Hoplophilia Phone Sex — Cumming and Shooting Where was I in my storytelling of my hoplophilia? Oh yeah, I was finishing up in the bathroom and about to approach my weapons to give it a go. I take the walk up to the counter and place the headphones on, safety goggles on, and load my clip. At that moment, I stand myself ready, and I…
Obscure fetishes can be fun even if they are wicked and evil Part One Today I’m going to get a little weird. Some may even say a little twisted even but if you have a sick and perverted mind I think you will enjoy it. Obscure fetishes like this one are maybe not for everyone but why not take a little walk on the wild…
Telephone scatologia: Obscene Phone Calls Make Me Cum. Part Two Where were we, oh yes…. talking about telephone scatologia. And how obscene phone calls make me cum. Foul language, naughty vernacular, and harsh terms of endearment are hot! Let me tell you about when I let out my first solo squirt while at work at The Temple. I lay in bed just nervously awaiting the phone…
Telephone scatologia: Obscene Phone Calls Make Me Cum. Now that I work for the Temple I realize my upbringing and family life is sheltered. Thus, now I am learning so much about myself! See, I know the world outside of my home life was vast in comparison. While in university my eyes became wide open. At this moment, obscene language and cum are things I…
Popsicles sounded delicious. It was steaming hot outside in my backyard. I’d been tanning laying on the lounge chair and loved the feel of the sun beating down. Starting to feel sleepy I reached into the cooler and felt around until I found one buried in the ice. Ripping open the package with my teeth I enjoyed the music playing on my phone. Sliding it…
Feeling the popsicle leave a cold wet line down my navel I sighed in relief. Spreading my thighs apart I felt the heat of the sun on my most sensitive areas. Thinking of your tongue buried in it last night I and the warm heat I knew what I wanted to do next. Maybe my tender clit needed to be cooled down. Holding the popsicle…
There alone in the ambulance with my partner. Him pressed tight to me. I couldn’t believe I was begging him to take me. When his hands grabbed my pants and undid them I whimpered unable to hold it in. When he yanked them and my underwear down with them I let out a moan of anticipation. Fuck I didn’t care about being quiet the blizzard…
It was New Years Eve and the ambulance was parked in a vacant lot. The blizzard buried everything under freezing snow keeping everyone in their warm houses. This was my first week at this job and the boredom of this sleepy town was driving me crazy. I needed a distraction I was used to fast paced never ending being on the go. I wanted it…
Santa grabbed my hand as I slid it over his hard bulge straining against those red pants of his. “Come on please let me show you that sometimes naughty can be nice.” As I say this I press close to him my lips right below his, my tongue darting out to run over his lower lip, his beard tickling my face. “Oh River you should…
Santa I knew Santa was coming tonight. I also knew I was only going to get coal from him. This year I’ve been so bad. I was a very naughty girl and knew there was no way he didn’t notice and check twice. As the rest of the family went to bed I laid down right in front of the Christmas tree. Maybe, just maybe…
