Category: Coed phone sex

Chicas Caliente!

I can’t wait for Spring Break – warm weather, hot guys and steamy sex-capades!  Last year was awesome!  I wanted to get out of the country, and onto a sexy Caribbean island.  But, Daddy wanted me to stay in the country.  Really, I think he was afraid that his little girl’s pussy would get all stretched out by all those big, black, horny Rasta dicks, if he let me loose in Jamaica, or the Bahamas, or the Virgin Islands.  LOL  My bestie reminded me that Puerto Rico was a Caribbean island…outside of the country, but still a part of the United States of America!  So, Daddy agreed, and paid for us to go show our culos (sexy ass) to all the papis (sexy guys) of San Juan!

The first thing I noticed about the island was all of the color!  Everything was so bright – the buildings, the beaches, the houses…the graffiti.  Color was everywhere, and it made me feel so happy.  The second thing was the fucking driving…there are no lanes, stops or speed limits!!  The cab ride from the airport was so scary, we started rubbing each others clits right there in the back seat.  That’s how we’ve always helped each other relieve stress.

Our hotel was in Old San Juan.  Old is right!  The streets were so fucking small, you could tell the city was built before the existence of cars.  But, inside the hotel was very modern.  There was even a casino!  That’s where I met Ignasio.  Aye, papi was sexy, and had a thick cock…and accent!  He took me and my friend to the beach, where we all got sand in places that even the water couldn’t access!  LOL  Speaking of water, have you ever done anal in it?  I managed to squeeze that wide dick inside my shithole, right there on a public beach!  LOL

But, the best fuck was when my sexy Puerto Rican tour guide took me inside one of the ancient castle-like forts that are on the coastal edges of Old San Juan.  We found a secluded, outside corridor with a great view of the sea.  He bent me over the edge, pulled up my skirt, slid my panties to the side and stroked my cunny until I could no longer stand.  He made me cum over and over, while the cool breeze from the ocean spray, and the salty air surrounded me.  And, I was reminded me why borriquas and morenas go together so well.

 

 

Give Me A Ride!

Do you have a motorcycle? I sure hope so because I want to be fucked on one. I don’t know where this fantasy stems from but it will not go away. I’m not going to try and make it stop anymore, I’m going to embrace it and find me a big sexy biker to take me right there on his motorcycle. Maybe while he’s riding. I guess this is me being an adrenaline junkie of some sort. I’m not into boring ass sex. I want fun and adventure whenever I’m being penetrated. A little fear keeps my cupcake moist. Fear of getting caught, getting killed, or whatever, keep it coming. But I bet you won’t have a problem keeping me entertained. I want to see all the tricks you have up your sleeve and then some. Lets discover new kinky fantasies together. We can do all the filthy, freaky, nasty things you been dreaming of. I’m ready and willing to do whatever. The world is our oyster!

Tell A Trusted Adult (That You Want To Fuck)

This totally random guy hit on me today. No lie! I was walking to P.E., and he said “you’re such a babe; I’d do you so hard.” I found that to be extremely inappropriate for a Catholic School. Of course I had to report it! That is sexual harassment in it’s most primitive form, obviously. So, like, I changed into my cutest outfit and ditched P.E. I knew what I had to do . . . tell a teacher! Mr. Collins had a stack of ACT prep assignments on his desk, and he looked deep in thought. God, I couldn’t stop thinking about how big his dick was. It could probably plow right through me, and I wanted it so bad, my plump little pussy lips swelled up at the thought. Mr. Collins looked up when he saw me and gave me a smoldering stare. Probably because he liked the micro mini-skirt and see through bralette top I was wearing. “Mr. Collins,” I said breathily, “a student has just sexually propositioned me and made me feel objectified.” Hoping that my protective, alpha-male teacher would swoop in and beat the shit out of him (oh! and also fuck me), I pouted all damsel-in-distress-like, and played with the hem of my skirt. When his jaw twitched and his eyes got wide, I added the real kicker. “I’m not wearing any panties,” I whispered. “If I bend over your desk, will you make sure my cum dumpster hole wont be exposed when I spread my legs in class?”

Public Masturbation, What a Rush it is!

