GFE phone sex is real thing. Guys love to talk to a sexy sure thing. Most men looking for the girlfriend experience are workaholics. Business men who have little time for the dating game. Face it, girls are mostly cock teases. They go out with men for free meals and a good time. Girls like me are not teases. We are whores. Whores put out. Whores do what men want. Whores talk to a man about his life, his work , his fantasies, his fetishes. Whores don’t judge. Whores don’t tell. Whores are cheaper than real girlfriends. Yes I am 2.00 a minute, but let’s break that down. You are paying to get what you want in a certain time frame. No need to wine and dine a whore with the hope she may put out. No hidden fees with me. Two dollars a minutes gets you whatever you want, however many times you want it too. No need to fake interest in my life. No need to worry about calling me the next day in hopes you can waste more money and not get lucky. No need to buy me clothes or take me on trips. When you consider the high cost of dating, a phone sex whore really is a cheaper, better option. It certainly is a sure thing.
I don’t have much experience with cuckold phone sex, but that all changed when I met Big Daddy King last week at the mall. He is a real man. He is THE MAN. After he saved me from the embarrassment that my loser ex boyfriend bestowed on me with his maxed out credit card, he moved me into his fancy penthouse made for a king. Made for THE KING. But before I started shacking up with the best man, the ONLY MAN, with the biggest cock I have ever seen (14 FUCKING INCHES), he made sure to cuckold my boyfriend as a parting favor. I have never seen another man humiliate my loser ex like that. But then Big Daddy King is not just any man. He is THE MAN. My ex was forced to watch as I worshiped the only cock that matters. He was forced to listen to me praise the beauty and magnificence of Big Daddy King’s monster cock. There I was on my knees in front of MY KING eagerly awaiting the privilege of kissing his swollen perfect huge cock head. His cock dangled in front of me like a snake. Like an ANACONDA. My eyes got big as I saw it fall out of his pants in nothing but a white sleeve that said ANACONDA. My loser ex was whimpering like a little baby watching my excitement over an extraordinary cock. I certainly never gagged on his cock, and I certainly never begged for it. You beg for Big Daddy King’s ANACONDA. Wearing his cum on my face and tits is a badge of honor. It is a mark of ownership. I belong to Big Daddy King now. My loser ex will just have to deal with the fact that he can never measure up to the man, the myth, the legend who is Big Daddy King.
OMG. The most amazing thing happened to me today. It is my birthday and this guy I am seeing gave me his credit card to go on a little shopping spree. I was checking out when his card declined. Can you believe that? He gave me a maxed out credit card. In that moment, I saw a beautiful black man come up to the counter. The sales girl called him Big Daddy King. I had heard about him. He is somewhat of a legend. He looked at me and smiled. I quivered. I was in the presence of greatness. He asked me why I looked so sad and I explained my predicament. Just like that he made my problem go away with an act of gratitude that can never fully be repaid. He pulled out a stack of money and paid my tab. No one has ever been so nice to me before. I thanked him profusely. I wanted to be with him so badly. I could see the anaconda in his pants. This was a debt I certainly didn’t mind repaying. I walked out of the store on his arm still in awe over his act of kindness. We got to his car and he offered me a ride. A Ferrari. One of the best cars around. Totally a car made for a king, Big Daddy King. He saw my delight over his hot ride. He let me writhe around on it like a cat in heat taking selfies for Instagram. My pussy juice certainly coated the hood of his car. I fell to my knees. At the count of 3 he graced me with the most amazing cock I have ever seen. Thirteen inches of pure black meat. I kissed the head and quivered. I have sucked some cock in my life, but Big Daddy King doesn’t have some cock. He has The cock. I am now his bitch for life. I am the property of Big Daddy King . I choked and gagged, but it was all worth it. He fucked me harder and better than anyone ever has before. On the hood of his Ferrari too. I begged for his cum. I begged for his nut juice. I screamed I am the property of Big Daddy King as I creamed on his anaconda. The Best Fuck of My Life. No cock will ever measure up. No man will ever measure up. My pussy is now fit for a king. Big Daddy King.
