Category: Big Tits Phone Sex

Sex Toy Phone Sex with Vinny: Garden Gnome Gangbang

I’m at the beach all week, which I love because I can show off my hot body. Most coeds don’t even have a rock hard body like mine. Getting cock with tits and a body like mine is not hard. Well, so I thought. Today has not been my day to score dick. I don’t handle rejection well so I decided it would be a day about  me. Sunning my hot body and reading.  I had my Kindle with me so I searched for books under the erotica section. If I couldn’t get laid, well, I could read about it. In the suggested reading list, something caught my eye, “Garden Gnome Gang Bang.”  The tagline read:  “When Vinny decides to add a little whimsical flavor to her backyard with a trio of garden gnomes, she never suspects what’s in store. When the sun goes down, Vinny discovers her new lawn ornaments are ready to get busy, and they know how to use those pointy red hats to please a woman!” Well, that literally screamed my name. Now, mind you, I suffer from a rare disorder called gnomaphobia. Yes, you guessed correctly, it is the irrational fear of garden gnomes. I think they are creepy little soul stealing mother fuckers. But this book being suggested, sounded like a sign that I needed to put on my big girl panties and get over this silly fear. So I downloaded the book.

I’m there on the beach, reading garden gnome porn, thinking to myself, perhaps I have been looking at them all wrong. Perhaps they are not instruments of evil, but instruments of pleasure. I sat there and read the entire book in a couple hours. I was actually horny as fuck afterwards too. My pussy was dripping wet from gnome erotica. Sooo embarrassing to admit. I went back to my motel room and masturbated; but I could not get the image of fucking those gnomes with those pointy hats outta my head. So, I put a cover up on, marched down to Walgreens, and bought a trio of garden gnomes and a box of condoms. The lady behind the counter gave me a weird look. Like what the hell is a middle aged woman in beach wear doing buying 3 gnomes and condoms. I felt like a pervert, but I wanted to try this out, but thought somehow condoms over those pointy  hats might be more sanitary? Not sure what I was worried about, when I was younger, I crammed all sorts of things in my cunt. I’d fuck anything I was so horny. Guess nothing has changed as I was about to turn a garden gnome into a sex toy.

I’m back in my motel bed, naked on the bed. Decide to ease myself into this. I start to rub my clit while they watch. I get lost for a moment, start cumming hard, then I just grab one of them and start slowly working that pointy hat into my pussy. I have had many massive black cocks, certainly I could take a garden gnome. I had it inserted pretty good and was sliding up and down it and it felt good.  I guess I got so lost in my head fucking that garden gnome I failed to hear housekeeping come in. I look up an a maid is looking at me in horror. Shear horror. Like I was some circus freak or something. I tried to get up real fast, fell off the bed, landed in the crotch of another gnome. She ran out and I chased her, naked, down the long stretch of the motel yelling “I’m not a freak, I’m just horny.”  Well, I guess some folks heard me, came out to see what was going on. Decided to slink back to my room in shame.

Just a few minutes later, there was a knock on my door, there was a black god in his swim trunks. He looked at me and said I hear you are horny. He asked if big black cock did it for me and said he could  wear a red pointy hat if it helped? I guess the maid shared my secret. We had a good laugh and of course I invited him to fuck me. That gnome wasn’t bad, but a red pointy hat ain’t got nothing on a huge black cock. Finally, I got my cock. Sometimes you just have to fuck a few gnomes along the way first.

BBW Phone Sex: A Sexy Encounter with an Ex

I had a job interview today for The Tilted Kilt, a chain bar like Hooters; they are looking for hostesses. I figured this would be some nice extra cash and another way to meet hot eligible bachelors. I put on a cute but upscale slutty outfit and head downtown. When I got there, I was greeted by a girl I went to college with. It is such a small world. Her husband is the manager of the local Tilted Kilt. She said he does all the hiring but she  helps with the application process. She is a buxom, curvy gal like myself. I always thought she was hot. In fact I had a girl crush on her in college.

