This guy called me late one night just as I had put in a porn film. He had a soft voice and when he found out that I was watching an X rated film he came up with an idea. “Amber what are you wearing?” I had just a pair of panties and bra on and he asked me to remove them as I watched my porn flick and masturbated. It was so hot to watch those actors go at it and my pussy got wet instantly. I could hear him stroking his cock as he told me to rub my pussy which I did. I slid one finger in and out of my wet slit deep and hard. It felt amazing and soon I was sticking two and three fingers in. As I masturbated I stroked his cock getting it nice and hard. His balls were swelling with cum and I stroke him fast and hard with one hand while feverishly rubbing my clit with the other. “Oooh yes. God yes” I moaned as I felt my pussy drip. It felt so good and I just loved masturbating and watching porn. My breath was short and I was really getting in to it. My fingers went deeper and harder “OH God yes oh god oh fuck” I said loudly. Obviously I was making quite a racquet because I heard my dog run in to the room to investigate the commotion. Upon smelling the scent of my pussy he jumped on the bed. Unable to control myself I moaned encouragement to him and he began licking my pussy lapping up my juices eagerly. His tongue felt so good in my pussy and he went nice and deep getting my pussy wetter. Finally I had to succumb and with a shiver and a moan I came all over the sheets.
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l love men who call me to talk about the feelings and sexual urges to fuck that girl down the street, their sister, or daughter or even a student or girl scout with me on their phone sex call. Does that sound like you?
Can’t get that little fantasy out of your head? Daddy’s little princess, kid sister, teacher/student, little brownie scout selling cookies. Do any of these fantasies get your cock hard? I’m sure they do babe!
You need a pair of little hands to jerk you off, or cute little girl’s mouth to suck out that hot cum load. Hot incest, age play, spoiled little princess, run away slave.
All fetishes and fantasies turn me on. So call me and tell me some forbidden secrets that force you to masturbate and need some masturbation assistance from a naughty little phone whore like me.
Madison
You love blondes because they’re always fun in the bedroom, brunettes love to satisfy but REDHEADS always seems to be the wildest and kinkiest. I am a perfect example. One minute I’m looking all sweet and innocent, the next I am sucking off 2 cocks! I’m so horny that I can’t control myself. I masturbate all the time. Morning-Noon and night. I just can’t control my sexual urges. Even right now, witting this blog I’m thinking about putting dildo deep inside of my wet pussy while I play with my clit with a handheld massager.
A letter from my freaky pantyhose worshipper:
I really don’t remember how old I was when I first discovered the sensuality of pantyhose. Then during my teens, just feeling them wasn’t enough. I had to wear them. I would wait till everyone had gone and head straight for my mothers dresser……my penis already hard as a rock from anticipation. My hands would be shaking as I went through the small assortment she had. They were all the same, nude control tops. That didn’t matter, they were pantyhose and I would soon be wearing them!! Sometimes I would strip right there in her bedroom and carefully put them on, or take them to the couch and tease myself, stareing at them while I undressed. As I slowly slid them on, my pecker would be throbbing with pleasure. I remember feeling the heat from my cock on my stomach as I pulled the control top up. Then I would walk around the house enjoying their tight silkiness, taking time to masturbate every now and then. When I could no longer hold back my orgasam, I would have to be careful not to soil them with my cum. I would usually sit on the toilet and aim my cock down into the bowl, stroking madly as wave after wave of orgasam shook my body. Several minutes later I would wipe the jizz off my cock and return the hose to their temporary home in the dresser.
After a few years, my younger sister started wearing pantyhose. This was great for me as she had quit an assortment of colors to choose from!! White, black, blue……I was in heaven!!
