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Masturbation phone sex horny enough to hump

I love to walk around my home naked. I do so because I love masturbation phone sex whenever the urge strikes. I am one of these types of women who just loves to always be prepared–so being naked allows me the freedom to drop wherever I am and masturbate. I’ve fucked myself with some crazy things over the years. Here lately, I’ve been into fucking rubbing my clit against my dining room chairs. I have long become to insensitive to hump pillows and the dining room chair is just firm enough to allow me the friction to get off hard.

I lower myself to one of the four corners of the chair. I make sure I put a towel down–I don’t want the chair smelling like pussy should I host a dinner party. I also don’t want my husband to smell it–he’d know what I was up to instantly since he knows all my intimate smells. I grab the back of the chair for support and squat so that my clit is right up against the corner. Then I grind. I start off slowly. I usually have a porn clip playing on my lap top while I do this. I enjoy masturbating to porn soley for the empathetic value–not so much the visual delights.

I try to work it up slowly. I follow the lead of the porn clip I am watching. I try to mimic the movements of the people I am watching. I usually start getting close within 5 min–believe it or not. I hear that is very quick for a woman–but of course this is me we’re talking about. When I cum it’s very hard and intense. I really enjoy continuing through the orgasm til the very last spasms have stopped.

So I want to hear your masturbation stories. What is your favorite masturbation technique? Do you use bizarre objects like I do? I want to hear from you–share stories–and of course masturbate with you as we engage in our masturbation phone sex session.

Masturbation phone sex stroke that thing for me!


For the love of all that is holy–stroke that thing for me!  Have masturbation phone sex with me and let me see you fondle that lovely hard cock of yours.  Having done calls with you for a few years off and on, I have seen and experienced the youth of your dick and it makes my pussy wet every time as my mind runs away with the masturbation phone sex fantasies we both enjoy.
Yesterday when we had masturbation phone sex I was amazed at how much HAIR you had on your chest.  It is a perfect blanket all over your lovely, toned pecks.  Oh, how I long to rub my face in that chest hair–soaking up your scent and feeling it tickled the soft skin of my face.  I imagine you taking those strong, capable hands and lifting my face up because I lose myself in this very simple pleasure.  You need more from me though, don’t you?
Yes, you do, you want to see my huge MILF phone sex tits.  My masturbation phone sex nipples are hard for you.  You take your young mouth and suck on each one–alternating until they are both like little pebbles between your lips.  I get so wet thinking about you feasting on my breasts as you stroke your uncut cock for me.
When the precum starts flowing and things pick up after I suck that delicious cock into my mouth a few times–I have to straddle that wonderful boner of yours and drive it in so deep.  I love thinking about how your strong fingers sink into the flesh of my masturbation phone sex ass.  Pumping and filling me full of young, available prick.  Nothing gets me off harder than a stiff, young cock up my very mature phone sex pussy.
When you’re in the mood for exhibitionism phone sex–I’m the lady to show off to.  I love watching you cum for me.
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Soleful masturbation phone sex obedience


Obedience.  It makes me happy.  Complying with my masturbation phone sex requests in a timely fashion pleases me.  There’s only one way to ensure complete and total obedience at any given time.  Make a man’s dick hard.  Make a man’s dick hard and you essentially own the man.  There are some dicks that are simple to get hard–and then there are those that take a little work.  Either way, I have become a master at arousing pricks the net over.  I have learned to harness my own sensual powers.
When I woke up this morning I was excited and horny to play with my foot fetish phone sex slave.  He also happens to be my spiritual and mental health coach–not really.  I just let him think that.  That is another cock-hardening masturbation phone sex technique that I employ to get compliance from my boys.  So I come to him needing help with some matter of my life. Maybe I’m pissed that my husband is asexual (this is true, sucks but it is) and I am not getting laid as often as I like.  Maybe I just want to bitch about the general state of the country–politics–you name.  I need his guidance or so he thinks.
And as we chew the fat on any number of topics I just lay in wait.  I let him get completely into his role before I bare my soles to him.  Yes, that’s right.  This masturbation phone sex addict is into my soles.  He’s into both of them, but my soles are what makes his dick hard.  This is how I control him.
As I wiggle my toes and he tries to stay on track I start to giggle as I note his mental difficulty.  He loses an fraction of concentration for each exposure to my delicious, perfect feet.  My high arch cradles the dildo and taunts him.  “I know you want to fuck me here.”  I mean why do I even come to this guy for help–it’s clear he’s just a MAN who, once exposed to his lust drug, cannot be a damn bit useful.
But yet he is useful to me–because eventually I get the satisfaction of seeing him lose masturbation phone sex control as he cums.  The relief washes over his face and his eyes relax.  Thank you counselor for sitting in your truck today and allowing me to take complete and utter advantage of your feet cleaning phone sex addicted dick!
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Masturbation phone sex escort impregnation