This phone sex sluts loves a good workout. I have been busting my ass to get into shape. I have a home gym now. I hired this guy to be my personal trainer. He has really whipped my body into better shape. We had a session yesterday. Before then, there had only been innocent flirting. My masters would not be happy to know that I was flirting with my trainer, let alone fucking him. But, it is so nice sometimes to get attention from men. I mean real attention, not abuse and humiliation. I know I am a submissive whore; just a worthless fuck pig, but my trainer kept telling me what a fantastic body I have. Men tell me I am fat and ugly all the time, so it was nice to hear. When my boobs popped out of my leotard doing a chest exercise, he couldn’t maintain his level of professionalism. He buried his face between my tits and motor boated me. I have not been motor boated in forever. Usually my tits are just punching bags.
He told me he was my slave. I’ve never heard that before. I had a guy weak for me. I could make him do whatever I wanted. I didn’t waste any time telling him to eat my pussy. No one eats my pussy. As a submissive, guys don’t care about my pleasure. It is all about them. So I had my trainer work my wet bald pussy out for hours. He did a great job of stretching it too. After an hour of warm ups on my clit, he started stretching the muscles inside with his fingers then eventually his cock which was nice and thick. Been a long time since I had a workout that was really good for me. I came a dozen times. I hope we can keep training together because I already feel my skin glowing and my heart racing. Maybe you can give my pussy and ass a work out too? Just don’t tell any of my masters that I came hard on your cock.
I am not the typical girl men call for GFE phone sex. I am here to plead my case why I make the perfect GFE phone whore, however. First, I am stunning. I’m a blonde goddess. I can look slutty or I can look classy, whichever you prefer. I stand at almost 5’8. I have 40 DD breasts. Blonde hair, blue eyes with curves in all the right places. I have been told I am quite beautiful. So, I will look good on your arm. I make a good show piece. Second, I am actually highly educated. Not many people know that I am smart. They assume if I am a phone whore it is because I cannot do anything else. They like to think of me as a blonde bimbo. I have an Ivy League education. I paid for that education by escorting. I left home at 18 with nothing more than $10 in my pocket. I had to get creative with how I made money. Sex sells. I found out that as a submissive whore, it sells even more. That brings me to my third point. I am a submissive slut. Consider me a GFE with a twist. You can beat me. You can degrade me. You can gang bang me. You can piss on me. You can spank me. You can fist me. You can strangle me. You can fuck me bare back. You can do anything you want to me. I am your whore. You pay for me, you own me. Who wouldn’t want a beautiful intelligent woman he could do absolutely anything to? Wine and dine me in public with your colleagues and friends, then take me home and do the things to me no other woman would ever allow. I never say no. You won’t be disappointed.
I’m perfect for a big tit photos shoot. Men love big knockers, fake or real. I answered an ad on the Back Pages for busty models. Easy cash I thought. I have no problem showing off my big boobs for cash or a high five. When I arrived at the address given, I was shocked to discover that the photographer was rather young. Apparently, he was just using the ad as a ploy to get women to show him his boobs. Rather ingenious for his age actually. I was disappointed because I needed some cash, but I was impressed with his creativity. At his age, I never would have thought to go to such links to see a guy’s dick. I had to show him my boobs, even if just for his paper route money. I pulled one tit out and licked it. He creamed his shorts. Shot his load in 30 seconds. Seriously, all it took was a nipple lick. He was embarrassed, so I gave him head. Pretty sure he wasn’t going to call the cops on me. I felt bad for the boy going through such an elaborate rouse to see some boobs and creaming his pants so quickly. I blew his pecker back to life so he could cum on my tits. I got $5 out of it all. Not exactly party money, but I did have a Starbucks on the future Ron Jeremy.
2 girl phone sex calls are better when both sexy sluts are very busty. Between Brandy and myself, we have way more than a mouthful! Not only are we co workers, we are neighbors. That is how we met initially. I suggested Brandy be a phone whore like me. Our landlord has a thing for big tits. Actually, he just has a thing for hot sexy women, but the bigger the boobs the better. Both of us were short on the rent last month so two sets of tits are better than one, right? We put our boobs together and came up with a plan. We visited our landlord together to give him the rent. Each of us were $200 short. We had on the tightest little tops with no bras. Right before we visited him, we put ice on our nipples so they practically cut through our tops. The landlord noticed. Boy did he notice. His cock was hard, his eyes wide and he was salivating. When he noticed the rent was short, we suggested a little tit for tat. Literally tit for tat.
