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Private Dancer

Happy Holidays, Baby. I have missed you and have a special surprise for my secret santa. I know you love to watch me dance at the club, so you’re invited for your own private performance at my place tonight. I will have cold champagne, and my hot body all ready for you to take however you like it. First, I will dance for you and get your cock throbbing inside your pants like never before.

No touching until  the song is over and I am down to no panties. I want to feel your eyes on my body and see you about to explode. I know all the dirty things that go through that perverted mind of yours and I’ve enjoyed making all of them cum true all year long for you. Now I want to know more. We have a whole new year ahead to delve into the darkest corners of your mind and let loose all that sexual deviance that we both know is there.

Watch my naked body and natural tits flow in front of you and hypnotize you into being my best lover. I want you to grab me and while you’re fucking me like no other, whisper your new wishes in my ear. I want dark and deep and I want you to cross lines you’ve never considered even saying out loud before. I will fuck and suck you as you tell me what you need and I will make sure every wish you make cums true. So sit back, relax, and tell me what you need from you’re dirty little whore.

Escort Service Where Ever You Like

I always get a lot of calls this time of year for escort work. I love the holidays because my clients give me bigger tips and they always throw in a bonus shopping spree – as I know I am their favorite girl. My schedule is slammed with “dates”, but I got a call and decided to make room for this guy because it sounded like it would be a blast, and he REALLY needed my help. He was in town with his whole family, and going out of his mind because he couldn’t get laid. His wife is some frigid bitch, and of course the rest of the family is all around him all the time.

His request was that I meet him at a restaurant where his family and him were having dinner. He asked that I wait for him in the men’s room, and every chance he got for the couple hour long dinner, he would come to the bathroom and get what he needed from my sweet pussy. It sounded so crazy, but I am all about trying new things, so I agreed. It didn’t hurt that he was paying me double for my time since I had to spend some of it alone in the men’s restroom.

I walked in the 5-star restaurant, dressed in a tight black dress. I saw an older guy sitting at a large table with his entire family. He winked at me and I knew that must be him. I made my way to the restroom and snuck in. My pussy was wet just thinking about how and what we would be doing in here. There were no chairs or anything… Minutes later he came through the door. I reached for one of the stall doors, but he grabbed me and told me to get naked right there. I did as he said and he took his pants down and laid on the floor!

I couldn’t believe he wanted to fuck me right in the middle of the restroom floor. But I didn’t want to waste time resisting because someone could walk in any minute. I straddled him and he shoved his cock deep into my ass. Another surprise I wasn’t expecting! I was impressed with this pervert who knew exactly what he wanted. I began bouncing and grinding on his cock and we were going at it like crazy when another man tried to walk in the restroom. He took one look at us and turned around and walked out. Him seeing me sent me over the edge and I came hard all over the guy.

He came deep in my ass and as he put his pants back on, he said to stay where I was and he would be back soon for more. I stood there, naked, with his cum dripping out of my ass, mixing with my own cum dripping from my pussy. I counted the seconds until that door opened again, looking forward to finding out what he had in mind next!

Forced Intoxication Phone Sex

Well the holidays are here there are so many parties with alcohol. I know there’s nothing like forced intoxication phone sex. I went to our company holiday party the other night and boy did they load me up with the booze. The stripper patrons were blasting me with here come drink with me I can’t drink alone. As I continued to drink I felt myself being more turned on. I couldn’t help but to slide a finger in me with every shot I did. I loved rubbing and smearing my juices on the shot cups. I couldn’t help to orgasm as I see the glasses being passed around. My Forced intoxication Phone Sexclothes kept seem to fall off my daughters were there to help mommy out. One guy must have caught on to my trick and began licking all the glasses that came his way. It excited me seeing how his sweet tongue rimmed the glasses and he seemed dart in and out of the cup like he was savoring an exotic wine. I’m sure a couple of times he caught my eyes admiring his work. So it was no surprise when he came down with 5 drinks. After the first one I felt my head spinning and his hands started wandering. I could feel his hands exploring my thighs. I tried to stop him but the alcohol was becoming too much. I realized how sultry and horny I was. I couldn’t help but wondering what the next fulfillment was. I felt his breath on my neck I told him I was done drinking, that it could lead to something. He smiled and shoved a drink in my mouth. He told me tonight I was going to be his bitch. I ended up being shoved me into the bathroom and lifted up my skirt. I felt his hands invading parts of me. He took the bottles id been drinking from and rammed them into my pussy. I tried to scream but I felt my screams were restrained. His big hands probed my ass poking and sliding his big fingers in between my cheeks. Every time I tried to mumble but I was forced to drink more. I turned to face him and that’s when he lifted me up ripped off my clothes in front of girls and told them that when mommy gets drunk this is what’s supposed to happen. I moaned with every thrust of the bottles he spread my legs wide and slid each one in me. I gasped with the girth of some. I tried to put some space between us but all he did was force more alcohol in me. I was becoming so drunk that I couldn’t fight him any longer but I wanted more. I was at his mercy. He took advantage of my limited mobility and fucked every hole I had. Upon waking wow those were some intense drinking games, I know grab those bottles and let’s get started.

