grossed out, but she was more aroused. The thought that she had turned him on so much that he wanted to smell her underwear was very arousing to her. Arousing so much in fact, that she was surprised to feel a familiar warmth growing in her loins.

After taking several long whiffs of her scent from the panties, Rob removed them from his face and began to wipe up his cum with them. Sometimes Samantha found cum to be kind of gross, but tonight even after her intense orgasm she was still horny enough to find it a turn on. As Rob moved slowly to keep from waking Tabbie, he rubbed the panties over himself, wiping the cum from his chest, stomach, arms and bed into Samantha's panties. He was not really able to absorb a lot of it into the scant filmy panties, but he cleaned it up enough to have it not running down his body as it had been.

He held up the panties to Samantha with a "now what do we do with these" expression on his face.

Samantha held her hand out to him and waved her fingers, indicating that he was to toss them back to her. He made a funny, grossed out face and tossed them into her outstretched hand.

Samantha caught them and brought her hand back to the bed. Having seen Rob smelling her panties had stirred up erotic thoughts in her, she knew exactly what she was going to do with her now cum covered panties.

With a coy smile at Rob she winked and held the panties out letting them hang free. She could see the wet patches of Rob's cum clinging to the filmy fabric. She held a finger to a string of cum that was starting to hang down from the panties. Wiping some of the stringy cum with her finger she smiled at Rob and drew her finger to lips. Maintaining her gaze on Rob, she opened her mouth and slid her cum covered finger onto her tongue. Rob's eyes opened wide as Samantha grinned naughtily and sucked the cum off of her finger. Withdrawing her finger from her mouth she smirked at Rob and visibly swallowed his cum.

Rob smiled back at her, visibly turned on by Samantha's actions. He was still on his side, uncovered, facing her and she could see that as she sucked his cum off of her finger his cock was beginning to come back to life.

Samantha returned her attention to the cum soaked panties. Looking them over carefully, she found a large patch of cum and drew the panties to her mouth.

Samantha slipped out her tongue, and touched it to the cum covered spot. First taking long licks she then placed the panties against her lips and sucked the cum into her mouth. After swallowing the spot of cum, she surveyed the panties again, finding a fresh spot to suck. Each time she found a fresh spot she hungrily sucked in all the cum she could.

Rob watched in amazement and arousal as Samantha sucked all of his cum off of her panties. His cock had responded to the sight of Samantha sexily eating his cum. Although it had only been 10 minutes previous that it had shot great gobs of cum in a fantastic orgasm, his cock was now fully erect again. As Rob watched Samantha sucking his cum from her panties, he instinctively began stroking his fully erect cock.

Samantha, satisfied that she had removed all of the cum she could from her panties looked over to Rob. Seeing him stroking his cock again made her grin. "As turned on as I am," she thought. She smiled at him and shook her head from side to side pointing at his hand wrapped around his cock.

She mouthed to him, "No...Tomorrow."

-Anonymous

A Strange Advertisement

In my never ending search for something new in sex I was intrigued by an ad I came across while exploring the pages of my favorite swingers contact magazine. It read:

An attractive, professional couple, we confine our extracurricular sexual activities to voyeurism, exhibitionism, and mutual masturbation. We are looking for men to come and play with us. You visually fuck Sonia while she spreads her legs and plays with her pussy. Husband watches. We will fuck for you and put on a show that will really get you off. Sonia will finish the job with skilled hands. -Roger & Sonia

Ordinarily I wouldn’t be interested in such an offer. If I am going to get together with a couple, I want the real thing, not just watching them do it while I jerk off. But the accompanying picture of Sonia was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen. She was standing with her back to the camera, her legs straight and spread, bent forward at the waist, and looking back at the viewer, smiling. Her parted cunt lips were visible between her legs with just a slight bush of hair surrounding them. She was smiling with a sly, inviting look.

I had the feeling there was a conspiracy between her and me, that she was communicating an erotic intensity to me that even her husband, who had presumably taken the picture, was unaware of. During the next week I thought about the ad off and on, and by the end of the week I decided that I had to have Sonia, so I sent a letter to her and her husband saying that I would love to participate in their sexual games. Three days later I got a call from Roger. He gave me directions to get to their place.

That Saturday evening I drove out to the attractive, comfortable suburban community where Sonia and Roger lived. Their house was large and implied prosperity. Roger greeted me at the door and shook my hand, ushering me in. He was about thirty-eight with the look of a banker trying to act informally. Their living room was comfortable, with wall to wall carpeting and plush large modem sofas. I sank into one and accepted a glass of Perrier and some snacks while they drank wine. We chatted for a while about a common business interest in computers and then I asked if they had gotten any other responses to their ad.

“Quite a few,” Sonia replied, “but none of the responses excited us as much as yours. Your letter really turned us on. I think it was the interest you expressed in erotic passion as opposed to just sexuality.”

I asked Sonia and Roger how they happened to place their ad.

