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Adultery Phone Sex

Since I enjoy sharing my fantasies with you, perhaps you would want to know about my adultery fantasy. If you fantasize about being “the other man” and luring me into early morning trysts while my husband is away at the office, then you could be in my fantasy too.
I imagine I’m lying on my brown leather sofa. I’m relaxing, candles are burning, and the only sound around is the crackle of the log in the fireplace. I’m lonely. Wishing I could be with you right now. Then there is knock at the door. I open it, and find you standing before me. You grin devilishly and I usher you inside quickly.
Your hands are on my skin immediately. Our lips are touching, our tongues moving feverishly about. We want to consume each other at that moment. You shouldn’t be here, it’s wrong. He could come home from the office unexpected. We are playing with fire, but we cannot control our lust for each other.
Your feel my skin, you love the softness. You inhale my scent, you love the way I smell. My hands unzip the jacket you are wearing and slide up under your shirt. The strong torso, muscular chest and arms are what I crave to see, to feel, to lick. Those nipples you find so much pleasure in having squeezed and sucked so close to no mercy, that you have to often pull me off of you.
You are handling me so roughly, but still gently and softly. How do you do that? I melt in your hands. I want nothing but to please you while you are within my presence. I am married and willing to risk everything just to be with you for stolen moments of passion. The frenzy that ensues when our fires burn. It’s chaos, an explosion of passion, of emotions, of extreme lust.
Your fingers slide inside of me. Yes, I am wet. So very very wet. You thrust 2 then 3 digits smoothly and quickly against my G-spot. My legs spread as far as I can to allow you full access. You make me moan.
My husband phones and lets me know he is coming home for lunch. We know our time together today is limited, but we take the risk farther. You want to see me kneeling before you, your cock buried deep in my mouth. The softness of my tongue swirling the head and the intense suction as I try to pull the thick creamy that I know you produce. I am on the floor. You straddle me, and I feel the beautiful sting of your hand as it slaps my ass. I crawl away, and turn to face you. I want to taste you and we don’t have much time.
Your cock curls nicely and slides deep into my mouth, I want to taste you now, this minute, I am impatient, but know I couldn’t last if I didn’t have your cum melted inside of me to hold me over until we would see each other again.
The sound you make, I know it. The taste, the salty, the texture, as you coat my mouth with your creamy goodness. I keep my mouth open as I look up at you with my big brown eyes, and allow the cum to drip from my lips and the corner of my mouth. You love to see this sight and I want it to stick in your memory as you think about me.
It is nearly time for him to arrive. I wipe you clean and we dress quickly. I know I will see you again, but until then, I will hold this sight of the one who finds me so sexy, so beautiful, and so desireable. We kiss before I open the door. The nosey neighbors across the street peer out from behind drapes, hoping for a chance to find out what they can about this mysterious man who visits a married housewife during the mid-morning hours.
But our secret is still safe. The secret we share of my infidelities. Shhhhhh…..
If you enjoy Adultery phone sex or even want to confess your own infidelities, call me (866) SEXY-832. I’ll would love to hear about it and you know I would never judge you.

Fetish Phone Sex Teaser: Jenna’s Upcoming Photos
This year is off to a great start, and WOW! What a wonderful year I had at Bay City Blues in 2011. In fact, Valentine’s Day will be my one-year anniversary! I’ve had the priveledge of exploring the best, most imaginitive, fantastical fetish phone sex fantasies one can imagine with you, my precious callers.
Some of my past photo shoots have reflected my clients’ naughtiest phonecalls, and that isn’t going to stop. Thanks to the new camera and Notebook I got for Christmas, I have all the tools I need to put out some wicked hot images in the upcoming months. I have ordered and received some ultra hot retro lingerie, as well as some fantasy costumes.
I intend to reflect my hot, sexy, sensual Mommy-ness as much as possible, and to represent a couple of particularly sizzling costume fetishes. I’m not going to give any more away, sorry boys! You’ll have to wait for each new series to emerge and become a part of my Gallery and eventually, a self-made video.