I LOVE Attention

A lot of girls act like they don’t want attention or men staring at them, but they’re all lairs. Every women wants men lusting after them! I LOVE to drive men wild and I don’t lie about it. I may keep it a secret from my family and a few friends, it’s just not their business. Daddy wouldn’t want to know about how his little girl is all grown up and gets stuffed by different cocks daily. It would kill him!
Like what if he knew about me dancing at the clubs sometimes? It would make holidays a little bit more uncomfortable. I remember last Thanksgiving that my outfit got a lot of my family upset. I just wanted to look good for my family! Also, my cousin was dating a guy I used to hook up with and obviously I wanted to have a little fun with him.
After dinner, we both slipped away to the bathroom for awhile to have fun like we used to. It was such a thrill having his cum run down my leg while I was in the room with my clueless cousin. Those two idiots even got married and she still doesn’t know!! Can you believe it?

Diamonds and Pearls: Roleplay Phone Sex

My boss told me that there was a guy who wanted a little role play action and he’d give me money plus some coke.  Of course, I was interested!  The only thing was that I had to wear classy clothes and pearls and shit.  I was supposed to try to look like his young, dead wife.  Anyway, I didn’t give a fuck.  I dressed up and headed over to his mansion. When I got there, he offered me some brandy and gave me a script to read while he went off to do something else.  It was a friggin’ character portrait that he gave me; but, hell, whatever.  I could be this chick for a few hours.  The brandy warmed me and I kept drinking until he returned. 

But, this time, he wasn’t alone; there was a large black guy with him.  He was dressed nicely; but, from his build, he looked like he worked out in the yard for a living.  The old man then told me that I was going to be fucked by Robert, the black main standing there.  The old man leaned toward me and whispered, “He has a very big cock.” He looked at both of us and clapped his hands.  “Take your places,” he said with gusto. 

I sat down on the chair, crossing my legs; and, Robert came in.  He had already rehearsed his lines and knew them by heart.  He said that he was sorry to disturb “the lady of the house” and blah blah.  I reassured him.  And, apparently knowing the script better than me, he began ripping off my clothes.  The elderly man’s breathing intensified and we both could hear it, feet away from his chair. 

He slammed me down on the plush fabric and tore my bra from my breasts.  I asked him what he thought he was doing, and I even called for help.  I thought I was doing well.  Then, I heard the old man huff, “Fuck her!”  I almost laughed, but before I knew it, the man had his big, thick, black cock in my pussy.  I actually think that I said, “Ouch!”  I braced myself and kept thinking about the coke that I was going to score.  Finally, the enormous cock exploded inside of my pussy; and, I grimaced as he removed himself from my throbbing hole.  What a fucking crackpot, I thought, as he left the room; someone else delivered what we had been promised.  I put my clothes back on, collected my money and coke, and got the hell out of there. 

Cabaret: Drugs Phone Sex

At the strip club, we’ve been working on a musical number; it was the boss’s “great idea” this month.  But, it has been kinda fun, and I got a new costume!  We got to prance around on stage, singing and commanding the audience’s attention.  At the end of the show, one of the boss’s old chums propositioned us to perform again…but this time, he wanted us to be high and even raunchier.  Everyone was ecstatic; and, I offered to take lines for anyone who didn’t want to.  The boss’s friend thought I was so hot that he let me take a few more; and, by the time I got up on stage, I was feeling really fucked up and flying.  As we sang, everything seemed to speed up a little…and colors seemed more vibrant.  We weren’t exactly staying in tune or in sync with each other; but, things were getting crazy.  One of the dancers had gotten our cheap, plastic wine glasses and suctioned them against her nipples; then, she kept trying to get one to stick to her cunt.  Three of the other girls were making out, kissing and fucking each other’s holes on the stage floor.  Another girl was masturbating against her pole.  I continued dancing, taking more and more of my clothes off for the boss’s friend; I figured I could score big with him.  Finally, he told me that he would give me all the coke (and there was a lot left!) if I would bend over and let him finger my shit-hole.  It didn’t sound like a bad idea to me; so, I did as he asked.  Then, he started demanding that I call him “brother.”  As he grunted, his finger curling inside my asshole, he said, “Yeah, I’m gonna fuck my sister’s shit-hole.”  And, with one huge grunt, I felt his cum spray on the back of my thighs and ass.  He removed his finger and began licking it.  “Thank you, darling,” he said.  I took that as my cue to take the coke and leave; I also snagged the cash he had laying on the table, and he didn’t even notice!

