I guess I could take advantage of the alone time to play a little. I fish through my collection of porno’s hidden under my bed. What’s gonna get me going tonight? I need a little inspiration, than one catches my eye. There’s nothing like two girls fucking to get me going. Everyone has their secret fantasy. Those sexual desires that we are a slave to.

Don’t get me wrong both the sexes have their uses, but women hold a special place in my heart. The softness of their mouth. A set of long legs and a nice rack. When I was in school, being in the locker rooms was almost too much to handle sometimes. I would watch them changing and instantly become aroused. I’d have to go in the stalls and touch myself to relieve the tension.

I need a real cock now!

Can YOU help me??

Dee wore her customary, lightweight flower print dress.  Her bright smile and golden corn silk hair gave her a goddess like beauty.  Her dress hugged her hips and highlighted her perky tits.  Dee’s hard nipples pressed against the thin cloth, making it obvious that she wore no bra.  She saw Frank working in the garden, flashed him a broad smile, and waved. Frank waved back and pretended to prune the flowers; instead he watched the women.

With short dark hair and olive skin, Tanya was Dee’s opposite. Her full, round face matched her full rounded body.  A skimpy halter-top left vast portions of her giant jugs bare; her dangerously short cut-offs exposed wide moonbeams.

The pair sat in the shady part of the gazebo.  Frank moved around some other bushes where he could watch without being seen.

The two women fed each other ripe peaches and plums from the basket. They let sweet juice run down their chins, allowing the other to lick it up.  When they were satisfied, Dee closed the basket and put it aside.

With the warm sun on his back, Frank stared as Tanya stood in front of Dee and put one foot up on the bench.  Her whole broad ass was hanging out of her shorts; the crotch was wedged between her smooth cheeks like a thong.  The dark one leaned forward and kissed the goddess hard on the mouth.  It was clear who was in charge today.

Frank slowly crept closer. His cock hardened and pressed against his shorts as he watched.  The blonde dug into Tanya’s crotch and began rubbing her pussy.  Tanya reached out and tweaked a nipple.

“Oh, so wet already,” Dee, said.

“I’m always wet for you, Baby.”

As they kissed, Dee undid her lover’s shorts.  Tanya took her foot off the bench and her shorts dropped to the ground.  She stepped out them, turned around and shook her booty.  Dee giggled and slapped her ass.  Tanya untied her halter, flung it off to the side, and motioned to the blonde to join her in the center of the gazebo.  Dee stood and took her dress off.  She stepped forward and pressed her firm naked body into Tanya’s warm, yielding flesh.  They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed.

Dee took a half step back, put her mouth to Tanya’s heavy tit, and suckled her broad nipple. The dark woman groaned with pleasure. Dee put one thin pale hand on Tanya’s ass and the other into her thick, dark bush.

Frank stopped pruning. He couldn’t even pretend; he was totally consumed with watching the women fondle one another.  After putting the sheers in his back pocket, he unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock.  A few good strokes and he was fully hard.

Tanya stroked Dee’s golden hair, grunting as she slipped her finger into her cunt.  “Lick me bitch.  Get down on your knees and lick me now!”

Dee unlatched her mouth from Tanya’s nipple.  Her finger still diddling the pussy, she kissed the full breasts and soft belly.  She stopped only to tongue Tanya’s belly button, making Tanya giggle. Kissing her way down, she kissed and licked from corner to corner.  Tanya moaned with satisfaction and put her hands on Dee’s head. The blonde kissed her way down the side, then kissed the inside of her thighs.  “Lick me now,” Tanya demanded.  Dee complied by spreading her pussy lips, and licking her hard clit.

“Yes!  Oh Baby, that’s it right there.”

Frank couldn’t bear it; this was too thrilling.  Transfixed by the blonde licking the brunette, Frank didn’t care if he got caught jerking off in the Seymour’s garden.  Besides, he lied to himself; anyone would have to be dead not to be turned on by sexual show in the gazebo.  He stopped fondling his cock and dropped his shorts around his ankles, leaving his ass naked and warmed by the sun.  He started again by grabbing the base of his cock with his thumb and index finger, wrapping the rest of his fingers around the shaft.  With long, firm strokes, going from base to tip, his balls welled in pre-orgasmic clench.  He tried to muffle the grunts and groans that involuntarily escaped his lips.