Brandy and I started kissing, rubbing our big boobs together while he watched. His cock was out of his pants quickly. “You can join in for $400,” Brandy cooed. “Deal,” he yelled as he slid his cock between our big bouncy breasts. His precum was flowing like a volcano between our tits. I spread some of his seed on Brandy’s nipples so I could lick it off. Our landlord is not attractive, but his cock is pretty nice. We just focused on the $400 we were saving and gave him some big tit fucking to die for. In the end, we ended up fucking him because he said July’s rent would be paid in full for us both if we let him fill our pretty bald pussies with his hot seed. We didn’t care what he looked liked, we focused on his porn star cock and the $1600 we were saving in rent. I think Brandy and I missed our calling. We should have been escorts. Trading sex for rent is smart and fun.
Submissive phone sex sluts usually have daddy issues. All my troubles began with daddy. I was a little cock teasing whore once my mother left. I wanted so bad to be all grown up. To be the lady of the house and take care of my daddy the way a woman was suppose to take care of a man. What I didn’t know was that being grown up came with some responsibilities beyond cooking and cleaning. A woman takes care of the man of the house sexually. She does all sorts of things that may hurt or feel weird because his pleasure is all that matters. Daddy made me masturbate myself for his pleasure. He used my little butt hole for his daddy dick and sometimes would even pee in my butt too. Daddy said he liked it too much. He enjoyed putting his thing inside his baby girl. Daddies aren’t suppose to enjoy their young cock teasing daughters, so I was punished repeatedly for making daddy do bad things to me. Daddy clearly got a hard on any time he saw my buxom body, but I guess he felt conflicted about his naughty feelings for his young girl so he would spank me. I have a secret. I loved it when daddy would spank me. I would masturbate all the time so he would punish me. I quickly became a punishment whore. Daddy would get so turned on spanking my bare bottom that he would cum in his pants with just a smack of his hand on my naked ass. It was okay because I was creaming between my legs with every swat. Thanks to daddy’s mixed messages growing up, I grew up to be a submissive whore and a pain slut. Would you like to be my daddy? I promise to be a bad little girl for you daddy.
Submissive phone sex whores never say no, so when John told me he was going to ruin my ass, I got on all fours and wiggled my ass in front of him waiting for the fun to begin. He spanked me first. That might not be the accurate word. He beat my ass raw with his leather belt. The belt buckle tore my flesh. I felt more than a sting. I felt blood trickle down my thighs. I am a pain slut, but the reality is there is such a thing as too much pain. I cannot cum when pain passes over a certain level. I doubt any one can cum when lashes are being cut into their ass. But he didn’t want me to cum. He said a worthless whore like me doesn’t deserve to cum. Do you agree?
That was foreplay to John. Making my ass look like raw hamburger meat turned him on. He likes to ugly up a pretty whore. He says it is the best way to break a bitch. Take away her looks and she is empty. I am about as submissive as they come. No need to break me. I was broke a long time ago. But men still like to think they have broken me further. Maybe it is possible to get further down that rabbit hole? John was certainly going to try. He pissed on my face, then pissed in my open wounds. Felt like I was literally on fire. I guess that was the sensation he wanted. I cried. Actually, I sobbed, which made his dick wet with pre cum. He skull fucked me as I sobbed on his cock from the pain. When he came in my mouth, I thought he was done. “Whore, this is just the beginning,” he said with an evil grin. Any sense of relief was gone in an instant.
Hot ass sex was served up to this submissive whore for breakfast. The paper boy came to collect his money, but I had no cash on me. He was pretty brazen for his age. He just said I could pay with my ass. “I’m sure you pay with those whore holes a lot, don’t you Cassie,” he seethed as he charged me. I kind of liked that he was so young and so dominant already. I knew his father. He was nothing like his dad. He flipped me over the couch so my ass was exposed. Pulled out his cock and with no lube or warning he shoved his young hard pecker up my shit hole. I let out a scream, but he yanked my panties off and shoved them in my mouth as he force fucked my asshole. He reached into my purse, I thought to see if I was lying about not having any cash. He found my dildo. He called me a dirty whore then rammed my pocket toy up my ass with his cock. He double penetrated my ass over $12 for the weekly paper. He shot his load of cum up my ass, then made me clean off his shit stick and my dildo. He told me he would be back next Sunday and it didn’t matter if I had cash or not because I was paying with a hardcore ass fucking.