Backfield in Motion

I don’t hate football season, but sometimes I get tired of hearing about it…and it keeps guys away from the strip club.  So, instead of trying to avoid football this year, I decided to embrace it as much as possible.  I started my own little jar where guys could guess the final scores of every game; and, those who guessed ‘spot on’ were going to be rewarded with a free visit to the V.I.P. room.  The trick was that they had to pay to enter; I double-charged them my normal rate for lap dances, but they didn’t seem to mind.  My first winner was an older guy, husky and smelled of whiskey and cigars.  He kinda reminded me of my grandfather…when I was little.  He got the normal slaps on the back and then followed me to the V.I.P. area.  First, he wanted me to jump around in my cheer-leading uniform, yelling for his old football team.  Apparently, he had been a football stud (according to him).  Then, he fell further into the couch and slapped his knees; by the bulge between his legs, I knew where he wanted my attention.  I crawled on top of him and he started calling me “Mary Anne,” his school sweetheart.  I didn’t really care; I just played along. 

“I don’t want to hurt you, Mary Anne,” he said, “but I really want to make love to you.”  I begged him to enter me, trying to sound like someone out of a 1960s film.  He gently slid his cock inside of me and told me how warm and tight I was; he was actually pretty sweet, I thought, even though calling me someone else’s name was a little creepy.  “Now, you know what I want to do, Mary Anne,” he said.  I was confused.  “I want to play in the backfield.  You know that’s my favorite.”  I understood and got on my knees while he spread my ass cheeks apart and spit in my asshole.  He spanked my buttocks and I jumped; he reassured me that I always liked it.  Pushing inside my tight ass, he shoved every inch of his manhood inside of my thin anal walls.  He was thick and stiff; and, as he pumped inisde of me, he continued to tell me that he had won every football game for me.  Only for me.  I tried not to bust out in laughter.  And, after he came inside of my ass, I turned around to suck his cock.  He kissed me on the forehead and told me that his Mary Anne would never do that.  As he left the room, I could hear his voice shouting, “Touch down!”  Whether the football team had scored or not, I have no clue; but, at least I had one happy customer and a wad of cash!

By Hook or by Crook

My co-worker and I were out on a binge night; we’d been saving all of our tips in order to score some really good shit.  But after dancing, drinking, and even playing some slots…we were out of cash.  We were walking out of a casino when we heard a guy call after us.  Turning around, we looked at him; he was a handsome businessman, maybe even a lawyer.  “I’m looking for a date.  How much?” he asked and moved his finger between us both.  We looked at each other; we were high, but we didn’t understand why he was asking for a dance in the middle of the street.  Probably thinking we were stupid, he walked closer and whispered that he was looking for a date.  It dawned on us that he thought we were hookers!  We weren’t offended and I could see that my friend was thinking the same thing: let’s keep the party going.

He agreed to our price and led us to a less than swanky motel.  He explained that he was sleeping somewhere else, but they had cameras; and, he couldn’t be caught on tape with us.  He gave me the money that he owed us and I put it in my corset.  My friend began grinding on his hips, dancing for him and kissing him.  I noticed there were a couple of handcuffs by the bed.  He was demanding that I come over there and bend over; he told me that he loved porcelain asses.  I swayed my ass while he rubbed it.  He ripped open a condom rapper with his teeth and started unloosening his pants.

I leaned all the way on top of him and grabbed the handcuffs.  “Let me do that,” I whispered seductively.  He smiled like it had been his idea all along.  I clasped the cuffs around his wrists to the posts.  “Oh, kinky!” he said and was becoming more excited.  We both knelt down and sucked his cock for fun…and for a picture.  My friend continued to take pictures as I got up and rummaged through his wallet.  We took all of his cash, which was a huge wad.  “Hey, what are you doing?!  You’ll never get away with this!”  Do you know who I am?!” he screamed.  “Nope,” I laughed, “but thanks for telling us that apparently other people do.”  My friend shook her camera phone in his face.  “So you best not do anything stupid and tell on us,” I instructed before playfully slapping his cheek.

