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Saturday, April 21, 2012
BBW Hailee
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Thursday, April 5, 2012
Mommy dommy phone sex and more with Linda Lynn
Callers who know what they want are a real turn on for me. Knowing and taking, leading and pleasing is a delightful combination in this phone sex gig. Every once in awhile, there are special callers that I know exactly what I want from them I get aggressive to the point I’ll only be happy if I can have what my loins crave. Truly, I am a mommy Dommy at heart and the best phone sex mommy a boy or sissy could ask for!
Pants off! I want the hot cock of yours. I want to see it in its natural state grow and get excited for me. I want to watch the color grow darker as I lick it from the tip and knob, down the sensitive back of it. I want to rub it between my tits and get it harder before talking you in my mouth. My tongue wraps around your cock while suck impossibly hard. Your cock is Mine, I own and will draw every magic drop from it.
I lay you back, letting you fill access to my body as I suck, putting my entire behind it and use the leverage of my body to take you impossible in my mouth. I bring the entire length of your cock down my throat, opening myself wide and tightening my muscles around your cock until I feel you preparing to explode. It is not yours to cum with, you’ll cum when I want you to cum, your cock is mine.
I get my mouth super wet and begin sucking your cock even more, but not going deep enough to bring your cum. I tighten my hand around the base of your cock to stifle your orgasm. I want you cock to not just cum, but explode in and on my mouth and face. Sucking the tip of your cock while moving my hand down to your balls to toy with them, I prepare for your orgasm.
I dive in one final thrust on your cock and sqeeze your balls simultaneously. The surprise and pleasure of the moment forces your cum to shoot down my throat. I pull my face away and have the second wave wash my face. Smiling, I like every drop of your cum from my face. Savoring the moment, I eye my prey. Your cock has more and I want it. When the real thing doesn’t satisfy you know now where to find a mature phone fuck to satisfy not only yourself–but me as well!
Mommy Linda Lynn
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Thursday, April 5, 2012
Guardian of the most secret phone sex desires
Yes, there have been lots of changes. I have decided with much wisdom that quality is much more important than quality when it comes to providing phone sex for a whole host of needy men. I don’t think it’s wrong of you to be needy, but it is definitely wrong of me not to ensure that I am at my utmost best whenever you decide to ring my toll free phone sex number. With that said, I have cut back my schedule, and that my cock stroking friends is for keeps. The unplugged time only increases my passion for providing the best phone sex I can. I crave to be your most secret phone sex desire and a guardian of all that drives your masturbatory behavior! Also, I am making great use of the twitter feed now so be sure to check that every time you come to my phone sex blog or better yet—FOLLOW ME!
So the sweet pussy boy loves big fat dicks moving in and out of a woman’s mouth—he loves to engage in watching clip after clip of mouth fucking fun. It’s fun for me to know that really he wants the mouths he’s watching on those videos to be his own. He thinks about big beautiful dick when he sucks on his girlfriend’s tongue—what a faggot boy! He just loves twinkies who are hung like horse—he loves the contrast of his age against the youth of their libido. Nothing better to my pussy boy than a well hung youthful dick. Darling, this is just the beginning of the written record I am keeping of all your filthy dirty fuck secrets—you know exactly who you are from the words I am writing and I love that you’ve become my high rolling dick craving faggot!
Not to mention that you dropped $1450 on financial domination phone sex with me and for an unemployed addictive loser like you it gave my nipples a prickle to know every dime you spent was borrowed from relatives and was meant for your bills—so nice of you to support me before you take care of self!
Your dickstruction has become my crowning achievement. I mean I have talked to scores of horny men—and rarely do I ever encounter one who doesn’t love me to pieces, but you take the cake. You’ve essentially surpassed Daddy G as the person who has spent the most money on me—congratulations, $6000 in two months…I think you can do better though—I want that coveted $20G so you better find a job or a rich relative.