I wore them all, and I didn’t have to be as carefull with spilling my cum on them either. I even put a few of her panties on also. That really made my cock hard. All this was great, but what I really longed for was a pair of thigh-highs. I used to look through the catalogs at the women modeling them, and get hard while I tried to figure out how to get my hands on some. In the meanwhile, I got an idea on how I could maybe make a pair myself. I took a nice pair of white ones, and carefully cut making them into a pair of thigh-highs, but with the added bonus of attached garters!! These were awesome. I remember hiding them in my car one day, only to put them on after drinking a few beers that night. I found a dark road, undressed and quickly put my pretty white hose on. The feeling of being naked standing in the middle of the road with just pantyhose on was erotic as hell!! This didn’t last very long, as I came very quickly. But I had found a new expereience that would be repeated alot more in the future. Even now, after all these years my balls start to churn and my cock harden thinking about it. After several outings with my hose, they became quite tattered and I threw them out. Then I got into just driving around at night with nothing on except an erection and a smile. This was nice……..one hand on the wheel and the other one stroking my very stiff cock. I would drive around for hours till I was good and ready to cum, and stop on a dark road and get out and shoot my cream all over the road. But I missed wearing pantyhose, and I would soon take care of that!!
My buddy had a sister that was hotter than hell…..I thought about fucking her alot when I jacked off. One day when his parents were gone and he was on the shitter, I crept into her bedroom and quietly opened her dresser. Fuck yes!! Before my eyes were several beautiful pairs of hose and sexy little panties!! I could only look at them for a second before I heard the toilet flush. Dammit!! I would have to find more time to examine her goodies in the very near future. I became rather obsessed with that thought, masturbating often while my mind pictured those delicious undergarments. I got my chance one Saturday night. Me and my buddy were drinking and smokeing a little grass watching movies.
My plan was to wait untill he passed out and then go shopping. It was well after midnight till he finally did, and I waited a little while longer till I was sure he was out. The excitement grew as I made my way into her bedroom. I could feel my heart pounding as I slid the drawer open. I quickly went through her stuff, and decided on taking a white pair of hose and a couple pair of sexy panties. I stuffed the panties into my pockets and put the hose in my underwear. My penis was quick to make friends with these silky intruders, it felt nice against my engorged cock. I waisted no time in making an exit. I was going to have to walk home, but that was okay. I then realized I was pretty well fucked up myself, but this could be a very fun walk! I started walking and all I could think about was trying on my new hose. I finally gave in to my desire, sitting down in the roadway to undress. I decided to try on my new panties first, choosing the black pair with white trim. The soft silky material was no match for my throbbing cock, and it stuck out the top of them as a newly formed droplet of pre-cum glistened in the moonlight. My cock was screaming for some attention, but I had to get the hose on before any cars came. I quickly put my feet into the hose and stood up, pulling them up and over my pleasure stick. Oh Yes!!! I then treated my cock to some very much needed masturbation, and it responded in turn with a small stream of pre-cum.
Mmmmmmm, I could have came right there, but I would have to wait untill it was safer. I put my jeans on and shoes, and took off for home. I had a little trouble walking, alcohol and a hard-on, not to mention my underwear in one pocket and panties in the other. When I finally reached home, I walked out into the bean field across the street and quickly undressed to celebrate my victory. First I stood up and slowly stroked myself with one hand while I ran the other hand up and down my legs and across my ass. Aw Fuck!!! My penis and balls quivered as the first load of cum squirted to the ground. I kept stroking till I had drained my balls and my cock was coated with my cum. I became lightheaded and had to sit down…….the force of my orgasam or beer I guess. After a few minutes, I realized my hand was wrapped around my cum soaked cock once more, so I layed back on the ground and relaxed as my hand brought my cock back to life. It felt so good to be laying naked on the ground out in that field…..wearing only some hot bitches panties and hose. I would thrust my hips into the air forceing even more blood into my already engorged penis. At some point I must have passed out, because I awoke sometime later and decided I had better cum and get out of my sexy new play clothes. I hid them in my car and got quite a lot of use and pleasure out of them.
I almost forgot to mention how a womans pair of knee-highs can be used to pleasure oneself. All you need is one knee-high and your stiff cock. Simply slide the hose over your cock as tight or as loose as desired, and masturbate as normal. I like to pull the bottom side over my balls, as it makes a nice little silky holder for them. I have ruined several pairs by filling them with my semen, but their cheap and who cares. I have also used them as a makeshift cock ring. Simply wrap the hose around your cock and balls and tie as tight as you want.
