Her own mouth watered at the thought of his cock filling her. Lena’s tongue darted out to wet her lips as she visualized herself on her knees, gagging and sputtering, desperately trying to take in every inch of his massive dick.
Mmm, I can feel it now, stretching me open,” she whimpered. “Fuck, it’s so big. I’m gonna be your personal cum dump, feeding you all my spit and drool just to keep that fat cock satisfied.”
As the caller’s orgasm built, Lena quickened her own pace, plunging two fingers deep into her clenching cunt. “Cum for me, you dirty fucking beast,” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. “Mark this slut’s throat with your jizz. Paint me with your seed and remind me who’s in control.”
With a guttural growl, the caller erupted, his thick ropes of cum pulsing into his hand as he recounted every detail of his release. Lena screamed into the phone, her own climax crashing over her like a tidal wave. She rode the high, each spasm milking her cunt until she collapsed, panting and spent.
As the session drew to a close, Lena felt thoroughly used and abused – exactly as she craved. She thanked the caller for the mind-blowing encounter and disconnected, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure.
“Blonde bitch gets dicked down” would be the headline in her private sex journal, chronicling just another thrilling episode of her Cocksuckingphonesex addiction. With a contented sigh, Lena closed her laptop, already looking forward to the next time she could surrender herself to the humiliation and ecstasy of a BBC phone sex fantasy.