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I run an upscale ethnic phone sex massage business. One of the job requirements for working at my parlor is that you must have pretty, well groomed feet. Smooth silky soles topped with pink polish or French tips. No funky colors and no ragged cuticles. As a woman with a foot fetish, I understand the fixation that some men have with beautiful feet. A sexy sole is very erotic and often the subject of many ethnic phone sex sessions. Chinese women have dainty little feet and I pride myself in hiring girls who can provide satisfaction to my clientele. Men come here just for the joy of sliding a cock between the feet of my girls, using them as a sexual object, a foot pussy. I love a man who can make love to my feet. It is so erotic to feel a hard cock between my soles. I can clench them together to provide that tight fit that only a foot freak can understand. The best part is being rewarded with a gusher of cum all over my ethnic phone sex piggies. Lucky for me, I am so flexible that I can pull my own feet up to my mouth and suck the jizz from my toes. It makes me cum every time.
Come make my pussy give a little Tweet Tweet. I’ve been posting some wild shit lately. It seems that I can’t get enough cock. I’ve worn out 4 sets of batteries and half a dozen cocks this week and I can’t tame this wild gash of mine. I think about cum every minute of the day. Gushing spurts down the back of my throat, volcanoes of sperm in my pussy, and a geyser in my tight puckered ass. I even booked extra massge clients so I can hear even more clit tickling stories and provide you with much needed pleasure. Care to share your massage needs with me?
Twitter lets me share some of this sexual energy. A hot Tweet can almost make me cum. Are you looking for a hypersexual slut like me? One who will share the darkest side you wish to reveal. Let’s jerk off together and have a little fun. Your cock will surely thank you.
Are you ready for your very own slanty-eye ethnic phone sex whore? A tight Chinese massage slut who loves that prostate massage. I may be young and look so innocent but don’t be fooled. I will own you. From the time you first hear my voice as I instruct you exactly how to stroke your cock, edging you to new heights. My aim is to soothe and relax you as I touch every inch of your body, slipping a small ethnic phone sex finger into your tight puckered ring. Feel the tension leave your body as I reach inward, caressing that secret spot deep inside. Your balls draw up, your cock trembles, as you anticipate sweet release. I move a little faster as I slide that second finger inside. I love the way you moan, calling me your Chinese slut and begging for one more finger. I slide the third one in. Your body has relaxed now, allowing me to work my ethnic phone sex magic. I take your cock into my mouth as I wind up for the great gusher. Your back arches as the volcano erupts. I gulp down every drop of your sweetness. Please cum again soon and let me please you.
I had no idea that today would be so bad. My aunt runs a catering business and asked me to help her with an outdoor BBQ. It was a real redneck wedding and one of her servers was out sick. Wanting to dress the part, I put on a tiny little denim skirt, fitted western blouse, and some sexy boots.
The dinner was a hit and we were cleaning up when a group of drunken oilfield workers walked by. They whistled at me and called me a slanty eye slut. I muttered something in Chinese and one of them grabbed my arm. “You ever ate any genuine Texas BBQ, little girl?” he drawled. I shook my head as he pushed me into the waiting arms of the next man. He fondled my tits and grinned. “‘Bout time you tried some then.” he laughed. The rest of the cleaning crew were illegals and they scattered These boys knew that no one was calling the cops.
I was tossed onto one of the folded up tents from the BBQ. Someone ripped off my clothes exposing my small titties and smooth little Asian pussy. “Chinese Buffet.” one hooted as he shoved a hard cock into my face. I was surrounded by half a dozen horny men with evil grins and huge cocks. They poured whiskey down my throat. They yanked my legs apart. One violated my little cunt while the others jerked off. I struggled to breathe as cock after cock was rammed down my throat. All I could do was gulp the cum to keep from drowning. They took turns with my ass and pussy over and over, plugging my box with load after load of cum. They left me lying out in the yard along with the discarded Dixie cups. I was nothing but Asian garbage to them, a pretty little cum dumpster to be used and thrown away.
