Krysta Opens The Door Naked

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

In the middle of the afternoon, with a refrigerator full of food, Krysta found herself hungry for something that wasn’t in the house. Always being a hungry girl, she knew right where to go! She opened her phone and pulled open a food delivery app.

Maybe it was cliche to try to fuck a delivery boy, but her pussy was feeling empty, and with just one order of chicken wings, she knew she could have dick delivered to her door and then something to eat afterward! Hungry little Krysta placed her order and got naked. Her eyes were glued to the GPS in her phone that tracked “Deyonte’s” whereabouts.

Read more

He Did Wrong To The Wrong Baby

By Mean Lil Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

This mother fucker forgot who he was playing with. He did wrong to the wrong baby. I only date older men because I don’t have time for immature boys; the only probably with that is sometimes it’s easy to be fooled by a big ass boy in a grown man’s body. So for the last six months, I’ve been hanging out with this fine-ass older man.

He’s got a high-powered job that demands a lot from him and bitchy wife who won’t give him any. I was happy to fill her shoes, the man has a good ass dick, and he eats pussy like a machine, but I’m the kinda girl who demands all of a man’s attention. If you’re fucking me, then you are fucking only me. For the first five months, he was crazy attentive and spoiled me on the regular, but something or someone was pulling his attention away.

Read more

Pervy Old Dude Wants To Touch Phonesex By Daddy’s Kinky Little Krysta

Hard Day

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I have to do community service at the old folks’ home on Sundays. It’s not too bad of a gig cus I just go into one of the rooms and take over the t.v. until my time is up. Today, I ended up in Pervy old George’s room. He never gets out of his bed and likes to watch sports, but if I flash a little ass cheek, he hands over the remote fast.

I laid on the end of his bed on my tummy. My short skirt was pulled up enough to show him a little bit of ass and the shadows between my thighs. It wasn’t but half a second before I started to feel the bed under me shaking. That nasty old man musta had his cock out again.

Read more

Earning An “A” In P.E. Phonesex With Kinky Krysta

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh my god, I hate P.E. It should be against the law to make people run in the middle of the day and get smelly. Like, sure, it’s acceptable for boys, but I don’t want to do all that. I’ve tried getting a doctor’s note, but my dumbass doctor says that a bit of exercise is good for everyone. Don’t worry, though. I’m a clever girl, and I know exactly how I’ll be earning my “A” this year.

I waited till class started; the teacher said everyone should begin warming up by taking a few laps. It was a perfect time, so I asked if we could speak in his office since I had some problems I needed help with.

Read more

Boot Job Phonesex By Mean lil Krysta

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

For Christmas, some idiot bought me a nice pair of boots. They are black, stiletto, thigh highs, made of the softest leather. I think he said Italian. Real expensive and shiny. They make me feel so sexy when I strut around in them. I can’t stop myself from looking down at them and turning my toes this way and that. 

However, this little slave didn’t buy them just so that he could watch me walk in them. No, he loves to lay down on the floor, completely naked, and let me give him a rough boot job.

Read more

Spank Me Why Don’tcha Phonesex

Spank

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Spank me, why don’tcha? Talk, talk, talk! Man, you just don’t shut up, do ya? I know I skipped curfew, but you didn’t let me explain. I was too busy having FUN to come home on time. Obviously, I don’t expect you to understand, Daddy. You’ve probably been a stick in the mud your whole life.

Like now, for example. You keep lecturing me over and over when all this would be moot if you just spanked me!

Read more

Safe Word Phonesex By Krysta

safe

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, hey, hi! It’s me, Daddy’s little chunka monka, Krysta! I’m new and ravenous for the sweet treat in your pants. My Daddy is away, and this naughty princess is now at play. But, like anything in life that you could over-indulge, when you call me up, someone is going to need a safe word, and it isn’t me! Do you have one in place, or should I pick one for you?

Make sure you pick carefully. I wouldn’t want our sexy time to come to an end before we are both satisfied.

Read more

Pegging The Professor For Christmas Phonesex

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Just before Christmas break was about to begin, I stopped by my Professor’s office. He was all packed up and nearly ready to head out. I tapped my little knuckles on the door frame and smiled sweetly. “Oh, Krysta.” He dropped his bag on the corner of his desk and motioned for me to come in. “What can I do for you?”

I was wearing just a tiny Lil pleated skirt and a very unbuttoned blouse. “Well, I was hoping we could talk about my grades.” He nodded and sucked some air through his teeth.

Read more

Snow Globe Girl Just For Him Phonesex

Snow globe

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

He came looking for me, but I didn’t know. He wanted a new girl to add to his snow globe collection. Someone who looked just a little different than the rest of his thin, ballerina-type girls. Oh, he had lots of globes filled with an array of beauties but none like me. A few blondes, a redhead, he even had one with hair as black a coal.

I was outside playing in the falling snow, minding my own business, and finding joy in the way the pure falling flakes melted on my tongue. I never would consider being snatched from my front yard on that brisk December day, but that’s exactly what happened.

Read more

Oh, What Have You Let Me Do Phonesex

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, Daddy! What have you let me do? Remember a few weeks ago when I was curious about that brown drink you had? The one in the short glass with the ice cubes? You told me it was for adults, and it helped them feel good, remember?

And then, after you told me about it, you even took me behind the wet bar in the basement and showed me how to make it exactly how you like it. Two fingers poured over two ice cubes. You showed me exactly how. Then every day after you taught me, I made sure you had a drink ready for you as soon as you came home from work.

Read more