Phone Sex Halloween Fuck Fest. All Are WelCUM!
First of all, to have a Phone Sex Halloween Fuck Fest, (you do have one of those, don’t you, Sweetie?) you have to have a curiosity that you have never shared with anyone, ever. Now that we’ve got that out of the way, let’s get on to how to get yourself invited, shall we?
Sometimes, I wish I stayed asleep. I went to bed on top of the world; today, the world’s on top of me! Oye. LOL. Of course, a good little goblin LOVES it that way, don’t I? As always, I decorate my home to the hilt for holidays, ALL holidays. I’ve got sexy spectral figures appearing as holograms in windows, and one that appears nude in the master bath. She’s slithering, slinky and totally hot. But, don’t let me get ahead of myself here.
The whole purpose of phone sex Halloween fuck fest
is that everyone has an eXXXplosively good time, but it needs to seem effortless. So, what does that mean? It means I get to worry until the very last second about every detail. It’s a labor of love, though, and I look forward to it every year. As I walk through my home, every nook and cranny is feeling sexy, sordid and sultry; you know, everything needed for some hot fetish phone sex… only this story is about a real-life one. Don’t you wish? lol. I smile and go to get ready myself. The last thing I do as I step into my shower is to turn up the scary, driving beat of house music.
Hot water rolls off my hair and down over my tits, followed by body wash and loofa. I spread the suds over my skin letting the bubbles cascade down over my feet and down the drain. At one time I look like a walking soap bubble.
Of COURSE, I rubbed one out while I was in there! Are you kidding? lol.
Nothing makes for a hotter party than right after you’ve cum hard. Right? So, I stumbled out of my shower and landed face-down on my bed for a few seconds to let the cool air waft over my body. Okay, so the pot I had smoked on the way into the shower may have indeed played some small part in face-plant on the bed, but that’s neither here, nor there. Haha. I pushed myself up with a wicked smile and drowsy eyes and walked naked into the closet. And there she was… My hot-ass Halloween costume there staring at me! Damn, this one is a beauty. I got it from Badinka Costumes and let me tell you… FUCKING HOT!
I slipped into it and appraised myself in the mirror. I would say, “OMG!”, but that might qualify as sacrilege! Haha. You can see it in the pic model by a friend. They specialize in strappy, painted on nylon and fittings like pantyhose – ALL OVER MY BODY! Next came the heels and makeup and not a moment too soon!
The doorbell rang and my heart skipped a beat!
But, I still had a few things to do. Out came the tray, lighter, incense, and candles. What? NO! I’m not into hoodoo-woodoo or any of that shit! I stop just short of brutal force sex, maybe. lol. I don’t fuck around like that. Maybe, I’m a horn-toad, but I’m still GOD’S Girl and nothing will ever change that! However, there was still a party brewing and I’m the Wicked Bitch! Heehee.
I was fired up, and there was a driving beat to the music pumping through the whole-house speakers. My heels hit the top step and I saw it going on! Everyone was a delicious tangle of bodies and moaning in time to the music. FUCK yeah! Let the games begin! My girls strode through, bending and placing silk blindfolds on everyone. Of course, that was just fuel for what was already a wildfire!
My eyes fell on a shy reveler off to himself, yet still wearing the blindfold.
Floating over there, I stood stock still right in front of him; leaning in and whispering a breathy, ‘WelCUM!’ into his ear and felt him shudder against me. But, he definitely recognized my voice and as I glanced down, he had a woody to end all woodies! It’s not a phone sex Halloween fuck fest without the favors, right? So, I grabbed ahold of his stick, caressing it slowly while still applying pressure. Then, I heard that moan! Raking my nails along his chest made a squirt of pre-cum splash forth hitting me on my bottom lip, but I immediately licked it off and swallowed.
Sensory deprivation is one of tantric sex’s most titillating tools. It’s true what they say, when one sense is taken away it makes the other senses heightened. I heard him sniffing and trying to paw at me, nearly begging me to take his manhood into my warm, wet mouth. I’m more than happy to help a cutie out when I need to. Giggle. I swallowed him over and over until the unthinkable happened! He BEGGED ME to STOP! What?
Oopsie! Did we forget a safe-word? My bad, huh?
So, as we all know, I’m not one to back out of the rabbit hole, so his pleas of mercy kinda fell on deaf ears. Yea. I let the movement of the surrounding orgy drive me and I flipped him over. He said his DICK couldn’t take anymore… But, of course, I had other options! Heehee. I’m taking names for next week’s phone sex Halloween fuck fest. Wanna know eXXXactly what happened next? Call me to hear all about it. Halloween isn’t the only time I’m naughty. I am a Dirty Doll!
Kisses,
Joey