Tanya shifted her stance; she widened the position of her feet and bent her knees slightly so that the blonde could better lick her.  As Dee tongue-fucked her, she pinched one nipple then sucked on the other.  Her hips rocked and rotated; her moans came in a continuous stream.  They all knew that she was close to cumming.

Dee worked on that pussy with determination.  She licked hard and soft and faster and faster.  Tanya quivered, her fleshy belly and thighs and breasts shaking.

“Oh YEAH,” she yelled.

Frank wondered if they had heard at the main house and would be coming to investigate. Watching Tanya pull Dee to her feet and kiss her passionately on the mouth, made him forget anyone who might be coming.

Dee went and sat on the bench, her butt close to the edge.  She leaned back, brought her heels up to touch her ass. Spreading her knees wide, she bared her smoothly shaven cunt and gleaming wet pussy lips. Tanya dropped to her knees and still naked crawled across the floor to Dee. Tanya placed her hands on Dee’s hips. She lowered her mouth to the bald quim and licked as if it were her favorite ice cream.

Dee groaned. Tanya slipped a finger into her cunt; she gently probed and wiggled until Dee squirmed and let out a long continuous moan.

Frank felt the sun on his butt and heat in his groin. His knees began to weaken and his thighs shivered. The muscles in his ass started cramping. He was breathing hard.  Cum pushed from his constricting balls into cock; ejaculation was imminent.  Dee’s moans were making him wild.

Tanya licked the bare slit from bottom to top where she tongued Dee’s clit.  Dee’s head rolled from side to side; she massaged Tanya’s head. “Oh Honey, that’s it. Oh yeah, oh more, oh more, oh more. Lick my clitty, oh yeah. Just like that.”  Dee pulled her heels off the bench and wrapped her thighs around Tanya’s head.

Frank couldn’t take anymore; he stroked his cock hard and fast.  Hot cum blasted through his shaft, spurting out the head and splattering the bushes, his shorts, and his hand.

Dee gritted her teeth and grunted loudly. “Oh, oh, oh,” she said. Her whole body trembled with orgasmic ecstasy. Opening her thighs, Dee helped Tanya to her feet and kissed her. “Oh Honey, that was wonderful.”

As Frank pulled on his shorts, he watched the two women get dressed. He picked up his sheers and resumed pruning, wondering if his ass were sunburned.

Tanya carried the picnic basket and walked in front. Dee stepped out from the gazebo, turned, and waived to Frank. “See you next week,” she said with a smile.

How does someone go about getting a phone lover? I’m not really
sure since I wasn’t looking for what happened between Brad and me. For
starters we’re both very open to new and different things.

Initially, Brad and I conversed on the computer and moved to the phone
in a business capacity that turned into friendship. We both enjoy witty
conversation and take every opportunity to make plays on words, especially
in a sexual context. Along with the risque’ jokes there was an like electricity,
perhaps generated by our well-matched mentalities. Eventually the joking
and teasing led to a suggestion of making love on the phone, and the mental
attraction injected real possibility into our teasing.

I also felt safe talking to Brad — he wasn’t some stranger calling
numbers at random (who might also have my address), and he wasn’t going to
keep bugging me if the idea didn’t go over. Besides, he has a sexy, melodic
voice and I had wondered what kind of lover he would be. Is it so strange to
be attracted to a man’s voice, after all? I’ve listened to opera singers and
jazz vocalists who’ve put me in the mood faster than a porn video could.

