Mutual masturbation phone sex calls I love. And why would I not? Get to play with my pussy and get you off? Sounds like the perfect date to me. My friends are envious of my job. Some have worked here before. A few still do. I turned 40 recently. And I have friends who are older, younger and my age. My girl posse may shock you. Plenty of adult entertainers, but a schoolteacher and a real estate gal too. Men let me tell you a secret. Never trust a woman without good girl friends. If she does not have a girl squad, she is crazy. Run.
Although I am one of the only singles in my posse, I am in no rush to settle down. I get cock. Plenty of it. But I have the best friends ever. So, I never feel lonely. My sexy schoolteacher and I went to Columbus recently to see this hard rock band we love, Shinedown. Men hit on us left and right. As did a youngish looking boy in a T-shirt that said, “I Love Hot MILFS.” We could have let some men pick us up for the night, but we pretended to be lesbians. Hot lesbians who eat wet bald pussy. Another secret I will share with you. All women are a little lesbian.
We just had fun drinking boxed wine, dancing and singing. We continued the party in the hotel room. One of the reasons I never mind being single. My girlfriends eat the best pussy. Like so good you might think they majored in cunt licking in college. And Stacy has a husband and twin daughters. But she has that bi side she likes to explore with me and the rest of our girl squad. Women eat pussy best. I think that might be because we know how good it can feel.
Just like I enjoy getting men off, I enjoy getting my girlies off too. So, I always eat pussy. Apparently, Stacey’s husband does not eat pussy well. However, I can give her a hot squirting pussy. And I did. She squirted so hard she sprayed the ceiling and my face. Just another day in my single life with my hot girl posse.
Whatever floats your boat has been my motto for decades; so, if you like cbt phone sex, I deliver. I am not one to judge. And men enjoy a lot of different kinks and fetishes. My job in the club and on the phone is to give men what they want. I guess you could call me your fantasy girl because I like to explore fantasies, and kinks with you. Kevin comes into the club regularly. All the girls love him. He is nice, keeps his hands to himself, buys them drinks, brings them presents and tips well too.
Gentlemen in a strip club can be hard to find nowadays. Although I know Kevin, I have never been his private dancer. Last night was my first night back in the club in over a week. I mostly manage the girls. But I do dance when we are short girls. And I do VIP sessions when requested. But I do encourage the guys to check out the new talent.
Kevin wanted me in the VIP room. And it never occurred to me that he had a phone sex fetish for cock and ball torture. Apparently, because I am twice the age of most of the dancers, he thought I might be better suited to trample his balls. Then he laid a few grand on the table. And I thought, why not. I have some expenses to recuperate, plus it was my birthday, and I could buy myself a few things I wanted.
So, I pocketed the money, slipped on my spiked heels, and grabbed a flogger. Let the games begin, I told him. Clearly, Kevin has a masochistic side. And since I do not judge, I let him explore his fetish. I put on some Alice Cooper and did a little gig on his nuts. Do not feel sorry for Kevin. No need to have sympathy pains. He is a pain slut. And paid me to trample those balls and smack his little monster. And little might be generous, LOL.
No wonder he spoils strippers. Most women will not fuck him. Not with a pinky dick. But he is a nice man. He treats my girls well, so I did not ruin his nut sack. But I did give it a good beating. Hey, if you are a pain slut phone sex lover, I can put on my latex cat suit with my spiked heels and do a little gig on your balls too.
Sometimes, a girl just needs a hardcore ass fucking. I’ve been dealing no AC for weeks. Way too long when it is like 90 something outside. Not the time of year for your AC to blow up. But it is what it is. I’m scappy. Because of my AC issues, I have been working my sexline more because I cannot leave my menagerie of old pups alone in the heat. I have fans on them. Cool rags and cooling pads too. And I have been naked 24/7.
My neighbors might be tired of seeing me let my pups out naked. But my Mr. Hammer never gets tired of seeing me naked. And he does not mind me a bit dank either. In fact, I think he might love to ride me dirty. In more ways than one. I’ve been a hot sticky mess without AC. But he never minds. How great is that. I do not need to be glammed up or anything. My natural scent, my natural look, and hot ass sex.
