Titty fucking phone sex requires two things. A set of big knockers and a big cock. Technically, you can titty fuck with any cock. But the bigger the boobs, the bigger the cock needs to be. However, I let some average men titty fuck me because that way I can still milk their wallets while keeping my standards. A girl needs to eat, so often I need to make some concessions.
When Tyler came into the club last night, he made a bee line towards me. However, I did not dance last night. I went to the club for house mother duties. Several new girls started, and I needed to help them with wardrobe, song selections and nerves. But Tyler came to the club a few times before and caught my pole work. He wanted me in the VIP room and offered double the rate for this sexy phone sex babe to be his private dancer.
And like I said earlier, a girl needs to eat, LOL. So, I changed the stage line up so some vets went first giving me time in the VIP room with Tyler. Handsome man. Articulate too. Around my age. I hoped he would have a nice cock. I worked him up in my head because he checked so many other boxes. Financially secure and handsome with a fit body. Although he appeared bigger than average, he fell short a few inches for me. But I wanted his money. So, I said fucking would be off limits because of club rules. And I offered him an alternative. We could engage in some big tit fucking. And he went for it.
My guess, his cock felt about 8 inches between my tits. He slid his cock between my knockers but only the mushroom head peaked out between my lovely big breasts. Not enough for me to suck his cock while titty fucking me. But I still acted like his cock impressed me. You cannot be in the adult industry and not know how to stroke cocks and stroke egos.
He came on my breasts, paid me and left a happy camper. And of course, I knew I felt euphoric because I just kept my dignity and made an easy 2 grand. Plus, I still had plenty of time to get the new strippers ready for a good first night.
Married men phone sex makes my pussy purr. Anytime an older, sophisticated married man comes into the club, I pounce on him. Perhaps, men like that help me work through my daddy issues. It is no secret my father abused me for years. And I have not seen him since I ran away. But I have no doubt that a therapist would tell me my attraction to older married men stems from my rocky relationship with my father. But I do not care. I still go after married men.
A new guy came into the club last night. You would not expect Sunday nights to be popping. But they are. Men can come into the club and watch football and see naked hotties dance. Best of both worlds for many men. So, the club appeared packed last night. However, I had my eyes set on this one guy who came in alone. So good looking my wet bald pussy began purring.
Although last night, I did not dance, I made an exception so I could wow this man. I caught his eye too and he got the VIP room for us. We shared a bottle of fine champagne. And that stuff goes to my head quickly. Maybe it’s the bubbles. Who knows. But after two glasses, I stopped dancing and began sucking cock. Turns out he is an out of town businessman staying in the hotel adjacent to the club. Perfect material for a one-night stand.
He told me his wife never gives him head. Personally, that sounds like reasonable grounds for a divorce, LOL. All wives should suck cock and swallow. So, I gave this sexy out of town businessman some of my best head moves. When I deep throated his shaft balls deep, he lost his mind. I’ve never heard a man scream as he came. He gave my mouth, face and tits the biggest cum shot of his life. His words, not mine.
He offered me money to spend the night in his hotel. But I declined the money and spent the night with him for free. We fucked all night long. I left early this morning so I could get ready for my phone bone job. And I discovered a couple grand at the bottom of my purse. I guess he really wanted to pay me. Although I am not an escort, I plan on keeping the money. And hopefully I will see my sexy out of town stud again real soon.
I love being a phone sex babe. The older I get, the less I strip. Not that I cannot still work a pole, because I can. And I can dance circles around younger dancers. But I enjoy teaching my skills to the new class of busty babes who want to strip at the club. Being a mentor turned out to be a lot of fun. Although I spend more time on my phone line than I do in the club these days, as the official den mother of the club, I still go in several times a week.
I hire and train the talent. Perhaps I just have an eagle eye when it comes to money making girls. The key to success for any club will always be variety. You need to give patrons a wide selection of girls. A type for everyone. And recently, I ran into the daughter of an ex-boyfriend from a little over a decade ago. Honestly, I never would have recognized Melody as an adult, but she recognized me. I do stand out in a crowd.
