Being a 21-year-old coed phone sex princess has its perks, and trust me—I know how to use every single one of them. Forget those petite, blonde girls you see everywhere. I’m the one you can’t look away from, with a wild mane of brown hair that you’ll want to tangle your fists in, and a pair of huge, natural tits that strain against the fabric of my low-cut tops. My body is all soft, dangerous curves, and I love to watch men’s eyes get stuck on my round, juicy ass as I walk past.
I thrive on the attention. I love the way men stumble over themselves, suddenly offering me their notes, their seats, their time, all because I crossed my legs slowly, giving them a peek at the lace tops of my stockings, or tilted my head with a smile that lingers just a little too long. Teasing isn’t just fun—it’s a fucking art form, and I’m a master. I know exactly how to dangle the promise of something more without ever giving it away. A little laugh when they’re trying too hard, a playful “you’re so silly” while brushing my hair behind my ear, and suddenly they’re hooked, desperate to impress me.
And honestly? I adore the game. It’s not about being cruel, it’s about being in control. Why wouldn’t I take advantage of the way my body, my smile, and my confidence make men melt? I like seeing them flustered, watching them lose their composure while I stay calm, collected, and perfectly in charge. It’s power wrapped in lip gloss and laughter. The truth is, I love being that girl—the one they can’t stop thinking about long after I’ve walked away. I may look sweet, but I know exactly what I’m doing. And when I flash that flirty grin, batting my lashes just so, I always get what I want because I am a coed phone sex slut. Every. Single. Time. Especially when I know they’re imagining what it would be like to slide their hard cock right between my big, soft tits.
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