Our first time together, Brad did most of the work. I was sleeping
soundly, tucked up against my pillows, when the phone rang. I answered it
sleepily, and vulnerably, as it later turned out.
“I just had a dream about you,” Brad said in a whispery, breathy,
eager voice.
“What was it?” I asked, giggling a little and shivering with
excitement.
It was four o’clock in the morning, and the “noir gla’mour” of that
adventurous hour enhanced the novelty of the moment.
“I dreamed I was lying here in bed and you were there next to me,
naked and so beautiful. It seemed so real, like I could reach out and
touch you.”
“If I was there, what would you do?” I whispered, that familiar
tingle awakening in my groin.
“What would you like?”
“I love to kiss. It turns me on a lot. Are you a good kisser?”
“The best. I kiss you slowly and softly. I taste you and gently bite
your lip. Then I move down and kiss your nipples. Tell me what they
look like.”
I threw back the sheet and studied my bare breasts in the half-light
of a summer morning.
“The areolas are about the size of half-dollars and my nipples are
about the size of pencil erasers — perfect for nibbling. I like them
nibbled on because they’re very sensitive.”
“Touch them for me. Caress your tits and pinch the nipples.. how does
it feel?”
I did what he asked, never once thinking about faking it.
“Mmmmm. It feels wonderful.”
“Then I kiss my way down between your legs. Describe your pussy to
me.”
“I’ totally hairless, I like it like that, its much more sensitive that way.”
“What about the inside?” What about the slit?”
“It’s kinda like a pouty lil mound and then when I spread it open,
it’s very rosy — more rosy than pink.”
“What’s your scent like?”
“I don’t have a strong scent.”
“Is it wet?”
“Sopping. I always get very wet.”
“Touch yourself. Is your clit swollen?”
“Like a little pea.”
“Wet your finger and taste it.”
I did so, then went back to slowly stroking my slippery slit.
“I’d lick your slit up and down. Then I’d stick my tongue in as
far as I could, scooping out your juices. More licking up and down
and then I’d suck on your clit, pulling it into my mouth until you
cum. What’s happening with you now?”
“I’m grinding my hips on the bed. I want to do you. I want you.”
“What do you want to do?”
“I want to suck your cock.” I tried to picture him lying there
stroking his erect cock as he talked to me.
“Tell me more.”
“I want to start by licking your balls and playing with them. Then
I’ll lick the shaft lightly up and down like  a popsicle.
I’ll flick my tongue over the head, playing with the little hole
on top. I’ll suck the head a little. But once I go down on it, I keep
at it. I deep-throat it every few strokes and I suck on it hard
while I keep stroking with my hand. Once I get it in my mouth I get so
excited I just suck away.. Oh Brad, I want you to fuck me now.”
“I lay you on your back and kneel between your legs rubbing the head
of my cock up and down the slit of your pussy. Then I put it in slowly
and I can feel your pussy. Grabbing at it inch by inch. It feels so
good. I fuck you slowly at first, building you up until you can’t stand it.”
“I want it fast and hard now,” I gasped. “I want you to fuck me and
bite my nipples.”
We were both breathing so heavily by this time it was hard to discern
all the words.
“I fuck you faster and deeper with every stroke until my cock is
bumping the back of your pussy. I kiss and bite your nipples, your neck,
behind your ears. My cock goes so deep into you, and I gyrate my pelvis
frantically so I touch every inch of the walls of your pussy.”
“I feel you. I feel your cock stroking that spot..”
“Cum for me, baby.”
“I’m going to cum now, Brad. I want you to cum, too. I want you to
cum inside me.”
“I’m going to cum and you can feel it shooting into you strong
and hot.”
With that, we both gasped into the phone as we came. My back arched
off the bed as my fingers worked the soft, buttery folds of my pussy.  It was
wonderfullly decadent and satisfying.
That is, until we said good night and broke the connection. The
drawback was having to nestle down into bed alone with no warm
body to cuddle against.

—-
As you can tell, phone sex is not for anyone with an aversion to
four-letter words. You also have to be extremely comfortable with
masturbation. It also helps if you’re vocal when you climax.
Brad always tells me how many times he spurts when he comes and then
after a few endearing words and a lot of teasing, we hang up. I would
recommend phone sex to anyone who’s looking for a way to add variety to
their sex life. In fact, I have recommended it.
As I mentioned before, some of my friends are aware of my
relationship with Brad. The most common question is, how do we keep the sex
from growing stale — after all, we’ve been doing it for almost two years. Well,
there are several ways to vary phone sex. We describe what we’d do in various
positions or acts of sex. For instanced, my sumptuous, very sensual
description of tit-fucking.
“I’ll spread almond oil on your hard, hot cock and then rub it all
over my tits until they glisten. My hard nipples will shine in the
candlelight. You’ll straddle me and press your dick against my chest. I love
how stiff and hot it feels.
“I’ll lift my tits up so that they press against either side of your
cock and you’ll slide it back and forth. It’ll be warm and slick — almost as
good as my pussy. I’ll flick the head of your cock with my tongue as you
thrust forward. Then I’ll press my tits even harder against you and play with
the nipples. When you cum you’ll thrust it into my mouth and I’ll suck every
single precious drop from you.
Brad has also instructed me on how to use my vibrator.
Then one night when I called Brad he had just put a porn film on. He described
the action (a threesome) to me and we both got off. That gave me the idea of
copying one of my favorite porn films.  We watched the flick together,
Brad in IL and me in FL, and we had achieved our goal within the first ten
minutes of the film. Because of the distance provided by the telephone,
maybe we’re both more uninhibited than we might usually be. In any case,
the relationship has led me to try other scenarios I previously wasn’t
much interested in. One of those was a threesome.
One night — inevitably — there was a woman with him when I called.
Brad put Cathy on his wireless phone. With all three of us describing
the moves or giving orders, I listened intently and avidly while they
fucked each other passionately and I came feverishly. Unfortunately,
I felt a little lonely afterward since he had someone there to continue
the good times with or cuddle up with after the connection as broken,
whereas I again had an empty bed.

