When you look like me, it is only hot ass sex. I am a great lover. I know I sound cocky, but I like sex. I have a body built for sin. I have brains too despite my blonde bimbo persona. I could have a normal job, you know like a career, but when you look like me, no one takes you seriously anyway. That is why I decided the adult world was where I belonged. Modeling, escorting, stripping and dirty talking keep me in a much nicer lifestyle than my friends with careers. My life has been boring since Covid-19. Boring for me is still more exciting than most girls’ lives. I get fucked still. Look at me? I can pick up men when I am in my Victoria Secret lounge wear and no make-up. Which is what happened yesterday. I was out for a jog. I must keep this body looking good even if my gym is closed. I was in Victoria Secret jogger pants and a sports bra. No make-up. I was not even thinking about cock because I had a date later in the night. A guy comes jogging up next to me and starts flirting. Cute enough. But I need more than cute. I need hung and rich too. He asked if I wanted to grab breakfast. I thought why not. The worst thing that could happen would be that I got a free meal. His sports car told me he was rich. As we drove around, I had my hand on his thigh. He grabbed my hand and put it between his legs. He had a huge dick and it was hard. Been awhile since I gave a guy head in a sports car. He gave me the biggest cum shot while at a stop light. He still took me to breakfast with cum breath. He took me back to my house and fucked me too. It pays to stay in shape.
Do you enjoy foot fetish phone sex calls? I have big feet. I am tall too. Some men cannot stop staring at my feet when I am dancing at the club. I am often bare footed on the stage. I will dance in high heels too. Last night, I ditched the heels. I had just had a pedicure and I wanted to show off my pretty pampered feet. I had a guy along the stage drooling over my feet. How could I deny him, especially after I saw that big pile of cash on his table? After my set, I took him to the VIP room. I gave him an old-fashioned foot job. He had a pantyhose fetish too. I always keep a supply of pantyhose and stockings in my stripper bag because it pays to be prepared. Guys have all sorts of fetishes and I want to cater to them all. I wrapped his cock up in my hose, then worked my feet up and down on his shaft. He was throbbing for me. He told me since the shutdowns, he was not able to even get a girl on Tinder to give him a foot job. He was in the right club. I milked his cock with my feet until he gave me the biggest cum shot between my toes. I milked his wallet too. He spent more money for a foot job than most clients spend for a blow job. Hey, I do not judge. Whatever floats your boat baby.
I love mistress phone sex. I make a great dirty little secret. That is because I know how to treat men. Sure, I love to be spoiled, but I am no bitch. I am sure you have met plenty of women who just take and take and take. They never give back. They expect to be treated like a princess but make excuses when you want to fuck. Those women are cock teases. They use their sexuality to get what they want. Then, they leave you with blue balls because they got what they needed from you. I am the opposite. I spoil you first and then if you like how I made you feel, you can spoil me back. I am a sure thing. I have been taking care of men since I was a young girl. I have a lot of married lovers. They gravitate to me because I am grateful for the attention and I do all the things wives will not. I love anal sex. I will let a man give me a hardcore ass fucking and pull my hair. Hell, slap my ass too and my cunt gets super wet. I take creamy facials with a smile. I deepthroat cocks. I do not mind if I gag or struggle to breathe. I give sexy stripteases and I will even roleplay in the bedroom. I am comfortable with my body, so I never mind when a man goes down on me. I also never make a man wear a condom. Shoot that hot jizz up my pussy or ass. I am a nasty freak in the sheets. My married lovers and callers have helped me survive this pandemic. I like to think I have helped them too. What man cannot use a good ball draining cum right now?
My girlfriend and I were out at a restaurant the other night. It was a girls’ night. This virus has limited how much hot ass sex we have, so we try to get together weekly while our love lives are on hold. We are hot buxom blonde beauties. We like to dress for attention. Tight black dresses that showed off our big attributes got us attention from two doctors grabbing a quick dinner. They asked to join us. Why would we say no to doctors? We picked that restaurant because it was so close to hospital. The hunky MDs could not drink, but they bought us a few cocktails. The drinks hit us quickly. I lose all sense of decorum drunk and so does my friend. We were both under the table blowing the doctors while they tried to talk to the waitress. The place was not very crowded because of social distancing regulations. I do not think the waitress realized we were under the table. These were doctors. We had to make our impression quickly. They could be paged back to the hospital at any moment. Hospitals are crazy right now. Once they came, we came up for air. No one seemed to realize what we were doing. I guess you could say we were playing doctor with the doctors. Fuck, we got the biggest cum shot quickly from them. They did get paged back to the ER, but at least we paid it forward to a couple of hunky medical professionals. They paid for our dinner and told us to keep eating and drinking on them. One of them slipped me his business card with his personal cell on the back. I guess I made a good impression. It was an unexpected encounter, but it was the most fun either of us have had in months.
