Bisexual Phone Sex – Morning Coffee – Part 1

I have been married for years, but somehow, I could not bring myself to tell my husband that I had a deep lust for bisexual phone sex. I had always admired the beauty and softness of the female body. The curves, especially of a nice pair of tits, really turns me on. This lust for bisexual phone sex was somewhat easy to ignore until Jenny moved next door. 

Jenny was quite compelling with her prize garden and position as head nurse at our local hospital. She not only had the brains, but she also had a smile that would stop a freight train. Jenny was a gorgeous, almost model-type, with blonde hair, big green eyes, and huge breasts with nipples that always seemed to be hard. Her low-cut tops and short shorts always drew my attention as well as most of the neighbors on our block. She was smart and funny, not to mention so sweet to me. I loved talking to her and we grew a deep connection in no time.

As a matter of fact, getting together for morning coffee had become our regular routine. She was recently divorced, and had mentioned this kept her from feeling lonely. One morning she came over to my house, but I felt something was a little different in her mood. Nothing bad at all, but maybe just a little off.  I was expecting a normal day where we would drink coffee, chit chat, and then part our ways. Obviously, Jenny had something else in mind.

She would play on my bisexual tendencies and my need for phone sex.

She came through the door with her lips all pouty and pink. With every word, I was in a trance. Her little red crop top barely covered her bulging breasts. I could hardly draw my eyes away! We sipped coffee, but her gaze this morning was more of a wanting. We finished our coffee and I stood, ready to walk her out, when she turned to me and said, “I am not ready to leave your sexy ass”.

I wondered what she meant by this. Had she noticed my ogling? Was I caught?

She asked if I wanted to go swimming because it was so hot, and she said that had brought her suit. I went to get the towels as she changed. I headed out back towards the pool with towels in hand. Stepping out the back door, I almost dropped them. There was Jenny, completely bare, sitting on a step in the pool. As she saw me approach, she stood up. The water was dripping from her hard, round nipples and her little swollen pussy. Her long legs moved slowly towards me. I was paralyzed with excitement and fear. She said, “I hope you don’t mind. I only had my birthday suit”.

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“It’s your birthday?”, I stammered as she reached in to kiss me with her soft pouty lips. I could feel my pussy getting wet. The intensity grew as my tongue massaged hers. She caressed my breasts as I moved my hands over her remarkably fit body and down to her gleaming wet pussy. I rubbed her just the way I liked to be rubbed. She started moaning as I inserted one, and then two fingers, into her dripping wet snatch. I could not even think about the consequences as she began to undress me. I knew I was going to get the bisexual phone sex I so craved.

She told me to lay back.

“I have wanted to taste your sweet pussy since I met you”, Jenny said in a sultry voice.

I laid back and she began kissing me softly. She kissed my neck as she squeezed my tits. Her ferocity almost made me cum right then! She sucked hard on my erect nipples as she moved her fingers down to finish priming my yearning slit. She thrust her fingers in and out of me as she sucked and licked as I have never experienced before. I felt the heat rise in my crotch as I squirted in her mouth. It was pure ecstasy!

This was until I heard the back door close…

I hope you have enjoyed reading part 1 of my bisexual phone sex blog! Come back on Wednesday to read part 2. If you just cannot wait until Friday, you can always purchase my audio blog to hear the entire story in my southern sexy voice!

Also, if you are enjoying this smoking hot story, make sure you check out my friend, Willow’s kinky blog!

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