After we caught up a bit and I filled out the application and answered a few questions, she signaled her husband to come out to finish the interview process. My jaw just about fell open when I realized she was married to one of my ex boyfriends. Big Jim I called him. Not the brightest bulb around, but one of the biggest. It was hard to imagine him settling down; monogamy was never his strong suit. He was a player. I guess Rebecca was able to tame that beast. I did worry, however, that my application would not be considered now. Big Jim and I did not part on good terms. When I caught him cheating with my then BFF, I sorta pulled a Carrie Underwood on him and took a Louisville slugger to both headlights. In fact I think there is a warrant out for my arrest still for destroying his new BMW.

When he came out, I thought it would be awkward, horrible, maybe even violent. But it wasn’t. Big Jim recognized me of course. We had dated for almost a year. But, he apologized. Said he was a changed man. Rebecca had tamed him. I looked at her and said “impressive, he is a hard beast to tame.” I asked her secret. She undid her blouse and revealed even bigger titties than mine! Then she grabbed me and kissed me long and hard. I was a bit shocked. I mean I had a crush on her in college, but here she was married to my ex boyfriend who potentially could be my new boss. But my pussy was dripping. I looked at Big Jim and he had his cock out and was stroking it.

Rebecca went over and locked the door, came back and said” I keep him faithful by letting him watch me with the beautiful girls he can’t have.”  I was in shock. I mean technically he had me, but didn’t want to keep me, and now he had my girl crush and what she was suggesting was so hot to me. She started undressing me. She had me sit on the pool table naked. She then took the pool stick and teased my whole body; she used it under my boobs, to caress my body , then she fucked my pussy with the first 10 or so inches of that pool stick while her hubby, my ex jacked his huge cock. I came so hard too that I squirted on the pool table.

I had to return the favor. I undressed her. I laid her down on the table and  licked every inch of her. She has a plump juicy cunt. Smooth, tasty and very wet. I made her cum on my face, but I was not satisfied with just making cum once. I grabbed a pool ball and pressed it on her clit and rubbed it around while I sucked on her tit until she cam hard again. I did that with all the pool balls. That’s 12 orgasms, well 13 if you count the cue ball. I looked at Big Jim with every cum I gave his hot horny wife.  He shot like 4 loads. We all came a lot.

I am not sure if I got the job or not, but I did get to satisfy an old crush, make up of sorts with an ex I was wasting energy on loathing still, find out I am not gonna ever be arrested for destroying a car and cum several times. Sometimes running in to an ex can be a pleasant surprise.

That’s The Way I Like It

We all have our favorite sexual positions and things that turn us on and keep us cumming. Besides having a hard cock between my big, soft tits and cum squirting all over my face, my favorite position is just like this. That is right, face down, ass up, that’s the way I like to fuck. I love the fact that when my face is down, my back is arched and my ass is high in the air, you can ram that dick balls deep in my hot and juicy pussy for maximum penetration. I love to have you fuck me hard and deep and just beat the shit out of my pussy making it so wet that my juices are flowing down the insides of my thick and beautiful thighs. My pussy gets nice and juicy long before I cum in spasms, tightening around your hard cock and milking it of your jizz.

Titty Fucking Phone Sex with BBW Glenda: Cum on My Tits

So my friend has this cute foreign guy staying with her for a month. He barely speaks English, but she said she walked in on him by accident in the bathroom the other morning and it appeared he was pretty hung for a short guy. Well of course I have been obsessing over it since she told me, so I decided to come by for breakfast. I do like some big cock. He was sitting on the couch reading a newspaper. I was wearing a slutty but hot outfit to show off my huge tits and catch his attention. He seemed impervious to my boobs. A one eyed old monkey with cataracts notices my tits. WTF? Well I yanked that newspaper right outta his hand and thrust my tits in his face, then pulled my top down so they were dangling in his face. I then motor boated him until I saw the bulge in his pants. Oh my, my friend might be on to something. While still buried in my plump big natural breasts, I unzipped his pants and out popped a pleasant surprise. He did have a nice cock. At this point he was working with me. He didn’t understand the words that were coming out of my mouth, but he understood my actions. Actions do speak louder than words.