I felt the urge to play with my cunny while I was reading my erotic novel in the park. Typical creepy right? I know! I’m definitely the perv in the park today. I couldn’t believe myself either but I just couldn’t fight the urge. My kitty was calling me. It was getting dark out and the park was nearly empty just a few joggers who were about to pass me. I was about to give them a show too. They had no idea. I wonder what the reaction will be? When I scratch my record it’s a full on party. I’m sure I won’t even notice anyone that passes me. I’ll be too busy in my zone. Too busy giving my pussy a good massage. What would you do if you saw me? Hopefully your thinking you would join in the fun. Maybe a little mutual masturbation or an outdoor fuck session to really give people something to look at!

Wet Tshirts Are Better!

Word around town is you like wet t-shirts… When the water hits my white t-shirt it’s the sexiest thing in the world, even hotter than girls just naked. Girls like me, barely legal dancing on the bar, white tees soaking wet and every inch of our bodies getting wetter by the second. Just imagine all of us as we’re playfully fondling body parts and grinding on each other!  Its super hot don’t you agree? Its also super fun. I think big tits with big round areolas or even small ones with those hard pink nipples look so inviting and simply amazing behind a wet t-shirt. Its so naughty. I love to tease if you cant tell by now! And oh how I love a good wet t-shirt contest! When you see me prancing around all sexy and wet, like I’ve been standing in the rain for hours, I guarantee your cock will stand at attention. Maybe if your good I’ll perform a little wet t-shirt dance for you. Just me, you, and your video camera so you can have something to remember me by, or to jack off too. Sounds good? Great, I’ll get my t-shirt!

Coed Phone Sex Slut Briona

Maybe I should put my cocksucking skills to use and get some of this tuition paid. I’m kidding, not really though. I was at this wild ass party last night and I got so drunk I blew a guy right there on the dance floor. Or maybe it was two. Then we played spin the bottle like in the old days… I think I tongued a girl down and maybe got in some heated sex in the closet with my new crush. I cant really remember. All I know is that I gave one hell of a show. I cant wait to tell you all about it. I’m sure some people think I should be burned at the stake for my little performance but to hell with them, they’re no fun. I’m a fucking coed for goodness sake. I’m supposed to do shit like this! I have to say though, I am kind of loving all the attention. Is it bad that I’m not even embarrassed? Like not even a little bit? Oh well. I’m a hot piece of chocolate, and we do crazy things. Plus my daddy and brothers would be so proud of the little slut they taught me to be. Don’t you agree?

Coed Phone Sex with the Geek Squad

With all this bad weather – snow and ice – the city is on lockdown.  I have been trapped inside for too long!  Today, I masturbated until I was dizzy, and over the last few days I have fucked everyone in reach.  All of my school work is done, and I had even given myself a manicure and pedicure.  I realized I was at my wit’s end…I was BORED!  I needed a new adventure, a new cock!  I was looking online at porn sites, when I noticed a pop up for meeting locals to fuck.  I thought it was really risky, but I figured I could always chicken out last minute.  I threw caution to the wind and browsed around the website.  There were more photos of cocks than I ever could imagine!  But, eventually I found a picture of a guy’s full body…naked.  He was located only two blocks away!  I sent him a message, and we set up a meeting at his place.

When I arrived at the house, with damn near frost-bitten fingers and toes, I almost shit on myself!  It was the frat house for the nerdiest bunch of geeks on campus!  I’d been set up for a geek squad gang bang!  I wanted to sprint the other way, but I desperately needed to warm up.  I didn’t even have to ring the bell; the door opened as soon as I approached, and I was handed a cup of hot tea.

Most of the guys had never seen a pussy up close, so I was worshipped and treated like a queen all day.  It’s true what they say about nerds having the ability to fuck better.  Those guys literally had sex down to a science.  I’d never heard physics and biology sound so sexy!  I mean, calculating the momentum of one’s thrust, in regards to body mass and decreased friction – with consideration of vaginal angle and the arch degree of penile curvature – for maximum penetrating pleasure, was the hottest and nerdiest conversation I have ever overheard!  But, it worked!!