She’s a coed phone sex gal now attending one of the city’s local universities. We grabbed some Starbucks and chatted. And in that conversation, I found out she desperately needed a job. She tried to get a Fans Only account going, but the market seems over saturated now. So, I suggested she strip at the club. Her father treated her like shit, just like he did me. And sure, part of my motivation might have been revenge, but I wanted to help her out. She has that girl next door vibe. Guys will eat up her innocent look paired with her killer body.
We went back to the club so I could show her around and see her move. Turns out she is a natural on the stage. So, I hired her. But I tasted that young bald pussy first. Can you blame me? She let me too. Perhaps she wanted to give back to me for giving her a job with a high earning potential that also fits her school schedule. Before long she will be able to pay her own tuition and boarding in her sorority house.
With her sweet cunt juice on my face, I told her she was hired. And could start as soon as she wanted. And I gave her $5,000 to help her pay her room and board for the upcoming semester and to buy some sexy stripping outfits. Plus, I promised to teach her everything I know about milking wallets.
Black cock phone sex seems boring unless playing with the Black Bull God Cock. My beloved King has been all over the world. He constantly travels to please the Black Bull God Cock worshipers like me. Recently, he added two more girls to the most elite sugar baby posse in the world. While at a football appreciation night, Big Daddy King met some hotties named Jade and Kelsey.
Of course, they appeared eager to come to Atlanta with the Black Bull God himself. They will work at his Atlanta strip club. And live in luxury apartments that Big Daddy King owns. His posse grows daily. Anaconda World Domination is real. I consider the Black Bull God the pied piper of hot bimbos. Wherever Big Daddy King goes, the hot bitches follow. And that’s because he is the most worshiped man in the world. All women want that Black Bull God Cock. Smart men know that can’t compete where they do not compare.
The Black Bull God Cock, also known as the anaconda, is a religious symbol. Women all over the world worship it. Wives no longer have husbands. They have cuckolding phone sex men who pay large tributes to the King of All Kings to get them into the most coveted sugar baby posse in the world.
Recently, we flew to Jamaica for Hedonism where the Black Bull God will be the star. Jade and Kelsey were already there. Me and Kardashia came on the King’s swank private airplane with Big Daddy King. When we arrived at the airport, women chanted, “Black Bull God,” repeatedly. They were on their knees as we walked by ready to serve the King. They flocked around the limo continuing to chant. Right before we got in the limo, Big Daddy King touched the cheek of a Black Bull God worshiper, and she came just like that.
Big Daddy King has that effect on us all. When we walked into the Hedonism hotel, women pulled his robe off. And you could hear the gasps from women as they took in his perfect body. The Black Bull God has a better body than men half his age. And women know that. Women continued to chant, “Black Bull God,” as we escorted the King in his white compression shorts to his throne in the Hedonism hotel.
Women began to faint and scream as The Black Bull God walked past them. We sat our King on his throne and put his rightful crown on his head. When he slipped off his compression shorts, the Black Bull God cock made an appearance. However, the Supreme Being sported a white cock sleeve that spell out in diamonds, “Black Bull God Cock.” Kardashia and I, along with Jade and Kelsey escorted women up on the platform to give the King rainbow kisses.
Of course, a film crew recorded the feeding frenzy. The cock sleeve appeared cover in all sorts of different shades of lipstick as women kissed the anaconda. I collected the tributes from the husbands of the hotties selected to come up on the platform to get closer to the Black Bull God. As we chanted for the Black Bull God Cock, Big Daddy King removed the cock sleeve and another frenzy ensued.
Women tossed large sums of their husband’s money on stage. They wanted to worship the greatest cock known to woman. I brought housewife Lilly up because her husband spent the most money. He funded this trip to Hedonism where every woman’s dreams can cum true if they get lucky enough to be in the presence of The Black Bull God.