Hot phonesex babes like me know how to spoil men. I am a tall, blonde goddess. I work at a strip club and I talk dirty. Men are my job. I met a leg man at the club last night. Do like a pair of sexy legs wrapped around you as you fuck? I have been told I have hot legs. I love to flaunt them too. I was showing them off in the club last night wearing nothing but high heels and a smile. I walked seductively down the aisles checking on patrons. I caught the attention of a professor. He asked me for a lap dance. The girls in the club call him the naughty professor. He is a frequent flyer, especially since no summer school. He usually prefers the younger girls in the club, but he is a leg man. And my legs can catch the attention of any man. He stared at my legs. He was hypnotized by them. As I shook my ass in his face during our lap dance, he was still fixated on my legs. I was blunt with him. “Professor, would you like to touch my legs,” I asked seductively? He pulled out a stack of $100 bills and pointed to the VIP room. He leaped out of his chair and led me to the VIP room in a hurry. I told him it is a privilege to stroke my toned, bare legs. I gave him a look that he understood. He pulled out his cock and rubbed it against my thighs. I bent over a chair so he could rub his throbbing cock against the back of my legs. He kissed every inch of my legs instead, starting from my heels, going all the way up the back of my legs, stopping at my luscious pussy. I turned around, sat back down on the chair and forced his face into my wet bald pussy, wrapping my long legs around his back. I rode his face until I came, then I let him nut on my thighs.
Do you like big tits phone sex? Most men are tit men. I know lots of men who love a nice set of boobs. My pervy landlord loves big knockers. I was able to pay the rent this month and ahead for next month because a patron at the club tipped me insanely for some big titty fun last week. I am not the biggest set of tits around. Mine are not even real, but this guy fell in love with them. He paid for the VIP room for two hours. I figured he had cash to spend, so I milked him dry. He wanted motorboated. I pushed his face into my boobs and gave him a motorboat that likely gave him a black eye. My guess was he had a small dick. I mean a rack like mine, gives men boners. I could not see any signs of life in his pants, so I assumed small dick. I let him suck my titties and fondle them too. I even posed for some big tit photos for his spank bank. He was tipping me, and he was a nice man. A handsome older man. He seemed sophisticated like a college professor or something. I put my hand between his legs, and he stopped me. That never happens. I was sitting in his lap, grinding and I still felt nothing. He saw the look on my face and gently whispered it was not me. He admitted to having a war injury. I listen to him tell me how he can only get hard and cum with prostate massages. I wanted to make this man cum more than I wanted to make any patron cum before. It was not the money he spent on me either. It was just how nice and real he was with me. I told him to trust me. I unzipped his pants, went down between his legs and sucked his cock while sliding a finger up his ass. I sucked and rubbed and before long he nutted the biggest cum shot all over my face. It felt like the man had not cum since Desert Storm. He needed that cum more than I needed to pay my rent, but he insisted on tipping me more than men with more money do. I may not see him again, but I do not think I will ever forget him or that he will forget me.
GFE phone sex would not be the same without Big Daddy King. No one spoils his sugar babies better than the Living Legend himself. Finally, our beloved King returned to the states. He has been in the Cayman Islands since this virus hit the states. Well you know me, and Mariah wanted to throw our King the biggest and best welcome home party known to man. I mean he deserved a party for The King he is. Our worlds have been empty without him and our holes empty without the Anaconda. Black lives matter and his black cock matters more than any other cock on the planet. Mariah and I got decked out for the night showing off our BDK jewels and tramp stamps. The 100 other beautiful ladies showed off their bling and tramp stamps too. Our beloved Big Daddy King can handle a posse of blonde goddesses. Every woman I know, wants nothing more than to be included in the elite sugar baby posse that worships our King. And every man wants to be idolized like Big Daddy King but let’s face it, they are not worthy. Splenda daddies and posers. Only BDK gets a party fit for a king. That is because he is a King. The King. And he got the party of a lifetime to welcome him back to the states and to our pussies and mouths. There were lots of beautiful babes waiting to greet the King, but Mariah and I monopolized Big Daddy King. I am the Sugar Baby OG. I have special privileges and access to the King and his anaconda that other sugar babies only dream about. Mariah and I met our King in the throne room for a private meet and greet to get reacquainted. It was a love fest. We were starving for some big dark meat. The anaconda rolled out of Big Daddy King’s white compression shorts in a white man sleeve and we almost fainted. The anaconda deserves its own red carpet because it is THAT huge. Mariah and I worked in unison to drain his billionaire balls. We are greedy little sugar babies when it comes to anaconda sauce. It was the party of the century. And Mariah and I were treated like queens because no one does phone sex or anything better than Big Daddy King.