Well, I’m now married and have kids and I finally got those thigh-highs. My wife has bought several pairs of them and I put them on every once and awhile. She does’t know about my fetish for them, but I would love to wear some and make love to her sometime.For now, I will settle for a phone fantasy about this with you playing her….are you game?
My son Dennis was packing to go on a trip and I wasn’t going to see him for six weeks, which is a long time for a single Mother to be seperated from her only son. He is my life. I was helping him get packed all the previous week and the night prior to his departure, we sat down to have dinner and a nice conversation on the sofa. As we ate dessert my son and I discussed what being away from home for an extended period of time would be like. We discussed his hopes and fears and as we dived deeper into the conversation we grew closer emotionally and physically. He was slowly sliding towards me and by the end of our chat he was right beside me his arms wrapped around my shoulders. We embraced for ages and finally he gave me a soft kiss on the lips. I wasn’t expecting this at all, and I was really taken aback but I played along. He ran his fingers through my hair as he tangled himself around me and stuck his tongue in my mouth. Shocked but pleased I kissed him hard and deep. As we made out he began to fondle my tits and remove my shirt. I had no bra on so he Dennis was easily able to massage my breasts cupping them. He took them and squeezed them hard. As he carrassed my tits he began to suck my nipples gently as I ran my hands down his chest. He was strong, built and muscular and I could feel my pussy getting moist as he sucked my nipples hard. He slowly worked his way down and began to massage my inner thighs and I was wetter than ever. Slowly he took off my shorts and was shocked to find I didn’t have on any panties. My cunt was squeezed tight in my shorts and moist as he spread my lips. Before I let him go any further I insisted on removing his jeans. As I got on my knees I saw his bulge poking through his jeans. I quickly removed his jeans and boxers and took his cock in my hands massaging it and stroking the shaft up and down. He moaned lightly and then we assumed a steamy 69. I lowered my wet cunt down to his face and he dug his tongue into my pussy licking my clit. The sensation of his tongue nearly made me cum as I took his cock deeper and harder in my mouth. I massaged his balls as he slid a finger into my wet pussy. “Ooooh oohhh baby Dennis you are making Mommy feel so good. Now I need you inside me. Give it to me.” I slid down my pussy just above his cock as I squatted down, the tip of his prick hitting my lips as I slid it inside my wet tunnel. I rode him nice and hard as he held my hips and grabbed my ass spanking it. Harder and deeper he lovingly plunged into me as we fucked. His balls slapped my pussy as we went deeper and faster thrusting into me. It was a passionate loving night and quite a way to send off my son.
I am sure for some girls this is just a job. Some even enjoy it and get off with you on the phone. Then there are some like me whom get off on kink in real life. That are actually the dirty sluts that your cock craves.
One of my callers asked me last night what it is that gets me off? I have been asked that hundreds of times but never really dug deep down to figure it out. So during our very in depth conversation I figured out exactly what it is that gets me off the most. Not just on the phone with you sexy playtoys, but in my real life fuckcapades as well.
What gets me off the most is pushing you to your full sexual potential. Getting you to discover and do things you never thought would get you off. To try out new fantasies and kinks. To push the limits. To take down all boundaries and discover what “no taboos” really means. Lots of you guys ask for no taboos, but few of you are actually open to that kind of kink. So that is what gets me off, guiding you to be the nastiest fucktoy you can be.
Its a double edged sword though. In guiding you, I get guided as well. I get to travel down streets of nastiness I never would have imagined. So by pushing you to new limits, I get to experience raw and nasty kink myself. Its a win, win situation.
Lets open our minds and broaden our horizons. Dive deep in to a pool of nastiness and enjoy it as it consumes us. Don’t be afraid, just pick up the phone and dial. Remember, your enjoyment is my pleasure.
When I was six years old my Daddy sat me down to have what he called “a big talk”. Mommy had just gotten me a nice dress for an upcoming social and though she frowned upon it I insisted I had to wear it. I pranced around the house skipping and singing showing anyone who would watch my newest prize.