Schedule this week April 2-8
Monday-Friday: 8am-6pm then from 9pm-1am
Saturday: 10pm-4am Sunday morning
Sunday: Me day—I will not book calls, I will not check email, and I hope you all have a terrific day lusting for my phone sex charms!
Meredith
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Wednesday, April 4, 2012
How was your Monday?
Mine?, lemme tell ya…
She showered, taking extra notice in how electric her skin was to her own touch. Knowing how it would be his touch soon enough. She lathered and rinsed, shaved… on the soft supple skin that keeps her sex warm and moist. As she patted herself dry the towel slid to the side allowing her to feel those soft pouting lips. Electricity shot through her, but driven by the need to feel his touch she completed her task. As she applied her make-up and styled her hair, thoughts of his long hard cock nestled deep inside her caused her breath to quicken and her cunt to contract.
As with other times she went to him, stifling her nervous excited to make the drive. When the door opens his face… his chest.. bare… his eyes… his lean stomach, it’s almost too much for her to absorb. The lust between them present and beckoning it’s magically hand from the stair case.. Up… up it pulls them. His hands on her ass as he follows her up. The tension thick with desire. Small talk filled the void as they undress, her nipples harden as his hand grasps her ample breast. His warm mouth pulling and sucking it, until a moan escaped her. His kisses on her lips almost sucking her into him.
His want stowed away in his jeans, once freed slid into her eager mouth met instantly by the very back of her throat. She began a pace that proved too pleasurable and he laid her back on his bed, spreading her legs wide as his tongue explored her from her already swollen clit to the very crack of her ass. His longing to dive dramatically into that almost virgin hallow noted between them, for now her cunt screamed his name deep under the moans of her pending release. One of many as he devours her pleasure pocket, those same lips minutes earlier kissed with wanton lust to be in this very place.
His need for her proving too much as he stood and plunged into her pussy, making her shout and wrath about. Each wave of pleasure exploded on her face, edging him along. She smiled deep within at the thought of his sex reaping the intermittent flooding of her cunt as a sure sign of her positive reaction to his efforts……
…. Sometime later they both were on their knees, his cock filling her from behind, the angled mirror on the wall giving her the view into his eyes as a portal to her pleasure, visually straining to mutter the faintest yelp as her cunt clamped down around him one too many times causing him to drive into her the creamy results of his erection.
Is there more? Oh yes there is, as you see this is the face of pure euphoric afterglow for she took 2 loads not just 1, her cunt sloppy and sticky for the rest of the day. Each movement of her body reminding her that her lover came, her husband came and those who called her that very day.
Milf Megan
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Tuesday, April 3, 2012
CUMMY Weekend *wink*
Hey boys, yep that’s right, I am not as innocent as I look, hehe. Went out this weekend with my girlfriends and we partied with the frat boys, football players and any man we can get our hands on!!! There were lots to chose from so we just decided a gang bang was in order, mmmm hmmmm, how awesome is that!!!! How about you call me and we can do our own gang bang or I can be your cum slut or whatever, I am up for anything!
Elisabeth
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Monday, April 2, 2012
What is this GFE?
A crush, some lust and boom, I’m all smiles next time you call me. I relish moaning your name in ecstasy as we build our orgasms together. There really is nothing like it. I am someone you can come to with no drama, no baggage. Take a load off, mentally and physically… it is my pleasure.