Another first was a threesome on my end. When one evening
I was at the apartment of one my closest friends. We had been
drinking and talking about sex, as usual. In a fit of honesty
I told her about my relationship with Brad. She thought it was great.
We drank a little more and went on watching some movie.
We kept wishing we had a man with us, and even tried to reach a
couple of men we knew, but without success. Then I hit on the idea of
calling Brad. He was all for it, which I wasn’t surprised to say the least.
Tina and I sat on her kitchen floor (she had only one phone and it
was in the kitchen). We were naked and drunk and horny. The floor was cold
and the room was dark. Brad’s voice sounded extra sexier than ever.
After the introduction was made, we giggled and waited for someone to
start something.
Suddenly, Tina leaned over and sucked my nipple, very gently.
“Oh!” I exclaimed.
“What’s the matter?” Brad asked.
“She’s — oh! She’s sucking on my tit,” I told him.
“Do you like it?”
“Actually, yes. Do you?”
“I love it. If you like it, what’s the problem?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t expect it. I thought we were all just going
to masturbate together.”
“Relax. Enjoy it.”
“Okay.”
“So tell me what she’s doing.”
“She’s got her hand on my pussy. She’s playing with me.”
“Does it feel good?”
“Yes. Very good. Mmmmm..”
“Do you think you’ll cum?”
“I always cum.”
“Are you horny?”
“I’m always horny.”
“What’s she doing now?”
“She’s licking me.  I’ve never done this before.”
“How does it feel?”
“It feels good. I wish it were you.”
“Now what’s happening?”
“Tina’s licking my clit and finger-fucking me.. Brad I’m going to
cum now.”
“Now you should reciprocate, ” Brad said.
He listened while I gasped in a paroxysm of pleasure. Tina raised her
head and kissed me on the lips so I could taste my juices.
Tentatively, I reached out and touched her pussy. It was wet and
warm, much like my own. Touching it was strangely familiar, but still I was
unsure of what to do. Under Brad’s guidance I brought Tina — and him — to
orgasm.  And Tina pushed me over the edge once again.
Then we started on the oral stuff. First I stood up while Tina — at
Brad’s command — parted my pussy lips and licked me up and down. Then she
lay down on the kitchen floor and I straddled her head. We went into a sixty-
nine position with Brad telling me what to do and listening to the slurp of
Tina’s dripping cunt, which smelled similar to mine — not too strong or fishy
like girls I had stood near in the gym. I made her scream with pleasure so
that Brad could hear her all the way in IL. She went to work on me with
a vengeance and Brad shot off yet again.
Tina and I went to separate beds satisfied at how bold we had been and yet
not totally satisfied for lack of physical contact with a man.
I wonder if I’ll ever find a FL lover as open and as much of a
friend as Brad is.
I wonder if Brad will ever come to Florida so that I can finally get
under the covers with him.
More than that, I wonder if Brad and I will have as good a time in
person as we do over the phone.

