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Things are going great.
I had a call a couple days ago from the club I used to dance for. It seems their new stock of girls had no flair to their pole-dance routines. The club asked that I come teach the new stable a few of my old tricks, and in return I would be allowed to dance a few numbers during prime-time.
During practice, while teaching the girls, there was one beauty, Tiffany, that really grabbed my attention. Her long, blonde hair and even longer tanned legs made her a mirror image of me. I picked her out to practice a two-girl pole routine I had chosen for my prime-time act. As we practiced our routine, I just kept getting hotter … Tiffany sliding down the pole upside-down, her long legs spread, and her sweet pussy just inches from my face.
Right before heading out onto stage the night of our prime-time debut, Tiffany brushed up close to my ear, and whispered “I’m so nervous – it’s almost like we’re having sex in front of these guys!” Well, that got my juices flowing, and once we did go onstage, there was so much sexual tension you could almost taste it. The sparks between Tiffany and me were flying almost as fast as the $5 bills. The guests had more wood than the building itself.
If you want to hear what went on after the show, just give me a call …

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Hello out there! This is Jan, and I am here to have a good time. I’ve always had a strong sex drive, and now that I’m alone I figured I could work as a Phone Sex Operator,so I decided to give it a shot.  I am not inexperienced at all.  I love sex, and the kinkier the better.
I’d love to explore all the hidden desires within you. Let me be the one you call when you are feeling really naughty.  You can tell me anything, and I promise to keep your secret.
Maybe your fantasy is cheating with the hot sexy neighbor next door, your mother-in-law, or maybe the horny old office secretary your boss keeps around.  I get wet just thinking about all the possibilities.  Call me … let’s share some of those fantasies together.
Pick up the phone and give me a call so we can have some one-on-one fun! Don’t forget to have your credit card information so we don’t waste any time!

1.888.689.3824, ask for JAN
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I tried some extreme humliiation at a play party last night.  I think I may have found a new favorite kink!!  Frankie was my Dom last night, and it’s been a while since he’s played that role with me, I’ve missed it.  Anyway, Frank had me dressed to the Nines, in black stockings, black garters, crotchless black panties, and a short slinky black cocktail dress and my silver heeled black manolo blahnik pumps….  and of course a diamond collar.  Frank is high class all the way you see, and when he features me on his arm I am sparkling and expensive as his latest sports car.  So we enter the party and tells me that I am going to be the center of attention.  There were many stunning types there already so I wondered how he intended to make little ol’ me hope to stand out.  Suddenly he orders me to get down in the middle of the room on all fours.  I couldn’t believe he was serious, but the rules of the game are always that i MUST do as he says, no matter what, unless I’m so uncomfortable I can use my safe word.    I was mortified for sure, there must have been 30 or 40 people there already, but it wasn’t anything I didn’t think I could handle.  So I got down on all fours as he commanded and waited.

I had noticed that Frank had brought a post-it pad with him when we left the car and I had no idea what for.  But I soon learned he intended to make me a human message board.  Frank yanked my dress up to reveal my exposed ass and crotchless cunt.  then out of the corner of my eye it looked like he was writing something, and I felt him placing a post-it note on my back.  Then he came around to the front of me, still kneeling motionless in the middle of a gathering crowd of onlookers… and i feel him placing a post-it note on my forehead. 

“Don’t You dare move.”  He barked at me.

“What does it say, Frank??”  I asked timidly.

“You’ll find out soon enough. Don’t you dare fucking move, Carol. Not til I tell you you can move.”

By now nearly the whole room had gathered to watch me in my humliation… laughing and pointing.  “Awwww… poor little fucktoy”  I heard someone say.   “Cum guzzler” said another, as they read the increasing number of post it notes Frank was leaving on m y person… my back, my thighs, my arms… even the top of my head.  I felt my face flushing with embarrassment but I was determined not to move.

Then Frankie announced to the crowd.. “This fucktoy is open for business, fellas.  Enjoy.”

And before I knew it I was surrounded by cock, full of cock, cock sliding into my mouth, cock in my cunt and my ass… cock from every angle.. while random hands pinched my nipples and smacked my swaying breasts and fingers probed my mouth and pulled my hair.  I was a cum guzzling fucktoy and I loved it!!!  And just when I didnt think I could take anymore cock, I was being slowly surrounded in layers and layers of cum… on my face, in my hair, in my mouth, drenching my face….   Frankie saved his own load for last which I swallowed every last drop of, to wild applause from the group.   Afterwards people in the group were saying “Wow Carol I had no idea you had it in you…”  to which I could only laugh and respond “I had no idea I was going to have that much in me tonight, that’s for sure!”  What a wild hot time!  But believe it or not it didn’t quite satisfy me.  I always want more.  *sigh*.. a sex fiend’s work is never done!