Before long my mouth was devouring his thick shaft and I needed both hands to hold onto that  thing. I was bobbing up and down his member  and playing with my juicy twat at the same time. I was so wet too. He started guiding his cock to my tits. I knew what that meant. He wanted titty fucked. He needed my boobs. Well I do have the perfect titties for fucking! I grabbed a boob in each hand, wrapped them around his cock and sucked him  using my tits to help! His cock didn’t even get lost in my natural 40 EEs. Didn’t take long before his balls got tight and a load shot all over my boobs and face. Big load too. Yummy load. Gosh I love being covered in cum. I am a cum slut jizz junkie at heart. That was the protein shake I needed this morning. The language of fucking is universal.

Big Tits Phone Sex: I Fuck For Pleasure Not Money

Last month I was traveling to visit a girl friend at the beach. We always have a girls getaway in the summer. Well, in a blonde moment, I stopped at a rest stop and got distracted by a hot guy and locked my keys and purse in the car. I was starting to panic as no one was around. That hot guy sped off before I realized what I had done. I went into the quick mart and the only person in there looked a little Boys From Deliverance like if you know what I mean. I may have even heard banjo music. I did not want to ask for help from him. I just needed a phone to call AAA. I looked around and saw a bus stop at the corner. So I walked over and waited until someone came.  A young college age boy, glued to his phone, sat down like he didn’t even see me.  But, I am an attractive woman. I started to talk to him. I explained that my car was just down the street and I locked my purse in the car and needed a phone. He looked at me rather intently and said, “I have no money.” I was like “excuse me? I just need to borrow your phone to call AAA.” He replied, “Sure, whatever you say, but I still ain’t got any money.” I didn’t understand what the communication problem was here, but obviously he did not buy that I was just stranded. I got up and looked him right in the eyes and I said “I don’t know what your problem is, but I am stranded. My phone is in the car and I really just need to use your phone.”  He looked at me, cocked his head and said, “You mean you aren’t a hooker?”  Really, hookers work the bus stop in broad daylight these days? I assured him I was not a pro, but really stranded and that the redneck back at the quick mart kinda scared me. I asked him why he thought I was a whore. He said, “Um, look at what you are wearing Ma’am.” Ma’am? Being called a hooker is better than being called Ma’am! I said I was on a road trip to the beach and my AC went out in my car so was just trying to stay cool. We had a good laugh.

He then apologized and said he would call a friend of his who was a mechanic to meet us at my car. He walked me back to my car, where is friend showed up with one of those jimmy things and got my car door open immediately. I was so very grateful I offered the guy a ride to where ever he was going since I made him miss his bus. Turns out  he was just on his way home from work. His car was in the shop and he was not 25 yet so couldn’t rent a car. He was just a tadpole!  I took him home. He invited me upstairs  to freshen up. I had been in the heat for awhile and walking in not so appropriate foot wear.

I was in his bathroom and got a good look at myself  and thought I could see how someone may mistake me for a hooker. He was nice after the confusion and helped me get my car situation settled. I though why not fuck him. He was cute. So I walked out of his bathroom in just my hooker boots. He was, like “damn, but I thought you said you were not a hooker. I’m broke, even though you are wicked hot.” I assured him I did not want his money. I had my own. I just wanted to show my thanks for helping me out. I fell to my knees and started sucking this beautiful young cock like I was a pro. Hell, I bet I sucked it better than a hooker because I wanted to suck it. He had a nice cock too. I started rubbing my clit as I took him inch by inch down my throat. He had never witnessed a woman touch herself in front of him before. I had a lot to show this young one. And I did. I taught him how to eat pussy. I taught him how to fuck me in the ass and I let him titty fuck me. He was rather obsessed with my boobs so I let him fuck those too. When he came,  he shot his load all over my huge tits. And I let him watch as I savored every drop of his cum off my boobs. That shit is yummy.

