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Nasty Phone Sex

Craving nasty phone sex? Tell me that you are thirsty! Beg for it! Beg, Bitch! Beg for my beautiful golden stream of warm sweet nectar.

I straddle your face while you lie on your back on the bathroom floor. Watch the golden waterfall stream from between my legs and splash on your face. Taste it! Drink it!

Don’t forget my ass! You told me you wanted nasty phone sex. Worship my ass. Get your sexy tongue deep into my ass. I got a nasty treat waiting for you. Take it all, dirty boy!

 

Written By: Stacey
Call Stacey @ 1-877-457-9399
Email- AOL/Yahoo: hotmilfstacey

 

 

He Missed Out!

We have been neighbors for quite some time now. One night you hear a knock on your door. You’re shocked to see me over so late and have very little clothing on. I explain to you my boyfriend and I just broke up. You could tell by my tone in my voice that I was upset. I tell you how pissed I am because we were just getting ready to fuck when the argument started.

You look at me and tell me I am looking really sexy tonight. I look at you and suddenly I am seeing you in a whole new light.  You look so damn fuckable at the moment. I’m definitely not a shy girl. I look you right in your eyes and ask you if you want to fuck me? Apparently you’re not shy either because you grab me by the hand and lead me right to your bedroom. 

I strip off my clothes and we become very freaky neighbors in just a matter of seconds. We were fucking and sucking like dogs in heat. You gave me the banging that my pussy was craving. The only thing that could have made this better was for my now ex-boyfriend to have been here to see you fucking my pussy, he sure did miss out on a good fuck fest tonight!

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 Written By: Brandy Lynn
Call  Brandy Lynn @ 1-877-237-6160
Email: moan4brandylynn@aol.com

Anal Addict

I think I am becoming addicted to anal sex. Is that possible? Feeling your cock initially slowly filling my ass is really so incredibly sexy. It’s so hard to describe how it feels because it doesn’t feel like anything else.

It makes me feel naughty when I have a cock in my ass. It defiantly hurts a little at first, but then it just feels so amazing. Honestly, I do like my ass fucked pretty hard. The harder, the better. I want you to make me scream!

The thought of having a big cock stretch my tight asshole gets my cunt sloppy wet. I finger my pussy while I’m getting ass fucked, and I’ve been having the most incredible orgasms.

Are you ready to grab my hips and slide your aching cock in? Fuck me hard and good until you your cock explodes in my ass!

 

 

Written By: Emma
Call Emma @ 1-877-713-8368
Email: yourbabygirlemma@gmail.com

 

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

You must live under a rock if you don’t know by now that I love cum.

This is a total true story, I got my cum addiction from my Mom. She showed me her obsession with cum at a very early age. She would give blowjobs to random guys that she picked up literately off the street. She would have me watch, and when she got a face and mouth full of cum, she would share it with me. She always told me how much she loves me because she hates giving up cum but would do it with me.

I remember my Mom would put cum in our ice cube trays, we would have them in our drinks, or just suck on them. She also would serve the cum cubes to guests. We would give each other a little snicker when that happened because they had no clue that they’re drinking cum.

A few years ago, my mom requested for Mother’s Day, a cum filled bath. She put out an ad on Craig’s List. We had dozens of strangers coming (literally) and going from our house till the bathtub was filled to her liking. That night she soaked her body with cum. She said as a reward for helping her with her present, she had me lick her clean when she got out of the tub. She tasted AMAZING!

So maybe now you know why I am called Jizz Junkie Mandee.

 

Written By: Jizz Junkie Mandee
Call Mandee @ 1-866-906-8477
Email- jizjunkiemandee@aol.com

 

Thinking of you…

I am laying in my bed alone. Waiting for the time to pass, I am thinking of you. Right now you’re just a figment on my imagination. The long talks on the phone, the hours spent online together.

As I lay in bed thinking of when I will get to talk to you next, my mind wanders into the unknown, wondering what you feel like, taste like, smell like, it gets me very excited because I know what you sound like, and what you look like.

My mind wanders to those long phone calls where we pleasure each other by sound and mental emotion. I sigh with longing as I run my hands down over my chest and stomach, and back up again lifting my shirt as I go. I trace my fingers leaving a tingling sensation all over my chest. I close my eyes and daydream it’s you doing this to me. I get the chills of the power of thought you have over me. I let my fingers run over my left nipple which gets erect instantly.

As I think it’s your hands, I follow a path across to my right nipple and do the same, now each of my nipples are rock hard. I pinch and squeeze my right nipple bringing a wetness and heat inside of me, leaving me aching for more.

With my eyes closed, I bite my bottom lip, moaning and screaming deep inside how I wish it was you playing with my nipples making me feel this good.

