Phone Sex
I am laying on my deck with my hand in my panties and I am finger fucking myself and I don’t really care who watches me. In fact, I love when I am watched. I also love when someone listens to me. So, why don’t you call me with your throbbing hard cock in your hand and we will moan our way to a fabulous explosion. That’s so hot to mutually masturbate with you. I want to make you cum while I make myself cum.
Lets touch the softness and hardness of our most sensitive parts and let’s just get off.
I’m tellin’ ya stud sometimes all I want is to feel your throbbing meat pounding my hot, juicy holes. No time for foreplay and no need to get me wet, I stay wet, and I’m always ready to fuck. Any way you like it this southern slut will put out. I like to ride your cock hard or take you anal while I’m on all fours panting and moaning like the horny little slut I am. Mmmm I do want your cock right now so bad.
So, if you are pressed for time why not call me for a “quickie” I will make you cum hard and fast. Come and give it to me sexy!
Southern Style kisses (they are extra sweet),
Ashton
First of all, I am so glad school is out for the summer! Now I have a lot more time to get kinky with you! I got a call today from a new guy and he reminded me why I like phone sex so much. He’s much older than me but that’s cool, I prefer older men. We talked about some of the things I like incest, bestiality, sex toys, being submissive to older men. Those kinds of things. Then we talked about his interests which were much the same and he had some kinky stories too. OMG hot, hot, hot! We shared fantasies and talked dirty for awhile and my teen pussy got so wet. I love all kinds of fantasy and fetish play. And, I love setting up taboo role plays too. Of course, I am always willing to do anything and everything to get you off too.
Barely Legal Kisses,
Coed Hottie Jess
Look what I have for you Darling? Aren’t you happy that now you have a visual reminder of what you truly are? Oh don’t stand there stammering, it is for your office. I was thinking that you could hang it right behind your desk, it will be the main focal point for anyone who enters. What? Don’t you like it?
Do you remember the first time I wore the dress that is in the painting? I do, I remember it fondly. I called you to let you know that you were have my clothing, shoes, jewelry and hot bath waiting for me when I got home. Oh how you begged and pleaded with me not to do it, but we had had the same conversation over and over again to the point where you just ended up sounding ridiculous.
It was your idea in the first place remember? You came to me saying how you knew you weren’t pleasing me in the way in which I deserved, and said that you wish there were something you could do to make sure that I was happy. It’s not my fault that you aren’t good in bed, or big enough to satisfy my sexual needs.
And now look at where you are. Standing there, holding the picture, in stockings, heels, and panties. Readying yourself to greet one of my many big black cocked lovers as they come to spend time with me while you listen, down on your knees just outside of the open door to our bedroom.
You may put the gift I just gave you along side your briefcase so you do not forget to take it with you tomorrow when you leave for work. I was thinking, that tonight, perhaps for old time sake, you could lay out the dress that I wore the first time I had my first BBC. Hurry up Darling, he will be here soon. ~grin~
KoKo
You called me earlier from work telling me what an awful day you have had. Every thing that could go wrong did, and to top it off you have to stay late to finish the project you have been working on because the deadline has been moved up to Monday.
You say how sorry you are, I know from the sound of your voice that you truly are. We had plans for tonight, and Saturday afternoon. I tell you it is okay, that every thing will work out, not to worry about it, just finish up then come home.
I hear your car as it comes up our street. I see you switch the headlights off then the soft sound of the driver’s side door close as you exit your car. I quietly run to the front door, making sure not to make any loud noises that will wake up the family sleeping like babies upstairs.
You almost do not see me, but when you finally do your face lights up. You quicken your pace, casting glances over your shoulder to see if you can tell if anyone else can see me.
I open my arms to you, you wrap yours around my waist. You kiss me deeply while slipping your hand into my panties to press against the moistened lips of my pussy. I pull back and quietly open up the front door. You come inside, taking your hand in mine I lead you to the den, because I know nobody will be able to hear us at all in there.
I watch as you take your clothes off, before anything is said you take me, pushing me down onto the desk, grinding against me, pressing your cock so deeply into me that I have to hold on to the edge of the desk for dear life. Your eyes never leave mine, I watch you, and you watch me as we both climax together.
You give me a quick kiss and whisper, “Mmmm Suzanne, if only my wife would fuck me like this.” To which I reply, “Mmmmmm lover, if only my husband would fuck me the way you do.” We both share a soft laugh, I walk you to the door and watch as you make your way next door. You blow me a kiss before unlocking the door that will lead you to your wife, while I close the door and make my way up the stairs that will lead me to my husband.
Suzanne
You save everything that you can from me. Little scraps of paper I have disgarded, tissues that have my lipstick on them, empty bottles of body wash, empty perfume bottles. Anything that you can get your hands on.
You take pictures of me when I am out doing my daily errands, watch as I sip my coffee, trail behind me when I am at the Museum.