Courtenay
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Monday, April 2, 2012
Pink panties, pink pussy
My pantys have disappeared. I’ll leave it to you to wonder if I’ve maybe wedged them up, up in there. omg I love how that feels, when they are removed from my cunt so slowly, they are so wet and rough. Waking up every sensation inside me, and out. I imagine your cock berried in my mouth as you slowly tug on my pink cotton panties all while reminding me what a slut whore I am. mmm
Sherry
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Sunday, April 1, 2012
Good ole fashioned phone fuck
Sometimes it’s super nice to head back to the root of the matter—no, not your hard, fuck root, but the humble simplicity of a good old fashioned phone sex session. You know the kind where you visualize that you are with the person on the other end of the phone—totally engaged and swapping delicious ideas about what you’d be doing to each other. I just love nasty phone sex with a guy who likes to keep it simple. It’s one of my favorite types of call. G didn’t disappoint either. I was up late last night and he tucked me in properly with some pussy eating phone sex that I will never forget. I completely lost myself in the moment of fucking my hot cunt with my vibrator—something I don’t do often enough in my opinion. I know that mature phone sex is underrated among the young—but my new friend G gave it all he had and that cumshot was one for the record books! Thanks Baby!
Rena
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Sunday, April 1, 2012
We women are a true novelty for the phone sex connoisseur
It’s true I have a strong fan base because there is an air of mystery that surrounds me. It’s the first few minutes of the phone sex call that reveals this undeniable fact. Although it is true that I used to take many lovers into my fuck bed, now I merely engage in this disembodied form of sexual gratification because I get the fuck off on your reaction to that mystery I create. I can picture you, in the throws of phone sex passion with your dick in hand as you imagine how it must feel to have this decadent pussy wrapped around your rod. My entry into the phone sex domain was born out of a need to remain connected with the clients I serve—when you’re fucking for real you get burned out faster. This way, my desires, ideals and need to cum simmer on low for hours. I love hearing the need in your voice—you want to touch me, fondle me, you want to consume my physique with your eyes and then pound the point home with your horny dick and I want to be present for every last penetrative moment. Call me, you’ll get the confessions, the passions and the downright obsessions of a horny phone fuck like me—unadulterated truth that you can believe is real.
Annie
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Saturday, March 31, 2012
Phone sex increases productivity
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| Meredith is all the office furniture you need–lacy panties and ALL |
Long ago ancient pagans believed in and engaged in a mass ritualistic form of masturbation that was thought to increase productivity and performance. In addition, this tantric form of group sex produced one large orgasm that participants linked to increased fertility as well as help the crops grow. Seemingly these sex rituals were shared with society’s most successful in hopes that a simultaneous orgasm with a productive person would spill its fruits over the entire populace to ensure a fruitful year. Well hot damn! I want to be a pagan priestess and be the orchestrator of one LARGE orgasm using guided masturbation as my means of delivery. Think about it, one big party line full of people having phone sex with me and allowing me to guide the largest disembodied orgasm ever produced! Seriously, that’s hot stuff—fodder for a new phone sex fantasy and is totally making me wet right now. Will you trust your dick to the priestess? Give me a call!
Meredith
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Saturday, March 31, 2012
Extreme Phone Sex Girlfriend
So that got me asking my guy friends about all sorts of things like bukkake, anal sex, facials, strap ons. I could go on and on. Don’t get me wrong I love being there for them, I too get off on what they find crazy hot. Since learning what men really think about, I’ve vowed to always be extremely open minded in my personal life too. I’d like to hear what some of the things are you just can’t get from a girl. I’m betting number one will end up being just the straight up “swallow my load, bj”?
P.S. I do it!! 
Courtenay
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Saturday, March 31, 2012
Let Me Drive
They say that there’s POWER in the color red. I guess it makes sense in that I’ve been told that I’m an independent, control-freak who has to have her way (aka ‘bitch‘), and frankly, that’s the way I like it.
Angelina
866-743-5247
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Saturday, March 31, 2012
A straight-up phone sex idea…
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| Providing soaking wet pussy in arid conditions-sultry phone sex Nikki |
Those who knows me understands that there are no limits to the type of phone sex I provide. I really enjoy (emphatically and thoroughly) exploring all of those forbidden topics that elude you in your real-time relationship. Sometimes, though, the straight up phone fuck session is the way to go. Don’t ask me why. What the hell do you have to lose except about a ton of cum?