We resumed our partying for two more days on the cash we’d gotten.  A week later, when we finally desired to return to work, our boss told us that word on the street was that there was some congressman or something who had been tied up by two hookers.  He’d escaped before the reporters got there only because the hotel clerk had been bribed to remove some cuffs with a bolt cutter!

The princess and the stripper

The boss has this high-class daughter that he sent to Paris to go to school; he talks about her all of the time, and especially now that she’s coming to visit.  I was curious about her, not really sure how someone young lives like that…all pristine and shit.  She wouldn’t dare come to the strip club, even though that’s what paid for her high-class way of living.  I was annoyed at the boss’s allegiance to this stuck-up little princess, but I was still eager to meet her.  I found out where she was staying…it was in some lavish hotel, not even with her father.  And, from there, I devised a plan.

I died my hair blonde and found a large pair of glasses that covered most of my face; then, I picked out some of the best clothes that I had lifted from a high-end store.  Getting in the hotel was pretty easy; and, so was marching right up to her suite.  I told her that I was an investor and wanted to talk about several potential options for her.  The topic of money made her eyes light up; and, she poured us some brandy.  We sipped delicately until I told her that the firm that I represented was run by an elegant man but he liked to have crazy fun sometimes.

She pulled the pins out of her hair and said that she was capable of going crazy.  “Well, honesty, I’m not sure; he’s very particular about the women he allows to invest with his firm.  Most of them end up marrying his rich male friends.”  She huffed and asked what she had to do.  I told her that we needed to create a portfolio; that’s why I came here.  I explained that the pictures needed to be sexy and kinky.  She did not hesitate pulling her clothes off while I set up a tripod with a camera.  I was going to blackmail her with the photos, promising to show them to her daddy; but, I had so much fun with her that I thought I’d hold off for a little bit!

Underneath her clothes, she wore white stockings and undergarments.  I had her pose with her ass up in the air; I even put a dog bone (that I had brought with me) in her mouth!  Even she had to laugh; and, the more I made her drink, she loosened up.  She started kissing me and told me that she wanted to make photographs with me.  She was sure that my boss would just love that.  We started kissing; and, the damn freak even kissed my feet.  Who would have thought that the boss’s proper daughter would have a foot fetish?!  But, she does.  She wasn’t too sloppy as a kisser, either; and, when she bent down to lick my pussy…well, I’m not sure where she learned to roll her tongue like that!

Hot phonesex: A stripper and a sissy

A couple of nights ago, this well-dressed man came into the club; he shoved $50 dollar bills in my G-string. He promised to return the next day and bring $100 dollar bills, and he was true to his word. He also asked me to think about spending the entire night with him for $2,000; if I didn’t want to do that, he said that he would rent the VIP room for us. I imagined the blow that I could get with the money, and you know that I decided to accept the offer!

He smiled and was very pleased that I accepted his offer. That night, he picked me up in his Porsche and he took me to his mansion. I had brought my dancing clothes, some sexy outfits, and a few toys; I wasn’t sure what he really wanted, but I figured that I had my bases pretty well covered. He told me to get dressed while he went into the bathroom. I quickly chose my red outfit.

When he emerged from the bathroom, I was shocked; there he stood in women’s satin underwear, a collar, and nothing else. He got on the ground and began to beg for my forgiveness, declaring that he wasn’t worthy of me. I didn’t know what else to do but play along. I called him a sick, twisted fuck and kicked him. I demanded that he say that he was a pathetic little sissy and I pressed my heel to his crotch; I kept applying pressure until I was satisfied with his tears and conviction. I took my panties that I had worn at work and shoved the crotch in his mouth; I yelled at him to suck all my juices and sweat off of it. He groveled and thanked me.

I told him to lie on the bed and I retrieved the biggest dildo that I had with me. I lubed it up and shoved it into his ass. While I moved it around in his ass, I ordered him to stroke his cock violently. I punished him with the dildo, pounding his ass, and telling him that I was going to tell everyone what he was. I threatened to go to his place of work and expose him. The bastard came so hard that he was crying. Satisfied that I’d earned my money, I left him as he crawled underneath his sheets with an exhausted but happy smile. It was definitely worth the money, and I got a kick out of it, too!

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