First Orgasm Phone Sex – Angel’s Dirty Diary – Lovers – Part One

Are you ready for my first orgasm phone sex story? I wonder what he would think if he knew that as long as I live, I will never stop thinking about him. I may have blown his dick, but he blew my mind. Day and night, his blue eyes have haunted me, his body and touch, and the way he would make me feel like no other man before, or ever. As if my G-spot was some secret that only he held a map to. I haven’t even let anyone try it out. His fingers working my body like a musical instrument he had been playing since he could walk. I had no choice but to surrender control. He could do things that I had yet to discover about my body.

Dear Diary,

It was so hard for me to let go of my control, but I didn’t have a choice. He just took it from me.  The first time he looked at me underneath him, I felt numb. I was in awe of him entirely. You don’t have to fake it with me, because I know and I don’t mind taking extra time with you, but you can never fake it with me. This man took advantage of my inexperience. I did not know that sex could be glorious, amazing, and addictive, as he took on the role of my dealer. Being with that blue-eyed Incubus changed me from a self-conscious and closed-minded girl to sharing my first orgasm phone sex story with the world. 

The electric fire between my legs

 During his work breaks, he would surprise me with a visit. A feeling of electricity and heat flooded my body, causing an electric fire between my legs. We groped and touched, stroking and fingering, my pussy instantly wet at a brush of his lips or touch of his hand. Days at a time spent exploring every inch of each other’s bodies. Proudly perfecting my lips, pulling back his foreskin in a way it glided effortlessly. I would lick and tease him with my mouth until taking his entire long, thick shaft, gagging a bit as it slipped down my throat. There is no limit to how long I could tease that cock with my mouth, my hands, or even my tits. There was nothing sexually I would deny him.

He became like food and drink to me

I once told him, my body will always belong to you. My heart calls you my beautiful forever. You can do whatever you want with me. My words were meant to be taken seriously, and none of what we did was dirty. It was the artwork of desire. If anything, I think I learned how to submit to him from him. We were reckless sex fiends, he the Henry Miller to my Anais Nin. I would fuck him anywhere, anytime, like a starving dog offered food. He became like food and drink to me. I was his bitch and he knew it.

Like part one? Part two burns uncontrolled as a mid summer heatwave. The first orgasm phone sex story audio won’t hold one xxx dirty deed or detail back! Enjoy!

 
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