I have to admit that I just love giving head. Sucking a hard cock makes me cum. Let me tell you how I will slowly suck your dick, licking and rolling your balls in my mouth. The down to that puckered starfish for some anal oral fun. That means I plan to tongue fuck the shit out of your asshole. Think you can handle that. Let’s find out. Text me on yahoo and we can talk about what makes you hot. It doesn’t matter where you’re at. You can be in church for all I care. I just want to make that cock hard and hear that your hand is on it. Tell me how you plan to please my pussy. I like being in control and I will tease you without mercy, sending you hot and juicy pics to make you even more excited. Try to explain that to the guy you rear-end while you’re texting me in the car. Yeah, I think I’m all that and more. Care to take that challenge?
I couldn’t believe this was happening. I was enduring the rape phone sex fantasies of a criminal who had come in to rob the massage parlor. He was homeless with missing teeth and I could smell the foul odor of his unwashed body, probably ridden with lice and scabies. I begged him to just take the money and leave. But his evil grin and the bulge in his filthy jeans made me realize that I was in trouble. I’m such a tiny girl. He picked me up and carried me to the back of the shop, throwing me on the massage table. “Chinky whore, you want some cock?” he lisped. “I hhhhave a hhhhard ccccock for you.” he stuttered. I wanted to laugh out loud and tell this inbred piece of white trash to get out. But he was insistent on some of my shaved pussy. He ripped off my blouse, biting my small tits. Then he pulled out his dick. It was tiny, barely 4 inches. I couldn’t help it. I burst out laughing. “You gonna fuck someone with that thing? Please. My little cousin has more cock than you.” I fell off the table, pointing at his little pecker, giggling. His face contorted and I thought he would hit me. But instead, he started bawling, an ugly sound like an ape choking. He stood there with that pathetic cocktail weenie, rock hard. As I continued to berate him, he started jerking it. The more I made fun of it, the louder he moaned, and the more I laughed. His cock soon shot off like a tiny rocket, spewing his nasty cum all over me and my table. I kicked him hard in the balls mid-orgasm and ran from the shop, screaming for help. Maybe you have tiny dickie too and you want Chinese girl to laugh at it. I can call some of my friends to help us laugh at you. Tiny penis so funny.
I wasn’t sure how people celebrated East meets West Day until he walked in. He was big and blonde, a real hunk of man. When he saw me, he kinda smirked and said, “Damn chink place.” That pissed me off and I wasn’t letting him walk out. “Come with me, sir.” I said doing my best Chinese accent. “I take good care of you.” I led him to the shower and began to bathe him. His huge cock began to rise as I soaped it. Next, I took him to my massage table where I began to rub him down, sliding my thumbs along his nuts. He moaned softly as I slid a greased fingertip into his rectum, probing for his prostate. I knew I found it when his back arched suddenly. “Please.” he whispered. “Please, what.” I demanded. “Please make me cum.” he begged. “You no like chinky massage, remember?” “I’m sorry.” he said. “Tell me louder”, I demanded, pressing my finger into his prostate, making it throb and harden. “Turn over and tell me, you racist bitch.” He rolled over and I slid my finger deeply into his man-pussy, finger fucking him. He was almost sobbing with need now. I gripped his cock with an oily hand and began to stroke. His penis was almost purple and the veins were popping out. “I’m sorry I was such a cunt. You are amazing. Please let me cum.” he squealed. I smiled to myself as his load shot all over his stomach and face. That was the day East met West and I sure as hell won that battle. He is an obedient little slave to me now.
“Unity begins when two parties of different qualities meet and come together for a single goal. The different cultures of the East and the West will be better if such thing occur. On East meets West Day, celebrate and join hands with people not of your own tribe!” (https://www.dates.abouttravelingtheworld.com/)