Lick lick, suck suck

So, I just got in from a date last night. I had met this guy a week ago or so, and he finally gave me a call and asked me out. It was going to be one of those "typical" dinner and a movie deals, but it never really got that far. "Troy" picked my up early, looking quite sexy in his khakis and white shirt, not to mention the convertible that he pulled up in ;). We went to a nice restaurant...it was Italian. Over the appetizer, we started discussing what we do for a living. Troy was an investment banker, which is nice (gotta love that money!). I figured I'd be straight forward, and told him that I was a phone sex operator.

He didn't believe me at first, so I grabbed my cell and called my extension so he could hear my voicemail greeting. His jaw dropped slightly, and his face turned red. "Does my job cause a problem for us?" I asked, knowing plenty of men who don't want "their" woman pleasing other guys in any way, shape or form. "Not at all," he answered, somewhat timidly. Turns out, he had never called a phone sex line before, though he had always been curious.

He began asking me all kinds of questions about it: What kinds of things do I talk about? How much do I "enjoy" the calls? It was kind of cute that he was trying to be subtle when asking if I play with myself when I do calls. I had to confess that having phone sex drives me wild, and I couldn't resist touching myself on a call no matter how hard I tried. Then he wanted details of my favorite call.

I began telling him about this one call I had where a couple called in and wanted me to tie them both up and have my way with them. As I described licking the wife's pussy with her husband tied up and unable to participate, I noticed Troy's hands were under the table. I continued with my story a bit, and it became blatantly obvious that Troy was jerking off right there in the restaurant! "Why don't we get out of here?" I asked. Troy agreed, and we skipped out of the restaurant without even paying. Not like we made it past the appetizer anyway.

Minutes later, we were busting through the door of Troy's house. Barely in the front door, Troy pushed me over and had me bent over the back of the couch. He hiked my dress up, pulled my panties to the side, and plunged his tongue deep into my pussy. He caressed the lips with his fingers as he darted his tongue in and out, and across my clit. His actions were so intense that I erupted into a convulsing orgasm within minutes. I could feel my juices leaking all over his face and down my leg. Troy followed the trail of juice until my leg was licked clean, and he gave my pussy a few more licks for good measure.

Once I stopped trembling, it was my turn to return the favor. I stood up, turned around and pushed him back against the wall. I ripped open his shirt and kissed my way down to his waist, where I quickly unbuttoned his pants. His throbbed cock shot from his boxers with little beckoning. I quickly took his shaft in my mouth, caressing the tip with tongue, and working my way down to the base. I cradled his balls in my hand, gently squeezing them and massaging them as I ravaged his meat. He let out some soft moans, but they quickly escalated into louder groans. I knew that he was about to shower me with his hot cum, so I took his cock the whole way to the back of my throat one last time, then pulled back and began stroking him rapidly. His body tensed up as he neared orgasm. I jerked faster and faster, occasionally licking his balls. He let out a loud groan and exploded his hot cum all over my face. I took what I could in my mouth and swallowed it.

He reacted so strongly, that I thought he would pass out when he came. To my surprise, he picked me up and carried me back to his bedroom, where we fucked like wild animals until the early morning hours. And now, I stagger into my room, physically drained from the action. But, being the kinky little slut I am, I'd love to play with some guys on the phone right now.

If you want to hear more details about my night with Troy, or anything else, give me call.
1-888-590-9687 Ext. 746.

Talk to you soon, boys. ~ Natalie