“We’ve been married for five years and have been sexually happy with each other,” Sonia explained, “but we wanted more. There is so much going on sexually out there, and we wanted to be a part of it. But we didn’t want to do anything that would threaten our marriage. We are afraid that jealousy might get out of control. So we agreed that we would play with other people but avoid penetration, and that we would do it together. We decided to see if there were any other people out there who were interested in playing sexual games that were exciting but completely safe. We placed our ad and got a lot of responses, and we’ve had some interesting experiences.

“It was Sonia’s idea,” Roger continued. “She has a lot of sexual energy. We have sex three or four times a week and she masturbates at least once a day, but she still needs more.”

While Roger was talking Sonia caught my eye. I saw that same look I had seen in her photo in the magazine, a secret seductive look aimed at me. She had long, thick, honey-blond hair and broad, Scandinavian features. Her shoulders were broad and her breasts stood high and wide under the long, purple caftan she was wearing.

“Perhaps Larry would like to be entertained while he is drinking his Perrier,” she said to Roger. With that she got up and moved to the other end of the sofa I was sitting on. She sat with her back against the sofa arm and her legs up on the seat. Slowly she began pulling her long caftan up her legs, exposing their shapeliness. When the hem got to the tops of her knees it fell to her waist, exposing her legs and the dark blond hair of her crotch. She spread her feet slightly, revealing bright pink cunt lips peeking out from her hair. She smiled as my eyes were drawn between her legs and she spread her knees and reached between them with her hand. Deft fingers parted her wet lips and one of them slid inside. She brought the finger out, lifted it to her mouth so that she could taste herself, and then wet three fingers in her mouth. She placed them back between her legs and slowly began to rub her clitoris.

Roger moved over behind her and reached forward to push her caftan down off her shoulders to reveal her breasts. Her nipples were just a shade darker than her skin, creating a very erotic effect.

“I hope you like my breasts,” she said smiling. I said I did. She could see that my pants were beginning to bulge “Why don’t you let it out?” she smirked.

I accepted her offer and opened my fly, taking out my cock which was by now quite stiff. I leisurely began to stroke it as I watched her play with herself. She came and then Roger got on top of her and they fucked. When they were done, Sofia asked if I wanted her to help me come too. I said I did, and she leaned over me and took my cock in her silky fingers and stroked it softly. It didn’t take long before I came and shot off Into the air.

The three of us chatted for a while, and then I left. The experience was a bit strange, but I knew that there would be more to come. Sonia was up to more than her husband suspected. Sure enough, three days later I got a call from Sonia.

“Hello, Larry?” she said in a seductive voice.
“Hi,” I replied, “what’s up?”
“I want to see you again,” she said. “Do you want to see me?”
“It depends what for,” I replied, being deliberately noncommittal.
“You know what for,” she said.
“Alone or with your husband,” I asked.
“Alone, of course. Just the two of us. None of this fooling around. Just the real thing.”
“You’re on!” I replied.

Since I’m married, my place was out, and since all of this was going to be behind Roger’s back, her place was out also, so we agreed on a nice motel at the midway point. I would register and get the room, and she would show up half an hour later.

I settled on the giant bed in the motel and waited for her knock. It came at exactly the agreed on time.

The moment I opened the door we were in each other’s arms, a week’s worth of pent-up passion poring out as our mouths locked together, wide open, our tongues exploring deep inside. We clawed at each other, Pulling off each other’s clothes. I was able to kick the door shut as we dove for the bed, shoes, socks, pants, shirt, blouse, and skirt flying in all directions We crashed onto the bed and rolled over several times until I got on top of her. Her bra wouldn’t come undone, so I pulled it apart, allowing her breasts to spill out. My mouth locked onto a nipple and we rolled over a couple more times as she moaned and pulled my head hard against her chest.

My hand groped between her legs, but I had no more luck with her panties than I had with her bra, so I ripped them off as well. She was sopping wet and my fingers plunged easily into her softness, making her catch her breath.

Her hands were also busy, pulling my cock and balls over the elastic of my briefs and eagerly squeezing them until it hurt. I took my hand out of her cunt and grabbed her wrist, freeing her grip on my genitals. I then rolled her over again so that I was on top of her and roughly pulled her legs open, plunging my cock into her. She let out loud moans which intensified into screams as I began pounding her, my thighs slapping loudly against hers, my balls swinging back and forth, hitting against her behind. Her cries peaked and she came with a scream. I grunted and continued my grinding, having no intention of stopping. After I brought her off two more times, I rolled over onto my back, carrying her around so that she was on top of me. My butt continued its grinding and thrusting, and hers was now free to respond in kind. I reached around with my hand, spread her ass cheeks wide, and plunged a finger deep into her anus as we continued to furiously grind together.

Her butt was really in motion now and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. My orgasm came roaring up out of me, shooting up into her so hard that its force against the inside of her vagina brought her off again, and our screams mixed together. She collapsed forward onto me, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, her face buried in my neck. We fell asleep in our exhaustion.