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• Daddy Phone Sex With Kelsey

  January 26, 2026

  Hello admirers, it’s your favorite busty coed Kelsey here with another overdue update from my naughty little world. You know I’ve been teasing you all with my raunchy texts and scandalous selfies, but today I want to dive deep into the dirty details of my recent daddy phone sex escapades.

  After a long, stressful week of classes and gorgeous boys checking out my enormous tits, I needed a serious release. There’s nothing quite like a dominant alpha male on the other end of the line, is there? I swear, getting all hot and bothered while stroking my creamy thighs and plump nipples is the only way to unwind after a day of scribing equations and drinking lukewarm coffee.

  I started by sending a few provocative photos, just a glimpse of my scrumptious cleavage and a teasing string of my lacy bra peeking out from under my tight top. Within seconds, my phone lit up with a flurry of urgent texts from my latest daddy devotee. “Fuck, Kelsey, those tits look even more gorgeous in those photos! I can’t wait to hear you moan my name,” he growled.

  We quickly moved on to the really dirty stuff, with him getting off on every filthy description of my body and all the depraved games we could play. “Mmm, Daddy, keep talking about how big and soft my tits are while I rub my clit,” I moaned into the receiver, “Imagine molding them in your hands, squeezing the heavy globes… Then lean in and lick the undersides until I’m dripping wet.”

  With his commands fueling my arousal, I soon found myself teetering on the brink of an explosive orgasm. “Yes, Daddy, now pin my arms above my head and thrust your thick cock into me,” I breathlessly instructed him. “Imagine you’re pounding into my wet, tight cunt right now, claiming me as your dirty little slut…”

  I came hard, screaming his name into the phone as my orgasm crashed over me in intense waves. The sweet combination of phone sex and dirty talk left me thoroughly satisfied and already craving more. For a big-boobed college coed like me, there’s no better stress relief than a steamy session of daddy phone sex!

• The Dean’s Plea

  January 5, 2026

  I stepped into his office, my tight skirt riding up my thighs with each confident stride. Dean Jameson looked up from his desk, his eyes widening as they took in the sight of me. I knew I was a picture of sexy: curves in all the right places, my blonde hair cascading down my back, and a knowing glint in my dark brown eyes.

  “Kelsey, what brings you here today?” His voice was gruff, but I could detect a hint of lust beneath the surface. I had that effect on men.

  I perched on the edge of his desk, crossing my legs to flash a tantalizing glimpse of thigh. “I’m afraid I’m in a bit of trouble, Dean. It seems a certain resident advisor has it out for me, and I need your help to…smooth things over.”

  His brow furrowed in concern, but I could see the intellectual struggle in his eyes – to maintain his authority or give in to temptation. I leaned in closer, my breast brushing against his arm as I whispered, “You know how hard it is for a gorgeous coed like me to earn good grades on her looks alone. But I’ve been working hard to please you…in more ways than one.”

  I slid off the desk and onto my knees before him, my hands deliberately roaming up his thigh. “I could be very…grateful if you looked the other way. I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”

  Dean Jameson cleared his throat, his gaze locked onto my lips. “Miss Kelsey, I must remind you that such-“

  I cut him off with a sultry smile, my tongue darting out to moisten my plump lower lip. “We both know I don’t respond well to reminders, Dean.”

  With that, I captured his mouth in a searing kiss, my tongue twining with his as I ground my hips against his growing erection. It was clear he’d already made up his mind. And as we greedily explored each other, I knew my freedom was assured.

  After all, who could resist the charms of a naughty coed willing to do whatever it takes to get what she wants?