Category: adult phonesex

devious

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

My Daddy is so lucky to have me even if I am a devious little brat. A few years ago, I started noticing his friend’s were seeing me. Not that they were just looking but that they were really seeing me. They would adjust their dicks as I pranced by in short shorts and tight tees.

I could see the frustration on Daddy’s face. Clearly, he knew I was teasing them on purpose. It wouldn’t matter even if I was doing it on accident because there was no way to stop their masculine desires to fuck my chunky brains out.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

“Fuck.” He grunted as he trailed his fingers down the center of my panties. “You’re more than ready, huh, baby?” His fingers carefully slipped under my panties, and he pushed two into me. I felt his thumb holding John’s helpful toy in place as he pumped his digits in and out of me. My body arched, and I cooed in pleasure.

“More,” I begged like a whore.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Awe, Saturday. The first day of the weekend. It passes so quickly, but there is one way to make the moment linger. I like to wake up late on Saturdays, often in a lover’s bed. Tangled between a stranger’s sheets, waking to the early afternoon sun warming my naked skin. If I’m lucky and I’ve picked my lover correctly, then he’ll be prepared to spoil me.

Brunch in bed, a delicious way to start the day. Sitting up slowly, I pull the soft covers against my naked breasts, and there it is. Just as I hoped, right where I expected. The breakfast tray is positioned diagonally at the end of the bed.

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Calling all my adorable and naughty diaper lover boys!  Whether you like being little or whether you simply enjoy some diaper play, sweet Zoey is here for you.  I love to be your auntie or even your sweet young mommy Zoey.

Do you need a new diaper?  Come let me change you.  Such a special and intimate thing for us to do together.  Cleaning you up and making you feel fresh and smell so sweet.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

You’ve been CAUGHT! Every time I leave you home alone, my panty drawer is all messed up when I come back. My undies are ruffled as if they’ve been handed and folded back hastily. They are all out of order and mixed, thongs and cheekies piled with the boyshorts and gstring. Not at all like I organize them when I do laundry. Sometimes I even think I’m missing a pair or two. I know I’m not crazy; it had to be you.

Only I couldn’t prove it until now. I’ve caught you with your hand in the panty drawer, little boy.

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Lecture

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

The good-looking man at the podium appeared to have everything perfectly prepared for his lecture. His sexy glasses slid down the bridge of his nose while he thumbed through some papers while the rest of the students settled in. I was happy to have arrived early for a front-row seat.

The professor began his lecture, and I felt his eyes find my long legs. He cleared his throat, a feeble attempt to focus; I wasn’t about to let that happen.

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Girl

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

The car sputtered to a stop a hundred miles from the nearest gas station. Hell, I hadn’t seen an exit in I don’t know when. The desert stretched out in front and behind me for as far as I could see. The late afternoon sun beat down on my back as I stood in front of the car with the hood open, looking down at who knows what.

There was no smoke billowing from the shut-off engine anymore, and everything looked exactly the same as it had last time I glanced in here. Of course, it didn’t help that I didn’t know what I was looking at then either. With a heavy exhale, I slammed the hood closed and leaned my ass against it.

Not a cloud in the sky or a car on the highway. My cell had no service, and I was royally fucked. I glared up at the sun, knowing as hot as it was now, soon it would be freezing—the curse of the desert. I needed a way home, and I needed one fast.

Sweat beaded down the back of my wife beater and soaked into the waistband of my daisy dukes. I pushed myself off the hood and kicked the dirt. Maybe I should start walking? That seemed like a dumb idea but the only option at the moment. Hanging around here with a busted-ass car wasn’t gonna do me no good. I grabbed my keys, locked the broken-down car, flipped it off, and started back toward Las Vegas.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I was lying on my bed reading a book when I heard the faint sounds of his truck. The ice cream man was in my neighborhood. I hopped up out of bed and darted down the stairs and outside to the street. Looking up and down, listening for the twinkling sounds of his music for which direction he would be coming from.

A few more seconds passed as I listened and then I saw him! The big white truck with the pink ice cream cone on the top rounded the corner at the top of the street. No one was following him as he drove slowly toward me. I started jumping up and down. Waving my arms as my big tittles flopped this way and that.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

I have this friend who is always asking me about my sexcapades. He is so curious and always ends our conversations with, “Wow, you’re pretty and all, but I don’t think I could ever do something with someone with a dick.” He thinks he’s slick, but I can spot a faggot a mile away.

It was past time to make him see the error of his thinking, so I took him out for a bar crawl. The whole time I took shots of water while he downed the devil’s nectar. As his lips started loosening, I knew there was room for my cock between them. But that wouldn’t be enough to convince him he was gay. I needed to get him double stuffed.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 X 357

Finally, the house was empty! I’d been so horny all day, and I knew just how I wanted to get off. This dirty girl needed a wash! Not just any wash, though. I set up my cellphone on the towel rack and pulled up my favorite porn clips. Since no one was home, I turned the volume ALL the way up.

Then I stripped and got into the shower. Aw, is there anything more relaxing than stepping under the warm shower spray? My whole body relaxed back against the cool tile as I watched the couple fucking on my phone. The detachable showerhead has a “massage” setting that pulses, really it’s almost better than my vibrator. But, of course, it’s the whole reason I wanted to shower anyhow!

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