He did not want to go to a hotel. Like I said, no pomp and circumstance with him. So, we fucked in my bed with fans on us. But the fans just circulated my ripeness a bit more. However, I think that ripe flavor intoxicated him more. Having him rim my sweaty ass, while I tea bagged his sweaty balls made me so wet. Fucking wetter than a pool.
Eventually, we gave each other a long, hot tongue bath before we started fucking. What’s that saying? Save a horse, ride a cowboy. That’s what I did. I rode my handsome lover’s hammer of a cock, making me perspire even more. But he likes me hot and sexy. And I like him just the way he is too.
When you do away with bullshit cosmetic stuff, a woman can relax, be herself, and fuck like a wild animal in heat. This sweaty gfe phone babe loves Hammer time.
For me, it is not a holiday without some black cock phone sex with Big Daddy King who is known to white women everywhere as The Black Bull God. And to some men he is known as their worst nightmare because most white men cannot compete where they don’t compare. But they keep trying.
In between Juneteenth celebrations and judging the next Miss Hawaiian Tropic, I met him down in Arkansas and we met a hot brunette named Sierra. Although The Black Bull God prefers blondes, Black Bull God Worshipers come in all shapes, sizes, races, ages and hair colors. He is a benevolent god who likes to spread the love. Plus, this sexy brunette had a loser husband perfect for cuckolding phone sex fun.
This guy got a hard dose of reality. He cannot keep a spitfire hottie like Sierra all to himself. Not when The Black Bull God is in town. The Black Bull God Cock is like a universal love language. Women all over the world speak it fluently and it does not matter who their husbands are because no white man stands a chance when The Black Bull God is talking to his woman.
Big Daddy King and I saw her in the waiting line for this elite club we visited. She pulled out every trick in the book to get our attention. But I already met her online. And I told her just how to grab the attention of Th Black Bull God. You should have seen the expression on Sierra’s face when Big Daddy King plucked her right out of that line and invited her to be our special guest at this club gig. Of course, the poser, loser husband tagged along. Some one had to pay for our drinks, LOL.
Sierra bent over in front of Big Daddy King so he could see her tramp stamp. Just like I told her, she got “Black Bull God Cock Worshiper for Life,” on her lower back. We went up to the balcony, and soon her loser hubby came with our drinks.But we benched him in the corner of course. We could tell he did not quite understand his wife’s obsession with Big Daddy King. So, we showed him.
Sierra fell to her knees and undid The Black Bull God’s Gucci Belt, pulled his designer pants down and saw the King’s white compression shorts. Big Daddy King made the Black Bull God Cock dance, and Seirra gasped. I could see her loser husband’s eyes. And they looked as big as Sierra’s eyes. No one believes how big the anaconda is until they see in front of their own eyes.
When The Black Bull God Cock made it’s appearance, I placed it in between both Sierra and I’s forearms so her cuckold hubby could see. His jaw hit the floor. But I expected that. When Big Daddy King draped his massive anaconda over Sierra’s shoulder it looked like an elephant’s trunk. For a tiny girl, she can swallow a sword. Of course, she gagged and sputtered, but she eventually got most of The Black Bull God Cock down her throat all while her husband watched in awe, disbelief and jealousy.
Eventually, we got her down on all fours with her juicy ass in the air for some hot ass sex. And just like that The Black Bull God did something Sierra’s husband never could. Made her quiver and cum with one deep daddy stroke. Poor Sierra was a hot mess. Cumming nonstop. Shaking uncontrollably. And yelling out, “The Black Bull God owns me for life.” And he does. He owns any white woman he wants. Even your wife too. Don’t fool yourself loser. Just because your wife has not met The King yet, does not mean he does not already own her.
I love romantic phone sex calls, but I do not get them enough! But my prince, my naked handyman always makes my dreams come true. We went back in time, then flashed forward to now. As his former high school crush, we had a chance encounter when he came into the club.
He saw me as the hot girl he talked to in class but never asked out because he was too shy. And I was the girl who did not have a date to prom because everyone seemed too shy to ask me.