Pity when a friend gets sick, but in my line of work a sick friend can translate to major bucks.  Times being tight I gladly accepted the masturbation phone sex date that my fellow escort friend could not keep.  Her youth distorts her thinking–sometimes she parties a little too hard.  Me, I’m more seasoned.  I stopped partying years ago.  Keeping a level head is crucial in my line of work as a phone sex escort lest you encounter someone with poor personal hygiene.
And there were a few of her bookings that I rejected on the basis that I felt they might be a little on the ripe side.  The last one, however, was circled in red and a small V written next to his name.  Phone sex virgins are always attractive to me.  They are D&D free so I can offer them a bonus if they want to go hatless.  Most of them don’t require or even want any greek phone sex.  It’s all good–easy peasy.
When I arrived though it became immediately clear to me that my friend had not told her masturbation phone sex date of the change. I guess the bulging eyes and surprise at my bodily contrast in comparison to her did it.  He thought I’d made a mistake, but I explained to him that Tabby had fallen ill and sent me to care for him in her place.
The kid’s eyes fell to my breasts immediately making him easy fodder for me.  The particulars were taken care of and I told him I had to go over a few rules–asking him to verify his masturbation phone sex status as CHERRY.
Embarrassed at 19 to be a virgin he quickly confirmed this, but quickly added he’d fingered a girl or two.  Giggling I took his money and then came in close–lips nearly touching.  The kid almost passed out as I breathed my strict line against kissing on the mouth.  All other body areas–fair game to nibbling, licking, and sucking.  I pushed him back on the sofa.
And so I began a delicate strip tease revealing to him all at the same that older masturbation phone sex escorts are really better suited for the virgin connoisseur.  The pussy is more mature–easier to enter.  I fingered myself for him and licked my finger clean
Little came out of his mouth except for the word “fuck” the first several minutes.  By the time I sucked on his dick without a hat–something he gladly paid me $50 extra for–he was fairly comfortable with the idea of fucking my hot pussy.  I laid back masturbating myself telling him it was wet as he tore open the condom.  I held out my hand, $150 bucks and you get wet in the rain baby.  He took me up on the offer.
I didn’t tell him until he spurting his masturbation phone sex seed inside me that I had taken an ovulation test earlier in the day.  I whispered into his ear as he started to spurt how wonderful it will be to see how he handles impregnation phone sex with a very devious mature phone sex escort.  I stopped worrying about Tabby hours ago–having drugged her she must be waking wondering what the hell hit her.
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Sole Saving Masturbation Phone Sex