Right now, I am in preparation for the first series coming likely the last week of January. The holidays left me too busy to exercise my lovely full figure, and I was being a bad, bad girl indulging in all things pleasurable! I have been such a total hedonist, I’ve slacked on my responsibilities to myself and my health. I stayed up too late and ate many delicious goodies. Ah well, one cannot live on bread alone, or tofu as it were. Back to the gym in the basement, tons of beauty rest,and back to the healthiest foods I can find. I’ll regain my healthy glow in no time!
And then, back to erotic photo shoots. I have learned to love producing sexy images for my callers, and I am VERY excited about the outfits I have waiting in the wings. Chiffon, silk, satin, lace, nylon, maribou. And one very pretty nursing bra *winks*
Your naughty phone sex vixen, Jenna
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Naughty Phone Sex with Sophia
Happy new year! I am so happy to be starting with Bay City Blues as a phone sex operator just in time to start 2012 off right. I am not quite sure of my schedule, but I do know I’ll be available a lot of the time. Now, what should I tell you about? Oh, I know! I’ll tell you about my New Years Eve celebration.
I’m a playful thing who loves mischief. I also love dancing. Dancing of all kinds. On New Years Eve, my date decided to take me dancing to Panjabi/Bhangra/Bollywood style music. I had never been however I was willing to give it a shot. Needless to say, when I arrived to the venue I fell in love with the music. I am a bellydancer (among other things), so the music was great to practice my moves too. Plus there was a dance/hip-hop tone to the music which was just right for really shaking my money maker! I would recommend this style of dance to anyone who enjoys moving their hips a lot or likes Indian dance style music. I had a great time.
About 1:30a, my date and I went to a different party. By the time we arrived, I have to admit I was quite horny and not really wanting to do much dancing. At least the vertical kind. I should share something about myself, I’m an exhibitionist. I don’t set out to do anything extreme in public, however if it happens, it happens. Well, after one drink and some close dancing on the dance floor my date and I were, well, let’s just say we couldn’t wait to get back to their place. Walking back to the car was quite the slip and slide. And don’t worry, we definitely picked up right where we left off once we got back to their apartment.
I hope your New Years Eve was just as, if not more, exciting as mine! Many kisses to you all and I hope to be talking to you soon.
Cock and Kneesocks,
Sophia
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2011 Phone Sex Highlights
I have to say right up front that I love my career as an independent phone sex operator. Every year it just gets better. New fun people to talk to, different fantasies to act out, new toys in my toy box … You get the idea. While I was thinking back on some of the most exciting calls I’ve done over the past year, I found myself getting really turned on. Now I know you love it when I get hot and bothered, so I thought I’d share…
Fantasy firsts -It was the year of object enhanced fantasies. I was offered love potions, turned into a slut by an enchanted pair of earrings, sucked into a porno movie by a cursed DVD player and turned into a brainless sex starved bimbo by a computer game.
Exotic locations – The fantasy settings were just as fun: a costume shop (during Halloween), a Ren Faire, a hotel carved out of a glacier, a dungeon during the Spanish Inquisition, a live on TV death match, in a skyscraper elevator, a fairy castle, inside a video game.
I’ve been worshiped as a goddess, introduced countless young men to the first sexual experience (some gently, some not so gently), been stalked and kidnapped and stripped of my virtue. I’ve also been the accomplice helping to teach our victim the kind of sexual lessons they will never forget.
I’ve enjoyed each and every one of the fantasies I’ve done this year, whether I mentioned them specifically or not. All of my long time clients tell me they know the moment I get into it. They hear the change in my voice from playful and interested to hypnotic and seductive. So they never hesitate to bring me their phone sex fantasy because they know how much I enjoy creating the details that make it feel real to them. You should call me and let me turn your fetish into an erotic story that will haunt your memories for months afterwards.
Gypsy
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Cougar Phone Sex

Do you not think I see you gazing at me when I come to visit my son in his dorm room? Do you think I don’t know that when I bend over, your eyes search for a vision of how far up my skirt you can see? Yes, I feel you staring through my tight fitting blouse, and the sheer lace of my bra. I know exactly what your young strong college age body is feeling. Who’s to say I haven’t come here looking for you? Hoping I will find you alone.