He came to town on business. And like most men, he popped into the strip club and caught my act. As I danced on stage, I felt this man’s eyes on me. But I assumed it was just another fanboy enjoying my pole moves. Turned out it was James from high school. The shy boy who never asked me out. Although he did not recognize me, I recognized him. What were the odds, right?
We went into the VIP room to catch up. But since my shift ended soon, I suggested we go back to my place. The nicest boy in school ended up in this gfe phone sex babe’s strip club. We had not seen each other in decades. I mean what were the odds?
But it felt like yesterday. We got to my place for drinks and more conversation. James lost his shyness. He asked me to dance to Air Supply’s Lost in Love, my favorite. It felt like 1981 again. I had always hoped that he would ask me to prom back then.
But we made up for lost time. As we got lost in love dancing, we kissed. I made the first move because it’s 2025 now. And women go after what they want. I wanted James. Even more than I did back then. We fell into that kiss. And it felt like our bodies became one because they did.
I took him to bed. My bed. We made love all night. Back then I knew nothing about giving great head. But now I do. And as I sucked on his amazingly hard cock, he helped himself to my wet bald pussy. So, when his love rocket entered my garden, my pussy required no lube. I could not contain my excitement over making love to my high school crush.
My high school prince might be moving to my city for a new job. And that means I will get to see him more than this chance encounter. And cook him fresh meals and make love to him. Fate brought us together again. And I think it just might keep us together too.
It’s always hot ass sex when fucking me. Either I let you fuck me in the ass because I like you, your cock is above average, and you want to ass fuck me. I mean I do have a nice ass, right? Or, you want to ass fuck me, you have a small dick, and you act like a tool, then I put on my strap-on and fuck you in the ass instead. And we both know you would not like that.
Some men resist ass play on them. However, for some others it’s a game they play with me. They know I am a switch and a size queen, and they try to dominate me, but they do it because they know I will punish their asshole. And they want that. They want to say they took it in their keister because I forced them. Forced strap-on phone sex makes them feel less like a homo I guess. Not that there is anything wrong with being gay or bisexual. Or just wanting fucked in the ass sometimes. The male G-spot is in the ass.
Apparently, when Trevor came into the club Sunday night, he wanted me to fuck him in the ass. He is a friend of my good friend and former stripper Mariah. And she sent him to me for a good ball draining. The kind of draining he cannot get at home. So, I felt confident that I could clear the backed up jizz from his balls. We went int the VIP room where anything can happen.
And anything did happen. I bent him over a chair, pulled his pants down and went to town on his ass. I love pegging male ass. But I will peg a girl too. But for a man, I think the experience is more life altering because it almost always results in the biggest cum shot of a guy’s life. And Trevor almost collapsed when he came. I found his G-spot quickly. And he released some major back up from his balls. But I cleaned him out, took his money, gave him a lap dance and sent him home in a better mood. Don’t knock it till you try it.
Although I love phone sex and make great money doing it, I make good money at the strip club too. But I am almost 40 not almost 20 anymore. And years of pole dancing, stripper heels, and rough sex has been tough on my body. So, now I mostly hire and train the new talent at the club. Some may say I have an eye for talent. I believe the key to a successful strip club or phone bone site is variety. Guys like different things.
So, when I am at the club for open auditions, I pay attention to what the girls can bring to the club. And currently, I am the only MILF stripper. But since I do not strip as much anymore, I knew I needed a sexy cougar stripper to fill the void. Kelly walked into the club for a bartending position. But my eye for talent encouraged her to audition as a stripper. At 45 she looked smoking hot. Curves for days. Big jugs. Mom hips. Men, especially, the younger club patrons would go crazy for a milf phone sex stripper.
She got up on the stage like she owned it. And she did because I was mesmerized. I asked the DJ to play Stacy’s Mom, and she worked that pole. She gave me a clitty boner watching her. I found a Mrs. Robinson for the club. She seemed skeptical about her ability to make money, so I made her a deal. If within a week she was not making bank, I would hire her for the bartending gig.