I don’t usually seek the services of woman when it comes down to it–for anything.  I prefer my hair to be done by a man–my nails too.  It isn’t that I don’t think women can do me right–I know they can.  It’s just that I’m always looking for opportunities to indulge in masturbation phone sex.  I prefer men (not that I haven’t tried or would do a woman again).  I prefer hard, passionate cock in this mature phone sex pussy.
I am also in therapy–it’s ongoing.  I’ve been in therapy for a variety of mental “hiccups” but never for this desire for masturbation phone sex, cumming or getting off to the general filth that people desire.  Recently, I switched therapists.  I thought a more spiritually based counselor might be able to help me figure out how to achieve peace with the fact that I am addicted to sex.
But there is a more sinister phone sex plan at play with this whole idea of working some spirituality into my life.  The clergy to me represents a conquest–the ultimate in sexual repressors these ‘minions of God’ have demons in their semen too.  So, as an experiment I started to flirt with my current counselor and found that if I pour my legs into the right open toed shoes–if I slowly remove the shoe and expose my sole (as opposed to my soul) I can get something for nothing–free help in exchange for total submission.
I have to admit watching the change that comes over my counselor as the power switches into the bottoms of my feet makes my pussy weep for him.  Sometimes I imagine as he is cleaning my soles with his tongue–and I am chastising him for not paying attention to me and my problems I finger my pussy and paint my toenails with it…hmmm Love making him clean that up and since I constantly get paid to have him do this for me I think I’ll stick with this counselor for awhile.  Although I imagine our masturbation phone sex souls aren’t really getting any cleaning–my soles are white as snow!

This masturbation phone sex blog post is written by Meredith.
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Masturbation phone sex and exhibitionism

The exhibitionist in me loves masturbating with my clients.  I am often asked about my favorite fantasies and specific sex positions.  I often have a hard time answering this question and this caused me to ponder and meditate on my enigmatic approach to masturbation phone sex.  I, then, figured it out.  I enjoyed putting on the show your ears loves to hear.  Fetishists call this a form of exhibitionist phone sex–I agree–I get off on showing off for your listening pleasure.
And it isn’t that I want to be visually beheld–I love the way I sound when I cum.  I did a call over the weekend (ended up being a very long call) with a gentleman whose interest in hearing me masturbate exceeded my greatest hopes.  We talked about girl on girl porn (something my regulars KNOW I crave) and then we started sharing clips.  Before long and with this man’s encouragement I began to masturbate and talk about the delicious sex acts we watched together.
And it wasn’t just about watching the actions (although visually they stimulate me very much).  The sounds of the girls cumming into each other’s mouths and pussies left me completely speechless and in tireless need of one orgasm after another.  I guess this man tapped into some special vein that turned our masturbation phone sex call into a mutiple Meredith cunt creaming fest.
And the things that escaped from my lips!  The filth and the unadulterated and uncensored dirty talk about cocks in my ass and cum in my hair–holy shit.  I squeezed out another one just spewing the words from my mouth for him.
And then we talked about me shopping at the sex toy store–and how he’d like to buy me a special dildo for me to use when I am on my masturbation phone sex calls with him.  I loved the idea and so I took him up on it.
It wasn’t the man’s fantasy that turned me on so much as his desire to have me parade my orgasming pussy into his ear and hear my dirty talk flow as freely as normal speech.  Masturbation phone sex has never been so wet for me!
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Masturbation phone sex at work–been there done that