As I was leaving, he said I should be a pro because I was hotter than any hooker he ever saw. He insisted I would make a ton of cash. I let him know that I never wanna take money for sex. Not cuz I am a prude or anything, but because I never want to think of fucking as a job. I informed him I fuck for pleasure and whom I fuck is not dictated by how much money I need, just by how much cock I need! He kissed me goodbye, and I got back on the road, happy to be mistaken for a whore.

Phone Sex Fetish with Sheila: Teddy Bear Love

I came home early today from the spa. I heard a strange noise from my bedroom. At first I was scared, but then I saw my step son’s keys on the table and thought he is just jerking off to a pair of my panties.  He has done that ever since I married his father. I love to watch him jack his big thick cock. So hot to watch a man be the  master of his domain. I strip naked to go join him. Figure we could get off together. I sneak in the bedroom as to not interrupt him and ruin his orgasm. But, he was not jacking off; he was fucking. And not another woman. Not even a guy. I was in shock at what I saw. He was fucking the big blue teddy bear my hubby won for me at the State Fair a few years ago. The bear was underneath him, and he was humping away and moaning and groaning like he does with me! No way a teddy bear feels better than me. My cunt has to feel better than an old ratty furry teddy bear? My ego took a blow. I slipped  out of the room undetected. He never heard my gasp.

So, I get on the Internet and I Google fucking teddy bears.  Much to my mortification, this is a fetish that afflicts many, male and female. It is called Ursusagalmatophilia. This is the sexual attraction to teddy bears. Now I have heard of furries. But this fetish is not that folks want to have sex with a person dressed as a bear, they want to actually fuck a teddy bear. Wow. I like to think I am open minded. I take it up the ass. I fuck my stepsons. I swallow cum. I take black cock. I do gangbangs. But fucking Teddy Ruxpin  is just creepy. But how do I handle this? Do I acknowledge that the guy I love to fuck the most has a strange fetish? Do I embrace it? Do I ignore it?

Well I decided to do what any horny housewife would do. I took some pics of me with teddy bears and texted him to come fuck me and my  little furry friends.  I mean, if I am being honest, I’d fuck Ted. Well when in Rome I guess. I figure why knock something you have never tried. I guess I WILL do anything for nice cock.

Small Dick Humiliation Phone Sex with Brooklyn

Often times in life we have to do things we don’t like. Well, I don’t like little dicks. But, I do like my husband. I mean I don’t like his pecker but I love his wallet. I need to sometimes do things for him to keep him happy. A happy hubby equals a happy Brooklyn.  We were talking about this asshole guy, Joe, at the Porsche dealer in town who will not agree to the price my husband wants for one. I thought, hmmm, perfect chance to impress him. I knew I could talk to this car salesman and get him to agree to the price the hubby is willing to pay. I told him I would take care of it tomorrow. He actually doubted me. Thought I was outta my league and there is no way this shyster would go down on the price. Well this guy has never met me. Joe was about to meet his match.

I walked right into that dealership in the hottest outfit I could find and asked to talk to the man in control.  Joe was a big Guido type of guy;  thinks he could sell ice to an Eskimo. I told him my hubby was in yesterday and wanted to purchase a 911 Turbo and that the price was just not right. When he tried to bullshit me with cant go any lower, it’s a steal at that price bull shit, I asked to go in his office. I was about to fuck a greasy fat car salesman to impress my hubby.  I started taking my clothes off  and told him, fuck my husband, I wanted him. I was so impressed with his unwavering on the car price I had to have him. He fell for that bullshit too. Delusional poor thing.  Well when he took his pants off, he had a ridiculously small dick; smaller than my husband. No wonder they both like Porsche cars! Well I fucked that dude silly. Even let him fuck my ass and cum on my face with his pinky dick. It just about killed me.  He couldn’t even lick a pussy properly. I should have won an Oscar for my fucking performance. I was screaming like a porn star with a monster cock up her ass. When it was finally over, I told him my husband would be in tomorrow and he would give him the price he offered for the car. And that if he didn’t, not only would his wife get the video footage from my phone of us fucking, but I’d make it viral so everyone knew what a little worthless clit stick he was sporting. Funny, he dropped the price even further!

