Category: mature phonesex

Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

I am a sensation junkie. I love being touched, caressed, and stroked on every inch of my luscious body. So, Sensually Rocking Your World is sort of a hobby of mine. I know what feels good on the skin. I know what will make your goosebumps rise and your body shiver.

IWhat I want is to introduce you to all the erogenous zones on your body. We forget this, but your dick, asshole, and nipples are not your only playground. However, they are so fun to play with.  Your lips, inner thighs, lower abdomen, the nape of your neck, hell, even your earlobes are aching for attention.

Whether it’s a feather tickling the skin or a cold, weighted chain dragged across your back like a cool, slithering serpent. We will find all your sweet spots together.

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Ugh, I love my tea parties with my girls. At least once a month, we all get together and gossip over imported teas, cakes, and cookies of all sorts. We dress up and make a whole day of it. It’s something I really look forward to. However, I had to take Little Johnny to today’s tea party.

Zoey was hosting today’s get-together, and she had the most adorable petit fours laid out on the table, along with so many other tasty desserts. Johnny dove right in before we ladies could even sit around the table. He scooped up one and shoved it into his mouth, to my horror. I snatched his wrist and turned him while shoving his face into the wall. Zoey and the girls audibly gasped at his lack of manners, and I pushed down his pants.

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You'll Be Writing Lines

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

*Long, dramatic, disappointed sigh.* Come here. What is this I’ve found in your room? A pair of boxers? Where did you get these? You know that Mommy only allows you to wear panties because why? Because your little sissy button is too small to be considered a penis. Only real men wear boxers; we both know you’ll never be a real man. I’ve had to repeat myself one too many times, and now you’ll be writing lines for punishment.

Get over here right now and drop your pants. Mommy will make you stand in front of the big picture window in the living room. The one that faces the street, you know which one I mean? You’ll wear only this tiny pink thong and write your lines.

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

I’m Dominant Mommy Miqala. I will become your safe place, your salvation, the escape you need from your everyday life. My mature, commanding voice voice will mesmerize you, control you, and allow you to surrender to me.  Because that is what you need, imagine it for a moment.

You will not have control, you won’t have to make any decisions, and your body and mind will surrender safely in my hands. That is what you need. No accountability, no responsibility. Just you and me having fun together as you enjoy my control. Continue reading “Dominant Mommy Miqala” →

Naomi (844-332-2639) 216

I want you to Worship My Stocking Covered Legs. There is just something exciting about having a man on his knees, waiting for permission, his eyes locked on my long, luscious legs. I give permission, but the orders are clear. “Start at the bottom. Use your mouth only”.

With your hands on the floor, you’ll bow down low, pressing your lips at the top of my black stiletto heels.

“More,” I’ll whisper softly, eyes locked on you, mesmerized as I see you debase yourself, bow, obey, while you lick my heels. Juices leak out of my pussy, the scent filling the air. I hear you sniff, inhaling my pleasure, driving you to surrender more to your task.  Your mouth will open as your tongue bathes the leather like you are trying to devour it. You dick bobs, the head brushing against the carpet. You moan like the depraved little slut you are, subject to all my whims. Continue reading “Worship My Stocking Covered Legs” →

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

A sweet, southern, Sassy mouth can tear you apart without making her words sound cruel. I could bless your heart while stroking your cheek, and you may think I mean something like I’m praying for you. Or lovingly look down at your face and ask, “Aren’t you precious?” Wouldn’t your heart just skip a beat thinking how much I cared for ya? When in all reality, I’ve just called you dumber than a box of rocks to your face, and you thanked me for it.

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London  1844-332-2639 ext 439

I have a pervert in my neighborhood. That is obsessed with me. Whenever I step outside he is always there watching. But that is not even the worst part. He is also a peeping tom. It is so hilarious. He has no idea that I have cameras. So I just lay there watching his every move. Thinking to myself I know you’re watching me.

I have an app on my phone. That allows me to see every angle of my home. So the moment he steps foot on my property they begin to record. I have so many videos of him lurking in the dark. He crawls from his yard to mine until he reaches the shrubs surrounding my house.

Then he pops up at my window. Just like a jack in the box. I always make sure that I am dressed really sexy. And I always have my toes showing and painted. Because my cameras also have audio. And one night I heard him saying look at those beautiful toes. (lol) I just lay there with my back turned. Pretending that I don’t know he is there.

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Elaine  1844-332-2639 ext 250

I’m an excellent cook. But I don’t need to bake to give my husband the kind of pie he likes. All I need is a hot stud full of cum to fill me up. So that my hubby can clean me out. We have always been an open-minded couple. And my husband has always been very giving. Always wanting me to be satisfied in every way. Even if he wasn’t the one able to satisfy me.

He is a great provider so I married him despite his 2-inch cock. And he treats me like a queen because of my sacrifice. From the very beginning, we played with other couples. Also trying out swinging clubs. But my husband decided quickly that he preferred watching me having my cunt drilled hard. And then enjoying his cream pie treat afterward.

At first, we would find willing guys online. Until we figured out that it was much more exciting to get all dressed up and look for them in person. My husband gets into finding sexy outfits for me to wear. He even searches the web looking for beautiful naughty things for me.

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Elaine  1844-332-2639 ext 250

Lately my back has been aching me. I looked around online and decided to take a trip to mings palace. A massage parlor not far from my house. I really didn’t know what to exspect. But upon my arrival I saw that it was a really nice place. A short chinese lady approached me. And gave me a form to fill out.That would pin point which parts of my body really needed attention.

So that they could really take care of those areas. Then I was given a glass of red wine in a crystal flute. By the time they called me to the back I was very relaxed. A very beautiful girl showed me to my room. And told me to strip down to my comfort level. Then she stepped out.

I got totally naked. Then I climbed on to the massage table. And laid a towel across my waist. Moments later the girl returned and asked if I had any allergies. Or if I was sensitive to any certain smells. I told her no and she lit her scented candles. Then asked if I had a preference on the oils she would be using.

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Ok, It Is Me

Posted 2 years ago by Writer

Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Ok, it is me,  I am the one with the wondering eye.  I have broken up with and divorced a few men. I am like a mad woman with a new toy and several have lasted way past the newness wearing off I’m sorry to say.  When a man says his wife has stopped dressing up like she use to when they go out can be a sign of boredom for her. The poor guy thinks it is her problem lol just wait until she catches a new eye, then see her snap back.  My first ex-husband almost convinced me it was my fault things went south.  It took me longer than it should have to realize I could go and take the money with me.  I think the only reason to get married is for security. At this point and I’ve been married enough to have that already. Continue reading “Ok, It Is Me” →