Mmm, baby… can I tell you about one of my absolute favorite JOI phone sex calls? I’ve been thinking about it all day. His name is B., and honestly? He’s just so much fun to play with. There’s something about the way he talks to me—he’s got this incredibly sexy little accent, all smooth and sultry, with a deliciously kinky streak that I can’t get enough of. Now, B. loves to open up to me, especially about his very naughty wife. He says she’s an absolute cum-hungry slut—and I say that with nothing but love. She’s wild, insatiable, and utterly unapologetic about it. According to him, there’s just no way he could ever satisfy her on his own, so she takes what she needs… from as many cocks as she wants. And the best part? He loves it.
Sometimes, he tells me how she records herself getting absolutely ruined—cock after cock, hole after hole. Mmm, just imagine that… her mouth, her pussy, her ass, all getting filled one after the other while he strokes his cock to the sound of my voice, painting the scene together. I always wonder how hard he cums when he actually watches those videos. Probably fast. Probably messy. But my favorite part is when he describes what happens after. He waits patiently, so obedient until his cum-drenched goddess comes home. And then? She spreads her thighs for him—legs open, wet and dripping—and he dives in. Licking. Worshiping. Cleaning every last drop of cum from her used little cunt like it’s the sweetest treat in the world.
I once asked him if he could taste the difference… you know, between all those other men. And with this breathless little groan, he told me yes. He loved it. Said sometimes the cum is thick and bitter, like black coffee. Other times, it’s oddly sweet—like pineapple juice. But always warm. Always creamy. Always messy. God, that made my pussy throb just hearing him say it. And here’s the kicker: she never even touches his cock. Nope. When does he need relief? He calls me. He listens to me purr into the phone about how I’d guide his hand, how I’d stroke him slowly while he’s face-deep in her messy pussy, tongue swirling, licking her clean while I whisper in his ear exactly how to touch himself. So, if you’re into JOI phone sex—if you want something intimate, filthy, and oh-so-utterly tailored just for you—why don’t you give me a call? I’ve got plenty of fantasies to share… and maybe yours will become my next favorite story to tell.
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