I love gfe phone sex calls. I am a sexy switch and I have a side that loves to be spoiled. The Pleasure Palace is open again, but its not quite the same with the new regulations. It feels weird to dance in a mask and look out at a half full club of horny men in masks too. I had this one big wig tipping like he was dying. I think he just had not been out of the house in too long and had money to spend on a sexy bitch. I got us a VIP room where we could take the masks off. He laid a stack of hundred-dollar bills on the private VIP stage and told me I had all night to entertain him. I started the music and gave him a private show. It feels good to dance again. Feels even better to be making serious money again too. I make great money as a phone sex whore, but my bread and butter comes from the Pleasure Palace. It is a high-end gentleman’s club and no poor dudes are ever let in. I know whether I am there for a couple hours or most of the night, I am going home with several grand in my G-string. This rich dude was happy to pay me JUST to dance. I tried grinding in his lap to see if he would pull his cock out. I mean a dude paying me that kind of cash can get way more than a lap dance, but it was all he wanted. I had to ask if he was vice just to make sure. It was sweet. He told me he was happily married but his wife has been sick, and he did not want to cheat on her. He just wanted to give a beautiful woman money and see her move her body. I danced my ass off for hours to earn that money, but I know I was over paid. Still, it was nice to have a man like him in the club. They are far and few between.
Looking for mistress phone sex? I am a sexy switch. I have a submissive side, but I also have a take charge side. I do not let just any man dominate me. That is because not all men are men. I met this guy Victor on a fetish dating site. He was not at all what he claimed. He told me all men lie about size and age. First, he told me he was a 28-year-old buff man. He even gave me photos. Second, he told me he had a 10-inch cock. He was more like late 40s with a 5-inch dick. The photos he sent me were him, just from 20 years ago. I was not letting an old man who was out of shape and had dick shrinkage dominate me. I turned the tables on him. I told him he was not master material. He was, however, bitch material. I made he get down on his knees and worship me. He had to lick my feet to start and everywhere in between and all the way up to my head. He did not even try to fight me. Most men who think of themselves as in charge guys fight a little. I think he knew he was out of my league and simply happy to be in my presence. He spent a lot of time eating my wet bald pussy and riming my asshole. No doubt, most women would not let him near them. If I had known he was no longer young and fine, I would not have agreed to meet him, but here we were. I could have sent him packing or I could have made the best of a bad situation. I went with the latter. I made him my bitch boy. Little did he know I turned him into a creampie slut too. Silly loser thought I was that wet for him. I was that wet because a real man fucked me before his old ass showed up.
The rent was due, so it meant I had to pose for some big tit photos. I was not wanting to do it. My landlord is scuzzy. He looks like Ron Jeremy on a bad day. With what I am hearing in the news, he is just as pervy too. Our governor said no one could be evicted for three months, but rent was due today and I did not have all I owed for the past few months. I have paid some of my rent, but I am behind. The strip club has been closed, so I am missing that income. Phone sex has been better than I expected, but slower than usual too. I do not want to be looking for a place to live during a pandemic. I sucked it up and showed him my big tits. He snapped pictures and I started to leave. He would not let me leave. This time, pictures and ogling my rack were not enough. I owed him more than usual and I could legally be evicted, and I just could not endure that. I had to suck it up. He wanted to jack off on my tits. Although my fat, hairy landlord repulses me, I sucked it up. I just pictured someone more handsome and in better shape stroking his cock in front of me. I have a great imagination. As I thought about a tall dark handsome man, my fat slob of a landlord did his thing. It was humiliating, but if it keeps me in my place, I will do it again, especially if I can think of you. I should just feel lucky that the pervert does not want to fuck me. Well, I know he wants to fuck me. Look at me? He is married and afraid I will give him something or get knocked up. I know, crazy right? He is the dirty, out of shape one. All I could give him would be the best pussy and ass he has ever had.
