<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:24:30.818-07:00</updated><category term='erotic'/><category term='licking'/><category term='breasts'/><category term='Cuckolding'/><category term='vibrator'/><category term='pussy'/><category term='ass fucking'/><category term='cuck'/><category term='Chastity'/><category term='rough sex'/><category term='spanking'/><category term='Anal'/><category term='doggie'/><category term='Fem-domme'/><category term='Swingers'/><category term='bdsm'/><category term='blindfolded'/><category term='wives'/><category term='Kissing'/><category term='cock'/><category term='nipples'/><category term='cum'/><category term='T-Girl'/><category term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Memphis Millie</title><subtitle type='html'>I share my most intimate experiences with you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-6469331634978319705</id><published>2011-01-16T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T16:15:48.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swingers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='licking'/><title type='text'>Single at a swinger party</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I went with a girl friend to a swinger party. It was so much fun. All the sexy couples were so friendly. Everyone was having snacks and had a drink and then the host went to the living room and pulled out the couches into beds. One of the husbands wanted to know if I wanted to be licked on the bed so I thought it would be fun. Before I knew it there were 4 couples in the living room fucking. The guy that was licking me had me so wet and horny. He pulled me up on my knees, had a condom on and was fucking me doggie before I knew it. Next thing I knew one of the other husbands had his fat cock stuffed in my mouth while I was getting fucked from behind. I looked up and saw the two guy's wives and they were rubbing each other's pussy. I&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;got enough cock to last me till next weekend this time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-6469331634978319705?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/6469331634978319705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=6469331634978319705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/6469331634978319705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/6469331634978319705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2011/01/single-at-swinger-party.html' title='Single at a swinger party'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-2714278050471956399</id><published>2009-12-21T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:18:00.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex or love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Reading other blogger's post got me thinking....   &lt;br /&gt;which one will be more important....mental or physical connection....I know...I know....need to have both for a ever lasting relationship....However fantastic sex can overcome more obstacles.....maybe not....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-2714278050471956399?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/2714278050471956399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=2714278050471956399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/2714278050471956399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/2714278050471956399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2009/12/sex-or-love.html' title='Sex or love'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-1091250413174444085</id><published>2009-12-20T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:15:00.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crotchless Panties</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My hard working friend lives near my gym. Although my training session was cancelled, I went to his house for the stress relief I promised him. Actually, being the greedy bitch I am, I really enjoy his cock and wanted to spend some time with it.&lt;img src="http://graphics.pop6.com/images/common/chat/smilies/devil.gif" /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;So, I dressed in my Christmas Red, bra, jacket, and lacey crotchless panties, high heeled black boots and a long winter coat to cover up that which was not covered by pants or skirt. Brrrrrrr. Even with the heater on in the car, those bare legs sticking out were a tad chilly.    &lt;br /&gt;For the record, I will tell you my friend appreciated my effort to share the Christmas Spirit with him. I may even &lt;a href="http://www.talk2rane.thumblogger.com/" target="_blank"&gt;play on cam&lt;/a&gt; later with him.    &lt;br /&gt;Now you do know why I love Christmas so much.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-1091250413174444085?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/1091250413174444085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=1091250413174444085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/1091250413174444085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/1091250413174444085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2009/12/crotchless-panties.html' title='Crotchless Panties'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-839337782306479567</id><published>2009-12-19T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:57:00.261-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am in way over my head on here, actually pondering if I should remain or not. I do love the blogging, even though it takes a considerable amount of time trying to come up with a post each day, as well as read the ones I'm watching. But that part is really not the problem.    &lt;br /&gt;The problem is the emails I receive, the pics on the profiles, the additional pics that are attached to the emails that even top the ones on the profiles. Receiving an email from someone 20 years older than me that lives 1500 miles away with 8 different views of his penis does little for me. And I will accept most of the blame for it as I set up my profile (and my blog) in such a way as to fit in with the crowd (peer pressure is not just for &lt;a href="http://www.barelylegalphone.com/main/" target="_blank"&gt;teenagers&lt;/a&gt;) but that's not me.     &lt;br /&gt;I joined Blogger by way of request from a friend who enjoyed blogging. I never thought I would receive so many views (almost 20,000 in 3 months) and emails, dozens a day!!! And all but a very small handful have come right out and asked for sex in the first paragraph. No hello, how are you, how's life treating you today, NOTHING, just a request for sex. I received one today from an elderly man over 1300 miles away that travels Hwy I-95 each week and wants me to meet him near me to 'have a little fun'. Why would I do that? I have absolutely no answer.     &lt;br /&gt;I have however met a few very nice men on here, near &amp;amp; far, that are real gentlemen, polite and respectful. Had I not joined I would have missed out on the opportunity to know them so this experience has not been a total waste as I feel I have made some dear friends.     &lt;br /&gt;But what to do now? I will be thinking about that between now &amp;amp; the first of the year as I have some goals I want to work on and feel I'm not really using my time wisely. I think I will start by changing my profile to 'here to blog only' and see how that goes.     &lt;br /&gt;Sorry if this sounds like venting, it's been a long week, I'm not ready for Christmas, haven't had much sleep this week (you know who you are) and someone very special to me got some bad news today and somehow all of this seems very trivial at the moment.     &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening, and as always, your comments are appreciated.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-839337782306479567?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/839337782306479567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=839337782306479567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/839337782306479567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/839337782306479567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-in-way-over-my-head-on-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-7204328555446014997</id><published>2009-12-18T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T16:00:01.303-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kissing'/><title type='text'>Kissing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do men really realize how amazing kissing is? To me... it is on the top of my list of major turn-ons. If you're not sure what a women enjoys.... follow her lead. She will show you exactly how she likes to kiss. If you learn quickly, you will be amazed at where it can get you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-7204328555446014997?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/7204328555446014997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=7204328555446014997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/7204328555446014997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/7204328555446014997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2009/12/kissing.html' title='Kissing'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-2000265901571823761</id><published>2009-12-18T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T15:24:25.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Christmas</title><content type='html'>Who wants to come over for a little Christmas fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/SywPGiA--PI/AAAAAAAAANY/LKwgstEA3-A/s1600-h/med0135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/SywPGiA--PI/AAAAAAAAANY/LKwgstEA3-A/s320/med0135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-2000265901571823761?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/2000265901571823761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=2000265901571823761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/2000265901571823761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/2000265901571823761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2009/12/ready-for-christmas.html' title='Ready for Christmas'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/SywPGiA--PI/AAAAAAAAANY/LKwgstEA3-A/s72-c/med0135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-1024944652789317588</id><published>2009-12-18T15:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T18:34:14.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ass fucking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anal'/><title type='text'>Anal Sex</title><content type='html'>Can't wait for tonight.   &lt;br /&gt;I've got an arrangement for tonight with a fuckbuddy of mine to fulfill one of his fantasies.     &lt;br /&gt;Going to his place and pretend to ask if i can use his phone because my car's broken down. where he is going to start by being nice before turning nasty because i'm dressed like a slut and he's noticed i'm not wearing underwear so he's going to bend me over the back of his sofa and hold me in place, lift my skirt up and take me hard up the arse without any preparation while calling me a nasty slut until he comes over my arse and back and throws me out.    &lt;br /&gt;As i said i can't wait, and am preparing my arse so he doesn't do any real damage. Currently sitting on a lubed dildo to open myself up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-1024944652789317588?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/1024944652789317588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=1024944652789317588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/1024944652789317588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/1024944652789317588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2009/12/anal-sex.html' title='Anal Sex'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-6665381917965789370</id><published>2009-12-18T15:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T15:17:40.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you Fuck a thick girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alright, All you men out there that like &lt;a href="http://www.adorableaudrey.com/blog/" target="_blank"&gt;thick girl&lt;/a&gt;. Why doe u like thick girls. What is it about them does it for you? What is your favorite way to fuck a thick girl? Will you still go down on a thick girl? Let me know everything you think?     &lt;br /&gt;If you are a thick girl, what type of guys do you prefer to fuck? What is your favorite position? What do you love about being thick?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-6665381917965789370?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/6665381917965789370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=6665381917965789370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/6665381917965789370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/6665381917965789370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-do-you-fuck-thick-girl.html' title='How do you Fuck a thick girl?'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-7843448925780995864</id><published>2009-12-18T14:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:07:19.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fem-domme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chastity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuckolding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-Girl'/><title type='text'>Letter from a friend about Cuckolding</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A letter from a friend, this is so hot:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“All week I've been jonesing for some strange pussy, or some new kink. I've been unusually horny, even for me, and I've wasted hours looking at and reading the kinkiest free porn I cold find.   &lt;br /&gt;This morning I saw a profile for this tall blond femmedom in Dallas whose profile makes it clear that she is cuckolding the shit out of her husband and forcing him to do all manner of humiliating stuff. There were pics of him getting nailed by another guy as she looked on and directed. In her ad she was looking for a T-girl to help her, and offered to make the hubby wear one of those male chastity devices and watch while she and her prospective partner had sex.    &lt;br /&gt;I thought, &amp;quot;Awww, that is so sweet, that she is making his sex life so sizzling hot! She must love him a lot to go to such lengths.&amp;quot;    &lt;br /&gt;It made me feel like my own sex life is in a rut. It's so mind-numbingly vanilla. I'm getting laid a lot more than I used to, but I can't seem to keep the sizzle happening these days. I'm pretty sure my dear partner considers me a hopeless sex addict whose interest in the fetish world springs from self-loathing and poor self-esteem.    &lt;br /&gt;So, I'm in this quandary. What to do about it. I've actually talked with A. about it directly, hoping she might tell me to buy myself a couple hookers for Christmas or something along those lines,but no dice.    &lt;br /&gt;I've been very proud of myself for not cheating on my partner,but frankly the thought of it has crossed my mind.    &lt;br /&gt;I need some sweet sexual excitement in my life. Is that so wrong?    &lt;br /&gt;And am I doing this to myself? Is it just a result of my own lack of imagination and my own selfish desires,that keep me from making my primary relationship into what I need.    &lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling incredibly horny and a little down on myself.    &lt;br /&gt;I'm going for a run.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-7843448925780995864?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/7843448925780995864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=7843448925780995864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/7843448925780995864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/7843448925780995864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2009/12/letter-from-friend-about-cuckolding.html' title='Letter from a friend about Cuckolding'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-2697967865970404603</id><published>2009-12-18T13:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T13:37:25.447-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swingers'/><title type='text'>Swinger Website</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is pretty cool. I was browsing Live journal and ran across this &lt;a href="http://texastango.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;swingers blog&lt;/a&gt; the other day. I thought I would share it with the group. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-2697967865970404603?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/2697967865970404603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=2697967865970404603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/2697967865970404603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/2697967865970404603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2009/12/swinger-website.html' title='Swinger Website'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-56352263961793692</id><published>2007-08-02T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:47:16.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nipples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vibrator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bdsm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blindfolded'/><title type='text'>Erotic Sex Fun</title><content type='html'>There’s just something about being blindfolded that is so very erotic. Not being able to see. Having to rely on the heightened sense of smell or touch or sound. The unknown. Not knowing what will happen next—or what sensation that may bring—pain or pleasure. I found myself in just this situation last week. Never being one to refuse to experiment, my boyfriend wanted to play a little, so I went along with his idea. He had me peel off my jeans, remove my t-shirt, discard my panties and bra, then lay down on the bed. He had some silk scarves that he used to tie my wrists and ankles to the four poster bed. He had one scarf left that he used to blindfold me with. As everything went dark, I shivered with excitement. I could feel my nipples stiffen just thinking of the possibilities. I could hear him walking around but had no idea what he was doing. I would feel a light touch here and there…where and when I least expected it. His fingers running up my thigh or flicking my