Tag: school girl phone sex

Daddy’s girl phone sex fantasy

Oh man! I had a REALLY hot call that I just had to share with all of my favorite dirty pervert fans!I am always the one being a nasty school girl or the cum addicted teen on my street, but this call was different. I got to be Daddy’s slutty girl. It was kinky and hot which got me wetter by the moment. He told me that he wanted me to be his little girl and that he caught me fingering my pussy. But it didn’t stop there, we also acted out that he came into my room right before I came and joined in. I was so turned on that it got me to say all kinds of dirty things like “Put your Daddy cock deep inside of me”, and also “I promise that if you give me your cum everyday, I will never tell Mommy”. It was so amazingly hot that it started to have me look at my own Daddy like that. Man, now I just got to figure out how to get my Daddy to play with me like that.

Hillary Fucks Girls

I’m what you’d call “experimental.” Hot babes shaking their tight, round, beautiful asses in my face? FUCK, my pussy starts dripping! Yeah, I like other girls. Let’s just cut to the chase–soft lips, panting breaths, toned thighs . . . it turns me on. There’s nothing better than having your very own personal bitch to play with. That’s how I started meeting other girls at BDSM meet-ups and dominating them. I love it when a lesbian or bisexual girl strips before me slowly, just how I like it. The sight of their precious sweet spots dangling over my face while they give me a face dance is too much to resist. I can tell them to get down on their knees and eat me out for hours, and they’ll do it. Their tits are pert and aching to be groped and squeezed by my needing little hands. I like to meet submissive girls who will do anything I say. I can’t wait to get a slave collar and leash for one of my submissives and watch the view of her ass wagging as she crawls on her knees to pleasure me. It’d be so hot if I could gag her while I chewed on her hot, sensitive clit gently. I want to hear them scream my name! HILLARY. God, it makes my pussy explode like a volcano of cum–every single time.

I’m Just Using You For Your Cock

Oh my God. Judgmental people get on my nerves. So apparently I’m supposed to feel bad because I like to spread myself around. Uhhhh, no. If I want to meet up with a guy, he had better fuck my against the wall, twisting his hands around my hair, and pounding into my pussy until it bursts a hot orgasmic explosion of cum all over his shaft. Those losers who want to go watch a movie without letting me jerk them off? NO THANKS. If you can’t indulge my public sex play needs, than I am better off without you. Like, geez, so maybe I like to walk into the boys’ locker room and sneak a little peek and their peckers once in awhile. Does that make me a slut? How about when bend over extra long at the drinking fountain because I can feel their eyes on my ass? All I want to do is get laid. If you can’t shove me down on the floor and tease me with your expert fingers while I wither beneath you, then the two of us just aren’t going to work out. I like fucking, not friendship.

School girl skirts bring the perverts to the yard!

Everyday I go to school with one thing on my mind. It is not to get good grade but to get some good dick. There is a method to how to catch the most horny perverts my school girl cunny craves. The key thing to remember to attract them is all in the way I dress myself. Yes, that is the answer … let me explain! Every morning when I get up for school, I spend a lot of time making myself the perfect eye candy to anyone that has a cock. Meaning I do my hair in pretty ribbon pig-tails and then put on cherry lip gloss to top it off with. Then I go to my closet to look at all of my school outfits that consist of mostly school plaid skirts and tiny dresses. But normally I pick out a plaid mini skirt that barely covers my cute, teen booty so that when I bend down to tie my dress shoes, all the pervys will have full view of my camel toe through my see through white panties. Then the shirt is see through and usually button down for easy access. With all this combined, it’s no wonder why I bring out the dirty thoughts in every guy’s cock! *Giggles* 

Don’t Be A Dick-Just Fuck Me

Guys can be really brutish and rough. When they’re trying to turn me on and get me in the mood to bang, they say stuff that would make most girls feel vulnerable and frail. Not me! I like it rough. Guys who treat me like a little fucktoy for them to tie up, tie down, and use and abuse for their own pleasure? I love that. Just the other day, a group of frat guys from the college down the street came down to visit me at the library. I shelve books for the community when I’m not sucking cocks and getting my dripping wet pussy pounded from behind. There were so many different guys, and I knew I was getting on my break soon. So you know what I did? I told them to meet me behind the erotica section, because there was something I wanted to show them. When I got there, they were waiting at a study table nearby, and I quickly pulled off my soaked-through panties and threw the scrap of material over at them. It hit one of the taller guys in the head, and he retaliated by grabbing me, shoving me on my knees, and getting the other frat guys lined up in a circle around me. They cornered me and whipped out their cocks, shoving them down my throat one at a time. When I’d sucked them off and their dicks were nice and slick, they bent me over the bookshelf and fucked each hole two at a time. I was screaming in pleasure SO loud, we almost got kicked out of the library. I love to get dick up my holes! Thanks guys, you really know how to help a hot, horny girl out!

Briona Loves Glory Holes!

It will be fun they said. And were they right. Its not a lot of things I go along with but when they said the dicks will emerge from the walls and they don’t have faces I had to be apart of it. I was a bit nervous at first but I quickly got over it once the dick appeared through the glory hole. My cunny took over and all of my inhibitions went out the window. Its amazing how a person can just be free and not even care what people are saying behind the double sided mirror. I walked right up to that penis, looked it square in the eye and gave it the best blow job I ever did. It was like a dildo, with feelings. From my mouth to my pussy it went and I gave it a good riding while I was on my hands and knees. For once I was in total control and doing all the work and it felt great. It was almost like I was fucking me. I moved like a pro on that dick and there was nothing anyone could tell me! The only thing much better than this not being a dildo was that creamy cum that squirted out. Covered me up and tasted so good. I could definitely do this again.