Playtime With Daddy

Playtime with Daddy happened unexpectedly the other day. I do often have playtime with my Daddy but it is usually when Mom is at work. I was in my room having a snack after finishing up some homework. That is when my Daddy came in. I thought since Mommy was home he was coming to check and see what I was doing. He came into my room and closed and locked the door behind him that is when I knew it was playtime. I began to slowly undress like my Daddy likes but he told me to stop. He saw me with my snack and told me to pretend the fork was his cock. I did just that and gave him a great show. He has taught me how to suck dick like a pro. I wrapped my tongue all around that fork and licked and licked on it. I could tell I was doing a good job because there was a tent growing in his slacks. He told me then to take my panties off and bend over so he could take a nice long look at my smooth backside and wet, juicy funhole. He came up behind me and I braced myself because my Daddy likes to make my skin turn pink so I thought I was about to be smacked. Instead he reached beside me where I had put my snack I was eating. I saw him pick up a slice of peach from my bowl. I wondered if he was hungry. OOOhhhh, mmmmmm! He was hungry but not for food! My Daddy is hungry for me! He took that peach slice and put it in my now dripping pink flower. Oh my goodness that feels so cold inside of me! Oh wait, what is he doing now? I feel his tongue going inside after that peach! Oh my gosh! My Daddy is eating fruit out of my pussy! Playtime is going to be extra fun today!

Forgive Me Father, For I Have Sinned

I spent a long time in confession this Sunday.

“Let us all come together and meditate on the word of the Lord,” Father Douglas was saying.

I sat through this divine message during chapel today. And I felt GUILTY . . . Meditation IS wonderful. It’s a complete re-focusing of the body’s energies on one single topic:

Sex.

I am now treading a spiritual path of unity. The unity of two bodies, intertwined in perfect fucking harmony. I am now a devout practitioner of Tantric sex.

Sure, it’s an Indian Hindu practice, but the great thing about Christianity is that we’re told to love all people. We even respect all peoples’ belief systems.

Most of all, I respect a dick in my pussy.

I derived so much pleasure from my last Neotantric workshop. In that room, SEXUALITY is sacred. My favorite position is Rock-a-Bye Booty. Sitting on the floor across from my male partner, I scooted into his cock. Then I looped my legs over his shoulders. He pounded into my screw hole so fucking hard. This position increased the blood flowing to our nether regions, and made us orgasm so much more seriously.

My new mantra is: I LOVE TANTRA

(SEX, that is)

Sir, Yes, Sir

Let’s play Army Guys. You lay down, and I’ll  blow the hell out of you.

I LOVE Privates. Not just cocks and pussies, either; I’m talking military men.

Lucky for me, my brother is in the U.S. Army. He’s training to be a big, strong man for the National Guard.

The other day, he took me to the base to meet everyone in his unit. Can I just take a moment to express my throbbing desire for military men? There’s something SO sexy about the discipline it takes to be a soldier; the guns blazing, shirts missing, warpaint slathered on exposed skin . . .

Panties = dropped

My brother’s superior officer-in-charge, Sergeant Owens, was a real tough guy. He and the rest of his charges had that look about them I just can’t resist. The look that makes my titties ache, and my little nub down under swell and moisten.

While the boys went through the obstacles and high/low ropes course, I was formulating a fucking plan.

Waiting at the top of that 230-foot-high rock wall, clad only in a wispy white dress, I was ready.

As I watched the soldiers climb the steep rock wall, my need for dick increased. The thin, translucent fabric of my dress kept fluttering up my bare thighs in the blustering wind, exposing my porcelain skin. The fact that I was stark naked underneath the dress was quite obvious to any man with working eyeballs.

And working ball sacs.

One by one, each soldier reached the top of the summit. In turn, I reached for the hem of my dress and tugged it over my bare pussy, glistening in the early morning sun. I wanted to reward our big, burly patriots–but they ended up rewarding ME!

Soldiers fuck hard, rough, and insatiably well. I’ve never had so much dick tapping my G-spot in sequence, but those guys knew just how to screw.

Last but not least was Sergeant Owens, cumming to assess his trainees’ potential. His eyes got real wide at the sight of the gang-banging, cock-sucking orgy before him, but the bulge in his pants was undeniable.

Those guys fucked me in every position, angle, and hole possible. I was so high in the sky, I thought I would fall each time my body rippled and shuddered in orgasmic pleasure.

That mountain was daunting to climb, but the high was euphoric, let me tell you. I’ll be back on Veteran’s Day to show my gratitude to any and every single–and married–soldier who’ll HAVE ME.

Would I have sex on top of a cliff again?

Sir, yes, sir!

*Giggle*