Dirty Phone Sex- A Day He won’t Forget- part one

Please read and enjoy my dirty phone sex story. I grabbed her waist and slid my thick strap almost out of her to slowly slide in and fill her. Opening my eyes and stretching to my yummy dream and memory from not too long ago. Sliding out of bed, I take a nice hot shower. Washing away my naughty thoughts. I wrap up in a fluffy towel, folding my hair up. Putting light makeup on for the day and head into my room. Planning my day out in my head, I grab some clothes from my drawer and prepare for the day. 

Deciding on a simple top and some short shorts. I head into my kitchen to make a quick snack, and my phone chimes. A message slides across my screen. Reading it, I smiled at the thought. A cute young man I met recently, with solid hands and a beautiful smile. He approached me and helped me with a couple of pieces of furniture in my new apartment. Meaning he was already close by. Saying he’s been thinking of me lately and would love to get together and have dinner and a movie night. And with how he undressed me with his eyes the first time we met, I replied with a smile.

I’d love that, just let me know when and we can do it at my place.

Hitting send and putting my phone down, I look around, noting the few things I need for my place. With that in mind, I slip on my shoes and head out. Making quick, easy work of the short drive to the local grocery store. I grab the few things I need for home and head to the cashout area. Heading out with my bags, I pop my trunk open and toss the bags in. Shutting it and hopping in the driver’s seat, making the drive home faster by jamming to music. I pull into my little parking spot, grab my bags from the trunk, and head inside. Setting my bags on the counter, I start putting everything away. With that done, it was time to clean up. Wiping down the countertops and grabbing my broom.

I start sweeping my dirty apartment. 

Today was one of those days that the furniture gets moved and things get swept under. Moving my furniture around, I find my big strap-on under the couch. The one from my yummy dream this morning. Picking it up and feeling the weight in my hand made me smile. Sliding it up and strapping it around my waist, I stand there with my hand on my hips. Gently causing it to wiggle as I remember the last yummy pussy on it.

Glancing out my window, I see an older man, my neighbor sitting there staring at me. Smiling evilly, I walk towards my front door—the strap-on swinging between my things. Opening my door, I ask him if I can help him with anything. Licking his lips, he looks from the strap to my eyes and back. Get in here and get on your knees, I tell him. Shaking his head up and down like a good boy. He lowers his eyes a little and walks past me into my house. Shutting the door behind him, I closed the curtains and prepared for the fun I was about to have.

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