Milfs and Grannies Phone Sex

Okay, boys – it’s time to put up or shut up.  All you raunchy-ass boys out there just staring at those young pussies and dreaming away really don’t know what you’re missing.

I know more about pleasing a man than any five of those teen-twats will EVER know, and when it cums to sex, baby, experience is EVERYTHING.

Here’s what I’m offering … you call me with your fantasy, and I guarantee you that I will push your fantasy to your limit … I will go farther than you thought possible.  Not only that, but I’m going to be turned on right there with you, and this old granny’s going to cum to your fantasy.

You think your fantasy is too weird or strange to talk with anyone about?  Not only have I probably heard of it, there’s a good chance I’ve TRIED it already, sonny-boy.   Cum play in MY backyard … I guarantee we can get nasty together.

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I’m quickly running out of exotic places to have sex.  In the past month I’ve had sex in a coffee house bathroom, an elevator, two different taxis, and most recently the roof of an abandoned schoolhouse building overlooking a church.  It was so wicked and so wrong, but oh so hot.  And you’d better believe i’d do it again.  Surprisingly, as hot as it was, that was not my most interesting escapade of the month.

That would be the second taxi ride, the one home from the swinger’s party Frank and I attended.  Action there was fairly slow but we did manage to make a new friend.  Bill.  6’2 grey and balding but smoldering blue eyes  and a LONG agile tongue and even longer fingers.    I’ll never forget the driver’s look of surprise as he watched in the rearview mirror as Frank and Bill caressed my breasts through my blouse while I sat between them, rubbing their crotches.  The way he began to swerve dangerously from lane to lane as their fingers opened my blouse and freed my breasts as I tongue kissed one man, and then the other, as they took turns ravishing my nipples and fingering my clit under my skirt.   Finally we came to a ull stop at a redlight and I locked eyes with our cab driver, a slender ukranian accented fellow in his late 30′s or so.  I loved the look of helpless desire in his eyes, as he watched the scene unfold in the backseat.   I thought for sure he would pull the car over once Frank and Bill took turns fingering me and feeding me my own cum, but he drove us determinedly all the way back to my house. 

By then I was busy devouring both cocks, jerking Frank feverishly in one hand while I leaned over to swallow Bill’s raging member, switching back and forth.  Suddenly I realized we were in the driveway and the cab was no longer idling.  I tore my mouth away from Frank’s and Bill’s cocks long enough to ask the driver what was next.

“Don’t worry, guys, the meter is no longer running…” He croaked in his accent. I noticed he had freed his cock from his pants and was pumping it furiously…. I looked over at Frank in that knowing way, the way we do when we already know the question and the answer. 

“Why don’t you come inside, driver… I’d like to give you a more generous tip…” I crooned…

That wasn’t my first gangbang, but it certainly was my first spontaneous one.  Each man took turns filling up all my holes, and tasting my juices that flowed like a faucet from between my legs.   

Oops!  I could go on and on about that night, but it is late, and retelling this story has made me all wet again and dear Frankie is waiting for me, ever so near in bed, naked, and sweetly dozing…  his cock swelling and lolling about his hips like a lazy dog.  I must feel him inside of me now… if you hurry you can catch us in the act. Lately I’ve been into answering the phone and doing calls while Frank parts my pussy with his tongue, his fingers, his magnificent cock and his tongue…. call now while his supply lasts!

CAROL  1-888-252-5839

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Well hi y’all.

My name is Connie and I’m a lil new around here.  I came into phonesexing, not too long after I had just discovered my sexuality.  I’m separated from my husband and living on my own now, exploring new things.  I’ve collected quite a few adventures to tell people about now.  I was kind of shy at first but according to some of my latest fanmail, I’ve gotten the knack of things. 

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Dear Connie

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Connie the first time I saw your pics I couldn’t believe ur age and how hot u are and then I heard your voice you are  unbelievably sexy and gorgeous GODDESS.  You made me cum like a rocket in five minutes, I promise to make it much longer the next time wanna savor that sexxxxxxxxxxy voice and lips Mmmmmm

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miss connie you were so amazin g i stroked for hours after talking to y ou i cant’ stop thinking about yuor sexy voice and bod damn

ps i wanna be yr lil cockboy slut

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 You=GORGEOUS

Wish u were my mommy xxxxoxoo

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Connie

THank you for a hot session. I especially love how you described your thong to me as I buried my cock into your dripping wet pussy.  When I call you next week will you be wearing a black g-string, black mini-skirt, and very tall stiletto heels for me?  My fantasy is that we meet in a park in the middle of the day and you seduce me right there on the bench where everybody can see us.  I’m hard again just thinking about it.  You have such a kinky way with words I love it.

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So I guess I’m doing something right!  I look forward to your calls, sugar.  Don’t keep me waiting too long!

Connie  1-888-598-7660

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“Carol, honey, I love you but I think I’ve created a Monster.”

Frank, my dear Frank.  Truer words he’s never spoken.  It’s amazing to think that just two short years ago I was a prudish church widow who had only had sex with one man, in one position.  No scratch that… a few times as newlyweds, when my then-husband and I were spooning in bed, he had discovered it was easy to sneak up the back of my nightgown and enter me from behind while I was asleep.   But that was as kinky as things ever got. 

Now look at me.  I could give any young pornstar a run for her money….   who’s the one that’s the big name now?  Jenna Jameson?  I saw a “best of” compilation of some of her videos. I was shocked.  Not at the videos.  SHOCKED  that I had done just about everything she does in them!! 

Frank thinks I’m getting too big for my britches.  I’ve been harassing him to make love with me in ever more public locations.  We made love once in the parking garage of an Albertson’s… but he’s been  reluctant to push the public envelope.  Frank has a very conservative, high profile job so getting caught would be ruinous for his career.  Getting caught would be nothing short of a disaster for MY social circle as well.  But why does the idea of getting caught turn me on like nothing else??

This weekend I met up w ith a young man from online… we met at a public cafe, way out of my neighborhood on the other side of town.    He wanted to see if I was as attractive as my picture.  I just wanted to get my hands on him.  He liked my looks and suggested we go back to his apartment which wasn’t far from the cafe.  I suggested we go into the unisex restroom of the cafe instead. 

That was the loudest, smelliest, most animal sex I’ve had to date.  He bent me over that toilet and gave it to me like there was no tomorrow! I screamed FUCK ME and he roared FUCK YEAH!  It was a blast.   Management banged on the door threatening us to stop and come out.  We exited some twenty minutes later, practically whistling and arranging our clothes.  He quickly left the scene,  perhaps never to be seen or heard from again.  I took my sweet time, however, and even ordered a bagel and espresso to go, smirking to myself while the customers and counter staff stared at me aghast.     The manager on duty informed me  neither of us were welcome in that cafe again and that he should have called the police.

I could only smile coyly at him as I sauntered out the door. “You have the most gorgeous eyes, sir…” I said.

Stop me before I strike again!

CAROL

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