Phone Sex Series: Client #3 The Cuckold

This is part three of the Phone Sex Series, a smut series inspired by and dedicated to the actual fantasies of men who patronize my phone fucking services.

“I want to lick a big load of cum off your tits, he was fucking me and telling me this. This was maybe three days ago.

“Whose cum?

“Do you want me to pick up some boys at the bar again? Do you want me to eat their cum off your tits or out of your pussy or out of your dirty asshole while it’s still warm?

There was precedent for this conversation.

He said that for every other man I fucked, he loved me more. After a lifetime of compulsory monogamy, this was a little bit novel. The first time we fucked he talked about it. He shoved his tongue in my ear and he was pumping my g-spot hard with three fingers and he asked me if it would get me off if he was watching me fuck a young guy with a huge cock. My fist was all slippery with pre-cum. I was flicking my thumb over his cock head. He was moaning and panting, squeezing my ass, spreading the left cheek away from the right cheek a little. I love that feeling. I could feel the satin gusset of my super-naughty-first-time-fucking panties. It was cold and wet and the tiny little stitches rubbed against the creases of my asshole. “Can you imagine me watching you fuck some studs? I’d sit behind you and touch your hair, kiss your forehead while they lined up and pleased you one after the other. You’d be making them so happy with your tight pussy and your big hot tits. I love it when men talk about my big tits. I was close to squirting all over his hand. He could tell the tit talk was what was doing it. “A room full of young studs with huge long dicks, licking your tits, licking your fat nipples, fighting over who gets to go next. That was it. I deluged on his hand, a big puddle. Something about squirting with a man. It’s a bonding experience.

The next time there was some “hotwife porn and before long I was getting off to it even when I wasn’t with him. So, I told him that we should try it. He was clearly pissing himself with delight. He fucked me that night, and while we fucked we made plans for the following Tuesday:

As he licked down my neck he instructed me to wear this slutty outfit he’d seen on me when we went out the first time: a really tight pink wrap-around sweater and a black pencil skirt. He squeezed my tits together, pushing my nipples so close they were touching. He swiped his tongue back and forth over the tips of my eraser-top nipples as he advised that I make sure to expose a lot of cleavage. He rubbed the stubble of his chin against the tips of my nipples. He told me he wanted me to wear this bright orange demi-cup push-up bra I have. He said it makes my tits look even bigger than they already are. “I want to see these pretty dark areolas sticking over the top of your bra. I could see them right through that pink sweater the last time you wore it. His mouth was wrapped around my areola, sucking hard on one and then the other. “Those black boots and the fishnets. He put my calves over his shoulders and licked my toes while he pushed into my pussy. “Mmm. Your pussy is going to be so hot and slippery with all that cum in it.

Tuesday came. After work, I came home, took a shower. I stood in front of the mirror in my bedroom. My hair was wet. My heavy tits dangled. My nipples were standing on end. I thought about going into the bar where we were meeting to pick up guys. I was nervous. Maybe I wasn’t as hot as all that. Maybe no one “ let alone two or three guys “ would want to fuck me. Then I put my leg up on the bottom drawer of my dresser. I opened up my pussy lips, pulled back the hood of my clit. I saw my clit hard poking out. I started rubbing it, looking at myself in the mirror while I did it. I rubbed it really shyly, running my tongue over my lips, using my arms to push my big titties together. My nipples get plump really fast. I saw them get big and hard. I remember one guy said they were like the tips of cigars. I started jiggling my tits, staring at them bounce while I continued to pet my clit. I held my hairy pussy close to the mirror. I could see it was shiny. It was steaming up the mirror with its heat. I could see the little mole right on the inside of my labia. I pushed my nipples against the mirror. It was fucking cold, and it made my areolas pucker and my clit get stiffer, more engorged. I started pushing my hand against the mirror, letting it hump my pussy. I was staring at myself imagining I wasn’t me.

I didn’t cum. I got dressed. I knew I was going to get as much dick as I could handle tonight.

When I walked into the bar, he was already there. He told me he was going to get there early and start scoping the guys to see if there were any candidates. He was at the bar talking to a couple of guys. They were older than the young studs we’d talked about, and when I walked toward the bar, the three of them turned to look, and the two strangers were obviously appraising. He kissed me on the cheek and introduced me to the guys: Everett and Rogelio. He gave me a little pat on the ass and told me to take a seat a little further down the bar.

