I enjoy dominatrix phone sex calls. I am a sexy switch. The size of your cock determines which side of me you get. I was at the club last night. I did a sexy striptease in a hot leather outfit and that got the attention of this rich subby guy in the club. He was an out-of-town businessman staying at the hotel across the street from the club. He paid for two hours in the VIP room. It is $500 an hour for the VIP room. It can hold up to 10 guys in there. Sometimes, a group of men will chip in and get the room together, but I know I have a rich guy when he gets the room just for us. He was handsome, but I could tell he was submissive. He called me ma’am and goddess. He would barely look this phone sex babe in the eyes. He was not even locked on my big tits, LOL. I asked him what he wanted, but I knew. He pulled out his tiny little dick. I started laughing. He knew I would too. A goddess like me demands a big cock. I had my leather outfit on still. I grabbed a flogger off the wall and started whipping his pathetic dick. I made him strip naked for me. He wanted more than just small dick humiliation. He wanted some cock and ball torture. Every whip I gave him, he tossed a $100 bill at me. That made me want to whip him more. I dick teased him too. I twerked my fine ass on his worthless pecker just to get it hard enough to trample with my heel. I could have easily busted a testicle, but I did not want to ruin him. I want this rich loser coming back to visit me. I made bank off his cbt phone sex. Hey, if you want your balls busted, and you pay me what I am worth, why would I say no? I consider it a tax or a tribute for being so pathetic. Tiny dick losers need to pay for time with a sexy goddess. We do not waste our time on men like my client for shits and giggles. We do it for the money and the satisfaction of putting a man in his rightful place. Are you worthy of me?
No one does gfe phone sex like Big Daddy King. Stands to reason since he is the Supreme Being that he would rock Valentine’s Day for his elite sugar baby posse. I know Big Daddy King’s schedule and his wife’s schedule too. My King had a busy weekend with the Super Bowl festivities. He is football 3 Super Bowl winning legend. I knew he would be home alone on Valentine’s Day, at least in the morning. I wanted to surprise the King of all Kings with a Valentine’s Day present of beautiful sugar babies in black and red lingerie. The King could not be alone in his castle on Valentine’s Day. Not on my watch. I am the Sugar Baby OG. I rounded up BDK’s favorite bevy of beauties: Savanah, Baby Doll, Destiny, Kardashia and of course, me. We sported our BDK bling and our BNWO and Queen of Spades tats, as well as our tramp stamps that say, “Property of BDK,” and we got in the limo and rode to the palace in style.
We decided that Valentine’s Day should be Black New World Order Day. This is the one day out of the year that white women cannot say no to a black man. But let’s be honest here. White women never say no to a hung black superior man, do they? Big Daddy King is the world leader of the BNWO. That is because he is the King of all Kings and the King of All Cocks. The anaconda is the driving force behind the Black New World Order, so Valentine’s Day should be about the real chocolate that women want! Women want more than black cock phone sex. They want that Anaconda meat for real. This sugar baby and her fellow bevy of beauties wanted the anaconda on Valentine’s Day too.
We walked up the marble staircase and into the King’s parlor. He sleeps naked of course. We saw our King, sleeping on his back with his silk white sheets levitating in the air because the anaconda was awake even if Big Daddy King was not! We stood over the King, watching him sleep. I pulled back the sheet so we could gaze at his chiseled, sexy body. In unison, we recited the Pledge of Allegiance for the Black New World Order. Our beloved King woke up and we gave him rainbow kisses. We all jumped into bed with Big Daddy King and worshiped his body and the anaconda. We were wearing different shades of lipstick so we could leave him rainbow kisses all over his body and his King of all Cocks.