When it seems my son is not here to meet me, I can turn to you, young stud, in your loose fitting pajama bottoms and bare skin chest. You act as though you are studying for a science test, but I’m sure you’ve spent the last 15 minutes with your head facing in the direction of that thick boring book but you’ve been sneaking glances my way through the corner of your eye. I’ve caught you a couple of times, and watched as your face has turned red knowing you were caught.
But what you don’t understand is that I am a woman, with the urges of a 17 year old teenager. I want, I crave, I DEMAND SEX. I am a COUGAR, and you my dear boy, are my prey.
So as I lean over your shoulder and act like I care about what your studying, I’m actually just getting close to you so you can inhale my scent and feel my soft skin rub against your bare shoulder. Do I send shivers through your body? I’ll bet I do. I reach over and close that boring book you are pretending to read. I’m just saving us some time. Because, my young stud, you know what I want from you. And I truly believe, that is what you want too.
You sit back in your chair and I turn and lean back against your desk. My arms wrap around my waist and I lift my blouse up over my head, exposing my large breasts to be exposed through my sheer lace bra. I hear your breath suck in. I smile seductively and reach around my back, unlatching my bra, and letting the straps fall from my shoulders. You begin to lick your lips, still, no words escape you. I unzip my miniskirt and let it fall to my feet where I step out of it, one step closer to you. You don’t want to blink for fear this is a dream and I won’t be here when you open them.
Blink my dear college boy, and see the cougar that stands before you. Just stockings and pumps, no bra, no panties, just my body open for your touch.
I reach out and pull you towards me, you mouth opens and I pull your head hard against my chest. My nipple is now in your mouth and my head throws back as I moan. You suck like a newborn baby starving for his evening meal. Your hands are all over my body, touching, exploring, squeezing my ass.
I push you to your knees and your tongue immediately begins to lick and slurp. You enjoy the taste and want as much as you can get. But I want more of you than that and push you down to the floor, pulling your pajama bottoms off, and expose your throbbing hard cock that stands at attention.
Before I plunge myself onto your sword, I want to taste your juices. My eyes remain in contact with yours as I lower my lips to the glistening head of your cock. My mouth opens, and you feel the softness of my lips barely touching the surface. My tongue touches the clear pre-cum that escapes you and I lift to show the string that leads to my mouth. I slurp it up and lower myself again this time, letting my lips barely surround just under the hood, where the most sensitivity lies. You shiver and moan. Your hips move towards me, I know what you want. Without warning, I thrust my mouth down the shaft of your cock, my lips touching the base. Your hands push me down and hold me against you. I choke and gag. You love that sound. I love gagging on such a young cock. Especially knowing you are not only a friend of my sons, but his roommate.
I’m a mature woman with a family. I have a son in college. So when you call me to do a “Mrs. Robinson” call, you can bet I know EXACTLY what I’m talking about and you will feel the realness of what I am offering you.
No Limits Phone Sex, Extreme Phone Sex, Cougar Phone Sex, I can offer you anything you ask for, and you will love every minute of it.
Call me now (866) SEXY-832 and let’s live your fantasy together.

Religious Taboo Phone Sex

Greeting, my darling deviants! Here’s hoping you got everything you wanted for Christmas or Hannukah or whatever it is you celebrate. Unless you’re a Jehovah’s Witness, in which case sorry for your luck. Lol. Hey, I know from what I speak- half my maternal relatives are JW. (The other half are fire-and-brimstone-river-baptism-Church-of-Christ, so as you can imagine, family reunions are a religious mine field.)
This time of year, with so much iconic religious imagery everywhere, I can’t help but fantasize about one of my favorite kinky fetishes, religious taboos! They’re just so…wrong. Yet so powerfully compelling at the same time. And the beauty of phone sex is because we are two (or more! Heh!) consenting adults, we can talk about anything we want without hurting anyone.
For some people of course, religious taboos are one of those lines they are unwilling to cross. I wasn’t brought up under any one faith, so I cannot speak to how that would affect a person’s perspective. Organized religion is a very powerful force which has shaped the course of history and humankind. It makes sense that religious taboos would appeal to the part of me which is fascinated with extremes. In this case, both the great triumphs and great horrors which have been perpetrated in the name of various Gods.