I was feeling anxious and turned on. I knew that the near-orgasm from earlier would make everything feel more intense. I decided to drink some cosmos to help me along even further. I could see the guys talking about me, looking at my tits, at my legs. I could feel my pussy just opening up, getting wider inside. The alcohol was making my ass hole loosen up. I was resting my tits on the bar. The condensation from the cold glass was dripping into my cleavage.

I think he was trying to find a third guy to take home with us, but after an hour he was ready. I imagined how big and drippy his cock was under his jeans. The three of them got up. The two strangers walked toward the exit. He walked toward me, paid my tab and took me by the hand out the bar. He took me to his car: “I can’t wait to get you home and watch these studs please you. I stopped him for a second: “I don’t want to wait. I want to fuck them right here. I want you to watch me fuck them in the car. I’m typically not big on car sex, but my pussy was engorged and throbbing. The strangers were sitting in the backseat. He opened the rear door.

I was trying to act sexy and like I’d done this before. So, I crawled over Everett’s lap. He laughed petting my ass as I made my way over him, to the space between the two of them. Martin (did I mention that’s my cuckold’s name?) got into the front seat, watching us in the rearview mirror. I watched him take his dick out. Rogelio leaned forward and started kissing my lips really gently. Once I started kissing back, he got more intense, pushing his tongue into my mouth, readjusting himself because his dick was getting really hard. The windows were already totally fogged. We were kissing and then I felt Everett’s hands pulling open my sweater. He pulled it away from my tits, exposing the orange material of the bra. I heard him pull in air. He rubbed his hands over my breasts, seeking the nipples with his index fingers. They were big enough to push through. When he found them I heard him do that exhale-moan thing that makes me go crazy. He started pinching my nipples through the bra. My hand was already on Rogelio’s cock. I could feel it through his jeans. I could feel his wet spot through his jeans. I wasn’t sure how big it was, but the head felt so hard and thick. Everett was massaging my tits pretty intensely and kissing the tops of them. I hastily took my hand off Rogelio’s dick to pull the cups of my bra down. I wanted him to suck my tits so badly. My hand went back to his cock, my mouth on his while Everett started feasting on my big titties. He was really, really enjoying himself, sucking them into his mouth, blowing on them, rubbing his cheek and his nose against my thick, hard nips.

I could hear Martin’s hand stroking up and down his dick. I wondered if he had lotion or if it was just pre-cum because he was so turned on. Rogelio’s mouth moves down to my nipple. This has long been a goal of mine. Two mouths. They both suck totally differently. Rogelio is sucking gently, teasing my nipple with the tip of his tongue to please me. Everett is sucking hard to please himself. Both styles are fucking hot for different reasons.

Rogelio starts to maneuver my body so that my head is on Everett’s lap. After some confusion it becomes clear that he wants to eat my pussy, when he puts his hand under my skirt, his fingers into my pussy and then shoves the fingers into his mouth. He does it again, running the fingers under his nose and then into his mouth again. He’s desperate to taste my cunt and so he magically manages to get my ass into his hands and brings my cunt to his face as he leans forward and shoves his tongue right into my hole. He’s making nasty hungry sounds as he tongue fucks my pussy opening. He’s pushing my pencil skirt up over my sweaty outer thighs, and gets my leg over the back of his neck.

Everett is still rubbing my titties. Rogelio is sucking on my clit. The discomfort that this position would normally cause me is totally forgotten. Everett unzips and pulls out what looks like a fat eight inch dick. He doesn’t even have to ask. My mouth is on that huge cock immediately. I love the feeling of fat cock in my mouth. My head is turned, taking in the head and a few shaft inches, while he squeezes and flicks my nipples with this finger tips. He’s such a tit man, and the nipple and clit play are bringing me so fucking close. I look at Martin and just seeing the motion of his arm pumping is getting me even hotter.

Rogelio is fingering my pussy. The wet sloppy sounds of finger in sloppy cunt and my mouth on Everett’s cock and Martin’s hand on his cock. The sound is the dirtiest thing I’ve ever heard. Everett is telling me how my fucking fire hot mouth is making him want to blow a load on my tits.

