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Office Quickie

I open the door to your office and as I close it I stop to lock it. I walk slowly to you, not talking. I turn your chair to the side so you are in-front of me. I clasp both of my hands around your neck and bend down to kiss you for a good five minutes. After a minute, I let go of one hand so I can massage your leg, slowly moving it up to cup your balls and then to rub your cock that unfortunately is stuck in your pants.

You are in shock and can do nothing other than hold onto the arms of your chair and enjoy. That is exactly what I want. I take my lips and tongue away from your mouth so to kneel and unzip you and to let your manhood breath. I don’t need hands, you are so hard, and your cock meets my mouth with no need for my hands. I kiss the head and then suck it in gently. You are throbbing. I just give the tip attention for a while and then I do take my hand and hold your shaft gently while I take my tongue and lick it up and down. I look into your eyes to show you how much I love exciting you and to let you see how much I love fucking you with my mouth. Still watching you, I take you all into my mouth with a moan. I feel your ass tighten with excitement and anticipation and I begin to add pressure and pace. You are in ecstasy now and can’t control what you need me to do. You take your hands off the arms of the chair and you place them on my head urging me to go faster. I respond to your command and moan with delight because I am happy that you are taking some control over me. I know you need to cum, I know you want me to take you there. You push me down as you thrust your cock into my mouth harder. I deep throat you and you are ready to blow and you do. I love the taste and swallow every last drop. I stand up, kiss you gently and then silently walk to the door. Unlock it and leave, never looking back.

Cum With Me

I’ve been thinking about you. Wondering about you really. You intrigue me, you arouse me, you make me wet knowing that you’re so close. Just a small distance away, only separated by this screen. It send shivers through to know you could be reading at the same time I am. That you could be masturbating with me as our eyes follow the words. That your hand is matching my rhythm as we touch ourselves.
Do you wonder about me? Do you feel the same way? It’s so vivid. I can imagine you there, your hand slowly stroking yourself, arousing yourself while your read. I do want to be there. I want to watch you… I want you to watch me. Voyeurs together. Would you want that? Do you want to see my fingers on my clit? My hand around my breast, pinching my nipple? Do you want to see the way my back arches? The look on my face when I cum? I want to look into your eyes to know you’re watching me. I want to watch your movements, your hand moving against yourself, the arching of your back, hear the small noises you make as you bring yourself closer.
Just thinking about this has me touching myself. I’ve slid my hand down into my panties letting my fingers drift over me softly. I’m already wet. You arouse me so very much. My fingers slide down my slit, god, spreading my wetness. I can’t believe how wet you have me, how aroused my body is. I’m sliding them back up, back and forth, rubbing my velvety lips with my fingertips. God, so wet. Pushing a finger slowly inside me… oh, god, I need this so much. Stroking myself with it, rubbing the way I like. I wish you could see me, hear me…

These jeans need to come off.

My panties are soaked. Should I take them off too? I think you’d rather like that. Maybe my shirt and bra as well….

I can see my reflection in the screen. It’s a sensual picture. I wish you could see me this way. I’ve put one foot up against the desk, spreading my thighs. I wish I could take a photo of myself like this for you, but I don’t want to stop. I need to keep touching myself. I want to cum for you… with you.
I’m pushing my fingers back down my slit, two fingers this time, sliding into me. My other fingers are on my nipple, pinching it hard, increasing my arousal. I can hear how wet I am… can you hear me? The sound of my fingers sliding in and out of my dripping wet cunt? god, I want that. I want you to be able to hear me. I want you to be able to hear everything, all of my sounds, my moans, my gasps. I’m stroking them faster, pushing against them, pausing to type this every now and then. I can feel my muscles tightening around them… so close…
Tell me, tell me you’re masturbating with me, tell me how good it feels, arouse me more, I need to hear you telling me that you’re close too, that you want to cum too. god, I need to touch my clit… I want to keep typing but I don’t know if I can. It’s too much, I want to cum for you. I want you to know how much I need that… god, so fucking close now, my breath is ragged… I need my vibe. I’m taking it out of the drawer, letting it rub against my wetness, coating it with my juices. Up and down, rubbing it against me. god, pushing it inside me… pushing you inside me… so thick and full, filling me. That’s what I needed, so close now. Pushing it deep inside me, thrusting into my cunt, fucking myself with it. My thumb on my clit, rubbing it hard, yes, circling it around and around… fuck, yes… thrusting it harder, faster, god, I need to cum. Tell me you want me to cum… please I need to hear it from you, to hear your voice telling me to cum for you…
Oh, god, that’s it, the heat’s moving through me, I can feel it between my thighs. A radiating heat growing in me, building, pulsing… I can feel it flushing up my neck, up to my face. Rubbing faster, that’s it, there, god, now, I’m going to cum now, cum with me, please, I want you to cum with me, oh god…