We took turns worshiping the anaconda. While blowing the best cock on the planet, we each recited the Pledge of Allegiance of the BNWO, and dedicated our bodies and hearts to Big Daddy King as the natural leader of the Black New World Order. White women make up the Cult of Anaconda. I bet your woman knows who Big Daddy King is and secretly worships the anaconda too. She likely masturbates to thoughts of the anaconda owning her white girl pussy. We spent Valentine’s Day worshiping our King, and the leader of the BNWO. We did not just give though. Big Daddy King gives back. The anaconda is the gift that keeps on giving. He gave us the biggest cum shot from the biggest piece of chocolate on the planet for Valentine’s Day. What a magical way to spend the most romantic day of the year. And now the day of Anaconda World Domination. #BNWO #SupremeBeing #PropertyofBDK #CultofAnaconda #TheLivingLegend #AnacondaWorldDomination #SupremeBeing
He wanted hot ass sex in the club. The he is this man I have been seeing on the sly. Not the sly on my end, but his end. I am single. I have a few sugar daddies and they are all married. Just the way I like them. Men with wives do not make demands of my time or what I do for a living. Most married men love that I am an adult worker. It makes me sexier. Smart men know that a woman who is comfortable naked in front of strangers, is hot in bed. This new guy I have been seeing is a trust fund boy. His daddy was a big real estate mogul in New York. Daddy died last year, left the fortune to his only son. Junior is 20 years older than me, but a bit of a playboy. He is married with a few fuck trophies but he likes to spend his money on fast cars and whores, including phone sex whores. He came into the club last year and we hit it off. He lives in NYC, but he is in town for business once a month, and he always sees his PA mistress. I have no doubt there is a hot blonde bitch in every city. I know how sugar daddies operate. I am not the jealous type. Well this sugar daddy surprised me a couple days early for Valentine’s Day. He wanted to spend some time with his blonde goddess. As a playboy, he has long had the fantasy of fucking in the club. So, I made his dream cum true in the VIP room. He bought the room for four hours. The club was happy because that was great money for all of us. I gave him a sexy striptease, some of my best oral action and my wet bald pussy. He came many times in me. Not bad for a man almost 60. But, I can make a dead man cum as the song goes. I love making men happy anywhere and anytime. Well, real men that is with nice cocks and nice wallets to spoil me with. I do not want any Splenda daddies this Valentine’s Day or any day, LOL!
There is no other black cock phone sex than with Big Daddy King and Cody just discovered that. Big Daddy King can never have enough hot blonde, stacked sugar babies in his posse. That is because he is the Supreme Being. I mean there is no more virile man in the world. As his sugar baby OG, I never get jealous when another sugar baby joins the fold. He is more than a man, and I am just one mortal woman. Big Daddy King needs a bevy of beauties to take care of him and his anaconda cock. Big Daddy King has the dream sugar baby posse that all hot chicks aspire to be a part of, so Cody understood the honor and privilege that was bestowed on her when she was asked to go to Phoenix for an all-star elite Pre-Super Bowl Party. BDK is a fan fest favorite at Super Bowl pre parties. He took Dallas to three Super Bowls. The Cowboys have not been the same since he left! Not to mention the other teams he has played for too. Big Daddy King is a Legend in football as well as a legend to all women alive.
Cody is a blonde bimbo, but she still understood the privilege before her. I flew to Phoenix to meet my beloved King and Cody. I got her ready for her sugar baby debut. That included getting her tramp stamp, and her Queen of Spades and BNWO tats on her cute bubble butt cheeks. Cody and I took a limo ride to the club with Big Daddy King. We adorned his Adonis body and kissed him all over in the back seat of the limo which left lipstick marks all over him. For Cody, she fell hard for The Living Legend at hello. He makes any women weak in the knees. I have been Big Daddy King’s lead side piece for almost a decade now, and I still pinch myself and ask, “How did I get so lucky?”
Big Daddy King always looks fly. He got out of his limo in a 3 piece Armani suit looking like the boss he is. He was co-hosting the hottest pre Super Bowl party in the hottest club in Phoenix. Cody was on one arm, and I was on the other, making us the most coveted women in the world. Millions of women wished they were us walking in on The Supreme Being’s beefcake arms. And millions of men wish they were Big Daddy King. A paparazzi frenzy ensued as we walked into the elite club knowing how envied we were as members of the best gfe phone sex posse in the world. Cody and I are part of the Black New World Order with no one other than Big Daddy King could be the leader. We were wearing our BDK bling and showing off our Property of BDK tramp stamps. We were glowing in his presence.
On the dance floor, Cody got even more awe struck as she felt the anaconda press against her little ass. We went into the VIP room with our Supreme Being and The King of all Kings. We drank top shelf champagne and hob knobbed with other NFL players past and present. Cody was so star struck that she fell to her sugar baby knees to worship the anaconda right there. She begged to see the anaconda. I warned her she was not prepared for the King of all Cocks. No woman really is. Seeing is believing in the power of the greatest cock on the planet. One sugar baby alone cannot worship the anaconda in its entirety. That is because it is larger than life. Bigger than a tree trunk. Hell, the anaconda was longer and thicker than Cody’s forearm. Big Daddy King bent Cody over the balcony and pumped her sugar baby pussy full of premium black cock meat. The anaconda deep stroked Cody’s young bald pussy. She quivered and trembled. BDK and the anaconda makes us all weak. I watched Cody’s eyes roll in the back of her head and I knew she was cumming harder than she ever has before.
I got some deep stroke love from the anaconda too. Cody and I got on our knees, cheek to cheek and begged for the biggest nut around. The anaconda is more of a cock than any cock known to woman. We did not care that we were in a public club. We will worship the anaconda wherever and whenever. We are just so lucky to be members of the most elite sugar baby posse ever. Thank you Big Daddy King. Thank you anaconda. Thank you for showing us so much love. #SupremeBeing #Addicted 2Anaconda #AnacondaWorldDomination #TheLivingLegend #BlackCockSuperiority #OurSugarDaddyisHotterThanYourSugarDaddy.
