As I’ve mentioned before: I’m 38, recently divorced, very dominant, and enjoying it. There’s a world of casual, kinky sex with energetic 20-something year olds that has been an absolute joy to discover.
Including… Jane. I mentioned her before: Short and blonde, with a fat ass, small boobs, and a really cute, expressive face. Also, a phenomenal sexter but flakey date. And, finally, the first (and still only) girl born after 2000 that I’ve fucked.
I hooked up with Jane a couple of months ago and came in her while she repeated “Use me Daddy.” I was hoping for more of that, but she ended up busy with finals and then away for winter break, and I haven’t seen her since our first time together. Haven’t seen her again isn’t quite right — She was clearly bored back at home, and she sent me a steady stream of pictures from her bedroom and really hot sexts. I had to mute notifications and archive her conversation for a week or two. The alternative was risking a 25% chance that a notification popped up on my phone with a picture of Jane’s pussy with “Daddy” written on her stomach or a text that she needed my cum inside her. I participated a bit, but my thought was that too much sexual conversation by phone is actually a good way to make sure nothing happens in real life. It soaks up the energy and, as Jane was proving, can result in no date at all.
Still — I told her that when she was back for the spring semester, I was going to fuck her senseless. To my disappointment, things actually quieted down when she got back to campus. Until last week. Jane drunkenly called me late one night, and she told me (between lots of giggling) that she was craving my dick and that she and her roommate wanted to look at it. I could hear another girl in the background, and I could sense the faint chance of a threesome with two college girls. I told Jane to call me Daddy and beg for my dick on the phone, and I’d jerk off and send her a picture.
Jane got 20% more sober right away, and she started talking dirty to me. Most of it was just repeating what we had done the first time we hooked up.
“Remember when I got on my knees and sucked your big dick like a good little girl?”
“And then you held me down and used my little pussy Daddy?”
“Fuck Daddy, when are you going to fill me up with cum again?”
“I want to feel you cum in me again while you call me a slut Daddy.”
I was not quite as full-sentenced in response, because I was busy jerking off, standing in my kitchen and leaning back against the wall. But I told her she was my naughty college slut and that I was masturbating to her right then. I told her I was rock hard and that I was going to cum for her any minute.
I could hear her friend in the background still, an occasional “oh my god” or “holy shit Jane.” And so I took a shot and asked, “What’s your slutty little friend’s name?” To which, her friend replied, “My name’s Madison, Daddy.” I guess I was on speaker phone. I asked her, “Oh yeah, you like hearing about how I fucked Jane like her pussy was mine?” “Yes Daddy, its fucking hot.” And so I told Jane to keep talking, but to tell Madison now.
It’s hard to put together exactly what Jane told Madison, but she went through the details — from her perspective — of getting on her knees, sucking my dick, getting handcuffed on the bed, spanked hard… And she told Madison that I’d gotten on top of her and fucked her like a toy (true), and that I’d told her I was going to breed her (I actually don’t remember that). I told them I was getting close to cumming. Jane told me to cum for her. I waited a beat, and then asked Madison what she wanted. “You should cum for me too Daddy.” I came hard. Literally just shooting cum all over my kitchen floor, grunting and telling them that they were my good little sluts.
Jane reminded me that she had asked for a picture, but I honestly get 20% less hard immediately after cumming. So I told her that she could see it in person soon enough, but I wanted to keep her waiting. And I told Madison she could join, but she laughed it off and said I was all Jane’s. Which is fair — maybe my 10% shot at a threesome is down to a 5% chance. But I can’t complain. Jerking off to a pair of college juniors calling me Daddy is about as good a night as any guy has, and Jane and I are **supposed** to meet up Saturday night. Again, she’s a bit flakey, but I’m betting on this one actually coming through.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/svw5x1/mff_jane_and_madison_dorm_room_phone_sex