Category: slutty phonesex

nipple play Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Liam was frantic when he finally showed up for our play date. He was always a little sweaty, but this time he was breathing hard. When I asked, he said it was because he ran all the way to my house, but I like to think it was really just a mix of adrenaline and paranoia from sneaking around. He was, after all, my best friend’s brother.

“I only have forty minutes, Amber. Seriously,” he whispered, backing me against the door and already burying his face in my neck. “Forty minutes is plenty for the main event,” I purred, pushing him back slightly so I could appreciate the view. Liam is a bit of a walking contradiction. He’s a quiet, bookish engineer by day, and a total submission demon by night.

Continue reading “Holiday Nipple Play” →

Forcing A Panty Sniffer

Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

AH HA! I fucking caught you! I knew someone was sneaking into my room and rifling through my dirty hamper, I just didn’t know it was a wanna be sissy panty sniffer!

Oh, what’s that? You don’t want to be a sissy? You just love how my musky scent lingers on the fabric after a full day of wear? Sure, sure. And you only slip the panties up your hips because you’re imagining humping your pathetic clit against me while I’m wearing them?

Continue reading “Forcing A Panty Sniffer” →

naughty neighbor

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

My new neighbor moved in the other day. I watched him struggle with a massive sectional sofa for an embarrassing amount of time before approaching him. I wanted him sweaty and a little out of breath. My initial move was classic because it’s always effective: the overly dramatic “lost valuable” scam. For the purposes of “research” (research, being specifically for my wet, throbbing pussy of course), I dramatically misplaced my favorite, irreplaceable, and currently non-existent diamond earring somewhere near his threshold.

“Oh, sir! I’m so dreadfully sorry, but I think the heirloom my great-grandmother gifted me has rolled under your welcome mat!” He immediately stopped struggling with the sofa and scrambled to help me search, completely missing the fact that my entire body language was screaming, “Forget the the diamond, let’s just make poor choices immediately with our clothes off.”

Continue reading “My new neighbor moved in the other day” →

Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Mr. Martin came into work the other night. He’s my dad’s close friend, like an uncle to me, and about three times my age. But I’m so attracted to him. We flirted all night. The sexual tension was so hot between us that we ended up back at my place. We were barely in the door before we started ripping each other’s clothes off. I felt his hard on through his pants and couldn’t wait to get it out and finally see it, taste it, and feel it for the first time. It was so hard and big. As soon as I got it in my mouth, I heard someone unlocking the front door. There are only two people that I know of, that have a key to my apartment. My sexy landlord and my naughty uncle. I for sure didn’t want it to be my landlord because he was having an affair with me and I’m so completely infatuated with him. But I didn’t want it to be my uncle either. He’s paying my rent in exchange for my barely legal, tight, teen pussy whenever he wants it. I was so scared frozen with his dick in my mouth.

Continue reading “Mr. Martin Came Into Work Part 2” →

Melanie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 463

Have you ever just wanted to cum and cum and cum? Sometimes I can only cum once and I’m done, but I’ve had dreams of having multiple cum sessions. I called up my friend Mark to see if he would be willing to experiment with me and he agreed. He would tie me up to the bed and use toys on me and then end with an amazing fuck. Let’s see how it goes.

Mark came over and I told him to just come upstairs and meet me in my bedroom. I was wearing a lilac silk babydoll with a matching thong. I had purple makeup on to match, and my lips were so shiny and sleek. I asked him to tie me up to my four-poster bed. We used four ties to tie up my wrists and ankles.

Continue reading “Mark Makes Me Cum. And Cum Again.” →

Nadia 1-844-332-2639 ext. 377

The textbook lay open between us, its glossy pages filled with some diagrams of the renal system. Neither of us was even merely looking at it, let alone studying. ‘What if she isn’t bisexual like me?’ I thought to myself, as Maya’s leg was pressed against mine under the small library table, a point of searing contact that sent a jolt straight up my spine with every slight shift she made. We were supposed to be quizzing each other on nephrons and glomeruli, but all I could focus on was the scent of her girly strawberry shampoo. Noticeably, the way her lower lip was caught between her teeth in concentration had me in awe of her.