In a way, religious taboo phone sex is a dare…How far will I go? How blasphemous can I get? The answer is pretty fucking blasphemous. Lol, but true. I have no limits when it comes to religious roleplay, and as most of my clients can attest, I have a sincere taste for kinky, deviant phone sex fantasies. But while I’ve played my share of disgraced nuns and tussled with a few twisted priests, the calls aren’t always of the rapey or molesty variety. Sometimes it’s as simple as a rabbi falling for a young Arab boy, or a beautiful parishioner causing the bishop a crisis of faith. So many scintillating possibilities!
Tell me my child, how long has it been since your last confession? *wink*
Tonya
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After Christmas: The Naughty List

Between all the hot phonesex I also needed to find time for Christmas. And while I was having family over during the holidays, I was getting pretty bored with the normal banter, especially because my family as always gets all tense and frustrating around Christmas. Sometimes I feel like a little dog, having to sit up, give paws and bark on command. So I started fantasizing about all the naughty ways Christmas decorations could be perverted, which would surely land me on the naughty list!
For one, I would love one day to jump out of a gigantic cake or box as a Christmas present! That would be cool for a sexy friend to find under his tree, dropped off by naughty Santa. But just imagine, a big package near the tree, what could that be? A gigantic tv? A child’s car? And then suddenly jumping out in my most exciting christmas lingerie (I have a lovely red see-through set with white pieces of fake fur). Now let’s hope the receiver doesn’t first shake the package!
Or what about beating a bad boy who needs to get some consequences for being on the naughty list with one of those really whippy plastic candy canes you can see out in people’s front yards. I had one whose lights had broken, and when I looked at it and removed the electrical cordage, I had this really whippy cane that was pretty painful, almost as painful as a real cane. That would be a wonderful sizzling phonesex fantasy. And I have seen slim whippy plastic candy canes for indoor decorating that would leave instant welts! Ouch! I’m just imagining it leaving a great checkwork of red and white when it’s done, totally suitable for Christmas decorating in a corner.

And that evening I actually got the chance to use one of those ideas when my friend came over and used my suggestion of using his Shibari erotic bondage skills to turn me into a Christmas lights decoration! Don’t you love it, seeing the picture? It even worked when turned on, you can find a picture of the effects in the dark on my blog, real BBW phone sex!
All in all, though I was bored a little during the family visits, all the fantasies kept me going, and the evening Christmas Shibari was the topper on my tree–oops, on my day. Did you have any exciting, erotic experiences during Christmas? Why not give me a call, and we’ll talk about those you’ve had or create some if you haven’t!
Amaranth
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Candy Cane Phone Sex Fun
Yule is one of my absolute favorite holidays for a variety of reasons.
Peace and good will to men is a part of it. How many other women get to demonstrate multiple times a day how much they love men? Excluding our lovely and talented BCB girls of course. We consider it our duty and our pleasure to treat our callers as they deserve to be treated and we adore them all.
Presents! I can’t say enough good things about presents. I had two arrive via USPS this afternoon. The first was from a long time caller and his wife. I’ve been doing couple phone sex calls with them for years. (Never thought about doing a phone sex call with your wife and another woman? Its extremely hot! Email me to find out how it works.) This year they sent me a gift certificate for a weekend getaway at a little boutique hotel in New York City. I was overwhelmed and over joyed! The second gift was from a new client. He sent me a gift card for Hips and Curves, a lingerie shop.
The gifts were spectacular, honestly, but even if it was just a card or a little stocking stuffer type gift, I would have been just as pleased. The fact that you thought so well of our call that you felt you had to do something to acknowledge it totally warms my heart. It also ensures that I have something special up my sleeve for you every time you call.
However, the best thing about the winter holiday, in my opinion, is candy canes. You are probably shaking your head looking at this thinking I must be crazy. Its true though. Think of those big thick candy canes, 6′ – 12′ long and 2′ thick. What does that remind you of, hmm? Ever watch a woman suck on a candy cane like that, while she’s looking hungrily at you? Candy canes make good bit gags to, if you tie them in place with a piece of fancy red ribbon. Of course there are some very naughty places that you could put a long thick rod like that and the hooked part makes for a great “handle”. Naughty sex toy or nice innocent treat? You decide. Candy cane phone sex with me is just a phone call away. Just remember, Santa cums more often at my house when I’m naughty and he never brings coal…
Gypsy
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P.S. I sent the boyfriend out on a quest to find me some candy canes. I’ll put up a picture or two if he is successful.
