As someone with a phone sex addiction myself, I often think back to a few summers ago. It was my 18th birthday party. I was on a bender of booze and coke. I never really party that hard, but I was legal and ready to go buck wild that summer. My friends even scored us some fake id’s to hit clubs all over downtown. As the night grew older, my girls noticed these guys checking us out. We knew they were at the very least double our age and wanting to have fun with us.
I was trying to be good, but I thought, well fuck it, I have already drunk and did plenty of lines. Why not get some cock in me too. We were all horny as can be with that blow in our system. The only other blow we wanted was the one we were going to give these older men. They took us to their hotel. They were in town for a work conference, and they hit the jackpot with us. They fucked our tight twats and left us creaming all over. I went home and passed out. My boyfriend woke me up the next morning with a bit of oral and kept complimenting my salty-sweet cream. Mhmm, secrets are fun.