I lean over and get the candle I had lit earlier it’s scent of lavender permeates the air. I bring the candle just over my chest and slowly let it drip onto my left nipple, feeling the shock of the heat I scream out. God it feels so good, wanting more I do the same to my right nipple. I get even more excited then I was before, as I know what me doing this does to you. I can hear your breathing in my head, the sounds of you getting excited and hard as a rock. It makes me want you so badly.

 

Written By: Adrianna
Call  Adrianna @ 1-866-481-6280
Email- naughtygirlfriendadrianna@yahoo.com

 

 

Morning Sex Addiction

I’m addicted to sex in the morning like people are addicted to their coffee. I’m not a coffee drinker, but I do have a lot of friends who have to start out their day with a hot cup of java. They need their fix in the morning, otherwise they would have a horrible day.

I feel the same about sex. I need my daily morning orgasm as well. Although masturbation is wonderful, but it’s nothing like full on penetration. Sex in the morning recharges me, and I feel like I can handle anything that comes my way.

While some are making a mad dash to Starbucks, you can find me in my big, comfy bed ready for the right guy to take care of my morning sex addiction.

What would you rather have your morning coffee, or a little of my warm, wet, pussy juice? You make the call.

 

 

Written By: Jayme
Call Jayme @ 1-866-224-4765

 

 

Paying For My Shit

My toilet faggot just paid me to eat my shit. He was incredibly desperate since it’s been awhile since we talked. He was so desperate he did it while his wife (Claire) was home upstairs. Ha Ha!

She thinks her husband is working hard at his desk, but if only Claire knew what he was really up too, she would be shocked as hell. Her loser husband Jonny pays for shit!!!

He’s so pathetic he would do anything I tell him. As long as I have huge brown smelly shit to give him, and big, black cock to fuck his faggot holes, he will do anything.

I wonder if Claire should know about the real Jonny? I mean, I could easily type her full name and tag certain key words and BAM- it would happen to pop up on a internet search.

Hmmm…we’ll see, but for now I am taking $100 for this blog and for my hot picture of my ass spread wide for you.

Now go fuck off toilet fag!

 

 

Written By: London
Call London @ 1-866-949-5810
Email: lavishinglondon@aol.com

 

 

 

You Are What I Need

Have you ever had one of those days when you know it wasn’t going to go well.

To start off, I never heard my alarm and overslept. I turned my car on and the check engine line was on. Later that day, I got a phone call from my sister and she was hysterically crying because she caught her loser boyfriend cheating. Next, my pantyhose got caught on something and made a run all the way down my leg.

I just couldn’t wait to go home and change into something comfortable. I knew when I get home, I get to relax, put on my boy shorts, and favorite tank top. I can’t wait to have a glass a wine and grab my phone.

All day I’ve been thinking about your voice and how badly I couldn’t wait to curl up in my bed and talk to you. I know you will take me to a far off place that will make me forgot about my horrible day. Phone sex with you is a drug, I need it and it makes me feel good. You’re what I need, and I am so happy to have you here.

 

 

Written By: Chloe
Call Chloe @ 1-866-949-4106
Email- creamychloe@yahoo.com

 

 

 

Masturbation Monday

It’s a dark, dreary day in my part of the world. It’s a great day to stay in bed. If you’re like me, and didn’t have sex for Valentines Day, I’m in need of an erotic masturbation session. 

I am into all fantasies, but my absolute favorite thing on a call is mutual masturbation. Knowing how we’re pleasuring ourselves to each other makes my pussy so hot.

 I breathlessly call out your name, getting lost in our pleasure. We’ll climb this mountain of pleasure together all the way to the summit and climax. Our lust filled cries getting louder and louder with our sweet release. 

Mutual masturbation phone sex gives us all sorts of private sensual time together. I can’t think of a better way to get to know each other than sharing this moment with you. Our steamy sessions will always keep you coming back for more, each time together we cross limits that we haven’t ever reached before.

 

Written By: Ivette
Call  Ivette @ 1-877-470-3625
Email: phoneivette4sex@aol.com

 

 

Valentine’s Day Chocolates

Happy Valentines Day, Loser!

It’s supposedly a day of love and I’m feeling super generous and want to give you something nice.

I tell you to close your eyes and hold out your hands. I place a heart shaped box of chocolates in the palm of your sweaty hands. You open it with excitement and see big pieces of chocolate in brown paper candy cups.

I grab one of the chocolates and tell you to open wide. I instruct you not to bite into it and just let the creaminess melt in your mouth. I see you’re enjoying your Missy chocolates, aren’t you loser?

You know I would never buy you a damn thing but Valentines Day is one of my favorite times of the year, so I wanted to be nice and give you my brown, smelly shit.

I personalized each one, so no two pieces of shit were the same. There’s a few with white cream in the middle. My asshole got fucked by a couple of well hung guys and I thought that it would make the perfect treat for you!

Enjoy!

 

 

 

Written By: Missy
Call  Missy @ 1-866-403-2903
Email:misbehavingmissy69@yahoo.com