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I saw your ad on that fetish website, about how vanilla and lame your wife is . You wrote all about your fetishes; stockings and diapers and all sorts of other kinky things. I contacted you and you eagerly called. You wanted to get on the webcam, and I did, gladly. This made my blackmail phone sex plan much, much simpler. After collecting your info I stripped down to my stockings and bra. I turned on my cam, yours which was pointed at your rock hard cock. I told you to show me your face, which you did. I turned on my recorder and showed you with my tongue exactly how I would suck your cock. I stood up, turned around, bent over and showed you my tight little asshole. I told you to take your wife’s dildo and shove it up your ass, and you did without hesitation. You came hard and fast; the biggest load you’d ever shot, you claimed. I laughed. “I need you, Demi” you whined. “I’ll leave my wife. I need to feel your pussy” You’d been bitching about her during our whole conversation. I saw the fear in your eyes, though; I’ve heard the story before. You kept looking at the bedroom door, your wife had her grip so hard on your balls that you were terrified to get caught. “You’ve already paid $60 for a 30 minute cam call” You nodded, not comprehending yet. “I’ve recorded our whole conversation. You will pay me $140 more dollars or I will send this video to your house” Your jaw dropped at the thought and I laughed. I’m your dirty blackmail mistress phone whore. And you’d better do everything I say. Or you will pay, in more ways than one.
My boss called me in, said we’d been working too much and deserved a day off. “Well,” I said, “what if we don’t want a day off?” Something about the labor board and the IRS, and there we were, first thing in the morning, first day in over 3 months we didn’t go to the club. I asked the girls what they’d like to do. They quickly agreed they’d like to spend time with other brats. I looked in my phone and found the only other P*Mommy I knew, Rita. She was quick to agree and we packed up and headed to her place. It was immaculate. We kissed in greeting and made the littles do the same. I awkwardly chuckled and told Rita that I had no idea what people usually did with little brats when they aren’t working the pole. She heartily laughed and led us all to the playroom. I was expecting the regular stuff; Lego, blocks, action figures, maybe a video game system or two. This playroom was filled with strap-ons, pony plugs, whips, floggers, paddles and canes. Handcuffs and ropes hung in an Ikea shelf on the wall, and a bondage swing sat in the corner. They even had a St Andrew’s cross. Christian Grey would blush here.
We did the mom thing; set up a camera, made the youngsters play in the playroom while we sat in the corner in the swing and drank and bullshitted about our jobs and our fuck friends. When they got bored playing with each other, we played with them, taking turns with our own and each other’s. We watched the littles bond over toys and pleasuring each other, and when everyone was spent, I packed up and headed home. I put them to bed as I reflected on the day. I had really enjoyed myself, Rita‘s company, and her littles. Hell, I might even ask for more days off.
Last week I was working the night shift and had all 3 of my little ladies with me. We were twerking and grinding the pole and having a grand old time when a man walked up to the stage. He was a suit, but his clothes were wrinkled and he wasn’t wearing a tie. He hooked his finger in a “come here” motion and handed me a $100 bill. I jumped down off the stage and took him in the champagne room. I pushed him onto the couch and stood over him, bouncing my tits and ass like I’d done a thousand times before. “Hold up, sweet cheeks” he said, reaching into his pocket. Next to his evident bulge he pulled a wallet out. He flashed an ID that said he worked for the state. I looked at him, fear in my eyes. If I lost the brats, I’d lose over half my income. My heart dropped and my stomach sank. “If you want to keep them in your custody, you’d better go get those little shits. And they’d better be willing to do anything they ask for. Anything.” He grabbed his junk and winked at me. I excused myself and went into the main lobby, where my little ones were getting mauled by a couple young guys, barely old enough to buy drinks. I grabbed them, with much chagrin from the men, whom I flipped off as we walked into the room. His pants were at his ankles and he was lying on his side. He smelled like whiskey and his fuckrod was rock hard. He pointed out two of my youngins and pointed to his cock. They knew exactly what to do as they went, each knelt by one leg, and expertly shared his cock. They licked the precum off like proper little ladies and while one licked the shaft, the other would suck the tip, and they switched off every so often. They looked at each other with so much hunger and lust I was instantly wet. He motioned my third girl, the smallest, over and lifted her little cunny to his face. Slipping her panties to the side, he plunged his tongue into her tiny hole and swirled it around her perfect little clit. She moaned and this prompted my others to get more aggressive with his dick, competing to see who was better at deep throating. They started playing with each other and this pushed the man over the edge, grunting as he shot his hot spunk all over the little’s faces. They licked each other clean as my youngest came on his face. He picked her up and placed her on the ground. He sat up and quickly pulled his pants up. “Alright hon” he said as he handed me 4 more crisp $100’s. “you’re good for another 6 months” He winked at all the girls and they gave him shy little finger waves as he walked out of the room. I put my arms around the little shits and smiled. “Lets go, girlies. only 4 more hours.”
Don’t you ever take a minute and wonder what I fantasize about? So many of my caller’s lust after me but none never ask what I like. Well I want to let you in on a special secret on what I fantasize about. There is this one hunk I lust for ever night. A certain task force Captain from the hot TV show Chicago PD. I wish I could be right with him through his every move. I’d wear the sluttiest naughty outfit. I would just lay myself across his desk sticking whatever is handy inside of me. When he would come in I’d lay back and masturbate to his presence. I would guide his hand to my clit and have him rub it till I came. I want him to desire my dripping wet pussy and take me out and throw me on his police car and fuck me like a convict. Yeah baby slap those cuffs on me. Fuck me with that night stick. I bet all the men who pass by would get hard watching him treat me like a slut right there in the open. I’d be his own personal badge bunny. Doesn’t that make you horny? I bet it does.
