Confessions of a Phone Sex Nymphomaniac…

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I guess if I were attending AA I would start out by saying, “Hello, my name is Kat and I’m a…”

The only problem is I’m not an alcoholic. I’m a nymphomaniac and I can’t seem to get enough.

By the time I had my first 8-inch cock deep in my pussy when I was only 14, I was hooked. I remember feeling my hot, tight pussy stretching, expanding as my boyfriend at the time slid his thick cock into me, each thrust making him slicker and me hotter for more. Missionary didn’t last long. Soon, I had him straddled beneath me, my hips riding his own, his hands kneading my breasts as I thrusted harder and harder down on him.

I remember him licking his finger once before sliding it into my tight rosebud. I had no idea anal could feel so good. It was supposed to be bad, naughty, and maybe that’s why I liked it so much. My first time, both my asshole and pussy got broken in, my mouth having sucked his cock dry for months before. He made me into his proper teenage slut and I couldn’t get enough.

We fucked everywhere, his tongue sliding into my pussy as I deep throated him, his thick cock eventually fucking my ass behind the bleachers during lunch. I can still remember heading back inside when the bell rang, his thick white cum dripping from me as I made my way to class, a satisfied smile on my face.

When I say no subject is taboo, I mean it. There is nothing you can say that will shock me or make me any less wet for you. I am both naughty and nice, and the hotter you talk to me, the wetter I get. Want to scold me for being a bad girl and take me over your knee before forcing me to swallow your cum? Or maybe you’ve been watching me secretly for months when I skinny dip at night, masturbating right outside my window until one night you aren’t just satisfied with just watching any longer.

I love knowing when your wife or girlfriend leaves, that its me you think of, the phone in your hand, your cock erupting from your pants.

I’m really good at keeping secrets. Don’t worry, I promise not to tell…What are you waiting for?