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I giggle to myself as I type in my caller’s credit card info. I love married men phone sex, so when he asked me if I did calls with married guys, I was giddy immediately! The second his card clears, I return to the line. “Hey, baby. We’re all set. You alone?”
He exhales like he’s been holding his breath all day. “Yeah, she’s asleep. I’m in the bathroom.”
I slide my hand between my thighs. My pussy is already hot and slick. “Good. Then you can give me every second of your attention.” He groans softly. I know that sound. He’s already stroking. “Tell me what you want tonight,” I whisper, voice low and filthy. “Tell Hope exactly how you need to be taken care of.”
“I just… I need to cum. A lot. She never wants to fuck anymore.”
I laugh, soft and warm. “That’s why you call me. Because you know I’ll worship that cock until you can’t think straight. I’d be on my knees right now if I could, licking every inch, sucking your balls, letting you fuck my throat until spit’s running down my tits.”
His breathing gets heavier. I push two fingers inside my wet bald pussy and let him hear how soaked I am. “Listen to that,” I murmur. “That’s what your voice does to me. I’m dripping just thinking about making you cum again and again. I’m your little cum slut tonight, remember? I want every load you’ve got.”
He swears under his breath. I keep talking, guiding him, praising him, telling him exactly how I’d ride him, how I’d swallow him down after he fills me, how I’d beg for the next round before he’s even finished shaking. By the time he cums the first time, I’m already planning the second. “Good boy. Don’t stop, keep stroking it, baby. I’m not hanging up until you’ve given me at least three.”
He moans my name like a prayer. I smile, fingers still working between my legs. Another married man who finally gets what he needs. And I’m more than happy to give it to him.
I sit at my vanity, legs spread wide, my wet bald pussy glistening under the lights. I’m ready for some hot ass sex, and tonight, my big dick friend came over to help me put on a show for my cuck of a husband.
“Get on your knees,” I demand and my hubby obeys instantly, sinking to his knees at the foot of our bed where my lover waits. My husband’s eyes are glued to the thick cock that’s about to ruin me.
I wrap my lips around my lover’s fat meat, sucking greedily. My tongue swirls around the head, tasting every inch as I take it deeper down my throat. I suck hard, letting spit drip down my chin while my pussy throbs with anticipation.

“You love watching your wife be a slut, don’t you?” I taunt between licks. He nods, cock straining uselessly in it’s cage. I laugh and go back to sucking, gagging on that dick until my eyes water.
When I’m ready, I climb onto the bed and spread my legs. My lover slams into my hot sloppy cunt in one thrust. I moan loud enough for the neighbors to hear. My husband watches every inch disappear inside me.
“Fuck me harder,” I demand. He pounds me relentlessly while my husband’s face burns with shame and arousal. My hot squirting pussy clenches and sprays all over the sheets, soaking everything beneath me.
I flip over, presenting my ass. My lover doesn’t hesitate. He pushes into my tight hole while I reach back to spread my cheeks wide for my husband to see. The stretch burns so good and hubby can’t look away as that cock fucks into my ass.
“Tell him what you are,” I order my husband. His voice cracks as he admits it. “I’m your cuckold.”
I laugh and push back against the cock stretching my ass. “That’s right. And if you ever forget your place, I’ll send these videos to everyone you know.”
My lover fucks my ass harder and another orgasm builds fast. My messy pussy gushes again, soaking the bed even more. My husband’s face is flushed, his tiny caged cock leaking.
I cum with a scream, my ass clenching around the thick cock buried inside me. My lover fills my ass with hot cum, pulling out so it drips down my thighs and I make my husband lick it up.
“Good boy,” I coo, stroking his hair. “Now send me some shopping money”
I slipped out the back door of the bar, hoping to dodge that creep who’d been staring at my tits all night. The night was dark and quiet. Something told me to get to my car quickly and I tried to move fast, but he grabbed me from behind, yanking me deeper into the darkness away from the door light.
“No! Let me go!” I screamed, but he shoved me hard to the cold ground. My small tits pressed against the pavement as he lifted my dress and ripped my panties down. “Awww come on. You know you want this big dick.” he sighed as he forced his thick cock into my tight cunt without warning.
“You’ve been giving me those sexy ‘come-fuck-me’ eyes all night, so here I am, baby.” He pounded me relentlessly, hips slamming against my ass with every brutal thrust.
“Please, someone help!” I cried out, spotting a homeless man nearby. I begged him to come over. Instead, he just stood there, pulling out his cock and stroking it while watching.
My attacker laughed, driving his cock deeper into me. “Look at that, your hero’s jerking off to us. Want to join?” He taunted me, then pulled out his wallet and waved a hundred-dollar bill. “Cum on her face, I’ll give you this.”
