I recall the other night having such a wild and sexy dream that I remember waking up so hot, horny, and bothered. The dream was very choppy and in pieces, and I only remembered bits and pieces of it. I remember a random face from a stranger, and he was fucking, sucking, licking, and sticking me. It was like I was caught in an abyss and kept falling deeper into a pool of ecstasy. The more I fell into this pool of passion, the more my pussy would cream it’s sweet and deliciously succulent juices, and all I could do in the dream was succumb to the carnal feeling and moan and groan. I was still in the middle of my dream when I was awakened by my telephone ringing ever so loudly that it made me jump up from my pillow in my bed. It was so magical that it happened just in time that there – on the other side of my phone line – was a sexy, hot, and enticing man. Calling phone sex lines is always so hot and fun and exciting, and I was happy to have this person call so I could both anticipate and expect a great experience and an adventure. I wonder what awaited me as I listened to this stranger’s voice as he would have phone sex with me on the line. His voice was soothing, masculine, deep, and sultry, and it made my pretty pussy even wetter than when I first woke up. He asked me that he was wearing boxers and he was in his living room in his comfortable chair. He said that he was stroking his meaty, tasty, and deliciously hard cock and wanted to have a little fun, so that is why he decided to call the phone sex number. I was so ecstatic that he called explicitly to speak to me. It was like there was a void remaining with the fire that began in me, and he was the one that came to ignite its flames further. He appeared at the right time to quench my thirst. I pondered silently to myself if this was the man that would make my sexual dream come true. He jumped straight to phone sex without introducing himself by immediately asking me what I had on, and I told him it was a see-through lace baby doll lingerie with a pink thong panty to match. He also asked me to describe my beautiful body clearly, and I told him that my tits were soft, round, and full, with a tiny waist and a great ass, and my body was toned and trim with silky smooth legs and pretty painted pink nails and toenails.
He told me that it sounds lovely with what I was wearing, but he would love nothing more than to have me take everything off, so I did. When I went to take my sexy underwear off, it was soaking wet all the way through. It is like my pretty pink pussy has a mind of its own. My sweet, delicious, and succulent pussy juices rolled down past my cunt, through the crack, and settled itself between the crack of my perfect ass. I told him I was leaking like a faucet, and he said that I had not seen anything as yet because we began to play. I was excited about where this was going, and I yearned to have hot phone sex with this guy. I finally asked him his name, and he told me that his name was Larry, and he is referred to as Larry the Licker amongst his female friends. I asked him if he could elucidate why he has that nickname, and he asked me if I needed to ask because he thought that the name spoke for itself. He then acknowledged having a great tongue that worked like a non-stop cunt fucking machine. It implements tricks and turns like no other tongue can. He told me to close my eyes if I had not done so already and make sure that I was downright naked and said to him that I was. He told me to spread my toned legs wide and to pretend that he was there with me in the room. He told me to feel his presence, smell his scent, and envision his beautiful face and body rummaging his way past my bedsheets and crawling to the source of my love, which is my beautiful and pretty pink pussy, and I did as he suggested. His exciting energy was so vital, which made the imagery of him so realistic and so robust. He ignited my mind because I was about to have my world turned upside down, and who would have imagined that this type of thing could happen just by calling phone sex up on a phone line. Calling phone sex lines is something everyone should do because it is so sexy. It gets me so excited to imagine naughty things. I love rubbing my pussy’s cute clitty and imagining that this stranger was using his thick and manly fingers to stimulate it. It began to harden underneath my fingers. It felt so good to feel how warm and wet it felt. I wanted his face there between my toned legs, so I imagined it and made it real, and in my mind, he was there, up close and personal with my tight and sticky pussy and me. I begged him to smell the lovely scent of my pussy and taste me and lick me ever so slowly, and he obliged. As my eyes were closed, I felt him kissing me there over and over again. It was like he was worshipping my creamy cunt with his soft kisses. His soft, gentle, supple, and smooth lips made me immediately quiver and shake every time he kissed my warm, wet and juicy cunt, and this caused my hips to gyrate like a forbidden dancer in sheer pleasure.
I did not want him to stop because the feeling was so good. I directed his face to suck me greedily even more, so I pushed his face so much closer, and I told him to tongue fuck my pussy. Before I could even take a pause, his tongue was fucking my sodden cunt vigorously. It was as if his tongue was a little cock, and his fucking would not stop. He was stabbing me deep inside my pussy, and I loved it. My insides were exploding, and I was experiencing highs and lows and ups and down at the same time. I felt my cheeks reddening along with heat emitting from my silky smooth legs. My body fully implored for his ruggedly manly touch. How could a tongue feel so damn good? I felt the rigidity and the roughness of his tongue and the little bumps on his tongue was scrubbing the inside of my cunt. My raspberry-like nipples on my succulent breasts stood up at attention, and I began to pinch and rub them. I twisted and pulled them, and I continued and would not stop. The more I rotated my fingers around my nipples, the harder they became, the hotter I became, and the wetter my pussy became. I wanted to let it all go and cum and cream all over his face, but before I could do that, he spun me over and told me to arch my back and stick my tight ass in the air. I had never experienced what he did to me ever before, and this happened just by him calling a phone sex number. He used his talented tongue to caress and tease my asshole gently, and it felt so enjoyable. He would push his tongue inside, then take it out and gently circle my asshole, and would also lick down a little lower and suck on my perineum. He treated my perineum as if it was just as important as the rest of me and gave it the same amount of attention as he did for my tasty ass and delicious pussy. Never have I ever had someone touch me there so much and gently nibble and bite on it in a teasing manner. Then he asked me if I had a toy nearby, and I told him that I did, and he had me retrieve it. I retrieved my favorite toy, which was a purple dual vibrator that could fuck my wet pussy’s clit and stimulate my G-spot at the same time. I described my sex toy to him, and he told me not to insert it inside of me yet because he wanted me to put it on my nips. I used the tip of the vibrator to touch and kiss the tip of my nips, and my already erect nipples got even harder. He had me pinch my other nipple while I used the vibrator on the other, and I was experiencing two sensations simultaneously. He told me to pretend that his lips were on my erect nipples and to push the vibrator on my nipple even deeper and for the hand pinching my other nipple to squeeze it even harder, and I did. Then he told me to take the vibrator now and ram it into my creamy cunt at the highest speed possible, and I screamed to the top of my lungs with everything else I had in me, and I collapsed on the bed in an additional pool of my cum. I wait tirelessly for him to call me on the phone sex number again.
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