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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!

Sex Toy Phone Sex Twist

I decided to go to an auction last night. I really didn’t think that there would be anything that I would want to buy. But I thought it would be fun and different to go hang out. It was close to the end of the auction when these wonderfully different and delightful toys came up for auction. All hand carved, all made of marble and all unique and interesting. I had to have them and the bidding began. I only had one competitor that tried to out bid me and she was a matronly looking woman. What in the world was she going to do with them? Likely put them on a shelf for display?! There was no way I was going to let these toys get away form me only to sit on a shelf somewhere and collect dust when I could take them home and cover them in my milky, creamy cum every night. Just the thought of stuffing them in my tight, wet and waiting pussy was driving me wild, With each bid my pussy got wetter and I could feel my panties getting soaking wet at the thought of feeling the cold, carved marble entering me and bringing me pleasure. Finally she stopped bidding and they were mine! I couldn’t wait to get them home and start fucking myself. They did not disappoint me at all and I fucked each and every one of them before falling fast a sleep.

Rim Jobs Phone Sex: Lesbian Ass Play

Until a few months ago, I cringed at the thought of having a rim job.  But then I went to a lesbian wedding. My son was unavailable to be my date and my hubby was out of town, so I went stag. It was a lovely wedding, filled with hot chicks. I’ve been with women before. In threesomes and the occasional drunk girl on girl fun in college. But, this was the first time I was surrounded by nothing but hot pussy licking women. One of the bridesmaids was also stag so we kept each other company during the reception. I had one too many bottles of champagne and the next thing I know I am naked in bed with the hot lesbian bridesmaid. I was doggy style getting my pretty pussy licked by what appeared to be a professional carpet muncher.  This chick had mad skills. I think I came like 10 times on her face. I am about ready to collapse when her tongue goes in my ass.  Not accidentally either. She had her hands on my ass, cheeks spread wide, fucking my ass with her tongue. I started to squirm, but she yelled at me to relax. I was overwhelmed at first with feelings of disgust; like that can’t possibly taste good to her. But then, she slipped a few fingers up my cunt and probed that tongue of hers deeper into my glory hole and before I knew it, I was dripping pussy juice on the sheets. The combination of having your ass rimmed and fucked while your pussy is being fingered feels awesome. And to have a hot chick doing both to you, well that’s just bonus. I can’t believe I resisted rim jobs in the past. My ass taste yummy too. She kissed me after eating out my ass and I got even more wet. Thanks to the persistence of talented lesbian, I have a new addiction. Wanna rim my pretty ass?

Hot Phone Sex in the Hood

I don’t talk much about my private affairs but maybe it’s time for a little show and tell. You know that I’m the bust black whore from the projects right? Ok good. You also know that I sucked and fucked my way out of the hood don’t you? No?! Well, it’s a long story. In grade school I was always the class slut. My tits were always bigger than any other girls in my grade and the boys always gave me a lot of attention. I refused to let all that attention go when Carla Santos got her first real bra so I had to step the game up. I kept my popularity by being the first girl to suck a white cock in my class. All the girls called me a slut but what regular bitch did you know that had Gucci, Prada, Louie, and more by the 9th grade? Those basic bitches were getting coach wristlets from their grandmothers on Christmas. Ha! Every day that I opened my legs or swallowed a drop of cum was Christmas for me. Because I became so used to using my big tits and phat ass to get what I needed school was a struggle for me. I then had to upgrade to fucking my teachers for A’s and B’s. I even ate out Ms. Wall’s ancient pussy for a good English Lit final grade!The most I would do during class was finger my cunnie so a nerd would buy me lunch in exchange for letting him smelling them. I knew for a fact that after high school I wasn’t going to be able to do anything that didn’t involve using my body to get by.  I spent my whole senior year thinking of a way to get out of the hood using the ASSets god gave me. That’s when it came to me. I put on my sexiest outfit and went down to the strip where all the hoes work. I looked for the nicest car I could find. Hondas and Toyotas would pull over to speak but I need me a Bentley or a Rollz Royce, honey. Then, my money car stopped right in front of me. An all-black cadi stopped right in front of me and a white hand signaled me over and I didn’t hesitate to get in. He said he noticed all my designer clothes and knew I wasn’t just an ordinary crack whore tryna make a few bucks. He said, “I can tell you want to live a lavish lifestyle and with that body, I can help.” That’s when he introduced me as Hansel Jenkard, the owner of Fuckaroo Films. He offered me a position as the star busty model. Of course I had to give him a sample of what I could do! After exactly 6 minutes of sucking his cock he confirmed I got the job by giving me a mouth full of cum. Ever since then I never looked back! I mean, how could I?