MMA Phone Sex

Ever fantasize about a take down MMA style fight with one of the Bay City Blues phone sex babes? Well here is your chance! I’ll be wearing my tight fitting workout pants, black sports bra, and gloves. Put on your shorts and meet me barefoot on the mat, Sucker.
We’ll start by circling each other, hands up, ready for anything. You’ll take a couple of jabs at me and I’ll easily block them. HA! Is that all you got? I’ll throw a punch at your head, and when you block it, I’ll come around with my foot and hit you in the ribs. You’ll crunch down a little and back up, catching your breath and calling me a bitch under your breath. Did you think that would offend me? More like turns me on and makes me want to beat your ass harder.
Back and forth we will go, punching, kicking, down on the ground you will get me in a head lock, your arm around my neck and then cut off my air supply. I begin to go limp, and you fall for it. I roll out of your way and I’m back on my feet, surprising you at my agility. We circle and swipe at each other, making contact more and more until finally, I’ll get a good clip to your jaw and send you reeling to the mat. You’ll lie there for a minute, to get your bearings, but I’ll not let you rest and begin kicks to your head and ribs. I take no mercy in a fight like this. After all…Loser gets fucked any way the winner wants, and you were a fool to let me out of your death grip earlier.
You’re down, you’re not moving. Probably, you think if you lie there long enough, I’ll just let you be. I’m so sorry for your bad luck. My ego is far too big to just let you limp away. I don’t give you time to catch your breath. Before you can stand, I slide out of my pants, pull your arms around your back tightly and stick my knee onto the back of your neck to keep you held down while I secure your arms with the pant legs long enough to grab the large strap-on at my corner of the mat.
The leather of the strap-on fits securely around my tight round ass, the big black dildo glistens against the lights of the arena.
The spectators are chanting, low at first, but then faster, louder “FUCK HIM, FUCK HIM”!!!!!!
MMA phone sex can be as limitless as you want. I love to kickbox, to use my gloves, to hit hard. There is no “Ultimate Surrender” in my fight. You will get what is coming to you, no matter what the final outcome is. Or maybe you will turn the tables on me, and I’ll find myself the loser of more than just a wrestling match. You decide.
You can Yahoo Instant Message me at BCBCHAPS or email me at BCBCHAPS@yahoo.com. Ask me anything you want, I’m usually always online and I’m here to answer your questions before you call because I like to jump right into your fantasy.
Call me now for NO LIMIT PHONE SEX with the fantasy of your choice.
Chaps~
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Holiday Phone Sex Fun
I have a confession to make. I *love* Christmas. Truly, I do. I love Christmas trees, all the pretty lights, making holiday bakies for friends and family, the whole shebang. It’s gotten me in the mood for all kinds of deviant phone sex possibilities. Usually I’m pretty vehemently opposed to the whole ‘sexy Christmas’ phenomena, but there are aspects of it that are all kinds of hot and fun. I had a caller last night (he was taking advantage of our free holiday phone sex gift) and in the theme of things, he was being a bad, naughty little boy who did all sorts of rotten things, like open his presents early and steal Santa’s cookies! Well, such a naughty little creature certainly deserved to be severely punished, and I worked him over with the spanking of his life. Had to make those sweet little ass cheeks match the color of Santa’s sleigh! It was all in fun though, and we both giggled our way through the call. I like being the stern Christmas mommy.
Which is not to say that I wouldn’t enjoy being on the receiving end of some holiday phone sex mischief. I can just as easily be a naughty girl myself, getting into all kinds of trouble and basically just making daddy’s already stressful holiday season that much harder. Little girls can really be a handful, can’t they? And I have all kinds of friends that I can bring over to make messes and play loud games when Daddy is trying to sleep, or get some extra work done. Hehehe, what do you think Daddy would do if he caught us rifling through the house, tearing things apart, looking for our Christmas gifts early? Daddy wouldn’t be able to let that slide, would he? No, naughty girls get punished, even during the holidays.
XoXo
-Cindy






