Michael & Belinda

Until a few years ago I was having an illicit affair with a beautiful woman with a hot body named Belinda. She loved to fuck and could suck a golf ball through a garden hose. She adored swallowing my semen and best of all, was enthusiastic as can be about it. Whenever we were together we had fantastic sex. When we couldn't be together we'd talk about it over the phone. When possible, we'd have phone sex and simultaneously masturbate and cum together while listening to what we'd enjoy doing to each other. I loved hearing her moan and scream as she got closer and closer to cumming. We even went as far as having phone sex at our jobs.

At the time, I worked in a small business with only one other employee and she in a Fortune 500 corporation with dozens of others surrounding her cubicle. Sometimes I'd have to take the phone into a back room and muffle my voice so as not to allow my co-worker to hear me talking about getting or giving head, or graphically explaining fucking Belinda doggie style and shooting my load all over her back. She also loved having her tits fucked. She's got great tits, and loved when I'd cum all over them. Sometimes I'd even move closer to her face when I'm about to cum and she'd lovingly open her mouth wide for me to shoot it right in-and she swallowed each and every drop.

She too needed to muffle her voice as she explained how she'd love to be riding my big hard cock at that very moment or deep throating my cock so I could shoot my load down her throat. She adored how I'd go down on her pussy and spend a lot of time licking her clit and slightly inserting my tongue teasing her into a wild orgasm.

Sometimes I'd call her or vice versa, and we'd talk about me fucking her from behind while standing up in front of a mirror so we could watch. Or in missionary position with her knees bent back to her head, giving me a good thrusting position. She also loved when I'd go down on her licking and sucking her clitoris until she's wrap her legs over my back and have a huge orgasm. As we'd talk we'd get hornier and hornier, her making her panties very wet, which turned me on even further, and me almost staining my pants with pre-cum, which would now be oozing from the head of my cock.

Before ending the conversation we'd promise each other that we'd 'take care of ourselves' so that we wouldn't be so horny through the rest of the work day. After hanging up the phone, I'd rush to the private bathroom and she to the multi stall ladies room at her office. I'd drop my pants and start wacking off immediately, fantasizing about our conversation and the way she'd give me a fantastic blow job , or fuck me till she'd had a multiple orgasm. Thinking about her in a public bathroom simultaneously riding her fingers and stifling her moans would put me over the top causing me to shoot cum everywhere!

Ater we'd cum, we'd wait a while and then call each other back to make sure the other had satisfied themselves. We'd talk about how great it was and what we fantasized about while masturbating, how long it took, how big my load was, etc.

I sure miss those days, and have many more stories to tell, so keep your eye out for them.