I’ve been a jock all my life. Rumors came and went about my sexuality but I didn’t really think about it. I never questioned my sexuality. That all changed when I got to college. Now I’m a “card carrying” lesbian. My girl goes to another university half way across the State. We use a party line to get frisky between our visits.
If you find yourself too far from your bae to get off, and swamped with classes, do what we do and get it on over the phone line. Pick up that phone, take off your pants, and have a quickie between classes. Technology is your friend. Here’s one of our favorite phone sex chats.
I waited for my phone to ring. What was taking so long? I only had twenty minutes between classes. Finally my phone rang. There was no time for small talk and she knew it. “Hey baby are you ready for me?” “I am.” I replied. I laid down with my head propped up with pillows. I put my hand down on my pussy. It was moist and ready. “What do you want?” she inquired. “It’s always a good time to sixty-nine.” Without hesitation we got right into it.
Her soft lips and tongue teased my wet pussy. I took my tongue and moved up her inner thigh, brushed across her twat, and down her other thigh. “We don’t have time for foreplay. Get too it!” she demanded. I licked up her wetness with the tip of my tongue. “You taste so fucking good.” I said through her pussy lips. As I worked her pussy with my tongue she matched my rhythm with her tongue causing me to shutter with pleasure.
As her tongue entered my box and her fingers worked my clit I could feel my orgasm building up inside me. I fucked her face and she did the same. “I’m going to cum” she screamed. “Cum with me baby.” A wave of pleasure went through my body and we came together. As I ran out of my dorm I wiped her pussy juices off my chin and smelled my fingers. I love going to a boring three hour economics class smelling like pussy.