Daddy was on the sofa reading, glasses on his nose, when he called me over. Happily I jumped up on his lap eagerly showing him my new outfit hoping for his approval. He held me close and then a smile crept over his face. Since we were alone for the day this was the perfect opportunity to give me “a big girl talk.” I was excited. I hated always being called a little girl while my older sisters were called women or young ladies. First Daddy explained that our discussion was strictly confidential, our own little secret and that I was to tell no one. Once I had agreed he began to explain to me that real women possessed certain skills one of which was taking care of a man. This really didn’t surprise me, Mommy cooked, cleaned and helped Daddy any way she could and us daughters were expected to follow suit. When I told Daddy this, he informed me I was about to learn another way to take care of a man. He began to fondle me running his hand inside my inner thigh and when I questioned him he simply told me this was how men loved women. I couldn’t disappoint my Daddy whom I loved more than any other man in the universe. He had me take off my new dress and hang it somewhere safe and he too took off his shirt. Now came the first lesson. Daddy had me kneel in front of him. Once I assumed the position Daddy pointed out a figure sticking out in his pants. He explained that his penis was getting hard and needed to be taken care of. “How do I take care of your penis Daddy?” I asked innocently. He took my hand and ran it against his pants and I felt his penis hard like wood through the fabric as he helped me run my hand up and down his organ. “The penis Trudy, is also called a cock or a dick, or even a prick depending on whom you ask but they are all the same thing. Now help Daddy get his pants off so he can free his cock from its prison.” I pulled down his pants and boxers and to my amazement Daddy’s cock sprang out and nearly slapped me in the face. It was huge and thick and he looked excited. He guided my hands back onto his prick and I began to rub it up and down as Daddy moaned. Moaning Daddy explained meant he was pleased so I tried my hardest to make him moan louder. Daddy gave me tips on how to squeeze his cock just right and rub it up and down. He also had me run his balls through my hands and as I did I discovered his shaft. Being silly I decided to tickle his shaft and he groaned and moaned louder than ever. I was really getting the motion of rubbing my Daddy’s cock down and as I stroked him sticky fluid oozed out in pellets. Daddy’s pre-cum oozed onto my hand and he encouraged me to taste it. Though sticky and salty at first I found on second taste that I liked the smell and taste so I made it my goal to get more to cum out. Daddy told me that if I wanted that to happen I could suck his cock like a lollypop which sounded like a damn fine idea to me; after all I love a good lollypop. With his instruction I licked the head and tip of his prick and tasted more semen from his piss slit. Daddy encouraged me to suck his dick and I held it in my hands and took it in my mouth. I had no idea how big or thick Daddy really was. One bit in and he nearly engulfed me as my cheeks puffed and my mouth widened. Daddy helped ease the shock and slowly I sucked his cock twisting it with my hands. I found the deeper down I went the more cock I could swallow and the harder Daddy got. I also discovered that if I varied my speed Daddy moaned more so I’d take his cock in fast and deep and then retreat going slowly and swirling my tongue around. I sucked Daddy’s cock awhile varying pace and amount and all the while he just smiled moaning his love for me. His cock pulsed but nothing happened and now he signaled for me to stop. I was drooling a mix of spit salvia and cum and Daddy’s cock was dripping wet. Next Daddy explained he needed to prepare me for (cherry) peach picking and he had me lie down and spread my legs wide. Again Daddy massaged my inner thighs with his strong hands and he told me my peach “was ripe for picking.” Not only that but he was going to give me a feeling and sensation I had never had before. He slid a finger to my peach and gently rubbed it up and down opening my lips as he did so. Normally he’d slide a finger in but my peach still had a cherry and there was only one way to properly pop that, but in the meantime he could prepare me. He leaned down and slid his tongue right in my peach slit. I moaned it was unlike anything I knew, it felt really good. Faster and deeper he dug his tongue in as I moaned wildly. This didn’t stop him, rather he seemed encouraged. He found a tiny piece of my peach and sucked it as if he hoped nectar would emerge and before I could stop myself I felt a sensation, a contraction and OH MY GOD! I was pissing on Daddy. As the liquid shot out Daddy didn’t flinch, move, or even seem surprised. I had just had my first orgasm which meant I was ready to become a woman.