Pussy Worshipping Phone Sex with Brooklyn: You Can Eat but You Can’t Fuck

So last night  this wealthy guy in town hired me to be his hot date for some charity bowling event in his house. Normally, I don’t do such things; sex is pleasure, not work. But $10,000 to look pretty and pose for some pictures was a no brainer. As I was getting ready to collect my money and return home, he said “Not so fast pretty lady. How would you like to double your money?” See, I knew he had a notoriously small dick. Everyone in town talks about how he overcompensates for his small pecker with fast cars, the newest gadgets, the biggest home in town… Yes, he has had some of the hottest women in town, but it’s not because of the size of his cock; it’s because of the size of his wallet. I was all prepared for him to beg me to fuck him. Lesser men certainly have begged and pleaded to get inside my hot tight cunt. I was also prepared to turn him down. Size matters to me and I have certain standards I have to live by.

But much to my surprise, he did not try to buy fuck time. He wanted to pay for the privilege of worshipping my pussy. He had heard rumors that I had the tastiest cunt in town. How sweet, and so very true. I lick my pussy juices off of big throbbing cocks, sex toys and my fingers all the time. Yummy. So, $20,000 to be eye candy and get my pussy worshipped? I was all in. He took me back to his private bowling lanes, away from his guests and the servants. He laid me down on a smooth lane and went to town on my juicy cunt. OMG. He may have a small dick, but he has a Gene Simmons tongue. That thing found my G-spot in seconds and I squirted all over his face. He then squirted in his pants poor guy. I never even touched his pecker and he came. He ate me out for hours. I swear at one point, I lost consciousness. He told me I indeed had the best tasting beaver he’d ever had the pleasure of devouring. I felt bad about being paid to be worshipped that way. I almost gave the money back. But, I’m not dumb. He can afford me.  I did, however, tell him, the next pussy worshipping session was on me. My kitty is still purring after all.

BBW Phone Sex with Glenda: My First Bald Beaver

A few years ago, my BFF told me my pussy was ugly. She said no guy wants to lick a hairy snatch; no girl either. Well, I was upset thinking that I was losing out on cock because I had some girl fur. I had thought men were not interested me once they saw me naked because I had saggy tits or a big butt or even a little cellulite on my thighs. At that point in my life, I was insecure about my curves. I considered myself fat. Being the kick ass friend she was, she arranged for her “personal landscaper” to come to my house. I was nervous. I mean hot wax on my pussy? That sounded painful.  I was so nervous I even shaved my cunt a bit to trim it up for the groomer. How funny was that? Turns out that was a bad idea because the more hair you have on your twat, the easier it is to pull the hair from the root. Well, I downed a bottle of wine, and my bestie took pics for special memory book. The pain wasn’t that bad. I fucking loved my new bald look. So smooth and pretty. Showed off my plump pussy lips very well too. I actually found the whole thing so hot, that I masturbated.  Right there for my BFF and her spa lady to see. That was the first time I ever had a woman  lick my pussy too. The girls wanted me to see how much better it feels to be licked on when have a smooth canvas. It felt so good, that not a week goes by now that I don’t indulge in some girl on girl action. Women eat the best pussy.

My BFF was right too. The problem with men backing out on fucking me once I was naked had nothing to do with my body type. It was my hairy beaver. Many guys like to see pretty swollen puffy pink lips while fucking. Plus, when my bald cunt is filled with cum, it looks so much prettier. My confidence soared. I rock my curves. I get a Brazilian wax every 3 weeks now like clockwork. And I  get cock daily. I’m not fat; I’m phat! And forever grateful to my best friend for teaching me the joys of a bald pussy.  She changed my life!