Category: Exhibitionist Phone Sex

Debbie’s Hot Squirting Pussy

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Meeting men has never been a problem for me; however, as a self proclaimed sex addict, I decided to attend some meetings after being prompted by a caring friend. She seemed to think that I think too much about sex and it’s hurting my life in other areas because my focus is always on fucking. Who am I going to fuck next? When can I see them again, etc. Well, what do you expect to find at a meeting for sex addicts? Duh! Other sex addicts! Genius! This one guy was sitting next to me and he was pretty fucking hot. I mean, he really did it for me. Though I tried to focus on the meeting and what people were saying, I couldn’t help but look about the room and notice all the hot guys. All these guys are sex addicts, too? Wow.

After the meeting, I was approached by two different men. The first one had a bad pick up line, and the second was just fucking sexy. We talked in the parking lot for hours. I thought about fucking him almost the entire time. I wanted to sit on his face. Mmmm, I couldn’t wait. We went back to my place and I decided to show him my hot squirting pussy. He fingered me on the couch and made me squirt like a fucking champ. I got a text from him today that said that he is addicted to my hot squirting pussy and he wants more of it. He says that he will never be able to get enough. Uh oh, just what a didn’t need, a clingy motherfucker. I guess it’s on to the next guy, who will hopefully be able to keep his wits about him around my hot squirting pussy. Guys I should warn guys first that I am addictive.

Cum slut phone sex

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Since we did not have school last week, one of my classes did an extra credit project. We had to go to the movie all on the same day and then write a report about it later. We picked a time and all met in the theater. I chose to sit next to my teacher in hopes of getting even more credit. The theater got dark and I put my jacket over his lap and mine.

I reached over and slid my hands down his pants. I squeezed his cock hard, I started jerking his cock in and out of my hand. Once he could not take it anymore, I leaned down and I started sucking his cock. He tried to keep my head really far down on his cock since he didn’t want others to see me bobbing up and down his fat shaft.

I am going to get that cum all in my tummy! Oh and how could I forget the extra credit? Silly me.

Exhibitionist Phone Sex Gets Rough

He called me up, invited me over for dinner. We’d done this a few times before; I knew what he really wanted. So, I dressed to the nines in some of my finest. I showed up via car service at his front stair, and he was outside waiting for me. He opened my door, and handed me out onto the pavement with a quick peck on the cheek and a compliment.Exhibitionist phone sex

He escorted me the entire way up the stairs, but before we made it completely to his door, he stopped me, turned me around, and bent me over the stair railing. As I am looking straight down this stair-well, seeing clear to the bottom floor, his hands slide up the insides of my thighs. If I hadn’t been breathless from looking at that drop, I certainly was by that point. Then, he terrified me. He lifted my hips up, leaving me relying on my own upper body strength to keep myself from tumbling to my death. I struggled just to take a breath, now, and when I felt his hands start to lower me, I started to sigh in relief, only to have my ass lifted into the air again. This time, when he settled me, I still couldn’t start to catch my breath, as he set me straight down on his cock. He filled me right up, and he stole my breath away for still more moments. By the time I could breathe again, I was breathless with all the exhilaration, and my cunt was flooded, aching for the orgasm he was driving me to. I couldn’t wait. I wrapped my legs behind his and started fucking him back for all I was worth, bringing us both over the edge to our mutual climax.

Phone Sex Whore

phone sex Phone sex is a hot way to explore your fetishes and kinks. I have been in the adult industry since I was 18, so I am a natural for this kind of work. I have done nude modeling. I have been a stripper.  I have escorted. I have even dabbled in some fetish porn, mostly BDSM and ass rape porn kind of stuff. I am a submissive phone whore because I am submissive in my non phone life. I see a man. I mean a real man. One who looks very masculine and has a huge cock. I go weak. I want to serve him anyway I can. That is usually on my knees or on my back. I was doing some last minute shopping last night before I head out of town for the holidays. The grocery store was crazy to say the least. I mean insane crazy. This one guy was following me around like a lost puppy dog, but he was nowhere close to my definition of a real man. A real man intervened, however. Pulled his dick right out of his pants in the meat aisle and told my stalker, “No way you have anything like this in your pants.” The little loser scampered away knowing he was well out of his league. Now this guy’s cock was no BDK cock, but it was at least 10 inches and made me swoon. I fell to my knees, oblivious to my public surroundings like I was brain washed to suck every big dick I see. Maybe I was ! No one seemed to mind a blonde buxom bimbo giving head in aisle 22. In fact a small gathering surrounded us.  I think some were waiting their turn. I am a submissive slut, but its only big cock that makes me do anything.