CAROL 1 888 252 5839

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Hi boys, it’s Roxy here. Some of you older boys might remember me still from back when I danced poles at the clubs. Those were the days. I loved the undivided attention I was getting.
Well, I’m retired now (at least from the clubs), but I still love that attention.
Give me a chance to perform for you, give me a call.

ROXY
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After a hot day, I decided to go down to the pool for a cool dip. I put on my smallest bikini and headed down there right around sundown when I noticed one other person already there. This guy looked like a California surfer … tanned, shoulder-length blond hair, piercing blue eyes … you get the picture. I started in on some small chit-chat since I hadn’t seen him around before. My main interests were 1) was he old enough, and 2) did he live in the housing complex (I have a definite policy of NOT having sex with anyone that lives too close).
As it turned out, he WAS old enough (barely), and was staying with his brother for the weekend while a friend of his from high school was getting married. That was all it took. I steered him into a corner in the shallow end, and while he was busy trying to answer a retorical question from me, I went underwater, slid his swimsuit down to his knees, and started sucking his cock. When I came up for air, he ran his hands down my shoulders, sliding my bikini top down to my ass and pulled my bottoms down as well. I quickly removed my bikini while he shook off his swimsuit, then we wrapped around each other and started exploring all the positions we could think of in a pool.
By the time we stopped for a breather, the crescent moon was clearly visible above the horizon, and the sight of how big and close it looked started us in on another wave of poolside exploration.
I headed home even sweatrier than when I first went to the pool … but feeling alot more satisfied.

Ellen at
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Do you have that fantasy in your darkest secrets that you’ve never shared with anyone?
Maybe it’s your mom catching you stroking your cock, you walking in on your grandma in the shower, the thrill of wet training pants sloshing against your balls, or some other memory from your childhood still lingering in your mind. Maybe it’s your neighbor who you sneak peeks on late at night, someone at work, or a complete stranger you meet on a bus.
Share that fantasy with me, and I will make it come alive for you … and no one else will ever know. It will be a secret shared by the two of us, one that we can relive anytime you wish.
Just give me a call …
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Okay, I have officially reached my sexual awakening. I want to try anything that has to do with sex.
I challenge anyone reading this to try to shock me with their stories or ideas. I’m ready to sling dirty diapers, give (or take) golden showers. I want to use a strap-on or a vibrator (maybe both!).
Let me fuck, suck, blow, jack, or just run around the house naked for you. I want to feel your skin on mine. Stimulate me, body and mind.

I’m waiting for your call …
Jan 1-888-869-6198

My daughter and I recently had a night out together … just the two of us. Her husband watched my grandkids, and we headed out to a nice restaurant that she had picked out.
My daughter filled me in on how the grandkids were doing, then started up her blah-blah-blah about her ho-hum life when I noticed one young waiter eyeing me. I nodded him toward the restrooms, then made my excuses to my unsuspecting daughter.
Going back to the restrooms, I grabbed this young stud into the mens’ room and started kissing him and ripping his clothes off as soon as we were inside.
Once inside a stall, I tore off the rest of his clothes and started sucking on that viril young cock of his. In no time at all he was spewing his load down my throat and all over my face … it seemed like he would never stop cumming.
After freshening up a bit at the mirror, I went back out to join my daughter. Overall, I would have to say that restaurant served a very satisfying cuisine.

Ellen

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I’m quickly running out of exotic places to have sex.  In the past month I’ve had sex in a coffee house bathroom, an elevator, two different taxis, and most recently the roof of an abandoned schoolhouse building overlooking a church.  It was so wicked and so wrong, but oh so hot.  And you’d better believe i’d do it again.  Surprisingly, as hot as it was, that was not my most interesting escapade of the month.

That would be the second taxi ride, the one home from the swinger’s party Frank and I attended.  Action there was fairly slow but we did manage to make a new friend.  Bill.  6’2 grey and balding but smoldering blue eyes  and a LONG agile tongue and even longer fingers.    I’ll never forget the driver’s look of surprise as he watched in the rearview mirror as Frank and Bill caressed my breasts through my blouse while I sat between them, rubbing their crotches.  The way he began to swerve dangerously from lane to lane as their fingers opened my blouse and freed my breasts as I tongue kissed one man, and then the other, as they took turns ravishing my nipples and fingering my clit under my skirt.   Finally we came to a ull stop at a redlight and I locked eyes with our cab driver, a slender ukranian accented fellow in his late 30′s or so.  I loved the look of helpless desire in his eyes, as he watched the scene unfold in the backseat.   I thought for sure he would pull the car over once Frank and Bill took turns fingering me and feeding me my own cum, but he drove us determinedly all the way back to my house. 