Erotic Enema Phone Sex

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Cocksucking Phone Sex

If you have a secret craving for sucking a huge hard cock but your a straight man. Then I have a solution for you. I’m a chick with a dick so you get the best of both worlds. You can suck on and play with my big titties and fuck my tight manpussy and then suck on my 7 1/2 inch clit-stick. And if your secret desires include having a cock up your ass then I’ll give it to you baby! Or if you prefer a mutual masturbation session then we can do that too. So, call me now and I’ll take care of all those secret desires for you.

Dani

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Let me get laid!

  I am hoping that tonight goes well.  Me and some of my girl friends are going out to a local club tonight!  I want to actually get laid.  I don’t know if its because I am so attractive that I can’t get a man or what it is but I would love to bring a man home tonight and get fucked.  I want it rough.  I want it hard.  I want to be dominated.  I want this man to bring me home drunk and just take full advantage of me.  I have Sam who calls me and gets me off weekly but, I want the real thing!  Don’t get me wrong.  I love my calls.  But, I need a break.  School is driving me nuts.  I just need a break and want to go from girl-next-door to the slutty whore.  I am going to dress very sexy/slutty and even some lingerie.  I want to be a little tease tonight so I have my pick.  I want to find a big strong man to pick me up, throw me down and have his way with me.  When I get home, I’ll turn my indicator on and you can listen if you like. Or maybe I’ll cum home alone again and need that call to get me off!

Let this dirty whore take you for a ride…

Some girls try to pretend that they are not sluts.  “Ladies”.  I say that is bullshit.  Every chick I know is horny and wants to be fucked.  They just put up a front and pretend they are not bitches in heat.

Not me.  I am comfortable with who I am.  A dirty fucking cum slut.  I enjoy fucking and all the nasty fetish play that goes with it.  No point in my denying myself what I really want for the sake of looking “proper”.  I want the real deal.  Doing like all those “ladies” do and shoving fake plastic toys up my cunt rather than really doing some serious fucking with real cock seems kind of retarded to me.

I want real cock, real experiences and real cum!  Anything less is not worth the effort….

I will take you to places that only a mature woman can

I’m Granny Sylvia and I know what you need. You need a mature woman that know’s how to turn you every which way but loose. I’m a wordly and sophisticated granny that knows her way around a cock. I have no taboos so the sky is the limit with me. I do EXTREME role-play, age-play, & incest fantasies. Taking advantage of that firm young cock makes this Granny’s pussy soaking wet. No age is off limits to me!!! Call me Now!!

Granny Sylvia

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Bound For You

I am sitting on the couch, wet with anticipation, awaiting your call. Your call that says it’s time to play.  I stare at my bare legs, I am wearing a short skirt.. the only thing you have requested of me thus far.

I am startled by a knock on the door. Curoius, I approach, and see that it is you through the peep hole. I swing the door open in delight. It seems you wanted to add a little element of surprise and instead of calling me, to allow you onto the gated, private property, you opted to park on the street and walk your way in. Seems this would not be the first surprise of the evening.