Humiliation Phone Sex the Execution

Humiliation Phone SexI’ve been a bad girl. I’ve been running a ring of spies almost as a pimp. Would find our target and seduce them and get their secrets which we would then sell. Of course we were arrested and while my girls were given life me as the leader was given death by public execution.I was left in the dark on the day but as I heard the sex of multiple heavy boots against the concrete floors I knew today was the day.

“It’s time to go.” the deep masculine voice of a guard I’ve never seen before stopped in front of my cell. I felt my heart start to race and stood up looking at the man. “Today? Already?” I asked, trying not to let my voice quiver and he acknowledged me. “Today. Strip and turn around and back towards the cell.” I took off my jumpsuit and back towards the bars. He reached through put cuffs around wrists and then did the same to my ankles connecting them with a 2 foot long chain before he unlocked the door and let me out. He stopped me outside the door and connected a chain dog leash moving it between my legs forcing me to walk down this long hallway. The chain digging and grinding into my pussy making it rather hard to keep up with my captors. As we get to the end of the hallway I see a cross on the bed of a truck. I’m not sure exactly what it was for but he led me onto the bed of this truck and told me “Don’t fucking try anything.” before he turned me around undoing the cuffs on the wrist and the ankles and connecting them to the cross and got into the truck. Leaving me exposed to everyone who cared to look and began to drive. Leaving me cold and shivering as the air whipped around me as he took me the site of my execution…

To be continued…

BBW Phone Sex Family Fun

bbw phone sexBBW phone sex sluts love turkey day. Not for the reason you think either. Sure I love to eat. I obviously don’t skip too many meals; however, I love stuffing. I mean I love a good cock stuffing that leaves me filled with cum. I have Thanksgiving every year with my family. I have an older cousin I only ever see at holiday gatherings and funerals, but when we see each other, we fuck. Confession. I lost my virginity to my first cousin. You ever fuck anyone in your family? I know it’s dirty, but he was the first cock I saw. It was big too. He was obsessed with my big tits. Girls his age just didn’t have DDs.  Last Thanksgiving we almost got busted too. We were playing with each other under the table. I was stroking his cock while he finger banged my cunt.  His little boy (yep he is married) dropped his fork and crawled under the table to get it. I had an “ah shit” moment, but my baby cousin didn’t say a word. He may have not have seen it, but how he couldn’t see his daddy’s foot long cock is beyond me. Anyway, we went back to being naughty until we couldn’t handle it any more. We snuck off into the garage to fuck. It was cold too. My nipples got so hard they could have cut glass. His cock had NO problems in the cold either. That was because my warm wet pussy kept him heated up. I love quickie sex with the risk of getting caught, do you? It just made us both cum harder thinking either of our parents could bust us, or even his wife. We are the naughty ones in our family. He may be married with a family now, but we will always be fuckin cousins.

Tranny Phone Sex Date

tranny phone sexTranny phone sex is for gay, straight and bi curious men. You don’t have to be gay to like a pretty cock up your ass. I am basically all woman with one minor, um well, major difference. I am on several shemale dating sites. The majority of men I go out with would never label themselves as gay or even bi curious. They are just men who recognize beauty and sex appeal come in all sorts of packages. George, an Australian business man, wined and dined me this weekend. He is in my city for a month working on a business endeavor. He has a wife back in his country. He was upfront about the fact he was just looking for a month of no strings attached fun. He was handsome, hung, wealthy and that Aussie accent was very appealing. He took me to the best restaurant in town. Roof top place that circles around the city giving diners a spectacular view. No prices on the menu, at least not the date’s menu. I had oysters for the first time. I think the rumor about oysters being an aphrodisiac is true. I got flushed. Very aroused. My cock was poking a hole in my dress.  Maybe it was his sexy accent or a combination, but I had to fuck. The establishment was dark in a romantic way. I slipped under the table to blow him. I’m usually a top, but something about him or the oysters on the half shell made me a cock sucking whore. He was shocked at my bravado, but even a classy man cannot resist good head. I swallowed his load before the main course was served. But, before dessert arrived, we were in the bathroom fucking like rabbits. This is going to be the best month of my life.