Lilly rode the Black Bull God Cock first and I thought she might pass out on the anaconda from cumming so much. We all rode the Black Bull God Cock on that first day of Hedonism. As we experienced the most earth-shattering orgasms of our lives, we all screamed, “Black Bull God Cock worshipers for life.” He gave us all a hot squirting pussy with only a few thrusts. Big Daddy King will have two weeks to make all these wives’ fantasies cum true. And the only fantasy we all have is a chance to see the Black Bull God Cock in person.
The Black New World Order is real. And the takeover has begun. Men, you might have to keep your women locked away from the Black Bull God if you not yet prepared for this very real takeover. Because women will slut themselves out and make a pilgrimage to anywhere Big Daddy King goes. For the next two weeks in paradise, the Black Bull God will fuck as many white women as possible, growing the Black New World Order even more.
No one makes women feel like Big Daddy King. And no cock will ever compare to the Black Bull God Cock. All women, even women not yet lucky enough to meet the King, dedicate themselves to being Black Bull God Cock worshipers for life.
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My naked handyman paid me another visit and he gave me a hot squirting pussy. How lucky am I to have found him. I owe my friend a debt of gratitude for telling me I should call him. Although it had been a few weeks since our last encounter, I was still reeling it in. But I wanted more. And I needed more. I think once you meet a man who rocks your socks off, you become addicted quickly.
When he arrived last week, I greeted him in a pink negligee. We kissed passionately. And when we stopped kissing, he whispered in my ear, “Who does your cunt belong to?” And I replied, “You, James. It belongs to you now.” He ordered me to strip naked. And I did as I was told. In his handyman’s bag, he pulled out a silk black rope, and he tied my hands behind my back.
He asked me if I was his wet slut and I screamed yes. His hands caressed my bound body as I laid helpless on my bed. My cunt and ass exposed for him. But that’s just what he wanted. He focused on my pleasure, which rarely happens with men. I appeared spread and ready for him. When he inspected my pussy with his fingers and tongue, I could feel the orgasm building quickly. This was edge play phone sex at its best.
After inspecting my cunt, he went back to his tool bag, and pulled out this furry muff thing. As it turned out, it vibrated slowly. He rubbed it all lover my body, but when it landed on my cunt, my breathing sped up, and my heart raced. I could feel my cunt dripping. And no doubt he could smell my arousal. Soon, he replaced the muff with his tongue, sending me into ecstasy.
As he kissed my garden, I could feel my juices dripping down my thighs. I wanted to touch him and suck his beautiful member, but he still had me tied up. James owns this pussy. And I want him to own my cunt. I felt like Little Red Riding Hood, and he was the Big Bad Wolf. He huffed and he puffed, and eventually I could not hold out any longer. He had built up my orgasm with edging, but my wet bald pussy became wetter until it exploded on my naked handyman’s face.
As I laid there out of breath, reeling from a very intense cum, I heard Air Supply singing. I started to sing along to “Even the Nights are Better.” But in between choruses, I begged him to untie me, so I could suck his throbbing rod. But he would not untie me. He helped me off the bed and put me on my knees to worship his cock. As I hummed the lyrics to Air Supply with his cock in my mouth, I knew he could feel the vibrations on his dick.
I sucked him so deeply, I made him cum. His man seed filled my belly. And that made me smile. But he still would not untie me. He carried me to my kitchen island and tied me up even more. He called it the frog tie. Somehow, he got my ankles bound to my thighs leaving my muff exposed once again. More rope bound my knees to the back of my thighs.
His recovery speed seemed to be at a lightening’s pace. When I heard a buzzing sound, I knew I was in trouble. A huge vibrator on my magic button made me convulse in ecstasy. I came again. Squirted all over his body. By this time, my naked handman had become erect again. I begged him to fuck his wet slut. And he did. His cock felt amazing inside his cunt. His stamina impressed me. Now I know why my friend referred me to him. He knows what a woman needs and wants.
When he shot his massive load inside his cunt, I collapsed. He untied me and we went to my bedroom again to recuperate. I fell into his arms, and I told my naked handyman I was falling in love with him. And I think the feeling might be mutual.
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.