You think that I don’t know about you. You think that every night when you open your closet door to reveal that so called ‘secret shrine’ that you have set up in my honor that you are the only one who knows. Guess what? I know. I have known all along.
Some would call what you do stalking, but what would they call it if they knew I set this up? I saw you first you see, and did everything I could to make sure you noticed me. I know where you are at all times, I control you and your actions and I have never had to speak a single word to you.
I set out to become your secret passion, and that is exactly what I have become.
Maxine
Okay, soooooooooooooo, today, I get a call from an older dude, who says, something a long the lines of, my regular girl isn’t on, saw your picture, you look like this girl that lives up the street from me, blah blah blah.
I told the guy, I’m always Dominant, I’m not submissive, so I am not going to be some sort of giggly innocent catholic girl and let you rape me or some shit like that, so if that is what you are looking for I can recommend some awesome girls here on the site. Nope, he didn’t want that.
He wanted to be Father *insert first name here*, and I was one of his girls in his theology class. And I was to seduce him for a good grade, and at the same time, be a little bit blasphemous. How can one be a little bit blasphemous? Anyway, I perk up. Okay, okay, I can do this. Something different, I get to be in charge, PLUS I get to do some blasphemy play. It’s all good, and I am a happy bitch.
So I set out to seduce him, and seduce I did. I was riding Father’s cock right there on the altar of the chapel we used for Morning Mass every day. I even shoved the Chalice, that is used during The Eucharist up my ass. HA!
So it goes on and on, he was begging me to stop, praying to the Holy Mother to help him. Actually I think she was looking down going, Thank FUCK it’s not a boy that Priest is screwing for once, then went about knitting Jesus’ Christmas present. So since he is praying and moaning at the same time, I decided to recite my own little prayer…
Our Father
Which art in heaven
Hollowed be Thy name
One earth as it is in Heaven
Forgive us our debts
As we forgive our debtors.
And with each word I got louder and louder. I told him that I could hear the Nun’s coming down the hall to get ready for vespers. I didn’t stop though, their footsteps loud and clear on the floor outside the heavy oak chapel doors. I stopped, I could tell that he was aching, I smiled down at him, I could see in his eyes the begging, begging for me to keep fucking him like this so his balls could release that churning, massive load of old Priest juice up into my sweet school girl virgin Mary hole. I whispered loudly, “Father, they are right outside that door, ready to come in. I’ll tell you what, you scream that you like to fuck your students so they can get an A in your class, and I’ll start riding you again, if you don’t then I will climb off and leave you like this.”
The mixture of panic and lust was very evident upon his face, I knew he couldn’t stop, it felt too good, he liked it too much. He shook his head as he placed his hands back on my hips, I started pounding down on him, my little uniform tie bouncing up and down on my tits, flying up every so often to gently bump against my cheek. He said what I wanted him too, then he said it again, and again, and again. Until He SCREAMED it as he came inside me.
I could hear the door open in the back as I slipped behind the altar to wait for them to make their way up to the choral area above the sanctum. The Father had just gotten off the altar in time to drop to his knees to make believe that he was praying.
All in all it was a great call, I loved it, he loved it. And that’s all that matters.
Your Fetish Freak,
Frankie
Sometimes a hot, bubbly, sensual bath with candles lit is all I need. Of course, having you join me makes it all the better and I think you should come join me now. I know you could use a relaxing body massage in the warm, sudsy water. My silky smooth body touching yours. Long, slender fingers moving up and down every inch of you. Soft, wet kisses covering your lips and neck working my way all the way down to your swollen manhood and back up again. Sliding my hot, wet body up on top of you and giving you all you desire. I need you now lover and here I am wet and ready…always.
Daphne
You know you shouldn’t be here with me but you can’t resist such a hot young play thing. Your sexy young niece has seduced you right into a corner again and there is no turning away. What would your brother think if he ever found out that you were fucking his baby girl? It wouldn’t be pretty so you do whatever it takes to cover up your dirty tracks. I have to admit, your rock hard cock throbbing in my pussy is something I am starting to want more and more.
When my long, sexy legs are wrapped tightly around you and I can feel your dick pumping my tiny cunt I don’t care that you are my uncle. I don’t care that I am turning into your favorite fuck doll. And, as long as you continue to take care of all my needs, daddy will never have to know.
Shhhhhhhh….your seceret is safe with me. Come over now daddy is at work.
Slutty Kisses,
Bree
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I know some of you shop around for that one girl, the one that will click with, someone who you can call on a regular bases. I am telling you, you will find that person here.
Even though we have our specialties on our bio pages, doesn’t mean if you do not see what you are into on that page, that we ourselves cannot give you the best mind blowing phone sex experience you have ever had. If you really want to do a call with a girl regarding your kink or fetish and aren’t sure, then IM her, or email her and ask.
I am sure that if you really want to do something particular with one of us, that we all would be more then accommodating, and we do not fake interest. We all honestly enjoy what we do, and we get off just as hard as you do, believe me.
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Patsy