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They were still both laughing as they drove away from the cafe.  Katie couldn’t remember the last time she saw her mother in this good a mood.  It had been a long and vicious divorce, Tess had spent too many years married to a man she never should of  married in the first place – baby or no baby. Katie actually felt a little awkward seeing the sexual side of her mother.  She knew she saw other men now,   just as she was sure she wasn’t living a life of chastity.  But this was the first time she had ever seen her mother in a state of arousal.  Her cheeks were flushed and her hand had found its way between her legs.  Then again Katie thought to herself, if she hadn’t had to drive her hand might be between her own legs. All the way back to the house they talked about the guy at the restaurant and what they’d like to do with him.  It was all in fun, of course, but Katie found it exciting too. She found the heat between her legs spreading outward.  It had been much too long since she’d been laid.

“Look at your nipples,”  Mom teased. “You’re so hot, their sticking out.” Surprisingly Katie wasn’t embarrassed by her mother’s observation. “So are yours,” she quickly shot back. Well what are we going to do about it?”  Tess asked. A second later, Katie was shocked to realize that her mother’s hand had moved from between her legs and was now stroking Katie’s thigh. Never in a thousand years could she have imagined her mother being interested in another woman.  Much less her own daughter.  Yet it took only another second for her to respond. She reached down and lifted  her mother’s hand and guided it to her own wet crotch. She was
pleased when her mother didn’t pull it away.  Not a word passed between them as the finished the remaining fifteen minutes of the ride in silence. Leaving the packages in the car as they arrived home, both women quickly moved into the house. Katie was no sooner in the door when her mother  pulled her into nto her arms and kissed her.  Not the motherly kiss she’d become accustomed to but the hot passionate kiss of a lover.  She felt her mother’s tongue enter her mouth and quickly slid her own out to meet it.  Tess’s hand quickly moved down Katie’s back and slid into the back of her shorts.  Katie responded by pulling open her mother’s blouse and exploring the delights within. Her breasts were heavier than Katie’s , the nipples larger.  Tess moaned into her open mouth as she fondled them.  Katie’s hand slid down to her hips and pulled her mother closer, working a thigh between her legs.  She could tell the older woman’s pussy mound was super wet. “Let’s go up to the bedroom.”  Tess whispered as she pulled away from her daughter. Katie released her mother reluctantly and followed her up the stairs.  They undressed each other and stood naked, as if they were seeing each other for the first time. Their pubic hairs were the small golden blonde, proof that they were both naturals.  Small clear droplets of cum already clung to Tess’s mound. Tess licked her finger and then traced up and down the center of Katie’s bush.  Her gaze was as exciting to Katie as the wet finger between her legs.  Unable to wait any longer, Katie took hold of her mother and pulled her to the bed. They rolled back and forth, mother and daughter, kissing deeply, nipples together, bellies touching and mounds grinding together.  When Katie was on top, Tess slid her hands down her back and pulled hard against her.  The other did the same as their positions did the same. Katie then remembered a trip taught to her by one of her girlfriends back at college. She pulled her mother’s plump cheeks apart, then pushed them back together, rhythmically.  Then she used her fingertips to tease her puckered anus.  Tess moaned at the touch. “Yes….Oh yes…” She gasped.  “It feels so good.” Needing no more encouragement, Katie knelt behind her mother and teased her again.  First with her fingers, then with her tongue.  Katie buried it deep in her mother’s rectum while she pumped to fingers in and out of her dripping pussy. “That’s it,”  Tess hissed, as she rocked back and forth. “So good!  So fucking good!” Hearing her mother talk like that helped push Katie over the edge, but she was determined to hold back a little longer.  She knew her mother was close, she wanted it to build to a rousing climax.  A few minutes later she felt Tess’s rectum clamp down on her tongue as her pussy pulsed around her fingers. She plunged her mouth into her mother’s  box and was rewarded a second later with an explosion of girl cum which saturated her face. Katie hardly had time to recover her composure before her mother maneuvered her onto her back.  Immediately, Tess had her face between her daughter’s legs and went to work on her.  Her head bobbed up and down as she tongue her through one orgasm after another. Tess couldn’t remember having ever  come so much.  Her mother seemed insatiable, unwilling to break contact with the woman she had given birth to. Finally Katie managed to pull her up and kissed her.  They spent long minutes licking the cum off each others faces.  Then they just laid there naked, talking, and exploring aspects of each others lives that they had never dared  before.  They would make love many times before Katie returned to school, but nothing would ever match the intensity of this first time.  Still it never  stopped them from trying.