nipples or lightly brushing over my clit. I heard him leave the room. I waited for him to return for what seemed like an eternity. I was getting cold and about to yell for him when I suddenly felt something cold and wet on my belly, then my nipples ice! And then an instant later something hot splat onto my breasts, several drops of instant heat—hot wax! I yelped with each drop, more from shock then pain. My nipples were so hard, I could feel the wax harden on them as it cooled. So many sensations, so many reactions, god, I was so wet. I begged him to let me cum but he continued to tease me with little flicks or licks over my clit but never enough for me to cum. As I pulled against my restraints he would stroke my wet pussy then I heard a noise. A buzzing. I was confused as I tried to figure out what I heard. Then I felt it on my clit. A vibrator. He stroked my clit with the vibrator then pushed it deep inside of me, in and out. I moaned and tried to fuck the vibrator as best I could while tied to the bed. But he wouldn’t let me cum. Not until he decided I could cum. So here I am, so frustrated, so wet, so hot, so ready to cum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Memphis Millie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-56352263961793692?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/56352263961793692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=56352263961793692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/56352263961793692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/56352263961793692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2007/08/erotic-sex-fun.html' title='Erotic Sex Fun'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-946556686324118753</id><published>2007-08-02T12:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T13:37:55.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ass fucking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nipples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rough sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breasts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cum'/><title type='text'>I love rough sex</title><content type='html'>Sometimes rough sex really turns me on. I’ll go looking for a hook up that can give me what need. I found this guy the other night while out at a bar. I took him back to my place. He quickly walked up to me and pulled me roughly to him. He ripped open my blouse and I screamed. He pulled a ball gag out of his pocket and quickly shut me up. He ripped down my bra and roughly fondled my breasts. I tried to get away from his touch but he had me pinned against a wall. He teased my nipples until they were hard. He then pulled and bit on them until they were bright red. He ran his hands over my thighs, to the bottom of my knee length skirt, then under it. Sliding his hands between my thighs...telling me what a slut I was...how hot and wet my pussy was...how I needed a good hard fuck. He pushed me onto the coffee table. As I lay on my stomach he tied each of my thighs to the respective table leg. My skirt was now up around my waist. He handcuffed my wrists behind my back. He quickly ripped my panties off of me as he enjoyed my muffled screams. He spanked my ass and laughed at me. As I cried, he pulled up on my arms to lift my chest off the table and mauled my breasts, twisting and pinching my nipples. He then resumed spanking me. He told me he was going to fuck my ass and cum in my cunt. As I watched him, he took off his clothes. I began to struggle again; he moved between my legs and forced himself into my pussy. He told me to relax and enjoy it, and what a tight pussy I had. He pulled almost completely out and then rammed his cock into me with one swift thrust. He grabbed my hips and pulled me toward him as he slammed into me. He knew he wouldn't last too long at that pace so he withdrew. He heard me sigh (a sigh of relief) and he laughed. He wasn't even close to being done! He pushed his cock into my ass...I had never had it up the ass before, and he was not gentle! After initiating my ass, he pulled out and re-entered my cunt. I had finally tired of struggling and just lay there...waiting for him to finish. He asked me if I was ready for him to cum in my pussy. I didn't reply so he reached under me and twisted my nipple until I shook my head yes. He let go of my abused nipple and continued with his long hard strokes. Finally he could hold out no longer and shot his cum deep inside me. He pulled my hips into him as the last few spurts shot out of his cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Memphis Millie&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-946556686324118753?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/946556686324118753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=946556686324118753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/946556686324118753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/946556686324118753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-love-rough-sex.html' title='I love rough sex'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916194042588600733.post-6062364289368255426</id><published>2007-08-02T12:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T12:24:37.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi there</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my new blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6916194042588600733-6062364289368255426?l=phone-slut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/feeds/6062364289368255426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6916194042588600733&amp;postID=6062364289368255426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/6062364289368255426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6916194042588600733/posts/default/6062364289368255426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phone-slut.blogspot.com/2007/08/jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj.html' title='Hi there'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8VpxmfF_omY/TGMQWe2rDJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x_dTeSt0CHE/S220/freedom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