Mistress phone sex, I enjoy. I am always the mistress, never the wife. Married men love me. I think married men love having a blonde bimbo to take care of their every horny need. You know, the stuff wives are supposed to do, but don’t once they get that ring on their finger. That is fine by me. I have zero interest in being married. I have no happily married friends. My girlfriends who are married, married only for financial security. They have their side lovers. I am not saying I will never get married, but right now, I am enjoying being the mistress. I am a good gfe phone sex slut. I love being the other woman. That is because married men give their mistresses the best of themselves. They fuck the shit out of their mistresses. They spoil their mistresses. They do not fight with their mistresses either. I have a few married men I see regularly and I just added another one to my rotation. One of the nice things about being the mistress is no married man tries to control your every move. Married men do not get jealous. The last single guy I dated tried to get me to quit my stripping job. As if I would do that. Sure, eventually I will get too old for the club, but I will just manage the girls full-time when that happens. He also wanted me to quit my phone sex job. No way. I enjoy my income, my independence and my sex work far too much to give it up for a man. Married men do not tell their mistresses to quit their jobs. They do not tell them to only see them either. Being the other woman gives me so much more freedom to be a slut. Why would I want to tie myself done to one man, when I can have so many hung married men who spoil me? Being the other woman is just too much fun.
I am a sucker for romantic phone sex. As a sexy GFE, I appreciate men who treat me like a princess. I have a submissive, side. I even have a dominatrix size queen side too. But I love to straddle the in between with some hot GFE sex. James long thought I was the sexiest girl on campus. We had a chance encounter when I ran into him with a mutual friend who introduced us. He was nervous, even a little embarrassed because his friend told me he had a major crush on me. I thought he was cute. I was flattered. When he asked me to his ROTC ball, I accepted. I needed a change from the bad boys I was dating. I was nervous to go out with him too. He was cute and nice. A rare combo I had yet to experience at that time in my life.
I picked out a sexy red formal gown to wear, with matching lingerie underneath. I had my hair and my nails done too. I wanted this date to be special for us both. I wanted a magical gfe phone sex moment we would always remember. James went all out to show me a special time too. He rented a limo to go to the ball in style. He bought me flowers too. Such a gentleman. I was not used to that, but I was falling fast in love with a boy I had just met. I felt like the belle of the ball too. I had his attention fully. He introduced me to everyone like he was proud to be seen with me. I wanted to be seen with him too. We danced to our favorite Poison song, “Every Rose Has its Thorn,” and my hurt fluttered for him.
I did not want the moment to end. After the magical dance, the limo took me back to his dorm. James’s roommate was gone for the weekend, and we had the place to ourselves. I was falling hard for a boy on our first date. I wanted him so much. I wanted to make love to him. I wanted to marry him and have his babies too. First man to make me want to be a wife and a mother. I was nervous. It felt like the first time. James was so sweet and caring. Our first kiss was on the dance floor, and I melted into his arms. This second kiss, I fell in love and in bed with my handsome military cadet. We made passionate love all night. I was with a boy who genuinely thought that I hung the moon and the stars. I was basking in his adoration for me, but it was mutual. He was the most genuinely nice guy I had ever met. After that first date, we made passionate love and declared our devotion to one another. Not many gentlemen in my life at the time I met James. We became inseparable that day. Roleplay phone sex brought us together, fate too.
I love accomplice phone sex calls. I do not get them often enough. I am a sexy switch. I can be the sexy GFE who worships your big cock. I can be your submissive sex slave. But I can be your bad ass bitch accomplice who helps you with your dark fantasies too. Tony called me because he wanted something young and tight to play with. He knew I could help. Behind every male predator is a woman accomplice. That is because women can recruit young girls easier than men. Young girls do not get stranger danger vibes from a woman. I can look sexy as fuck, or I can look like a mom. When I am recruiting young talent for you, I tend to look more like a mom. I am a great actress too. My phone sex career has prepared me to play all sorts of roles. I knew just the type of girl Tony wanted. He wanted a little ginger girl. He wanted her to be young and look younger. I stalked the parks, the mall and the school yards until I found the one he wanted. She was perfect. Young, cute and innocent. Dumb too because she willingly got into a car with a stranger. All I said was your mother sent me to pick you up. She was playing by herself at the park. Likely, a stop on her way home from school. Tony was in love with her porcelain skin and her bright red curls. She still did not show any fear, even when Tony came into the room. He dick slapped her face, and that was the first time I saw fear in her eyes. I held her down so Tony could fuck her. He loves young bald pussy like most men, but unlike most men, he cannot keep his fantasies in his head. Good thing he met me. He does not need to keep it in his head because I am that devil on your shoulder encouraging you to do bad things to little girls.
