Blowing Off Steam

Most would assume men calling phone sex lines are calling to hear a woman talk sexy to them as they masturbate, and yes, that’s usually true. Sometimes however men do have different reasons for calling. Like blowing off steam. I had a funny call the other day and I assumed this man wanted sexy talk, so I started asking him what turned him on. He then said he didn’t call for sexy talk, he just wanted to talk to someone he wasn’t mad at. I asked him who was making him mad, and he said his wife for one, and the workmen outside for another.

I asked what they were doing to make him angry and he said they were putting a new driveway down and doing a lousy job of it. I said tarring a driveway doesn’t seem very complicated, which he agreed, so they were making him even more made screwing up a simple job. When I asked what his wife had done, he said too many things to even describe. He just needed someone to calm him down and tell him things would get better. It was only just after ten in the morning when he called, so his day was off to a bad start. He hoped I’d turn it around for him.

I haven’t heard back from him, hopefully things got better. Some callers are just exasperated and have no one to turn to and express their most basic frustrations. Another caller that’s divorced likes to tell all about his various health issues and doctor visits. Many have no one else to talk to and just get frustrated and reach out to a non threatening person who will listen to them, even if sex isn’t what they are calling to talk about. It really does take all kinds.

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Skull Fuck

So many callers love the idea of really making a woman gag on their cock until she’s got tears running down her face, makeup all mussed up, a really good skull fucking. The more humiliating, the better. Spittle drooling all over the place, cum on the nose, in the hair and all over, just as degrading as can be. Not all women find that degrading though, but some do. You cannot really determine what another person finds degrading, so if you both like it, by all means, be degrading together! Many like to be used and abused and if a huge, dripping cock that is filling their mouth to the point of tears running down their face and not being able to breathe is what they like, go for it.

Think of that hard cock, touching the back of their throat, the tears making their mascara run, them struggling to breathe through their noses, since the violently thrusting cock is gagging them repeatedly, over and over as they have their mouth used as a pussy. One caller that used to like to suck cock himself called himself pussyface, and said his mouth was like a pussy and that his boyfriend wanted him to have his teeth removed some getting a blow job from him would feel more like a pussy with no teeth in the way.

Using their ears or hair as a handle and really making them struggle as you push that cock ever deeper down their throat. Some mention they like nails digging in or teeth being used to dig in or even bite to the point of drawing blood. Some want it smooth, others want it a bit rough for them both. A deep throat fuck will make you feel in control when you’re doing the thrusting and not letting the woman control it. One said he loved it when he’d stand at the edge of the bed with the woman laying on her back with her head hanging off the end and he’d thrust downward into her mouth in that position. She sure would not be in control that way, at all.

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Halloween Lust

Last night was Halloween, and I was a very naughty lady and spied on my neighbors. They had been around to show off their costumes, the husband was a werewolf and the wife a princess. His costume was really good, it looked real. It’s incredible how good costumes are these days. Hours later I was walking by a window and happened to glance over at their house. It was looking right into their bedroom and he was still wearing his werewolf costume and she was naked. I knew I shouldn’t stop and stare, but I was mesmerized by the sight.

It looked from the distance, that she was actually being mauled and pawed by a real werewolf. He was actually going to fuck her with the costume on. Maybe she had bestiality fantasies, I certainly wouldn’t know what got her off. I stood there, in the dark, watching him be a bit rough with her, pushing her down on the bed on all fours and wrapping his “paws” around her waist and fucking her aggressively. She was down on her elbows, ass up, and he was pounding her like there was no tomorrow. From where I stood, it just looked like something out of a movie.

He held his head back and appeared to howl. I could only very faintly hear anything, since their windows were closed and so were mine. He really was going at her and I could feel myself getting aroused as I watched. I reached down and began to masturbate as I saw them fuck. He howled again, louder this time, I heard it louder, and in an instant in front of my eyes, he wasn’t wearing the costume anymore. It wasn’t a costume, he reverted back to human form in front of my eyes. Maybe Halloween was the only night of the year her could go around as himself. He looked right at me, through the window, even though I was in the dark looking out. He knew I’d been watching. I felt a shiver of fear wash over me. I backed away from the window and went back to my room, slightly afraid. You shouldn’t look in people’s windows. You don’t know what you’re apt to see.

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Trick or Treat?

I live in a university town with several colleges and universities. I live not far from the campuses. Halloween although is a children’s holiday, many of the students dress up and go to costume parties and some even still go door to door to trick or treat, usually in small groups. It is a bit odd to see young people dressed up and trick or treating at that age, but it’s harmless fun and sometimes their costumes are fun. My doorbell rang and I expected to see three or four of them outside, but there was just one, a young man of maybe nineteen in a sexy cowboy costume. He had a terrific body, and I couldn’t stop looking at it.

He smiled and asked me if I’d like a trick or give him a treat. I asked what kind of trick he’d have in mind. His smile widened and I opened my door and invited him in. I turned out the porch light when I closed the door behind him. He knew I was lusting after him the way I raked my eyes up and down his gorgeous body he so obviously worked hard at to maintain.

He said he’d seen me around and found me attractive, so he thought he’d take a chance and ring my bell. I told him I was glad he had. I took his hand and led him to the bedroom and his cowboy outfit was soon a pile on the floor. He had just as beautiful a cock and I was soon sucking it, it was very hard and was in my pussy in short order, after a few licks. He fucked my brains out until dawn and I couldn’t believe this handsome young stranger had come to my door and was soon after in my bed. You never can tell what might transpire on Halloween.

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I Watched Him Masturbate

I know it’s naughty to watch someone when they do not know they are being watched. It’s an invasion of their privacy they did not consent to, but many of us either have done it or would do it, given the chance. I was not supposed to be home so early, I guess that’s why my roommate didn’t bother to shut his door when he decided to masturbate after having a shower. I got back home when he was in the shower, I could hear the water running. I went to my room to unpack and when I came out to tell him I was back from my weekend away a bit early, I saw him laying on his bed on his back in a towel. I was about to walk in when I saw his hand move down to his bulge and give a squeeze.

I stood there, frozen. He was about to masturbate and I know I should have turned around and gone back to my room, but I just stood there. He pulled open his towel and his large cock sprang upwards, demanding attention. He reached over to his nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube and drizzled some on his hand and rubbed it all over his swollen knob. I could feel a tingle between my legs as I watched him. I heard him sigh with pleasure as he stroked himself, slowly at first, then a bit faster. His bed squeaked a bit as he got more and more aroused and he moved faster.

I stood there watching his hand move swiftly up and down his hard shaft, his breath becoming more jagged and quick. He was approaching climax and I could not stop watching him. I was so afraid he’d hear the floor creak if I moved and know I was there watching him when I wasn’t even supposed to be home yet. He groaned and a few jets of cum shot up and landed on his stomach. He wiped it off with Kleenex and I crept away down the hall. Hopefully he’d fall asleep soon. I masturbated in my bed thinking of him touching himself.

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