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.
I love being your phone sex fantasy girl. The great thing about me is that I am a switch. I am just as comfortable shaming small dicks and making men my cuckolds as I am to being on my knees worshiping your ass and cock. But I am on a cock free long weekend. Can you believe that? Not that I am giving up dick. Do not think I ever could.
However, me and some of my girlfriends road tripped to Kentucky to hike in the Red River Gorge. We rented a little cabin in the woods with a hot tub. Only two bedrooms, but I never mind sharing a bed with a sexy babe. All women have bisexual experiences. But few ever admit it. I have no problem admitting that I love to eat a wet bald pussy.
This weekend will be all about us. We have several bottles of wine, board games, a fireplace, a hot tub and each other. Hiking trails surround us too. Although I am a big city girl, I love the peacefulness of the mountains. Yesterday was our first day in the woods. We hiked for hours. But before we made dinner, we relaxed in the hot tub with wine. No better way to relax after a long day of hiking than a hot tub with some sexy babes.
Fingers began to roam, explore and probe. And the next thing I knew, Mariah slipped a few fingers in my cunt and finger banged me until I came. Of course, I returned the favor.
I looked over at Tori and Heather and they were doing the same thing as us. We made dinner after we all came. But we hopped back into the hot tub an hour after we ate for more hot Sapphic action. This will be a hot weekend. One that will give me a hot squirting pussy several times a day. But that’s not a complaint. I love my girl time. You might see me on here and there in the evenings. But I will forewarn you, if we do a call and you hear me moaning, it most likely is from one of my sexy bitches fingering my pussy or licking it.
I will be back home Monday and back to overworking myself to take care of you horny boys. Try not to miss me too much, lovers.
GFE phone sex babes know how to make men feel better. And we are better than wives or girlfriends too. Why? Because all we care about is pleasing those special men in our lives. And we do all the things wives and girlfriends no longer do or never did in the first place. In the strip club and out and about I encounter neglected men often.
However, last night, I met a neglected young man. He came into the club to celebrate his 21st birthday. Strip clubs seem like a right of passage for young men and about to be husbands. This boy did not even look like he was old enough to shave yet. But these new Real IDs are almost impossible to fake and get by our security team at the club.
This boy just wanted a lap dance from a sexy babe for his birthday. But he had zero game and a boyish awkwardness that suggested to me he still had his virginity. Maybe I am embracing my newfound cougar status. Or maybe I felt charitable. But I took the birthday boy into the VIP room with me. And the room was on me. I figured he deserved to feel a wet bald pussy on his 21st birthday. Every man deserves pussy and even ass on his birthday.
I told his buddies they could watch but not touch. At least not touch me. I did encourage them to jack off for me as I made their friend a man. The birthday virgin came to life with my round ass in his face and my tits too. When I put my hand on his young cock, it felt stiff as a board. He had this cute grin on his face like he just won the lottery.
Perhaps he did. He got a free lap dance. And he got to fuck a sexy millf phone sex babe. He did not last long in my cunt. But I got him hard again to fuck my ass. A birthday virgin should experience ass, pussy and head on his special day. The boy could barely talk or walk when our time concluded. His legs felt like jelly. But his smile told me all I needed to know. He had the best birthday ever.
GFE phone sex babes never get bored. Although I am approaching my 40s soon, my sexual appetite has not decreased. Nor has my desire to take care of men. Worthy men at least. Recently, I redid the upstairs of the club so it would be a love pad. It used to be a smaller strip club for women. We had male dancers on the weekends for bachelorette parties and stuff. But Covid pretty much shut that down.
But me and a special VIP turned the space into a love pad. A discreet place for clients and girls to hook up. And a place for out-of-town patrons to stay or sleep off their benders. The club’s a fun place. And a pretty much no limits place too. So, if we want to turn tricks in the club or just give a VIP a hot, nasty rim job, we can do it more discreetly now.
So, when my VIP visited, we occupied the club love pad all night for some hot ass sex. His big cock fills all my holes perfectly. I love that stuffed feeling. I rarely dance at the club anymore, but I still enjoy being a private dancer for special men like him. No pretense. No need to feed his ego. Just good old fun. And good old nasty sex. He loves his ass eaten too. I give one hell of a rim job. And I am not afraid to shout to the world that I am an ass eater and a sword swallower.
After about three hours of hardcore fucking, it seemed way too late for my VIP to drive home. He does not live in town. So, we became the first folks to break in the club’s new love shack. And no doubt it still smells like sex. Fucking wore us both out. We passed out in a huge wet spot from his biggest cum shot and my love juice. Woke up and fucked some more. This VIP pad might just be the best part of the club.
Fetish phone sex calls vary from foot fetishes to extreme cock and ball torture. And anything in between. I’ve been in the fetish community for quite some time. Most of my life. When I was young, I satisfied grown men’s fetishes for rough anal, spanking, bondage and even watersports. My dad pimped me out to his friends and traded my holes when he needed something he could not afford.
However, now, I am on the other side of the fetish community. No longer the victim or the submissive girl men use to explore their kinks. Although I still help men with their kinks and fetishes, I am on the giving side instead of the receiving end of the kink community. Men come into the club often wanting cbt phone sex with an older stripper. When at the club managing the talent, I am usually dressed in latex or pleather to set me apart from the dancers.
I still give private lap dances in the VIP room for my VIPs. But men pay me to do all sorts of things in the VIP room. And money talks. If you want me to trample your worthless dick, I will take your money and dance on your junk. Harry is a nice guy. But he strikes out with women because of his small dick. Most women cannot see past his small dick even though he seems nice, and he is loaded. But he did not let his small dick make him an angry, incel type of guy.
In the VIP room, he likes it when I smack his balls, kick him in the groin, whip his cock and balls, and even use sounding devices. Sometimes, I hate to inflict pain on him, but Harry is a grown man. He knows what he wants. After a session, I am richer and less stressed. Small cock humiliation phone sex mixed with cock and ball torture feels therapeutic most days. However, Harry needs to crawl to his car because of the pain. Harry’s kink might cost him his nuts someday. He is a true pain whore. But he does not seem to care.
Whatever your kink or fetish may be, I will not judge you for it. We all have kinks. But most married men cannot convince their wives to explore it with them. And that is why women like me are around. So, cock and ball torture, to foot worshiping, you can find it in the VIP room judgment free.