Martin got up, opened the back door, signaled Rogelio to get out of the way, and moved me so that my pussy was sticking out of the car. He slapped my cunt with his hand and then his dick and then he pushed into my totally sopping wet pussy. My cunt was so open and ready, there was no resistance as he pushed it all the way in. He held me by the arms and started pumping me. I was pushing back against him, pushing into his cock and his belly. He thrust into me, my pussy hair all tangled up in his dick hair. He was hitting it hard, and I was spreading as far as the car would let me. I loved it, but I wanted the new cock. I asked for Everett. Martin smiled and pulled out. Everett came from behind Martin, his cock was perfect and thick. He pushed it in, swiveling his hips, savoring it, going in slow and then fast, watching my tits bounce as he did. I held them together looking at him in the eye as I felt his fat dick fill me up completely. Fuck. His dick was so good. I good feel the head of his dick just barely kissing my cervix. I was imagining his cum pushing past my cervix. I was watching it go in and out. Then, Martin tapped Everett on the shoulder. It was Rogelio’s turn. For the first time I got a real good look at his cock. I was totally shocked. It was even bigger. Maybe 9 or even ten inches of beautiful cock meat. I was crazy horny. I guided his dick into me. It pushed in, hitting my cervix. He grabbed my legs, pushed my thighs together and put them right against his chest and tummy. He made my pussy so tight against his bare cock. I was fucking him, and Martin was watching, stroking. So was Everett. Rogelio grabbed my hand and put it on my pussy. He wanted to watch me rub my cunt while he fucked it. I pushed my finger between my lips and started stroking my clit hard. My senses were all so heightened that I had to rub it really hard to get the sensation to register. The rubbing made my pussy walls so sensitive. I could feel the veins, the growing head, the swelling and throbbing of his blood and his heart in my pussy. He started breathing hard out of his mouth. I could feel his cock starting to get really really stiff inside. I could feel his dick squirt out five, six long hard cum shots. When he was done, before I could even recover, Everett was inside. Within three or four strokes he was cumming inside of me too. I had two hot loads in my pussy.

I was rubbing my cunt with their hot creamy cum dribbling down my pussy, into my pussy hair, onto the car seat. Martin got down on his knees. Knees on pavement in the parking lot of the bar. He pulled my legs back and he shoved his face between my thighs. Smelling me, running his tongue up and down the soft skin of my thighs. I was moaning, rubbing my clit. He couldn’t resist. He’d been trying to tease himself, but he just shoved his face right into my pussy, his tongue diving into their hot pools of semen, rubbing their cum into my clit and onto his chin. I could hear his stifled moans of ecstatic, dirty elation while he jacked his dick so hard and ate me out.

He told me to stay in the backseat for a sec. He stood up, and I didn’t hear what he said to the guys, but they headed away from our car. Martin got in the driver’s seat again. “Keep that cum in you til we get home. I want you to keep your legs closed and stay on your back. The idea of that cum in my pussy was so nasty, it was yummy. Every couple minutes he’d look at me in the rearview mirror “ tits out, legs squeezed together “ and nurse his erection. When we got back to the apartment, he helped me put my panties on (stealing another tongue-dip into my cunt). Keeping the cum in my pussy was hard work, but I didn’t need to keep it in too long. Once we got inside, he dropped down to the floor, pulled up his shirt and told me to squat on his chest and let all the cum drip out on him.He was pulling and petting my hard nipples while I squatted on him. My skirt was pulled up around my waist. He was groaning really low and biting his lip, watching their cum dribble out of me onto his chest.

He came spontaneously. As far as I could tell, nothing was touching his dick and it was actually in his pants, but I knew he came because he almost screamed. I don’t know why, but I love making me cum in their pants. The whole scene (plus the nipple play) gave me just enough juice to cum hard from just a little clit rubbing.

We do it all the time now. Sometimes I just tell Martin to set things up and I call him when it’s time to “clean up.

Virgie Tovar

Virgie Tovar is the author/editor of the upcoming fat positive anthology Hot &Heavy: Fierce Fat Girls on Life, Love and Fashion (Seal Press, November 2012). She holds an MA in Human Sexuality, is certified as a sex educator, and was voted Best Sex Writer by the Bay Area Guardian in 2008 for her first book, Destination DD: Adventures of a Brest Fetishist with 40DDs. After teaching Female Sexuality at UC Berkeley she went onto host The Virgie Show (CBS Radio) from 2007-2008. When she’s not teaching sexuality seminars or shimmying as her burlesque alter ego, Dulce de Lecherous, she is creating content for her video blog: Virgie Tovar’s Guide to Fat Girl Living. Virgie has been featured on Playboy Radio and Women’s Entertainment Television. She lives in San Francisco.

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