Are you a stone cold butch but always wondered what it would be like to be a femme? Are you the one in control between the sheets but secretly want to be dominated. If you are, do what I did and call a party line. I lived out my fantasy and nobody had to know. I had a wild night of phone sex I won’t soon forget. Here’s my femme fantasy on the phone line.
I’ve been single most of my adult life. I love the freedom to do who I want to how I want to. I like being in control. But I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be dominated. The thought of putting on a sexy dress and heels and being relentlessly topped was such a turn on. I picked up the phone and dialed.
The voice on the other end was deep and sexy. “Take off your dress you and do as I say.” I took off my dress slowly rubbed my inner thigh, letting out a moan. “Did you touch yourself?” “Get on the bed and lay down. You’re my bitch now!” I did as I was told. “Lay back so I can sit on your face. Not quick enough Princess.” She shouted throwing me down, she startled me and planted her dripping wet box on my face. “Now lick that pussy”
I was overcome with pleasure thinking about my dress thrown on the floor beside me and this sexy vixen riding my face. My juices were flowing down my leg. She fucked my face so hard I could barely catch my breath. “You like that you little whore?” she screamed at me. I did. I loved it!
“Now make me cum.” I worked my tongue all over her pussy and licked it like my life depended on it. It wasn’t long before she squirted cum all over my face. “Not bad. Practice and call me tomorrow she demanded and hung up. I hung up the phone and beat off bringing myself to the best solo orgasm I’ve ever had.