She’s never dirty danced; however, she had dance training as a young girl. And it showed. After her audition, I hired her. And I took her upstairs to fuck. Well, I tried to take her upstairs. Kelly, my hot new MILF stripper, likes exhibitionist sex. So, we went into the ally of the club. I pushed her against the fence so I could eat her wet bald pussy. Cars drove by on the side street. We heard a few honks, so at least a couple people looked sideways and saw two mature babes engaged in cunnilingus in the great outdoors.
At first, I felt sad that I can no longer dance like I once did. But training and auditioning the new girls lets me eat a lot of pussy and make new friends. So, maybe I need to thank my bad back for that, LOL.
I enjoy roleplay phone sex because I can be anyone I want. Anyone you want. Most of my callers enjoy roleplays but sometimes men like to get creative in the VIP room of the club. The VIP room is like Vegas. What happens in the VIP room stays in the VIP room. I have been everything from daddy’s girl to a horny cougar mommy for men in the VIP room.
But plenty of old-fashioned fucking goes on in the club too. And I am just as comfortable dressed up in a sexy costume to get you off as I am butt naked with leg, lips and cheeks spread open. I recently discovered that one of my VIPs has a twin. And I have been fucking the wrong brother. At first, I thought this might be a fantasy or roleplay, but I could see and feel the difference in my wet bald pussy.
Mr. Jack Hammer showed up in the VIP room and I thought for a moment that I just smoked some potent weed. It seemed like I conjured up Mr. Hammer from a wet dream. However, he was all real. And my pussy has the tread marks to prove it. As I fucked my VIP’s twin, I thought to myself this must be either a dream or some sort of roleplay. But when Mr. Hammer, plowed my cunt, I knew this was not the same cock I had been worshiping in the VIP room for months.
Still big and thick, but more girth, speed and power. Then suddenly I saw double, and I knew this was no fantasy or deep roleplay. My VIP had a twin. And that twin fucked the shit out of me. Still reeling from the hammering, suddenly twin brothers penetrated my fuck holes together. Nope. Not a dream. Twin cocks hammered my cunt and ass until it seemed like my cunt was sending off smoke signals. I do not think even I could summon a fantasy that hot.
I love hot ass sex. But fucking twin VIPs marked a first for me. So, I can check off fucking twins from my sexual bucket list. I woke up the next day and my ass and cunt hurt. But like that John Mellencamp song, “It hurt so good.” Twins. Wow. That never would have been on my bingo card. But I am glad it happened. Even if I am still sitting on a bag of frozen peas.
When my favorite VIP comes to visit me at the club, it is always hot ass sex. He is a VIP who gets a lot of perks in the VIP room. And that’s because I appreciate all his hard work and the fruits of his labor like the juiciest strawberries around. They match my pussy when I am around him.
This past week sucked for me. Club shortages had me dancing more than usual. Girls can make bank with their bodies. And a girl no longer need to look like a super model to make money naked. Yet, even with the promise of great earning potential we cannot keep girls at the club or at the phone sex company either. Guess the younger generation is allergic to hard work.
But my VIP and I both know that hard work pays off. And it is worth it. So, I could not contain my joy when I saw his handsome face in the club again. We left the club together, and he took me to a place he arranged for just us. A little love shack complete with a stripper pole. But for once, it was not me on the pole. He gave me a sexy striptease. And I felt like maybe I was at a Chippendale’s show. My pussy purred and dripped watching him de-robe for me.
Once he was naked, I wanted to show off my deep throat skills. I like to think of myself as a throat goat. My head channeled one of those Bobble-head toys as I bounced up and down his throbbing cock. Wow. I could feel it grow and drip in my mouth. Turns out my sexy male stripper had a rough week too. And in my opinion, there is nothing better than fucking to get rid of stress. Keeps blood pressure down and the cardio is great for the heart.
Although I wanted him to cum in my mouth, I needed his cock in my shit pipe. I am an anal whore. And boy did he give me the hardcore ass fucking I needed. Of course, I sucked his cock after it had been in my ass. I know a good girl cleans up her messes. Tasting his cum mixed with my ass made my pussy wet again.