By then I was busy devouring both cocks, jerking Frank feverishly in one hand while I leaned over to swallow Bill’s raging member, switching back and forth.  Suddenly I realized we were in the driveway and the cab was no longer idling.  I tore my mouth away from Frank’s and Bill’s cocks long enough to ask the driver what was next.

“Don’t worry, guys, the meter is no longer running…” He croaked in his accent. I noticed he had freed his cock from his pants and was pumping it furiously…. I looked over at Frank in that knowing way, the way we do when we already know the question and the answer. 

“Why don’t you come inside, driver… I’d like to give you a more generous tip…” I crooned…

That wasn’t my first gangbang, but it certainly was my first spontaneous one.  Each man took turns filling up all my holes, and tasting my juices that flowed like a faucet from between my legs.   

Oops!  I could go on and on about that night, but it is late, and retelling this story has made me all wet again and dear Frankie is waiting for me, ever so near in bed, naked, and sweetly dozing…  his cock swelling and lolling about his hips like a lazy dog.  I must feel him inside of me now… if you hurry you can catch us in the act. Lately I’ve been into answering the phone and doing calls while Frank parts my pussy with his tongue, his fingers, his magnificent cock and his tongue…. call now while his supply lasts!

CAROL  1-888-252-5839

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Memorial Day picnic in the Park …
WOW, I still can’t get over it.
Anyway, I go to the park for our little family picnic … you know, visit with the grandkids and all that. Everything’s going normal (“blah, blah, blah … too much make-up, mom … blah, blah, blah”) when we notice that the grandkids are wandering a bit TOO far off. I go chasing after them (anything to get away from the “too much make-up” lecture), and find out they’re playing with a dog belonging to another family that’s having a picnic in the park.
Good thing about this family is that instead of dragging along grandma, they dragged along grandpa … and grandpa was looking goood. He had that Charles Durning thing going for him … a bit chunky, but great sense of humor and a charming laugh.
I suggest we make it a big picnic and mix our two families together, and ‘Charles’ backs me up on this. We end up getting our way, of course, so after a little shuffling things around, there we are with a bunch of kids playing frisbee with the dog, and four parents doing their usual getting aquainted talk. This left time for ‘Charles’ and I to do a little getting aquainted ourselves. We set off for a walk in the park, and once we got out of sight from the noisy families, we ducked behind some bushes … WHOOPS … there was a couple already there, completely naked and very involved. Despite my desire to have some fun with them, ‘Charles’ convinced me to quietly leave them unbothered, and we snuck back onto the main path.
Laughing and talking about the couple kept our minds focused that direction until finally (it seemed) we came across another good spot. This time we were the only ones, and we found a nice out-of-the-way area well back from the path. Real comfortable on the butt, too, I noticed as I sat down.
It didn’t take us long to start stripping down to our birthday suits while groping and fondling each other, and soon we were making out like that young couple we had snuck up on. Just when things were getting interesting, though, another couple starts making their way into OUR bushes. We got real still, and watched while they settled on a place not as far back as us … they hadn’t even seen us.
From our vantage point, we could watch them start kissing and undressing. ‘Charles’ was watching them very intently, so I decided to have some fun with him. While he watched the young couple making out, I started giving him a blowjob. This rocked his world … naked out in the open, with another naked couple only a few feet away, and getting his stick sucked like there was no tomorrow all at the same time. Only problem here was that I wasn’t getting attention. I grabbed a free hand of his and brought it down between my legs. He caught on, and started working his fingers in time with the grunts and moans coming from the young couple. That couple didn’t last long, and as soon as the boy blew his load, he was getting dressed to leave. No sooner had they left, though, than another couple wandered in to the same spot.
It seemed to go on like this for hours, us sitting there naked enjoying couple after couple making out a few feet away. When we finally got out of there and made it back to the families, they had started getting worried about us. We just grinned and said “Don’t you know us older folk can take care of ourselves?” while picking a little twig out of my hair.
Anyway … it sure gave new meaning to the term “memorial day” for ‘Charles’ and me … that day was definitely memorable.

Roxy at             1-888-379-5442

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