The door barely has a chance to close and I am already wrapping my arms around you and kissing you deeply. You return my kisses and your hands join my wrists behind your neck. You gently remove my hands and hold onto my wrists and bring them down to my sides and then you move them behind my back. You press me against you and I moan deeply. With one of your large hands, you hold my wrists in place and the other searches your back pocket. I feel the comfort of softness and then click – click, you’ve bound my wrists with the fuzzy handcuffs! You break away from our kiss and look at me, bound for you. I giggle and shy away from your glance.

You reach into your coat pocket and pull out a black satin ribbon. You approach me and place the satin over my eyes and you secure the blindfold in place.

“Tonight you belong to me.” You whisper. I love it when you take charge. I hear you grab my keys and you pick me up. We leave my apartment and you take care in locking my door. You put me down and lead me to your car, being very careful since I can’t see.

Once in the car, the drive seems to take forever. I wet my lips in anticipation. I feel my cunt pulsing. Occasionally you lean over and kiss me, or caress my body. This makes me smile. I want to touch you, but my hands remain restrained behind me.

“Tonight I shall have you… out in the open” You purr in my ear.

After what seems like an eternity, I feel the car pull off the road. You exit and come to my passenger side and open the door. Immediately my nonvisual senses are flooded by the beach. I can smell the salty air, feel the crisp, clean breeze and hear the gentle crash of the waves. You pick me up and carry me away from society.

Finally we stop and you put me down. You remove my blindfold and before me lies many many outcroppings of rocks.

“I can’t carry you the rest of the way, too dangerous. Here, follow me.” You remove my handcuffs.

You take my hand and lead me over the rocks until finally we find your place, your spot. I little hidden alcove along a sea of rocks. In the distance the waves continue crashing. You grab my hand and pull me down. Another surprise. There is already a blanket here.

Immediately, you are on me. You handcuff my hands behind my back once more and push me back onto the blanket.  This is YOUR fantasy. YOUR night. I am YOURS.

You kiss me passionately and your hand goes underneath my skirt. Surprise number 3 is for you, as I have left the panties off. You groan in approval.

You push my halter top off my breasts, exposing my nipples to the salty night air. Immediately your lips clamp down on them and bite and suck. I moan and whimper beneath you.

I feel your body shudder and shake. I hear your belt unbuckle and your pants unzip. You toss your pants aside. You move between my legs and lower yourself. Your hand slips between my thighs and I yelp in fevered anticipation.

“Mmmm you are wet lover. No need to work you up is there?”

I spread my legs for you and you move your hips over mine.

“Tonight I shall have you as I have always dreamed of. I shall take you tonight, under the stars, out in the open, as it should be. Tonight my fantasy shall be fulfilled.”

You took me right there… in our little alcove under the stars. It didn’t take long before your fevered fantasy became a new experience all together and you undid my handcuffs to allow me to wrap my arms around you.

We came together that night… over and over again. In so many different ways. The pleasure of your hard cock inside my wet cunt. The pleasure of your lips fastened to mine. The pleasure of our bodies ontop of each other. The beauty of our voices rising into the starry night. The amazing moment our orgasms crashed over us like the waves on the nearby shore.

You are amazing my lover.

Filthy Fantasy

I though of you last night. I went to bed tired… thought I’d just slip into a deep sleep. “Tonight the golden vibrator will go unused.” I thought.

But then it took one filthy thought in my head. “I wanna fuck your cunt like the slut you are.” That was it… and I thought of you.

Tonight I will fuck my little slut cunt for you and imagine you are there. In the silence of the dimly lit bedroom, I thought of you. I reached out to you. “Baby, this one is for you. I hope you can feel it.”

I lube up the vibrator and push it into my cunt.

“mmm” I groan. “You like that baby? You wanna watch me fuck my slut cunt for you?”