Humiliation phone sex is so much fun for me. I have this one guy with a giantess fetish. In the right high heels, I stand over 6 feet tall. This guy who comes into the club likes to fantasize that I am his Amazon goddess. I cater to any fetish. I never have any limits, except when it comes to cock size, LOL. This client of mine is short for a guy. He is like 5’2. So, even if I am not in stripper heels, I am still taller than him. If we were seen out together, people would think we were an odd couple. They might even think he was my son. He has a baby face too. Soft skin. He does not look older than me and he does not necessarily look like an adult either. I will cater to any phone sex fetish, but this giantess fetish works well for me since I am an Amazon goddess. In the VIP room, we pretended that I shrunk him and carried him around in my purse. We also fantasized that he was in my panties getting lost between my meat flaps. I love a self-aware man. He has embraced his small stature. He has managed to eek out a satisfying sex life despite his shrimp status. Women have long put him in the friend zone. He has never married. He is not the angry little man that you often see though. He is not overcompensating for being short by being a dick. He hires hookers to be Amazon goddesses and strippers, like me, too. He has found away to make a shortcoming a fetish and get some sexual pleasure out of it by hiring mistress phone sex babes like me for his creative role plays. I do not judge. If you have a small dick and you are a short man, I will be your big mommy or your Amazon mistress. I welcome all fetishes and kinks.
I love being a sexy gfe phone sex babe. I get spoiled by men and by big cock. But I also get to kick guys to the curb who are just posers. The club is full of posers. It takes a lot of restraint on my part to milk a guy for whatever he has before I laugh and shame him for being a broke ass poser. This guy comes to the club often. None of the other girls like him. He is cheap. Never tips. Never buys us drinks. Never gets the VIP room, but tries to monopolize our time while we are trying to make a buck. I decided that I would lay on the charm and drain what money he did have from his wallet. I can make a dead man cum, and I can drain the wallet of any man. I knew he was no Daddy Warbucks, but I bet he had enough money to pay some of my bills for the month. He had on nice shoes and an expensive watch. I just did what I do on financial domination phone sex calls. I made him think he could fuck me. Men if they think they are getting pussy or ass, will do whatever it takes to get that pussy or ass. I told him we had to be in the VIP room so I could fuck him. He paid for the room. His first time doing so in 4 years too. That made me like a hero to my fellow strippers. The guy is not filthy rich, but he is not broke either. Just a cheapskate. I made him eat my pussy and rim my ass for a price of course. He owed all of us sexy strippers some money for being a perpetual time waster. All the money I drained from him, I split with the girls. I thought about fucking him once I got a couple grand out of him. Honestly, was surprised he had that much, but alas he had a shrimp dick. He did not get my wet bald pussy. He was pissed. Thinks since he shelled out money I owed him a fuck. He owed me and all the rest of us sexy babes. A strip club is not where you come to get free companionship, LOL. Hell, you want to get laid, you cannot be cheapskate.
Many guys want big tit photos. I was in the club last night when a professional photographer came in for a lap dance. He got the VIP room for an hour with me. It is $500 an hour in the VIP room, and that is not for sex. In fact, we are not supposed to touch the clients and they are not supposed to touch us either. I have a lot of latitude though. If the price is right and the man is right, anything goes in the VIP room. The problem was that this guy wanted to fuck me, and he was not the right guy. He had a smooth line. He talked about all the publicity he could bring me with some photographs on his site. Maybe the promise of stardom works on the younger girls, but I am a seasoned phone sex whore. I have been in the adult industry since I was 18. I have heard it all. After almost 20 years in the adult industry, I know a bullshitter when I see one. Sure, he paid the $500 for the VIP room, but according to the girl who takes care of the scheduling for the room he used 4 credit cards to pay for it. He did not have money. I saw the way he was holding the camera too. He looked like an amateur loser who was just trying to make himself larger than life to fuck a hot stripper. I tied him to the chair before I did a sexy striptease. I twerked my ass too. No doubt he was aroused, but there was no noticeable bulge in his pants which meant small dick. I unzipped his pants to confirm. He went from hot and bothered to humiliated quickly. His little dick looked like a frightened turtle. I gave him the small cock humiliation phone sex he deserved. Loser was a poser. He did not get what he wanted, and he got himself banned from the club too for trying to force his little dick on me. I kicked him swiftly in the balls. He will think twice before trying to bullshit a size queen. I told him to go home and stroke to my pictures because that was a good as it would get for him.