When you visit my phone sex blog, find my latest twist on the good old-fashioned phone sex experience. What the hell do you have to lose except about a ton of cum?
Nikki
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Friday, March 30, 2012
March Madness phone sex
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| Phone sex Jana shows big tits while having fun in the sun. |
It wasn’t that I minded my husband watching sports all day. I just hated spending a whole day watching sports when we hadn’t seen each other all week. He had been out of town for two weeks making me a woman home alone. For me, a week without a man seemed like a month (leaving me to frolic with the guys who don’t watch sports, an occupational perk of being a member of the seductive phone sex world). We were free to satisfy our urges with others but after a couple of weeks without getting any, I always wanted to break the fast with my husband. The fact that he had finished off his business trip by fucking one of his clients didn’t sit well either. I would normally have been really mad because I had stayed abstinent but I really like watching him screw slight, Asian women. (Thank you iSight camera.)
There is something about the way he just picks them up and puts them in the position he wants and the way they just lay there while he pumps them that really gets me going. And while skinny, this one had a pretty nice pair of breasts. The way they bounced and shook as he did his thing made me long to be bounced myself. I gave myself a pretty intense orgasm but there’s nothing like a man in the flesh.
Unfortunately, my current man in the flesh (i.e. my husband) was more interested in Basketball. He had already taken my hand off his thigh and given me the “I’m watching the game” look twice. I wasn’t going to get anything until the game was over. If his precious Hoosiers could have at least been close to winning, I would have understood. But with the game over at half, I didn’t see why we couldn’t go home and get down to things. With nothing else to do, I got myself acquainted with the bar tender. He was pretty cute but he had his eyes planted firmly on the asses of the twenty-two year old waitresses running around in their bike shorts. As he continued to pour me beers, I continued to flirt. I was buzzed and getting hornier by the moment. My husband was so into the game he hadn’t noticed that I had ripped my Hoosier jersey at the color to create a lower neckline. Men can’t help but look at any women’s chest where there might be some cleavage. “Screw the Hoosiers,” I thought. “My losing streak is going to end today.” It was just a matter of who was going to be the lucky guy.
My creation of cleavage had worked. The bartender set up shop in front of me and while he tried to sneak looks down my shirt, I turned to tequila to make the inevitable sex in a kitchen or closet more attractive. (I’m a bed girl by nature.) As I set my shot glass down, I caught him again trying to sneak a peek. I leaned forward to increase the amount of gap in the shirt, “They’re yours for the asking…”
He looked over my shoulder and said “What about your husband?”
I turned and looked at my husband. His eyes never left the screen. “I’ll go ask him,” I said and I got up. My buzzed logic dictated that I give my husband one last chance. Somebody was about to get lucky. It was all up to my husband to decide whom.
I plopped down next to him and put my hand on his thigh. I was leaning in – about to inquire about whether he wanted to come in my mouth or on my face – but before I could utter even one word, he lurched forward and shouted some generic comment a guy makes when his team isn’t doing well. That decided it. The bartender was going to land this piece of ass.
I turned to head back to the bar and was stopped in my tracks. That fucker was hitting on another girl. I don’t care if she was younger than me, had a tighter ass and a perkier rack. I know my way around a man and this ass was tossing me aside for some girl probably named Britney who had never had a dick go more than an inch into her mouth. I was pissed. Pissed and horny. I wasn’t going back to sit next that ass of a husband and I couldn’t stand the site of Britney fawning all over that asshole bartender. It seemed a perfect time to head to the bathroom.
I walked around to the back of the room and down the hall to the bathroom. As I made my way down the hall, I noticed the hallway not only lead to the bathrooms but also to rather large poolroom. I walked past the bathroom door to check out poolroom. At midday on a Sunday it was completely empty – except for one man.
