I heard a low guttural moan as my well used hole slowly returned to its normal size (but would it ever really be normal again?) around his solid cock. He rode me hard, grabbing my hips as he glided in and out of my ass, reaching balls deep each time. My pussy dripped as I began to squirt again, screaming and moaning like some sort of wild banshee. He pulled out and flipped me over. My asshole quivered and felt suddenly empty, yearning to be filled again. He mounted my chest and began teasing my lips with his meaty cock. I never imagined this is what I would find on the sex phone chat line!
“Open wide and clean me up,” he said. I tried to turn my face away but he grabbed my face and stared at me straight in the eye and said “You know what to say if you really don’t want to,” referring to our safe word of orange. I relented and opened my mouth, making my real life phone date very happy. He spit into my open mouth and grunted “That’s what I thought, bitch,” and slowly began to inch his cock down my throat. Once he had it deep as possible he took my head in his hands and started to fuck my face, pushing and pulling my head to match his rhythmic strokes. I made garbled sounds, choking and gagging on his dick as he slammed it further and deeper. He began to moan and his meat grew more turgid. He exited my throat and began milking his cock. “Keep your mouth open. Tongue out.” I silently obeyed and thick hot ropes of cum splattered my face. I moved to take him in my mouth and drain the last bit as he emptied his balls into my hungry cocksucker.
He took me into his arms and kissed my forehead tenderly. “Let’s take a shower princess, get you all cleaned up.”
I’m so glad I decided to try the sex phone chat line!