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Let’s have a topic for masturbation phone sex today.  I slid some ben-wa balls inside my cunt and went to work.  This was back in the late 90’s when I worked for a newspaper.  I loved working in an office, but I was always bored with the lack of stimulation.  My wearing maturbation phone sex aids in my snatch was a way to up the ante for me.  I would count the number of orgasms I’d have while selling ads or helping to edit articles.  The would enter into the double digits.
I would love to say that the lolling of loose and wayward balls inside my pussy was enough to sate me, but it clearly never was.  The ben-wa balls only held my lusts at bay.  I still needed to have real cock to satisfy them and it wasn’t really enough that I was married.  I tired and bored of the sex with my first husband within the first 6 mos of our marriage.  I am sure it doesn’t surprise a single one of you to read that.
Anyway, I started testing the waters at the top of the office food chain.  The publisher was an overweight, glasses-wearing, self aggrandized attention whore.  Yes, that’s right.  I smelled it on him within the first weeks of employ but I needed to wait to have a little more clout than a mere secretary.
Once I moved up the ranks a bit I had the distinct pleasure of private meetings in his office.  I would follow up these meetings with spicy emails that were hinting at sex.  He shared with me that his wife didn’t fuck him anymore.  Well he couldn’t have held the door open wide enough for the likes of this sex-crazed office manager.
I poured it on thick after that.  You know, for women it is never about looks.  For a man this is incredibly hard to grasp.  In order to understand truly how to please a woman though you must embrace that for us it is NEVER about how you look.  It is about what you can do for us.  Can you give us financial comfort?  Can you shower upon us attention and make us feel beautiful?  Because if you can grasp that you will hold the key to unlock any pussy that cock of yours might want to fuck–including mine.
Anyway, as I had indicated the object of my sexual attention was on a man who was seriously overweight.  But his drive to take care of me being what it was–I found it very easy to slide his dick into my mouth for the first time right there behind his locked office door.  Subsequently, I found it increasingly pleasing to ride his cock–which was quite large because he was a tall man.  It filled me up quite nicely–and I moved up the ladder further as a result.
There were times he’d caught me masturbating in my office and would get between my legs–him beneath me for a few minutes.  This was thrilling to me.  Seeing such a powerful man succumbing to the weakness shared by all men.  The idea of this made me cum hard–his tongue was just the delivery device.
When you have masturbation phone sex with me you will instantly find that you are in that same position of weakness–of needing to cum and shoot your cock for my needy pussy.  Make no mistake, it doesn’t matter one bit to me how you look–can you make me cum?  Can you feed my greed for power and lust the way my cunt needs it to be filled?
And this all started for me the day I decided to wear masturbation phone sex toys inside my pussy and go to work.  It soon followed that I started doing this job that I love so much.
I gave up mainstream employment to have masturbation phone sex with strangers and get paid for it.  This is the type of woman you’re calling.  Isn’t that a refreshing bit of honesty to stroke your cock to?

Masturbation phone sex freedom from society’s rules

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Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But, it’s usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move. We cripple ourselves with lies.

–Jim Morrison

In a service alley tucked between two dumpsters I sucked my first masturbation phone sex cock.  I was sixteen years old.  The man I was sucking was a teacher–but not in the traditional sense.  He had picked up on the cues I wasn’t aware I was giving–the way I tilted my head this way and that.  He just knew that I was an easy target.  He filled my mouth with his rightness as my lips, tongue and throat confirmed his assumption.  It was a tasty treat.  One that left me masturbating later in the evening.

Despite being told that good girls don’t, I felt like good girls should, so I did.  I spent my entire adolescent in search of and acquiring cocks in my oral repertoire.  I became good at sucking cock.  So good in fact that I could suck a guy off in two minutes if I was bored or tired–most of the time I enjoyed the sensation between my lips though so I would usually take my time.

By the time I hit college though life became hectic.  I gave up my pursuit of the penis for the study of psychology.  My thirst for understanding my affliction was paramount to anything else in my life at the time.  I tried to deny my needs and desires.  I lied about the number lovers I’d had.  The shear volume of semen that I had swallowed by that time was enormous–and slutty.  Denial is a wonderful thing.  Society tells a girl it is a bad thing to be a cock sucker.

Sweeping this under the rug, however, became harder and harder.  I would find myself staring at random crotches and wondering about the organ behind the fly.  I would go home and fantasize.  I would masturbate with a dildo in my mouth.  You see, my body embraced what my mind could not.  In reality I needed that dick in my mouth.  I craved the taste of cock and the briny flow of semen out of a horny man’s dick hole.  My pussy didn’t lie to me about this.  My pussy accepted this, but I couldn’t.

Until now–it’s all I think about some days.  Being honest about my cock sucking phone sex addiction leads to the freedom of expression.  Masturbate with me tonight.  The hottest, wettest masturbation phone sex cock suck lies at the other end of the phone.

Help my mouth express itself with a call to me tonight.

