Category: Party girl phone sex

GFE Experience with Tiffany

 

 

 

 

Here is a story that one of my lovers wrote me that I figured I would share with you guys being it is soooo hot!

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“We entered my apartment and hit the couch like two crazy lovers would. MY body was so sexy with a strippers curves, and some solid moves that I had showed him on the dance floor that night. Our lips met and our hands wandered all over each others. Then I simply asked the words, he was hoping to here ”will you take me to the bedroom and make love to me?”  She, didn’t have to tell me twice!  We were almost naked when we got to the bedroom kissing our way every step of the way. I was unlacing my shoes when I felt her kissing the back of my neck, and dragging her long fingernails up my chest. I threw my shoes and pants off and laid on my back as she slipped my growing hard cock into her mouth, and began to move her head up and down in a circular motion. My eyes closed as I felt her silky smooth tongue glide along my shaft up and down as she swirled it around my hardening dick. I whispered I’d love to sixty-nine with you, and then I opened my eyes to see her succulent pussy lowering itself unto my tongue. I licked her pretty pink lips at first up and down then went for her clit. Hearing her moan in approval i flicked at her clit, and sucked at it tasting her sweet love juices as she sucked me even harder while her fingers caressed my balls. Soon her lips were kissing and sucking them. I decided to thank her by running my tongue up to her ass and I started to lick around her rosebud.
After a few minutes of that she was ready to ride my hard cock. She spun around as if she was in mid air and straddled me, and picked up my hard meat, and guided my love stick into her wet, hot pussy. I mounted him and let out a sigh of pleasure, and began to ride his cock ever so gently. As I did I began to match each one of his strokes. Feeling myself tighten up around him I could  feel ecstasy as my  juices flowed down his shaft. Our bodies worked so well together. He rolled my body over and stared into my eyes as I began to and slip back into the magic that we had found minutes earlier. Within minutes I found that  we were moving together again. I moaned loud and came all over his erection, as I felt that tingle build in my body, and I felt the heat rise in his own body, as he seemed to cum again. The heat rising between us seemed to keep the pace up we had been  feeling before still going and still rising between us. A few minutes later her pussy tightened again as she arched her back and let out a long moan as she came. I felt my sperm race up my shaft and explode inside her. My cock still in her and our love juices mixing we both held each other and fell asleep.”

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!

Getting Ready

 

 

Hot phone sex. That is what I do to get ready to go out on the town. Have a hard orgasm and then hop in the shower and get ready. I trimmed my pubic hair and decided not to wear panties. What I will wear is a black teddy under my dress. I will have a black garter belt and black stockings as well. I decided to wear a short little black dress. I am getting ready to go to the club with some friends. I hope to find someone to bring home and fuck. If I don’t find anyone I know that one of my girlfriends will stay over and help me out. Sometimes I wonder which I like more, men or women? I love cock. I also love the feel of a man’s balls smacking against my skin as he fills my pussy with his cock. Then again I love titties. I love to grab a handful and roll her nipple around in my fingers. I also like when a woman cums in my mouth. Wait, I love when a man cums in my mouth too. Hmmm, maybe I just love cum. I don’t know. Well I am about to head out and see who I can get into! I will write again tomorrow and let you know who got to play in my pussy tonight :)

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?

Cast Out My Sin (With Your COCK)

I am IN LOVE.

During the Pancake Supper for our church’s Mens’ Group, I volunteered to help set the ovens and relieve long shifts.  Little did I know, I would later end up relieving a complete hottie of his dick’s load of sperm.

But the sight of nearly a hundred burly, muscular men whipping up pancake batter made me crazy. I had to take a deep breath and go to the chapel to pray.

Once there, I knelt down before the communion altar beseechingly.

“Why do I bend over in church?” I asked God. “I’m sordidly tempted to flash my bare, glistening pussy to the attractive men behind me–every single week.“

Perhaps sympathizing with my woes, God sent me the answer to all of my prayers.

His name is David, and just like the angel, he came down from Heaven to help fuck the sin right out of me.

I could have cried tears of joy, I was so happy; but instead, my face got wet in a different way.

I grasped David’s thick, throbbing cock in my little hand, teasing the tip with my titillating tongue.

Sucking the pre-cum from his rock-hard screwstick really thrust us closer together.

It wasn’t long before he bent me over that pew and rammed into my dripping wet pussy after all.

It felt like being exercised by a holy, divine guardian (with a British accent) and his Fuckrod of Sanctification.

He pounded me with that cock so hard I felt I would burst.

When he finally spilled his seed inside me, my ragged breaths of pleasure were so loud, I could barely hear.

The dozens and dozens of shocked male faces peering and gasping at us, however, were a little hard to miss.

Turns out, the HOLE Men’s Club had heard our moans and cum to watch!

The more the merrier, I say. I can’t wait to watch our little video on the church monitor this Sunday. It’ll be a blessing!!

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*