He was a big guy – about six foot two and he projected strength. He was wearing an unbuttoned flannel shirt with a white t-shirt with blue jeans and boots completing the ensemble. As my eyes ran down his body, I imagined what his thighs would look like flexing as he did me from behind up against a wall – hands on my hips with my face buried under my hair pressed up against the wall. As I snapped back into reality, I was acutely aware of myself. Not only were my nether regions moistening in preparation, my mouth was literally watering.
I tried to be cool as I crossed the room but the combination of the beer, tequila and absolute lust put a little swerve into my walk. I walked straight up to him, looked him in the eye and tore my jersey a little more. “Wanna a play?” I asked.
Thank god he wasn’t in the mood for foreplay. He immediately unzipped his pants and I immediately fell to my knees, sat back on my calves and shoved his cock down my throat. You know that feeling you get on your skin when you haven’t been swimming all winter and you jump into a pool for the first time, that’s how my mouth felt. In fact, that’s how my whole body felt.
As I pulled him in and out of my mouth, I fought the urge to pull out his cock and rub it all over me. I wanted to feel it on my neck and on my cheek and on my back. I wanted to rub it between my thighs – feel in the crack of my ass.
I have deep throated plenty of men and he may have been the biggest but I’d never had less trouble putting a man farther down. I took my hands off his shaft and reached around with both hands to his ass. I began to pull him into my mouth all the while the need the feel that cock on my flesh growing.
I returned my hands to his rod and raised myself up. I pulled the cock out of my mouth and rubbed it on my face. I closed my eyes and moved my head back and forth as I allowed both cheeks to share the pleasure of touch with this monster. I rose up more and began rubbing it on my lower neck and chest. As soon as it brushed my nipple, a lightning bolt shot down to my pussy.
He must have had a similar sensation. He lifted me up into the air. The way he just threw me around reminded me of my husband the night before last. He set me face down on the pool table, pulled off my shorts and lowered my panties to mid thigh. Instead of impaling me, he lifted me up and pulled me onto him. He raised my hips to the perfect height for fucking me. And fucking me was what he was doing. I wanted to scream but held it in. There I was, floating in the air doggy style – wave after wave of electricity shot through my body with each thrust. I wouldn’t be able to take much more. I didn’t want to take much more.
With no apparent struggle, he rotated me onto my side. With both his hands under my left hip and only my left shoulder touching the pool table, I floated in the air sideways, as my eruption became eminent. I looked up to see him staring down at me. With each thrust, I grew closer. He never showed one sign of fatigue. He just stared at me. My whole body felt like it was about to explode. Sensing his body was about to do the same, I rolled back onto my stomach. I started grabbing for something. I usually needed something for leverage but his strength had negated that need. I just needed something to squeeze. God I needed to come but I was holding out and just as I thought I might not be able to hold on any longer, I felt his eruption begin. He pulled me onto him urgently but without strain. It felt like he was two feet inside me when my muscles all contracted at once and my back arched yanking my head off the pool table. His hand came up to my shoulder to hold me completely in place as he finished depositing his load. My muscles gave up on me but he hadn’t finished. He continued to hold me in place as he finished his thrusting. I was literally putty in his hands.
He finally released me and I collapsed onto the pool table. He lifted me back to my feet and I collected myself.
He smiled and said, “If you don’t mind, I’d like to get back to shooting pool.”
I smiled and walked away. My husband could take a lesson from this guy. After a screwing like that, I wouldn’t care if he watched basketball all day.
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Jana
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Thursday, March 29, 2012
Anything Goes Phonesex
So many of you daddies wake up horny. I have been super busy in the early a.m. I love how they tell me what a sexy voice i have. It makes them want to stroke their dicks faster for our anything goes phone sex call. When they hear my young phone sex voice and they’ll ask if I have any limits? nope none, then they get even more excited because they realize we can talk about any taboo phone fantasy with me.
I love when they tell me how my big tits makes it seem like I’m older. How he just has to see them, and touch them. Such a naughty daddy. I do anything to please.
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