If you have a phone sex fetish, I welcome it on my sex line. One of my favorite fetishes men call me for involves their wives fucking black men. Hung black men. Charlie’s wife cuckolds him. And it is a new thing for her. She saw some BBC porn recently, got curious and let a black man from her gym fuck her one day. Charlie’s wife thought it would be a one and done experience to get it out of her system, kill the curiosity. But that’s never how it goes. I am sure you know what saying was on my mind, LOL.
According to Charlie, his wife told him to find a phone sex girl specializing in interracial cuckolding and he found me. Well, Charlie came to the right person. I told him the truth. His wife is not his wife anymore. Her hung black stud lover owns her for life. She will never fuck his pathetic little white dick ever again. Women get older and their priorities shift. His wife and he never had any little ones. Likely, because with such a tiny pecker, he has a low sperm count and could never impregnate his wife.
I am sure his wife loves him, but she loves big black cock more now. And my guess is, that black gym guy and all his black friends love fucking his wife too. I gave it to Charlie straight. His wife is his wife in name only. And he confessed to me that her new hung BBC lover comes and goes from his house when he wants. Plus, he told Charlie to move out of the master bedroom because he is the master of the house now.
Cuckolding phone sex calls excite me. I love to shame unworthy dicks. But more importantly, I want women to know size matters. And that their sexual pleasure matters too. Charlie needs cuckold therapy. So, I told him he needs weekly therapy sessions to get accustomed to his new life as a cuckold husband. Maybe I can help you be a good cucky too?
I love phone sex. The older I get the more I think about retiring from the club. I do not dance as much as I used to. Mostly, I manage the girls and hire new talent. But I find it harder and harder to find reliable girls. Most girls who would even consider stripping, find it easier to cam from home or do Only Fans. But both those fields became over saturated in the past couple years, and that makes it harder for girls to earn a livable wage. But stripping? Easy work for a bigger payout. And consistent money too.
I decided to do some recruiting, which I never do. Usually, I place ads in the local city paper and online. But this past week, I went to the local colleges with flyers. Summer school still gets plenty of coeds. We have a community college, three big colleges, and an all girls college in my town. And I started with the all girls school.
As I walked around campus, I felt so smart, but I stood out. I did not look like a coed or a teacher, and some girls stared at me. But I found this coed sitting by herself on a bench reading. So, I approached her. She looked like she would even make a good GFE phone sex provider, But I wanted to recruit her for the club. She had the girl next door appeal. Not the buxom bimbo look. And I strive to have a variety of girls because men have different tastes.
I sat next to her and gave her my spiel. She invited me to her off campus apartment nearby since the heat felt brutal. However, when we got back to her place, she came on to me. This girl could not have been much older than 20 and I am 38 almost 39. Then I thought about it. I date older men. If girls can like older men, why not older women too?
I kissed her, as I fondled her small but natural breasts. And the next thing I knew my tongue found its way to her young bald pussy. What an amazing body too. So natural, smooth and sweet tasting. We fucked in her apartment using our fingers and tongues. She made me cum very hard. And I think she would say the same about me.
Although I have played around with other strippers in the VIP room for a patron, and played with some of my girlfriends, I had never been with a girl that young before. And I must admit that I loved it. She admitted she’s bisexual with a thing for sexy blondes. Now, I might be bisexual with a thing for sexy coeds. Although she declined my offer to come to the club for tryouts, she gave me her number so we can play again. I consider that a win.
Married men phone sex took an even hotter turn this week when I got to play the lonely housewife in need of a “Wife Special” with James, “The Naked Handyman.” My friend Layla knew I felt sexually frustrated and lonely. With a husband always on the road for work, my needs never get addressed. Until yesterday when I called up the number that she gave me and asked for the “Wife Special.”
Still not quite understanding what that entailed, I called James. And he sounded so sweet and sexy. He encouraged me to take a hot shower and to slip into something that makes me feel sexy. So, I did as I was told. Slipped into this long, pink, silky negligee I love after a relaxing shower. My husband does not appreciate me in anything sexy. He only has work on the brain.
I started to pour myself a glass of wine when I heard a knock at the door. When I saw James, my heart fluttered, and my kitty purred. What a hunk. He brought his toolbox. But I assumed it only contained tools. I offered James a drink, but he declined. He wanted to stay sober to focus on me. No one ever focuses on me. When he told me he planned on making me his wet slut, my knees started to wobble, and my heart began to flutter. Oh my, I think I am in trouble, I said to myself.
When he opened his toolbox, I saw the sexy toys and rope. For a moment, I worried because I did not know this man. However, my bestie would never send a serial killer to my door, so I let myself give in to him. He tied me up on my coffee table with my legs spread wide and bound to the legs of the table. And to make it more romantic, he sprinkled rose petals all over my body. The smell of scented candles permeated the room adding to that ambiance I craved. Some how this stranger, James, knew how I like to be romanced.