My VIP created a VIP love pad for us. The love shack above the strip club, my fellow strippers took over. And we needed a place that was just ours to unwind and fuck. So not only did I get some hardcore anal sex, but I got a new, private, totally “me,” love shack and a sexy male stripper too. Who needs Calgon to take me away when I have a hot VIP to do that for me?
Small cock humiliation phone sex happens when you attempt to compete where you do not compare. Big Daddy King, fresh off his Project 2025 tour where superior black bulls impregnated hot white women across the US, decided to pay his Sugar Baby OG a visit before heading home to Texas. Every day a new generation of Black Bull God Worshipers are born. Young girls are raised hearing all about The Black Bull God and his Black Bull God Cock.
Maybe in your generation young girls wanted to grow up to be doctors and lawyers, even nurses and schoolteachers. However, in the modern world, young girls grow up wanting to become Black Bull God Cock Worshipers for life. I have been tasked with helping to teach that new generation how to properly worship The Black Bull God and his superior cock.
I teach girls 18 and up how to handle the Anaconda. And I help them get their “Black Bull God Worshiper for Life,” tramp stamp, as well as their Queen of Spades and Black New World Order tattoos on their ass cheeks. I help groom them to look like black cock phone sex worshipers for life. Big Daddy King is royalty. So, he deserves a bevy of well-trained bimbo sluts.
However, we suspended the educational training briefly to pay my stalker a visit and fuck his wife. Although Big Daddy King did not impregnate any of the Project 2025 girls out of respect for his own family, he made an exception for my stalker’s wife. She married a poser. A Splenda daddy. And she is too hot to languish in a mediocre life with a small dick husband. The best way to give a hot white woman a worthy life is to make her the mother to the next generation of Black Bull God Worshipers.
My stalker’s wife, Jamie, got the surprise of her life when we showed up at her door in a limo bigger than her home. But I think her husband got the real surprise because he became a cuckold for life. And he had to watch me turn his wife into the ultimate Black Bull God slut. Platinum blonde hair, a boob job, and tats all over her body, including one on her lower stomach that said, “For the Black Bull God Cock Only.”
When Jamie saw us, she begged for The King to breed her. She knows that once a hot white woman carries the spawn of a superior black man, she becomes Black Bull God royalty. And her husband becomes a cuckolding phone sex loser for life who must watch a real man do what he cannot, sexually please his wife and breed her too.
This hot woman acted like her husband was not even in the room. She saw the Black Bull God and fell to her knees to worship the Black Bull God Cock and beg him to breed her married white girl pussy. Yeah, she will no longer fuck her loser husband. Our King gave her a show. A slow striptease allowed us both to swoon over his chiseled body.
He took off his Gucci Belt, and his designer pants to show us his exquisite body. And he has the body of a Greek God. Eventually, Big Daddy King stood before us in all his greatness in nothing but a white cock sleeve. He took off his Gucci Belt, and his designer pants to show us his exquisite body. And his body of a Greek God drives every woman crazy.
Both my stalker’s wife and I engaged in a feeding frenzy. Rainbow kisses on the white cock sleeve that said, “Black Bull God Cock,” in diamonds. We compared his cock to our forearms, and I heard my stalker gasp. I think when he realized that The Black Bull God Cock appears way bigger than a forearm, he knew he was out of his league. I finger banged Jamie’s hot wet pussy, while she tried to suck the biggest and blackest and most coveted cock in the world, The Black Bull God Cock.
Big Daddy King made an exception to breed Jamie. And once he blasted his superior seed into her womb, I knew he knocked her up. His superior gene pool can breed a babe with a look. Jamie is now carrying a little future Black Bull God Worshiper in her belly. I am the luckiest woman in the world. The Black Bull God loves this white, blonde bimbo so much, he helped me get revenge on my stalker.
Big Daddy King bred Jamie, officially severing her relationship with my stalker. And he exacted revenge for his Sugar Baby OG. Before too long there will be no such thing as a pure white race because white women want black babies. And the Black New World Order is making that happen one blonde, white woman at a time.
