I’m full of hot phonesex stories. So let me tell you what a dirty whore I turned into last night. My husband and I came to an understanding years ago when his dick became unreliable. Our age gap never really affects our relationship, except when it comes to sex. I entered my sexual peak years during his sexual decline years. But I can fuck our sons, and I can fuck any boy under 30 I want. For whatever reason, my husband never gets jealous when I fuck the young boys.
I felt horny last night. And I didn’t feel like waiting four hours for my husband ‘s Viagra to work. Sometimes even when it does appear to work, it doesn’t last as long as I need it to last. My libido rivals any man’s. I went to this dive bar near NYU’s campus. College boys hang out there because of the cheap beer and the free pool. When I walked in the only people in the bar, besides the bartender, appeared to be a group of about five college boys drinking beer and playing pool.
This phone sex MILF went right up to the boys, introduced myself, and told them that the drinks for the rest of the night were on me. Then we did shots, drank cheap beer and played pool. It seems like foreplay, at least to me. But after a couple of rounds of shots and beer, I started feeling the buzz. No filter when drunk. So, I did a sexy strip tease on the pool table to the jukebox, which was playing some old KC and the Sunshine Band.
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Before long, the boys treated me like a stripper tossing money on the pool table. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the bartender put up the closed sign on the bar door. He dimmed the lights and joined us in the back. He looked older, but still under 30. So, I knew my husband wouldn’t mind if I fucked him too.
I fuck a lot of men and in some interesting places too. But this marked the first time I ever let a bunch of frat boys fuck me on a pool table in a dive bar. If they didn’t mind whipping their cocks out in front of each other, I didn’t mind squirting all over that velvet pool table.
Damn, it felt good. They fucked me for a couple of hours. It almost seemed like their cocks never went soft. Perhaps that’s because of their age. I enjoyed myself and we experienced a wild ride. I’ve got the equivalent of rug burns on my ass cheeks from the friction of the felt covering the pool table. We left a lot of DNA on that pool table too. But that’s never anything I mind. I’ll leave my DNA anywhere.
When I got home, I found my husband asleep on the chair. Perhaps he waited up for me or perhaps he fell asleep reading. Sometimes he likes to clean me up. But I didn’t want to wake him. Perhaps he doesn’t want to know that I enjoyed group sex with a bunch of college boys and a bartender on the pool table of a dive bar. I know those boys will never forget me. And I know I will never forget them. A woman never forgets her first pool table fuck in a dive bar.