When he dropped rose petals on my magic garden, I purred. Thought I might get a hot squirting pussy on the spot. However, that did come later. I could feel his hot breath on my body as he kissed down it. And I wanted to touch him, kiss him, feel his flesh against mine, but he made me wait. He wanted to give me pleasure. As he worked his way down my stomach to my magic garden, I could feel my chest heaving with excitement. My body felt incredible.
Soon he found his way to my special garden. He informed me that tonight he owned my cunt. Perhaps, after last night, he will always own my cunt. He lapped at my kitty for quite some time before I heard a low buzzing sound. Still lost in the sensations my naked handyman provided for me, I wondered if I was falling for a stranger. He inserted the vibrator slowly into my pussy, and before long a geyser went off between my legs. Seriously, I doused my naked handyman in my love juice. However, James did not appear to mind.
Seriously, I doused my naked handyman in my love juice. However, James did not appear to mind.
When he asked me if he could get naked, I giggled and said of course. I mean you cannot call yourself The Naked Handyman and stay clothed, right? As he stripped, I admired his sexy body. Been way to long since I saw, felt or tasted a beautiful cock. After I basked in the glow of his nakedness, he walked towards my head. And I prayed I would be able to worship his cock. He hovered his cock over my face, slowly lowering his love gun into my mouth to grant me my wish. However, I wanted to touch his beautiful cock. Or even just hold on to his thighs, but alas, I remained bound.
I did my best to deep throat his cock without touching him, but I struggled. So, I begged him to release me, and he did. Once he untied me, he carried me to the bed I sleep in alone most nights. He made sweet love to me, and I came again so hard. I could not keep my hands off him though. Touching every muscle, kissing his soft lips, and feeling his strong hands on my body proved too much for me to handle and I squirted again on his magnificent cock.
In that moment, I felt like Sleeping Beauty and my prince/naked handyman had awakened my body. James made me feel things and experience things I never had before. It felt easy to get lost in his touch and his gaze. His love gun felt amazing penetrating my neglected pussy. Although I wanted to feel him cum inside me, I wanted to see his explosion more. So, he pulled out his cock and shot the biggest cum shot all over my chest and neck. I got a pearl necklace for the first time in forever.
After our powerful orgasms, we collapsed in each other’s arms. We cuddled and talked, making me wonder if I was indeed falling for The Naked Handyman. I owe my friend a debt of gratitude. She introduced me to an amazing man. And I think I will need that “Wife Special” again and again.
The King of black cock phone sex took time out of his busy traveling schedule to fly me to Vegas for a Juneteenth spectacular. Do you know what four words your wife or woman wants to hear? Black Bull God Cock! Those same four words also happen to be the scariest words for a white man to hear. Why? Well, the reason is obvious. White boys cannot compete where they don’t compare. And Big Daddy King sports a superior cock that white boys cannot compete with. And definitely will never compare with either.
But no one can compare or compete with Big Daddy King. That’s why he is The Living Legend. And the King of all Kings. Oh, and let’s not forget he is also The Supreme Being and rightful leader of the Black New World Order. If anyone can knock a white boy off his throne, it is the Black Bull God. But white women react much differently than their counterparts. Women everywhere, whisper, “Black Bull God Cock,” to each other and a frenzy starts just at the mention of his name.
But gfe phone sex babes like me get to be part of the Black Bull God Cock posse. And they demand that their men take multiple jobs if needed to pay the necessary tributes to join the King’s elite and coveted posse. And those same men often go bankrupt keeping their women happy. White men fund the Black New World Order. Women feel desperate to just get a glimpse of The Black Bull God and his anaconda. That’s why this Juneteenth celebration in Vegas filled the Sphere and broke all records,
Wherever The Black Bull God visits, a feeding frenzy ensues. And you get more celebrities at a Black Bull God Cock show than a Taylor Swift concert, LOL. All walks of life love Big Daddy King. We all worship the ground he walks on. And we all want to worship the Black Bull God Cock. All sorts of women clamored to be on stage with The Black Bull God. However, only the highest contributors and a few select celebrities and sugar babies made it up on the platform with the King. The arena looked packed. Women shouted, “Black Bull God Cock,” repeatedly. And they stomped their feet as they chanted which shook the stage.
Women swooned, moaned, cried and a few passed out when The Black Bull God removed his robe and stood before us in white compression shorts that did not stay on long. Hands across the Anaconda occurred as soon as the beast of a cock, The Black Bull God Cock came out of those white compression shorts smacking women in the face. You should have heard the gasps in the audience. And I am not talking about the women who packed the arena. I mean the men that paid for their women to be there. Seeing is believing.