I went home, showed my hubby the agreement for the new price I had secured for his mid life crisis toy and he was beyond impressed. He couldn’t believe that not only did I get him the Porsche, but I got it for even less than he was willing to pay. He asked me how I did it and I just said, “Honey, don’t ever  underestimate the power of persuasion with a beautiful woman.” He didn’t have to know I deviled my body with a small weenie just so he could have his dream car. But right now, I can have whatever and whomever I want because I am his idol; I did what he couldn’t do. Men and their silly sports cars. My husband might as well scream to the world, “Hey, I got money, but I also got a small dick.” But the sweet thing is, those guys with big dicks know a car like this one is overcompensation for a small dick, which means they know I need what they got.  It sometimes pays to impress your hubby….

Hot Phonesex with Brooklyn: Getting Backstage to Motley Crue

I am a total size queen so it is no surprise I’d love Motley Crue. I saw the infamous  sex tape; Tommy Lee’s cock was so big it could steer the boat. How many guys can steer a boat with their cocks? Not many. When I heard they were coming to town, I made sure to try to get tickets. I am the perfect rock groupie. Hot, sexy, know how to fuck, and totally down with being used by big cocks. Well my fucking Internet went out and when it came back on, all tickets were sold out. I couldn’t even find tixs on Stub Hub. So, I thought, if Tommy Lee just saw how hot I was, he’d make sure I got back stage and didn’t miss the final tour.  One of my tiny dick losers is a professional photographer. He’d do anything to get a glimpse of me naked. I got him to take a bunch of sexy pics of me with guitars.  What well hung rock star could resist a hot babe with a guitar? I know I am cocky, but look at me?

I went downtown to the arena they would be playing at and charmed my way into the promotions office. So I had to gang bang a few lowly clerical type guys whose cocks combined were not as big as Tommy Lee’s. I had to let 5 little losers fuck my cunt, my ass and jizz all over my face for any information. It was worth the humiliation however, to get the address and cell number of Motley Crue’s road manager. Once I had that the tough part was over; I sent  the pics to him with a plea to please find a way to get me into the concert. I waited patiently for a few days and then it happened. I got the call. Not from the  manger like I expected, but from Tommy Lee himself. He told me what a hot piece of ass I was and that he’d be honored to have me back stage. Just one little catch, I had to be open to ANYTHING.  Well duh. I told him I let 5 snot nosed pencil pushers do whatever they wanted to me just for the chance to attend  a sold out Crue show, so of course I would be the band’s groupie bitch. It would be an honor to suck, fuck, and be degraded by rock legends.

With a little perseverance and a hot body, it’s amazing what can be achieved. I can’t wait till October. I am the perfect woman  to be a groupie to a bunch of well hung rock gods.

Exhibitionist Phone Sex with Cassandra:

  I have a daily gym routine. This body doesn’t stay slamming all on its own.  I usually just shower at the gym, then go meet my friends for happy hour.  Thursday was no different. Except for the fact that some stupid bitch stole my clothes in the locker room. And not only did she steal my clothes, but she took my keys and my cell phone. I had no way of getting someone to bring me clothes. And all the stuck up bitches in the locker room would not help me out. Guess they are jealous of my hot body. I thought for a moment of what I should do. Well, I was not sucking up to some uptight jealous soccer mom, that was for sure. So, I decided I would  try to get to the bar where my friends were meeting me. I mean, so public nudity is technically illegal; I do have a rocking body.  I stole a dirty towel out of the hamper, which barely covered me and dashed out the locker room, through the gym, and out the door. I only had a few blocks to go and one of my BFFs would take me home for more suitable clothing.