I know your deep dark secret you know the one you fantasize about but never speak, yes that’s right you love fucking knocked up whore pussy. I know you’re attracted to them because of the soft glowing skin and those round curves. You have a deep seeded desire to be nuzzled next to the breast of your mother, she was your protector and guardian in turn this is why you fantasize about this. The full breasts of your pregnant bitch makes your hard cock throb, knowing she has a part of you growing inside of her. You have an insatiable appetite for fertile slutty women. Pregnant women have that glow that make them so confident.
As you take your chosen whore you just lay her down exposing that big swollen belly exploring the creases and spreading her legs tasting that soft juice of pregnancy. Don’t be afraid, in touching and licking, its okay to get her ready for the fuck she’s about to get. The fluctuation in hormones make her so horny and makes her beg for rough sex which drives you to new heights. Climb on top and ram that hard cock in her pleasing her over and over. Just like you dreamed about doing to your mom. This whore is so turned on with all the emotions going on and before you know it she has squirted all over you. Desiring to impregnate and fuck pregnant women is so taboo, but you don’t let the shame rule you. In the end you know the sex is so amazing it will just rock your world. You take pride in knowing she is pregnant and horny! All because of you.
I know about deep dark fantasies. Let me tell you I’m here to bring out the kinkiest things in you. I’m a no taboo kind of gal. Tease and denial is one of the most passionate things. The best way is a hands on approach. Lay back and let me explore the frame work of your body. I love taking my hands or other body parts and giving a nice firm vigorous grip, next I’ll give you a nice lather of my favorite lube. I’ll move on to apply a good amount of pressure not to hard just right and varying my speed for the hand job stroking. I can continue this pace of hard and fast for hours. Just as you get close I slow down my stroke, maybe even giving it tiny kisses. I explore the different parts of your cock, playing with the underside of the head or just playing with the tip. I want to make it so the tiniest touch could possible push you over the edge. I personally like to explore more taboo areas. Focusing on other areas can heighten your arousal. I know every man is different and I intend to learn what you respond to the most. I want your denial to be dreamy and steamy, not the main attraction. It’s not wrong to savor this and wonder if I will let you cum tonight.
My fishnet stockings were hung by the chimney with care. In hopes that St.Nick soon will be there. I had just settled down in my favorite black nighty when I heard distant clatter. I jumped up and ran down the hall to the fireplace with my nighty open to see what was the matter. All to my lustful eyes did appear St. Nick had arrived with his lube and reindeer. He swiftly order me to climb in my bed with my tits exposed and my legs held tight. He flung out lube and fucked my ass with delight. His words were harsh and hard with stories of horny elves near and far.
I came so hard it was just his luck he worn me out with that one good fuck. He checked his list and checked it twice there was still no way I had been nice. He buckled his pants said a goodnight wished me the best and to keep my pussy and ass tight. Now I’m tucked in with my ass filled just right with that special sauce of sugar and spice. I heard him leave with the patter of feet, it was my loss I was so beat. The reindeer huffed and puffed as Santa flew off. They were just happy he could get his nut off.
Well the holidays are here there are so many parties with alcohol. I know there’s nothing like forced intoxication phone sex. I went to our company holiday party the other night and boy did they load me up with the booze. The stripper patrons were blasting me with here come drink with me I can’t drink alone. As I continued to drink I felt myself being more turned on. I couldn’t help but to slide a finger in me with every shot I did. I loved rubbing and smearing my juices on the shot cups. I couldn’t help to orgasm as I see the glasses being passed around. My clothes kept seem to fall off my daughters were there to help mommy out. One guy must have caught on to my trick and began licking all the glasses that came his way. It excited me seeing how his sweet tongue rimmed the glasses and he seemed dart in and out of the cup like he was savoring an exotic wine. I’m sure a couple of times he caught my eyes admiring his work. So it was no surprise when he came down with 5 drinks. After the first one I felt my head spinning and his hands started wandering. I could feel his hands exploring my thighs. I tried to stop him but the alcohol was becoming too much. I realized how sultry and horny I was. I couldn’t help but wondering what the next fulfillment was. I felt his breath on my neck I told him I was done drinking, that it could lead to something. He smiled and shoved a drink in my mouth. He told me tonight I was going to be his bitch. I ended up being shoved me into the bathroom and lifted up my skirt. I felt his hands invading parts of me. He took the bottles id been drinking from and rammed them into my pussy. I tried to scream but I felt my screams were restrained. His big hands probed my ass poking and sliding his big fingers in between my cheeks. Every time I tried to mumble but I was forced to drink more. I turned to face him and that’s when he lifted me up ripped off my clothes in front of girls and told them that when mommy gets drunk this is what’s supposed to happen. I moaned with every thrust of the bottles he spread my legs wide and slid each one in me. I gasped with the girth of some. I tried to put some space between us but all he did was force more alcohol in me. I was becoming so drunk that I couldn’t fight him any longer but I wanted more. I was at his mercy. He took advantage of my limited mobility and fucked every hole I had. Upon waking wow those were some intense drinking games, I know grab those bottles and let’s get started.