But once The Black Bull God Cock came out women passed out, screamed and gasped as they saw the most magnificent cock on the planet. Over 8 sets of hands on the Black Bull God Cock, and plenty of big black cock meat left to give you an idea of how big and thick the anaconda is.
And we all chanted Black Bull God Cock as we took our turns at cock worshiping phone sex with the Supreme Being. It takes a village to handle The Black Bull God Cock. But we got our turns riding a former Cowboy and he anointed us with the biggest load of cum too. It’s good to be the King. And it sucks to lose your women to The Black Bull God. But face it men, it is inevitable.
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I have the ass for hot ass sex. However, I do not let just anyone fuck my ass. Money talks. I prefer a big and thick cock for any of my fuck holes. But I will let a few inches short of my preference fuck my ass slide. I met a new man recently. He checked off all my boxes, but he his cock measured at 7 inches. Although that may be big to some women, I find that size average. And I am not an average girl.
But he treats me well. He loves to rim ass and eat pussy too. Plus, he appears to be a very wealthy man. And I do make some small exceptions for the rich and famous, if they treat me well. Sam and I did not even meet at the strip club, but he told me I looked like a dancer. And I thought he looked good, so I asked him if he needed a private dancer. I channeled my inner Tina Turner.
The next thing I knew, I was in his hotel giving him a lap dance like the phone sex whore I am. He turned out to be an ass man. But that is never a problem for me. However, here is the funny thing. He believes it is not cheating if he only gets a blowjob or fucks a woman in the ass. Somehow, I think his wife might not agree. However, I do not care if a man is married. If you look good and spoil me, your marital status is never an issue.
I did not burst my lover’s bubble. I let him think anal sex does not count as cheating on your wife. If he wanted to give me a hardcore ass fucking, I did not plan on saying no. Why would I? His cock I doubted I could feel in my cunt anyway. But 7 inches feels perfect for my ass. We’ve been ass fucking for a week now. And he pays me $1000 a nut. This guy I plan on milking dry one ass fuck at a time.
I love to play with my wet bald pussy at the club. However, the best part is when someone watches me masturbate. Sometimes, if I find a cock underwhelming, but I find the man appealing, I engage in some mutual masturbation fun. And Larry seemed good with that. I just blamed the club for having a no sexual contact rule for the strippers. They do have that rule, but it’s not there for them to enforce. The owner designed the rule to give us sexy babes leeway on who we want to fuck.
And I did not want to fuck Larry. However, I did want to milk his wallet dry. He checked all my boxes except for the big cock box. Now, his cock appeared average. But I am not an average chick. I am a phone sex whore and sexy stripper with standards. Larry’s pockets ran deep. But his cock underwhelmed me. But he paid me to rub one out. And I begged him to rub one out with me.
He kept tossing me money as I masturbated. I have the best life. Where else do I get to masturbate for cash. Sure, if I elected to become a cam girl I could but I want to watch you stroke too. Watching a man be master of his domain turns most women on. Even an average cock, I will watch. And Larry appeared to be a grower not a shower. However, even when he grew, he still sported an average dick. And I am far from an average girl.
But we came together, nonetheless. And I licked his cum off the floor. And that turned out to be a smart and profitable move for me. I kept my standards, came with a sexy man and earned a few extra grand in the VIP room without violating my standards. This gfe phone sex babe calls that a win win day.
My trainer told me he planned a hardcore work out for me. But what he gave me seemed closer to a hardcore ass fucking. I want to be in shape because it is bikini season. So, I hired Tony to get my beach body back. Since I rarely strip much anymore, I do not get the pole workouts I once did. I never question what experts tell me. So, when he told me to get naked, I did. However, when he instructed me to finger my pussy while I did abdominal exercises, I knew this would not be a traditional workout.
I played along. But I am not a dumb blonde. Although I can play the part well. He had me doing squats over his big hard cock for “exercise.” I never could do squats. However, a big hard dick provided me with the right inspiration. If I had to do squats over a throbbing hard cock, sticking it up my ass or my cunt, I’d be in the best shape of my life. This trainer knew just the right incentive to kick start this phone sex whore’s fitness routine.
After about a hundred squats on his cock, I felt the burn in more than just my thighs. My ass was on fire. And my pussy felt just as sore. So, I thought that was the end of the work out, but he wanted me to do like 100 pushups between his thighs with my mouth going up and down his shaft. He had to squat down to be more level with me on the ground. I could taste my own sweaty ass juice on his dick as my mouth bobbed up and down his thick shaft. I’m an ass to mouth phone sex whore, but this was not role play.
We finished our work out on a yoga ball. As I worked my gluteus maximus muscle, he worked his muscle in and out of my pink pussy. When I would squeeze my ass cheeks, he would shove his cock inside me, forcing me to squeeze his cock with my pussy. I could feel my ass and cunt muscles getting trained well. Perhaps, I finally found a trainer who gets me. At this rate, he will have me in the best shape of my life.
