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eating a banana

Posted in Phone Sex, Phone Sex Milfs, Taboo Phone Sex  by anndenise
May 20th, 2009

I have been all but banned from eating a banana in front of any one in my family, especially the adults. I CAN and DO enjoy eating one, usually while reading a book or watching tv.

Now, you are probably wondering why.  Since I can remember, I have always eaten a banana th same way, a way I can reassure you, I get the most flavor from the fruit.

first i nibble the smallest ammount from the tip. then, methodically and carefully , I wiggle the pointed tip of my tongue in the middle to start the parting of the 3 sections of the sweet meat. now, you have to be careful not to go too far down or the sections break off. going down enough that i can slowly suck on each end, making it soft and almost dissolving the fruit on my tongue. I suck at each wedge, rotating around so they dissolve at the same rate and when I can no longer suck a slice, i wiggle my tongue in the middle of the fruit sepearting more of the sweet delicate sections.

eating a banana takes me roughly an hour to consume. I enjoy the aeroma, the flavor,and the textures.

the first texture is rough and grated, almost like the bottom side of a hot and hard cock. the next texture is soft, smoothe and wet, just like the head of a cock or that tiny opening at the head. as it begins to melt, it has the consistancy of cum and as it glides over my warm wet tongue, it thins, the same as thick cum gliding over my tongue.

i never chew my bananas, only a nibble, alot of licks and alot of sucking. no wonder I am so good at giving a blow job, hum?

call any time!!

Anndenise 866-353-3391

http://anndenise.phonesexkingdom.com

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A Tale of Two Panties

Posted in Phone Sex  by Nicole Burke
May 19th, 2009

It was early Sunday morning and I had just finished a very satisfying call with a favorite client. A certain pair of panties was an important part of the fun and at the end of the call he asked to buy them. Not a problem for me. After the call was done, I wenting looking in my dresser to find the pair that matched the description I gave my caller. Sure enough, there they were, sitting wrapped around a rose scented sachet, one pair of black g-string panties. Normally when I sell a pair of panties, its one I was actually wearing for the call. This call was spur of the moment though and I wasn’t going to waste my caller’s time while I searched the lingerie drawer for something appropriate. I was going to wear them for a little while and then send them out like normal until I realized how very much they smelled like roses. Sitting for a month bunched up with a rose scented sachet will do that, I guess. So I changed my mind and decided to wash them first.

Take one lingerie bag and throw the panties in the bag and the bag in the washer. Set the washer on cold/delicate, add 1 tablespoon full of “delicates” detergent, hit start and go back to bed. The end result in the morning should be a clean, mildly scented pair of sexy panties. It would have worked too, if fate hadn’t intervened in the form of my boyfriend.

A bit of background here: The boyfriend is papertrained, has a key, knows not to eat the last cookie from the cookie jar and doesn’t leave the bathroom seat up. Thus he has a standing invite to come over when he likes as long as he doesn’t knock on my office door when it is closed. (Sure sign that I am taking a call.) The only difference between this Sunday and any other day was that he showed up before 10 am and I was busy on a 30 minute call.

When he saw my door was closed he took care of the other reason he was here (besides to see me) and went to the basement with a duffel bag full of his work clothes. He glanced in the top of the washer, didn’t see the tiny white lingerie bag in the big white washer tub and proceeded to dump a huge pile of greasy dirty mechanics coveralls and tshirts in on top of it. He poured super strength detergent and a cup of bleach over the top. Then turning the washer to the heavy load, extra soak, extra rinse, hot water cycle hit the start button and went back upstairs.

If you guessed that sexy sleek black panties were now unravelling black panties with white pokadots, you guess correctly. I was completely stressed. I had promised to mail the panties first thing Monday morning and now I had to go buy, wash and wear a new pair that looked just like the old pair in under 24 hours.

Now, I am not without resources. The email chain went out moments later. “help, I need a pair of black, sleek looking g-string panties in size 6 and I need them now!” There were several frenzied trips to the malls in various parts of Iowa and Illonois by concerned camera phone and charge card wielding female friends. The appropriate panties were found and purchased while I got in my car and drove 45 minutes to a little town called Clinton.

The panties were washed and dried and I was wearing them when we went out dancing that night. When we got home way early Monday morning, I dropped them in an envelope, sealed them up for delivery and left the envelope on the table by the door so I wouldn’t forget it. Long story short…
I forgot it and drove the 45 minutes to get home. My friend called me later and said she mailed them for me. Thank goodness for girlfriends!

So, Danny, I hope that panties were worth it :)

Sierra ~ http://sierra.phonesexkingdom.com

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I love Daddy

Posted in Phone Sex  by Heaven
April 30th, 2009

I love playing Daddy’s girl.  Secretly it has been a fetish of mine for a while.  Different context at times.  Like the Babysitter - the Daddy takes me while the baby sleeps in another room.  Sometimes I like to pretend that I am a young girl and I am scolded for being such a slut.  Wearing tight clothes, flirting with my Dad’s friends.  Being cornered in the bathroom by them and letting them finger my pussy.  Other times I think of having a sleep over and we are giggling and playing under the covers.  Rubbing each others panties until my older brother catches us!!!!  I watch him make my friend suck his dick.  Furiously rubbing my clit until I cum on my fingers.  The thing about age play is it is all a “first time” experience.

Do you have a “first time” experience to share with me??? Or maybe play the idea out.  First time anal, oral, three some, cross dressing?????

You guys know I love to explore and no roleplay is turned away.

Heaven
Daddys Special Little Angel

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A rainy night

Posted in Phone Sex  by Nicole Burke
April 14th, 2009

Just testing so I can see something!

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How to Fuck - A Call Revisited

Posted in Phone Sex  by Jenny
April 11th, 2009

So, here I am all stretched out in the bed after a hot shower. Damp and horny. Ring ring………Hello Jenny? Steam still catching the cool air around me I sit up and begin finger combing my hair as I listen to G tell me how he saw me on Phone Sex Kingdom. Oh really? So have you done calls with any of the Kingdom girls before? G tells me how much he just adores Cindy. No prompting from me. She is one of a kind, sexy, sultry, southern and oh so pleasing on the eye. I actually feel my nipples get hard and I squeal into the phone. I just loooooooooooooove her. And I do. We have chemistry. I mention our blog and if he would like a two girl call. Yes!

G tells me he wants me to tell him how to fuck Cindy. Purring my way through all the ideas I direct G to close his eyes and to “see” Cindy in front of him. To reach deep to his cock and imagine the smoothness of her skin under his fingertips. The lace from her bra tickling his chest. To rub his cock some more. Squeezing it and thinking of Cindy’s long fingers encircling his prick. He whispers his little fantasy. Actually, he sighs that his fantasy is known only by Cindy and she should share. He wishes to get her pregnant.

I have him plunge his cock into her spread open legs. Stroking his cock that is throbbing rock hard by this time. He then reveals more secrets. As I lean over his back and keep whispering instructions on how fast, how hard, pull out, push back in. The knowing I am behind him, he spreads his ass cheeks. I never leave my mind without at least one good fat strap on. Mom always said “better to have it and not need it, then need it and not have it.” The invitation is clear.

As I guide my thick cock between his ass cheeks he pauses long enough to enjoy the feeling of being fucked. The ultimate filling between two hot pieces of toasty women. As I pump and fuck his ass, he bucks wildly into Cindy. Begging for more he explodes deep inside my girls cunt. His bucking orgasm pushes that strap on so violently against my clit I felt I had cum inside her too.

Do you ever fantasize? Come find me and share. I love to chat —
Jenny
888-273-2408

Jenny

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