Archive for May, 2010

I tried adult phone chat for bored housewives & found I had been missing out BIG TIME!

Friday, May 7th, 2010

We have been married for just over a year now and the sex is great still, I have orgasms quite often but I just can’t help feeling It could be sooo much better.  I found the number of a Sex Line (or adult chat line which is the name on the advert) in the back of one of my hubbies mags he hides on top of the wardrobe, the pictures in the adverts looked like nothing I had experienced with my hubby, bless him, his libido is very low, shame he didnt mention that when we were walking down the isle.

There were some stories about true experiences and one particularly was about a younger Housewife who had arranged for an older man to give her a regular seeing to while hubby was at work.  Then one time he turned up with his buddy from the gym who had a body to die for,  The most exciting thing was that he was a black guy, and it was absolutely true what they say about the size of their cocks. She ended up with both holes filled.  I wanked myself silly imagining it was me in her place.

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I’ll be looking forward to it

Wendy xx

Naughty Secretary spiced things up on a Filthy Fantasy with a Phone Sex Chat! Pt.1

Friday, May 7th, 2010

And there it was again, the sound of the phone ringing,  My pulse began to race as I answered because this time I knew EXACTLY who it was.

He asked me what I was wearing and I went on to describe the black seamed stockings, suspender belt and matching bra.  No panties, ever, that was his rule.  On top I had a white blouse so tight the buttons were almost popping off and a skirt so short it would have got me arrested if I’d worn it in public.  High patent stilettos finished the look and even If I said so myself I did look pretty damned hot!!

He wanted Pure Filth, and ordered me to come into his office and sit at the computer desk then he slowly walked over to me.  He looked me straight in the eye and told me he thought my work had been slack lately and told me I must make it up to him if I wanted to keep my job. He liked to see me cry.  And beg.

All at once he grabbed my legs and forced them apart, hooking my knees over the arms of the chair, pushing my skirt up around my waist and exposing my bald little cunt, as he liked to call it.  Next he undid some of the buttons on my blouse and pushed my tits up over the top of my bra and told me what a slut I am, forcing me look at myself in the mirror.

Then he gave me a notepad and pencil and told me I must take dictation with NO mistakes.  If there were I would be punished further.  I tried to protest, to cover myself up, but he just pushed my skirt up higher.

Kisses x NiKKi xxXxx