This Masturbation phone sex blog post is written by Meredith.
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That special masturbation phone sex touch

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I want to cheat on my husband.  That is a fact.  My heart is full of the desire to seek out the hedonistic pleasure of using and being used.  I masturbate often.  I usually masturbate upon awakening with the thought of a certain someone–a certain delicious phone sex member in my ever needing cunt.
And of course this desire to cheat on my husband translates over into the passion I am able to bring to my masturbation phone sex calls.  When I attach my lusts to you–then you become part of my inner circle.  At one time or another over the course of time as it moves forward I will undeniably touch my aching pussy to a memory of a call that I’ve shared with one of you.
When I explain to a man that I am into him and that he is special I mean exactly that.  My desire for my caller makes me want to please him–to go that extra mile.  I smile both in my heart and with shear wetness between the legs when I know a guy is as into me as I am into him.
I know that for pay to play phone sex that is unique.  It’s the unique touch that I bring to this table.  When you seek a real masturbation phone sex friend–one you can play out those dark fantasies or one who not only says the right things–but does them too–then you know you’ve found a home in my stable.
I’ve been so grateful  in the last week since my re-instatement.  I have heard from so many guys who missed me–I was surprised to hear how much.  My commitment to them and to any new caller is that with me your masturbation phone sex fantasy is safe, acceptable and I will deliver on it with a passion and authenticity hard to find in this industry.
So in essence, with all of you my fantasy of cheating phone sex on my husband has come true in a way.  I get to cheat multiple times every day–and as a woman who has a high need for sexual pleasure I believe that I am right where I’m supposed to be.
Are you?  Don’t you think it is time that you found that phone sex connection you’ve been missing?

This Phone Pleasers blog post is written by Meredith.
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A willing masturbation phone sex victim

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It is much safer for me to put the focus on your sexual urges than it is for me to put words to my own.  I sit here and replay the clip over and over that has my pussy weeping into my panties.  I wish the phone was busy, but it isn’t.  The person who is the lucky recipient of all of this sexual frustration is yet to be determined.  Such is life as a masturbation phone sex artist.

And I just hit play again.  There he is.  The object of my new obsession–and I have had many over the years.  My new mind toy and favorite go-to fantasy phone sex fuck.  He’s wearing a dark green shirt and an butcher’s apron.  He’s holding a knife.  There’s a girl fixed to his table, plastic covers her breasts, upper thighs and her feet.  Seeing here there I see me, and my hand drops into the front panel of my phone sex panties.

He’s in her face now.  Looking down at her with determination.  Staring into her eyes, her mouth taped shut, he lets her know that she is there to fill a void.  His emptiness drives him and keeps him awake at night.  He leans in, his mouth is millimeters from hers as she tells him to go ahead, that it’s ok.  I give this permission every time you call me for phone sex–go ahead do what you gotta do to get yourself off and please let me enjoy myself too.

And then raising the knife in the posture of killing he changes tack and slices the plastic off.  She sits us.  Her ample breasts swinging and she says his name.  She says his name and then they are kissing.  I love saying your name–you know who you are.

First one kiss, then two kisses, then engulfment as the knife is cast aside and another one is put in its place.  This knife, made of pure flesh of man slices into her between her legs.  It is a fast and swift entry, her legs are spread.  His hands are open, palms out as they fuck–he’s trembling.  He’s trembling because his void has been filled another way.

And that leaves her.  She is his breathless victim.  As he concentrates on his pumping she is on him now and holds the knife to his throat.  “Is this what you like to do?”  She taunts him as her hips grind on his erection.  Her perfect ass cups his balls as they climax.

And they collapse.  Both are victims are they not?  Victims of a basic human instinct–the drive to fuck.  We are also victims of the same instinct.  Our beings possess the same void that cries for fulfillment.  We spend copious amounts of time stalking our prey, but we find ourselves completely and utterly consumed with filling this emptiness over and over again.  For me, your desire to consume me–to put me on that table and make me your victim for yet a moment in time–that’s what my mutual masturbation phone sex desire is at the moment.

What fills the emptiness inside you?  Notice that I have made an assumption–that you have an emptiness and it needs to be filled.  I am guessing that if you are reading this masturbation phone sex  blog then I am correct about you.  I am also carrying an image of you in that green apron holding your fleshy knife in your hand and making me believe that there is nothing I can do to stop you from plunging it deep in my cunt.

This Phone Pleasers blog post is written by Meredith.
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