Lets Go To the Movies

 

We went and saw this new drama at the movie theater last night. I was wearing a pair of cut off jean shorts and a tank top that showed off my long legs and big size D tits. My man couldn’t keep his eyes off me. We got our tickets and went to the popcorn line where I rubbed his ass and pinched it. He gave me his dirty little smile he always gives me in bed. After dropping $20.50 for 2 sodas, a super size popcorn, and cherry twizzlers, we made our way to our seats. The previews were good, but half way through the movie we realized three things: 1. The writing was awful; 2. The lead actor was not right for the part; and 3. Hardly any action. I was flirting with a twizzler in my mouth, and playing with  my silky smooth tongue, when I said “I know how to make this flick better.” my man was like “nothing can make this flick better” he said. Then I unzipped his fly. “except that” he commented. I stroked his cock with my hand in even strokes until he was hard. He looked around but couldn’t see anyone looking over, so I went for it. I slipped my lips around his head and swirled my tongue around like I did with the twizzler. He moaned softly at first, ran his fingers through my hair as I began to move my head up and down his shaft. I could feel my blood racing through me, this was so hot and it really got me excited. I kept moving up and down his shaft stroking his massive cock as I went, I swirled my tongue on the way up to the top. “Oh don’t let up baby” he whispered, “oh no worries honey I can do this all night” I lustfully answered. I kept sucking him deep in to my throat until he said he was getting ready to shoot. I prepared for his load, and with in seconds he burst his cream into my mouth. I started chugging his ball milk as soon as it hit my smooth tongue letting him empty his cock in to my cum hungry mouth. When he was done I zipped him back up, and returned to my seat just as the house lights came up. I turned and saw this teen slut fixing her shorts and licking her fingers. I guess she gave our feature 5 stars.

 

I Like It Rough

I’m a tease! I’ll admit it. There’s nothing more thrilling than shaking my ass for the peanut gallery. I do have a large slew of admirers, and they like to admire me in some very kinky ways. ;) Just the other day, I was doing an erotic, sensual dance with my window blinds spread wide apart–not to mention my legs! I hoped that this would attract my darling neighbors like Mr. Caulfield, whose impressive endowment I am especially fond of. I saw it jiggling the other day while he was running past my house in those tight black spandex shorts. OHMYGAWD, just fuck me already, Mr. Caulfield! Anyway, I love to show off my goods. The other day, though, this one guy decided to show me what happens to girls who are cock teases. So the next day after my little dance by the window, I was walking home from my friend’s house, and this guy came out of nowhere! He shoved me down hard. My knees hit the pavement and I could feel the skin splitting. “Suck my cock, bitch!” The guy shrieked at me. He had a black knit ski mask pulled over his face to obscure his features. I knew right away that I was getting wet. I love rape fantasies! After all, I was a stupid whore and bent over to show off my body to anyone walking by. I even walk around by myself at night. That means I was asking for it, and boy did I get it! : D

The Preacher’s Son

Lately my Mom and Dad have been taking me to church so that I can be on the right path to heaven. I mean I can understand why they are doing this but little do they know that I am the biggest ho in school. So I have to say that going to church is not that bad, really. My family and I get up early to go to the donut, coffee shop to get some breakfast and then off to church to get our “Holy Moley” on. After church we meet up with the preacher and his family for lunch. The preacher has a son that is a little older than me and I aim to fuck him one day. Besides maybe that would help me be closer to the right path if I get involved with the preacher’s son. However, he has rejected me ever since I met him and told me that I am sinful and that he will pray for me. Well, just when I finally thought he was a prude with no dick, I get a text message from him say that he was going to hold a bible study at my house. So my parents went out while I got ready for our study group to come over. One Hour later, I get a knock on the door and it was the preacher’s son all by himself. I let him in and lead him into the living. As we sat there waiting, he told me that he wanted something to drink and as I got up to do so, he quickly grabbed me. Shocked and confessed, I instantly grabbed his cock through his pants and he started to kiss me while ripping off my clothes. Before you know it, I was on top of his cock and riding him deep inside of me. Talk about finding my heavenly path through the preacher’s son’s purely, hard cock.

Brainstorming At School (With Your Other Head)

I’ve been strategizing lately to get Mr. Collins naked. So far, he’s rebuked my assets at every turn . . . I can’t figure out what I’m doing wrong! I know he’s not gay; the way he salivates at my flawlessly exposed skin makes that clear enough. Then there’s my mid-morning glee when I realize that his eyes are scanning me, starting at the bottoms of my stilettos. His green eyes travel to my delicate ankles, over seamlessly porcelain skin, and up to the hem of the micro-mini skirt adoring my slender thighs. Of course, I can’t necessarily claim that I’ve been an angel myself. Oh no. I’ve been raising my eyebrows suggestively, bending over my desk to expose my cleavage, and uncrossing my legs in a very unladylike manner–all within Mr. Collins’s direct line of vision. After all, I sit front-row-center in his class. Mr. Collins’s desk is right across from mine. While my friends and I are taking tests, I find all sorts of naughty ways to get his attention. Yeah, I’m pretty good at Algebra now, but that’s not what I want Mr. Collins to teach me….

~~HotTeenieHillary