I imagine you there. At the edge of the bed, sitting on a chair, relaxed. Your eyes fixated on my cunt. Watching it get fucked by this little toy. Imaging it was you fucking me. Your eyes jump to mine and you see the lust in them. Back to my cunt, you focus. You can see the juices flowing around the toy. You can hear the noises as I fuck myself. I turn up the vibrations more. It doesn’t take long for you to unzip your pants. Your hard cock jumps out, begging to be played with. You grip it with your hand and start pumping it with my movements. Still, you sit back and watch me.

“Oh you like that baby?” I groan. “You like watching me fuck my dirty cunt. All for you, baby. God your so sexy. Look at you stroking your cock baby. Are you stroking it for me? You’re gonna make me cum baby, watching you get excited over me fucking myself.”

My hips pump faster, the vibrations get stronger and louder. You stand up, groaning, still pumping your cock. You quicken your pace. You move closer to my side of the bed. You stand next to me, pumping your cock, watching me fuck myself.

“Oh yes, baby.” I begin to scream.” Cum on me! Cum all over me. Stroke your cock hard. I’m gonna fucking cum baby… gonna …. fuck…. ing …. cum….. YYyyyyyEEeeeeeSSssss!”

I cum hard for you. My screams echo throughout the room. My hips buck violently.  You can’t contain yourself. You pump your cock hard and let the spunk shoot out of you. Your screams match my own. You watch as your spunk hits my body. You watch as the first spurt hits my cunt. You watch as the second spurt hits my tummy. You move and watch as the 3rd spurt hits my tits. You barely have enough energy left, but you move and groan as you watch the final spurt hit my face. The rest slowly leaving your cock, landing on my body.

You collapse to the floor on your knees. Your chest heaving. Your cock still in hand. “God dam I love what you do to me slut.” It was the only words you said all night.

I removed the vibrator from my used cunt and put it in it’s place. I wished you a good night as I fell asleep. And awoke the very next morning thinking of you once more.

Call me so you can hear play with my dirty cunt just for you!

Lube Job

Again, the oil ran in a cool trickle between my shoulder blades. His hands worked the unguent into my skin, rubbing, kneading, fanning across my back in firm, deliberate arcs. I could feel his fingers digging deep, through my muscles all the way to my bones, reminding me that those bones were delicate, birdlike, and easily broken; that I was, as always, at his mercy.

He moved from his position beside me on the bed to straddle my thighs, his naked cock resting in the cleft of my ass as his hands moved slowly, so slowly over my flesh. I purred as his thumbs beat away the tangles in my shoulders, mewed as the knots slowly dissolved under his touch. Then his fingertips were skating over my slicked skin, raising tiny hairs in welcome as they moved lower and lower along my spine. I caught my breath as he slid backwards and he slipped his hands between my legs, pushing my thighs wide apart.

But instead of his fingers plunging into my pussy as I’d achingly anticipated for the last hour, I felt another rivulet of oil flowing over my ass, dripping down my hot slit. And then his hands were moving on my skin again, not massaging, not teasing, not probing, but spreading, smoothing, greasing me all the way to my toes. He traced his way up and down the curves inside my legs, each time coming close, so close, but never reaching quite far enough.

I squirmed in frustration and pleasure, wanting—needing—a decidedly more focused attention. I hate to beg; he knows this. And so he waited, rubbing my feet with torturous tenderness as I gritted my teeth. I couldn’t see him, but I didn’t have to: I knew the satisfied smirk that played across his face too well. I resolved not to give in. Not this time.

But my determination didn’t last. When at last he’d tired of my toes he played his trump card, stretching his body on top of mine, his full weight pressing me into the bed. His chest was tucked into the curve of my neck; I could feel the hair on his chest plastered against my oily skin and feel his heart beating in line with mine. As he ran his hands up and down my sides, tracing the swell of my crushed breasts I bit my lip. And when finally he slid his knee between my slippery legs, adding the pressure of his thigh on my ass to the message his hard cock was sending to my cunt, I crumbled. I groaned. I whimpered.

And I begged.

“Good girl,” he said.