She finally broke the silence, and her voice was a low murmur that was meant for my ears alone. “Fuck this,” she whispered, her eyes dark and locked on mine. “I can’t think about anything else but us fucking.” She didn’t wait for an answer. In one fluid motion, Maya pushed her chair back, grabbed my hand, and pulled me up from the table.

Continue reading “Study fun with Maya” →

cock

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I love weiners. Cocks, penises, la queue. Whatever the polite name is, or the dirty one, the object remains the same. For me, it is the center of the world. It’s not just a casual interest; it is an obsession. I remember once, walking through the grocery store. List in hand, I paused in front of the thick packaged sausages. My friend, Élise, was with me. She asked, “Stella, why are you staring at the food?”

I didn’t answer right away because I was too busy looking at the weiners. It sounds silly, I know. A girl obsessed with hot dogs. But they remind me of big, fat, juicy cocks. My stomach was hungry, but that had nothing to do with lunch. This need is so intense! When I see a man, really see him, my eyes skip the face and I ignore the clothes. They go straight to the center of his pants, imagining the veins, the rough heat under there just waiting to fill up a girl like me. It’s an instant turn on!

Continue reading “I love weiners and weiners love me!” →

orgy

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

The invitation arrived via a text message that simply read: “My place in the woods, massive shower. Five slots open. Thoughts?” I showed the message to Rita, who was admiring how cute the penis cookies she had just baked turned out. Rita didn’t even look up from her phone. “Julian’s place. Tonight. All of us. He wants a sexy shower,” she said with a smile as she handed a BBC cookie to Kayla.

Francie, stretching her legs and arching her back on the plush carpet, sighed dreamily. “Oh, sweet Julian. He’s always so ambitious. Obviously we’re going. But Kayla, you drive. I refuse to get pine needles in my new Mercedes.” Kayla laughed and rolled her eyes as I replied to Julian’s text with a “See you there!” and five wink emojis. One from each of us.

Continue reading “Sexy Shower Orgy Invitation” →

tits

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I’m currently waiting for my date, Bryan, at this dimly lit, slightly too-loud bar, strategically wearing a top that says, “Yes, these are real, and yes, they require their own zip code,” because why hide the goods? Especially when I’m dealing with a titty connoisseur who specifically requested I wear something “supportive but revealing.” If there is one thing you need to know about me, it’s that I am not subtle.

Bryan finally walks in, and let me tell you, this guy doesn’t even bother with eye contact first! Which usually would be a giant red flag for me, but in his case, it’s more like a giant green, flashing signal advertising mutual appreciation for my, uh, “generous” proportions. I knew he was a dedicated breast man from our first phone call when he subtly (or perhaps not so subtly lol) kept dropping hints about “support systems” and his admiration for “natural architecture.” Seeing him now confirms every delightful, slightly unhinged rumor about his specific interests and the inevitable focus of our evening together.

Continue reading “Bryan Is A Breast Man” →

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I couldn’t believe what I saw. When I opened his laptop, there it was. His search history was right there in black and white. He had been searching CEI! I had no idea that he wanted to learn how to eat his own cum. I couldn’t believe that after dating for so long, I had no clue. Why hadn’t he told me? He has to know that I am completely open and adventurous sexually. I’m willing to try pretty much anything once. And I’m a pleaser. So I want to please the person I’m with. I want to fulfill all of their fantasies and explore all of their fetishes. It was all starting to make sense. He had been doing stretching exercises and eating a lot of pineapple. Now I know that he was preparing. He wanted to be able to assume the position to squirt it into his mouth and he wanted it to taste sweet when it did. I was getting so excited just thinking about it. So I decided to surprise him. I wanted to give him what he had been fantasizing about all of this time.

Continue reading “I Saw His Search History” →