I enjoy hot phonesex calls. Perk of this job is masturbating with callers. And I love to get off. I think I was in my early 20s when I had my first orgasm. My upbringing no one would consider ideal. And many would think growing up as daddy’s sex slave would make me frigid. Perhaps it did for a bit. However, the adult industry quickly taught me that orgasms are a good thing.
And I can cum at the club. And I can cum on calls. Plus, I can cum with my lovers too. I think the way to make America better is more orgasms. Who feels angry after a good cum, right? This guy came into the club last night and he just looked like he needed a good cum. His face told me he experienced a rough day and that he might be one comment away from a meltdown.
And I think we have all been there. So, I decided I wanted to relieve his stress. That’s what gfe phone sex babes do. We drain balls. I gave him a complimentary lap dance. We have that leeway at the club. The boss views it as a way to tease a guy into the VIP room. And it worked. He asked me how much for the VIP room, and pulled out a black AMEX card and I knew I had a potential sugar daddy.
We went into the VIP room where I could give him the treatment he needed to turn his frown upside down. A little sexy naked dancing and his cock stood at attention. And boy did he appear to have some backed up balls. Rich, handsome and single? You better believe I milked him dry. In more ways than one too.
He wanted a prostate milking. That cost extra. However, I never mind prostate phone sex. I know how to milk your glands. And for this guy, I gave him my all. Two fingers in his ass. Tits around his throbbing cock. And my mouth around his purple head. He left the club a different man with no cum backed up in his balls. That’s the power of an orgasm. Do you need to cum today?
Mistress phone sex, I am no stranger too. I have long been the other woman. You know the side piece who takes care of a man and does all the things wives no longer do. But mistress seems to be one of those words with double meaning. And for me it means I can also be a bad ass dominatrix. And that, I love too.
A few weeks ago, I got a loser tossed from the club. He got too handsy with me in the VIP room. Now, usually I would let something like that slide. However, he had a minuscule penis. So, no way could he pay me enough to forget his Shrinky dink dick. The loser found me. Not where I live luckily, but he followed me from the club one night to an after-hours club. And I thought I would need to get him kicked out of another club. But he made a proposal. One that appeared mutually beneficial.
I impressed him the night I had him removed from the club. And it made him think about what he could offer women. Money is really all he has. But in his experience women chose money over sexual satisfaction. He wanted some cbt phone sex. And I was game since he offered me a lot of money. A lot of money. No skin off my nose if you want to pay me to trample your worthless genitals.
So twice a week I get to be the other kind of mistress with Evan. I put on my stiletto heels and stomp on his cock and balls. And I whip his worthless equipment too. He gives me all the power. Plus, he gives up his body too. I am the owner of his worthless dick and balls. And I cage his tiny pecker when he is not with me to help prevent him from masturbating. Since I own his cock and balls, only I can give permission for him to orgasm.
I edge him too during our sessions so that his balls turn blue when I cage his junk. This might be the easiest money ever. He pays me for small dick humiliation and cock and ball torture. I love being a dominatrix phone sex babe too.
Hot ass sex in the club happens often. But it did not happen last night. Despite a man’s valiant efforts. I did not see him as fuckable. Most men want to fuck me. But I am more into draining wallets than fucking losers. And this man appeared to be a redneck loser. He came in with some of his friends and caused a scene. Scruffy looking men with dirty hands and filthy mouths.
Although I appreciate men who work with their hands, this guy trash talked the club and the dancers. And in the same breath tried to fuck me. However, he thought a sexy babe like me would fuck him for free. I laughed so hard at him. Not only did he have zero class, but he was broke with a small dick too. He could not afford the VIP room. Hell, he and his 6 friends could not even pool their resources to buy the VIP room for an hour. Caviar tastes on a Spam budget.
This piece of shit started spewing racial hate when he saw me give a black man a lap dance. I am a black cock phone sex whore. I told him that kind of talk is never tolerated around here, and he got in my face. The club backed me. I let off a litany of small dick jokes and the man tried to smack me. So, I kicked him hard in the nuts in my stripper heels. The club might not have been the right setting for cock and ball torture, but he had it coming.
I trampled his worthless dick and balls. But the best part was when I took off my thong and jacked off my hot black patron so his cum was all over my panties. I bet you know what happened next. I took a page out of the cuckolding phone sex manual and shoved my cum coated panties in that loser’s mouth. And I told him to taste that superior seed. His friends laughed at him. They did not want any of my punishment.
Those losers got banned from the club. It is one thing to slam me. But when you talk shit about superior black men and their superior big black dicks, I will put you in your place.
