Archive for the ‘Erotic Story Telling’ Category

Phone Sex Fevers And Fantasies

I’ve been out sick for a few days and have been doing lots of sleeping.  Whenever I have a fever, my dreams are wilder and crazier than ever; the dream I had the other night was really wild!

I was on a kind of hammock and each corner was fastened around a naked person’s waist, like they were the four bedposts.  My wrists were restrained behind my head to the netting of the hammock.  My legs were spread apart and my feet were somehow attached to the two men at the bottom of the hammock, so my toes were resting on their cocks.  I was told to massage their dicks with my feet as other men and women took turns shoving things up my pussy; if I stopped massaging, I would be severely spanked and punished.  Sounds like a pretty hot fantasy, huh?

I’d love to hear some of your wild and nasty dreams… let’s act some of them out!

Sheyla

866-239-2972

http://www.teenbabesphonesex.com/sheyla.html

http://www.divinephonesex.com/sheyla.html

My Phone Sex Hunger

Some of you know how it is to be addicted to sex; you crave it at certain times of the day, sometimes you wake up and the hunger is already there.  But I’ll let you in on a little secret… I have an addiction too.

Sometimes I’m sitting at home or at work and it just hits me.  It could come from seeing a sexy man, smelling the slightest scent of cologne, or maybe just while watching a gory movie.  It starts as a little itch, then it builds into a fever… a hunger that needs to be fed, a thirst that needs to be quenched.  I try to concentrate on other things but I fail.  I need to go out and hunt.

Of course I have those at my beck and call who know what I want and will donate their “fluids” at a moment’s notice, but usually I like the chase, the taste of fresh meat as it were.  I want to see the look of shock and surprise on their faces as I show my fangs or, for those with a low pain tolerance, a shiny blade.  How quickly the look changes into one of ecstasy as I start to feed!

I’d explain more now, but I’m getting the urge again…

Call to step into the dark side with me.  I promise you won’t regret it.

Vamp Temptress Sheyla

866-239-2972

http://www.tlcphonesex.com/sheyla.html

http://www.divinephonesex.com/sheyla.html

Your Phone Sex Fantasy Vamp

You awake to find me standing at the foot of your bed, the curtains on your window fluttering in the night breeze and the smell of patchouli in the air.  You struggle to sit up but find yourself unable; it’s as if some invisible wires are holding you down.  I peel off my jet black blouse and let it drop to the floor; my breasts are almost spilling out of my strapless bra.  I reach up and squeeze them as you watch helplessly.

I unhook the bra, let it fall, and slip my pinkies through the gold rings hanging from my nipples.  You watch in fascination as I pull and twist them, knowing that it must hurt though I give no sign that it does.  Quite the opposite, in fact… my nipples are hardening so much that they seem to have a life of their own.

I hike my short leather skirt up around my waist and put one stocking-clad foot up on the bed next to your leg.  Your mouth falls open as I part my pussy lips and you watch my fingers disappear inside as I watch your erection throb between your legs.  I take my sticky fingers out and grab your cock like a vise as I crawl onto the bed.

Fuck my brains out,” I growl as I lower my hips onto your hardon

You wake up and look around, alone in your room.  Only the smell of patchouli remains.  Will I ever return?

Sheyla

866-239-2972

www.tlcphonesex.com/sheyla.html

www.divinephonesex.com/sheyla.html

I Left Him Bruised And Battered Phone Sex

I love it when new businessmen stay at the hotel where I work; they either think they can fuck me and it will lead into a long, fairy tale romance, or they’re a closet sissy who wants to be feminized.  More on the second type of guy another time…

Gary stayed at the hotel last week for the first time, and had been at the front desk almost every night trying to get me to go out with him.  That wouldn’t be a problem, but he gave off the “married guy who wants a long-term mistress” vibe.  As we all know, long-term is definitely not my thing, no matter if they’re married or not!

I finally let Gary wine and dine me Thursday night, as he was going home on Friday, then coming back the next week.   When we got back up to his room, he mistakenly made this comment during sex:  “You are such a fantastic fuck; keep all your nights off open for me.  I’m going to keep your pretty little ass busy for the next two months as long as you don’t send me home with any scratches, ha ha!”

I didn’t send him home with any scratches… I sent him home with bite marks, bruises, hickeys, and the imprint of my stilettos embedded in his ass… I wonder what his wife will say?  The picture of him hog tied that I slipped in his pocket will speak volumes…

Sheyla

866-239-2972

http://www.tlcphonesex.com/sheyla.html

http://www.sissyslutphonesex.com/sheyla.html

 

Three Sets Of Phonesex Fangs

I have some of my vampire friends in town this week and we’re training a fresh group of subs.  They’re very young and very willing to serve!

There’s a fine line between pleasure and pain, and we vamps cross it often.  My main lesson to this group is teaching the differences in pressure while sucking; who better to teach it, right?

I had two subs get on their knees and each took one of my breasts in their mouths.  I had them start with light tongue caressing and sucking, then moved up the pressure scale a notch every five minutes.  Little by little, I had them tighten their lips until I made them start rubbing their incisors against my hard nipples.  The “climax” of the lesson was when they bit down, grinding the tips of their fangs deep into my nipples.

Who’s got the third set of fangs, you may ask?  Me, of course!  Call to find out how and where I used mine on my best students…

Sheyla

866-239-2972

http://www.tlcphonesex.com/sheyla.html

http://www.teenphonesexcutie.com/sheyla.html

Thunderstorm Phone Sex

You come to me when the storm starts; taking my hand and guiding me through the dark room to the middle of the floor.  You lean in and give me a warm, passionate kiss before gently pushing me down into the chair.  I lift your shirt over your head and instead of doing that with mine, you take your time and undo each and every button, kissing down my chest as you expose more and more of me.

As my shirt comes off, your hands move to my waist and unzip my jeans, sliding them down my curvy hips as I raise my butt off the cushion.  The room is suddenly made bright by the flash of lightning and you catch a quick glimpse of my sheer panties.

You tell me to wrap my arms around your neck and you pick me up, carrying me through the house and out the back door into the pouring rain.  You lay me down on the slippery, wet grass and stand above me as I pull your jeans and underwear down.  You collapse on top of me, thrusting your entire shaft into me at once as the rain pummels your back and my fingernails drag across it…

Call and share the rest of the storm with me.

Soaking Wet Sheyla

866-239-2972

http://www.tlcphonesex.com/sheyla.html

http://www.teenphonesexcutie.com/sheyla.html