Phone sex being a whore

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My parents are out of town so you can only assume what you think I will be doing! I am throwing a party. I can not wait to be the girl that no one will ever forget. As soon as people start showing up, I am already fucked up! I have a big screen over my pool and a camera going around so no matter where you are you get to see other events happening.

Me and this girl get so horny that we jump on the opportunity to make out and start feeling one another’s pussies. It turns on most the guys, some decide to sit back and watch and others decide to jump in on the fun! We each get two cocks to the mouth. We are getting face fucked until we are gagging and spitting up all over them! They taste so yummy, and it is so hard to stretch our mouths around them.

The camera comes to us so we start showing off, getting completely naked. We bend over and take two more cocks in our pussies and our asses. We face one another and start making out as we are getting pounded from behind. This is a great way to start the holidays! Get stuffed with stuffing, or cocks! You know already which on I will choose.

Stocking Fetish Phone Sex The Dinner

Stocking Fetish Phone SexYou know what I am? I’m trouble. But, I’m the best kind of trouble, I’m a Stocking Fetish Phone Sex whore. That’s why even though we’re all eating dinner on this double date. You next to your wife and me next to my current boy toy I’m running my foot up your leg. Over the inside of your thigh. My toes teasing along your cloth covered cock. Feeling it throb against my Stocking Fetish Phone Sex covered digits. I can see the sweat glistening on your face. The unfocused yet worried look as you worked so much harder to keep focused and unsuspicious with those at the table. I run my toes along the head, feeling the moisture of your precum through my stockings. You falter in your sentence and I giggle unable to help it. You give me a startled look while your wife and my date look at me confused. I bit my bottom lip and shook my head. “Just remembered something funny.” I said to wave it off as I squeezed your cock with my toes, running them from the head to the base. I can feel your cock throbbing harder, the danger and sensation threatening to put you over. Your hand sneaks under the table, taking my foot in your fingers. Pulling my foot from your cock as you run your fingers over the insole of my foot. Teasing my toes and threatening to tickle me as we ate. The light touches made my sensitive Stocking Fetish Phone Sex covered foot jerk and wriggle in your hand. You kept it though, your fingers gripping tight enough it was almost painful. Then you took your thumb, rubbing and massaging along the instep of my foot. Working your way around to the arch, that on it’s own was almost orgasmic and it was my turn to force myself to pay attention to the others and not make any of those happy mewling noises I wish I could.

Voyeur Phone Sex Bath Time

Voyeur Phone SexBath time is always more fun when you’re with another person. Especially when I know you’re watching us, watching as another woman plays with my nipples. Runs her hands full of soapy sudsy water over my tits, shoulders, and washes my body. Your hand around your cock stroking up and down your shaft. Making both of us horny and wet and act up just to make it more fun for you. Lots of kisses, and lip bites, and tongue action over each other’s neck and mouth. Our hands sneaking under to teach each other’s tits and pussy. We move to the edge of the tub as you walk over. Grinning up at you from under your cock watching as you started to stroke yourself faster and faster, your breathing getting ragged as we teased you. “Cum for us.” “Cum on our tits.” we giggle and press our wet and soapy tits together. “Cum all over us.” our mouths open and our tongues out waiting for your cum. So when your hips jerk, and you groan so loudly your cum shooting out of your cock landing on our faces and dripping onto our tits we can’t help but look at each other and lick it off of each other’s lips and cheeks. Knowing all three of us were in for a wild and fun night.