Daddy explained that to become a woman he needed to insert his cock in my peach and later in my ass. I was scared. How was such a big thing supposed to fit in such a tiny hole? Daddy warned me I’d feel some pain as I adjusted but that I’d adjust and feel like I did when he ate my peach. He laid me down and opened my legs and slowly slid his loving cock to my slit. He kissed me full on the lips and slowly slid (or tried anyway) inside me. I was tight and Daddy was having trouble. Finally on the fourth push I felt a sharp shot of pain and a pop! Daddy eased into me as tears mixed with pain and moans filled the room. He held me in his arms securely and slowly thrust his hips in to mine. His cock was in my peach and it hurt like hell. Finally after awhile, pain turned to pleasure and I felt my peach hug Daddy’s cock tight. He thrust deep and hard in to me varying speeds. He’d go fast for a few strokes and then slow down. As he fucked me hard and deep he slid a finger to my asshole and wiggled it. My ass was surely tighter than my peach but Daddy thought I could handle it so to prepare me he spread my cheeks and slid a finger in. The sensations of his cock in my peach distracted me from his finger in my ass. He kept thrusting hard and deep in my tight peach as I wrapped myself inwardly around his thick cock. It was long before this embrace had Daddy moaning and pulsing. He was cumming and that liquid I had so eagerly awaited as I sucked his cock was filling my sliced peach. He sat inside me draining the cum from his cock and then he pulled out. Sticky cum drooled from his cock and my peach was full to the brim. As a strand dangled I caught it with my tongue and swallowed it. Yummy! I had worn Daddy out and I sat happily in his arms.
I see you there honey. Oh please don’t be shy; I won’t bite (unless that’s what you want). here; let me give you a hug. “What’s your name?” You look up at me and softly whisper your name. I smile back reassuringly, “Nice to meet you” and I kiss your cheek. “So honey tell me how long have you been stroking your cock looking at my pictures or reading my blogs? You know you’ve wanted to call me but what’s holding you back? Don’t be shy intimidated or scared.” I hold you close and reassure you that no matter what your desire is you will not scare me away. I am not like other women who you’ve had to conceal your true fantasies and desires from. I don’t judge even the most twisted taboo fantasies, quite the opposite I enjoy them and encourage them. Don’t be afraid to tell me what you really want honey, I’ll be more than happy to give it to you but how can I do that if you do not tell me what it is? Stop putting off what you want to do. Pick up the phone and give me a ring and I’ll be the first and last girl you ever need.
I have a new panty boy that I have been having lots of fun with this week indeed. He is not a sissy, nor does he want to be dominated. He just likes wearing girlie panties. So we both put our panties on and have a nice long intimate call, enjoying the soft fabric against our skin while we play with our toys.
I had to cum here and blog about him because I have to let all of you guys that like anal stimulation know that you should go invest in a buttplug immediately! He had never heard of one before and I recommended he go get a small vibrating one about 3-5 inches long. Well he went right to the toy store and got him one and he sounded like it was totally driving him crazy last night when he called me to use his new toys.
I think what he enjoyed the most was he slipped it in and pulled his panties up and the panties held the buttplug in and he was able to have his hands free to play with that hard cock of his.
That is exactly why I like it. Sometimes I will put it in about 30 minutes before I am going to masturbate and it gets me hot and ready to go!
So panty boys, slip your butt plug in and slide on those pretty thongs and give me a call and lets masturbate together in our panties!
I just love it when I get a big sweetie on the other end of the line. Tuesday night, I got a new guy…Mark… who I hope keeps calling me…over and over!! He was just so amazing. The kinda guy you can just tell would make the perfect lover…sweet, gentle, caring. So full of compliments, with an easy, genuine air about him. Our call was inexplicably hot! I vividly described everything I was doing to him….using my mouth, my hands…my entire body to entice and arouse him to new heights. You could almost hear his pulsing cock on the other end of the line…feel it jump, feel the heat of it. I imagined his salty cum in my mouth, his lips on my nipples. The imagry was too much and I exploded with pleasure before I could stop myself! Please call back, sweetie….you are thus far… my favorite lover!
Carissa