I start sprinting down the side walk, my big tits bouncing. I could hear people yelling sexual comments and staring at me. Suddenly, some little boy yanked my towel off as I sprinted by him. I sure did not see that one coming. Before I could stop and grab it back, he was in the car with his older brother getting high fived. I was now totally naked in downtown Louisville.  At happy hour during Thursday Night Live, which meant thousands of folks on Main St. My pals were meeting me at the Hard Rock Cafe which was still another 4 blocks. I sucked it up again and started jogging. This time, I kept my head held high and went a little slower, trying to embrace my shame. I saw fingers pointing, mouths gaping open, cell phones snapping pictures, and parents covering their offspring’s eyes.  But I had no choice.  I am comfortable in my skin, really. I know my body is hot and I do not feel  there is anything wrong with nudity. However, I heard someone yell  “Put some clothes on bitch before I call the cops.” Of course it was some  stupid cunt.

I’m not only hot, but smart. I ducked into a little candy store. Did my best damsel in distress  for the guy behind the counter. When that didn’t work, I sucked his cock and let him fuck me in the ass. Let this loser bend me over the counter and fuck my ass to help me. It was 60 seconds of  torture for me lol. I’m too hot for little pricks. Desperate times call for desperate measures. In exchange for my mercy fuck, he  gave me a bunch of candy. What the fuck? I need clothes or a phone, not candy. But, I’m resourceful. I  took the candy out of all the pretty pink cellophane wrapping and made a makeshift outfit. A pretty tiny one, but I was no longer butt naked. Now those stuck up bitches could shut the fuck up and let me get across downtown to meet my besties for a much needed cocktail. I may not have had much on, but I rocked my pink cellophane outfit. In fact, folks thought I was a rock star or something when I arrived at the Hard Rock Cafe. They were asking for my autograph and taking pics. And me and my friends drank for free that night. Or maybe they were just fans who caught my naked sprint down Main Street!

 

Mutual Masturbation Phone Sex with BBW Glenda: Makeshift Dildos

Today I was out by my pool and got really horny. I went to my bedroom to get a vibrator . I was all set to play with my pussy all day long as I worked on my tan. And dangit, the fucking batteries were dead. I got a little frustrated and threw my pink friend over the fence. My neighbors will have a nice surprise. Hopefully their fur friend doesn’t find it first and drop it on the porch! My fingers were just  not gonna do the trick today. I was turbo charged sexually. I suddenly channeled my inner Martha Stewart, which is rare. I am hardly the crafty type. I started opening drawers and cabinets to see what I could find to fuck myself with today. I didn’t even have any garden veggies in the house. But, I did have play dough, a roll of paper towels, crazy glue and some plastic little Easter eggs left over from Easter. Fuck Martha Stewart, I was about to be MacGyver.

I stared intently at the items on my kitchen counter as I rubbed my clit. The need for something inside my pussy  made me creative. I undid the Easter eggs, glued one half on each paper towel ring on both ends. I then rolled the play dough onto the paper towel rings and over the plastic egg covers. I spent some time perfecting the shape until it had a cylinder shape around the middle and a penis like head. I then baked it in the oven for 30 minutes until the play dough hardened and glistened. I let it sit for another 30 minutes to cool down and then I examined it. It was hard and round and the perfect shape. I got up on my kitchen counter and slowly inserted it into my pussy. OMG. It was still a bit warm, but it was long and thick and felt awesome in my cunt. I fucked that pretty purple homemade dildo for an hour before I squirted everywhere and decided I wanted more.  I had tons of play dough left over from a birthday party, so I decided to make several more handmade fuck toys. By the time I was done, I had a rainbow of homemade dildos.

It really is amazing how creative one can get when without a cock or batteries. You know, I may never use a vibrator again. My play dough dildos feel awesome and they are good for the environment.  In  fact, I am gonna call up some of my girlfriends and have them come over and take them for a test drive.  Trust me, if you wanna jack off I can help you. Hell, we can rub one out together and get creative with what we use to pleasures ourselves. Wait, that makes me the MacGyver of Mutual Masturbation phone sex!