The homeless man shuffled closer, aiming his cock at my face as my attacker kept fucking me raw. Hot cum soon splattered across my tits and belly while the attacker grunted and filled my pussy.
I am a dirty filthy slut. I have to have something to fuck my holes at all times. No matter the occasion. Be it a butt plug stretching my tight bud, or a clit sucking dildo making me squirt all over my sheets.
This time that ain’t the case. See, toys have batteries, and batteries die so quickly. Plus sometimes I forget to even charge shit. You ever had a toy die on you right as your orgasm is building? I could cry in frustration
So I make sure I keep me some fresh cucumbers in my fridge as a back-up. The cold slick skin of it as it slides into my twat feels amazing in contrast to the rubbery silicone of a dildo. Fucking myself with one brings out the inner primal part of me that will get hot squirting pussy firing off.
Best part about it is, I have a snack after I’m done. Pussy pickles are better anyways.
Your phone buzzes on top of a stack of papers- it’s your wife. I’m bent over the desk in your office and you’re balls deep in my pussy. That stupid bitch couldn’t have picked a worse time to call, I was so close to cumming on your fat cock. I feel you press impossibly deeper inside me as you reach across me for your phone.
When you answer, you sound bored, casual even. No one would know you were minutes away from blowing your load inside me and it makes my pussy clench. I can hear your wife yapping away about some house project. You’re silent with the exception of a few noncommittal noises, but even more frustrating than that, you’ve completely stilled inside me.
I can feel your big dick pulsing and throbbing inside me, so I start throwing my ass back against your hips. My cunt is so soaked the noise it makes is so loud and obscene. Like macaroni in a pot. I just know your wife can hear it. The palm of your hand comes down hard against my asscheek, then your thumb invades the tight little hole, hooking inside of me.
You use your thumb to guide me back and forth on your cock, pulling me harder and harder against you until I’m squirting all over you. I bite down on my wrist to keep from screaming as you continue to pound my pussy until you explode rope after thick rope of jizz inside me all while your wife is none the wiser.
My tools of my trade are just like those of the men who build houses. No seriously, they are. Reciprocating saw, Drill, rope. Except I use them to build up that nice sweet pussy juice for some Squirting Phone Sex.
This dude really wanted me to grease his gears up a bit. Told him if he can hit my buttons just right I’d spray like some WD40. His response?…
“I could definitely use a couple of squirts to lubricate these gears nicely. Just as long as you are the can that does it.”
Man has a way with words. Knows exactly what to say to get me oozing a bit.
And, with using my own tools of the trade, I fucked myself to a soaking wet mess. The saw with the dildo attached to it going full speed into my greasy fuck hole, while the anal plug was spinning rapidly in my shit pit. My cunt was just going off like a yard sprinkler. With just as much force too.
Don’t worry though. I still had about ¾ of the can left in me after that. I’ll let him deplete the rest of me next time.
Parties for me have to have sex involved with them. Anytime I get around a lot of people, that sexual tension just starts getting stronger. Thinking about all the dicks in the room I could be sucking, all the pussy I could be eating.
I frequent these shindigs on a regular. Sex slut like me needs it. It’s like a drug I need a hit of. To feel all those hands on me at once, hitting all the fun spots.
And having the sensation of a cock sliding into my soft wet pussy as I’m swallowing another sex part of someone else. Polarizing shit. I love being able to make those Party Girl Phone sex fantasies really come to life.
So, let’s have some with with a beat that’s sick. Cause I wanna take a ride on those disco sticks.
Clapping booty meat with that open palm is gratifying to a lot of people. I know for me, feeling the smack on the ass while getting railed with a dick the size of Texas, it’s a drug. One that is always readily available.
Just thinking about it gets the cheeks tingling with excitement. Also the pussy wetter than a sea sponge. That sting of the smacks against the fleshy parts of my bum that gets harder and harder with each hit. Kind of vibrates a little when you do that too.
And it’s fun to keep a tempo going and play bongos on my ham hocks. Give it a drum roll for the spectacular cumming you get me doing, right up till you blow your own load. Then one good whack of the back side for good measure.
Sometimes pain and pleasure are one in the same. And I like to take home a few hand prints to remember the occasion.
Feet need to be acknowledged more. It’s the one part of our body that we really take for granted. Especially for my foot fetish phone sex lovers who would love my tootsies all of their meat sausage.
I have cute feet too. Dancer’s arch, which is perfect for playing “Hide the one eyed worm” one to softest part of my body. My self care routine involves cum from some guy (seriously… best skin softener very). And as they say, fresh is best. So of course I’m gonna get them to blow that load all over my tarsals.
Just think, feeling the soft skin just sliding up and down your log as let my piggies dance all over it. The pressure of those babies tip toeing around the mushroom head. Might even involve my hands to give the impression that there’s two sets of hands there.
I love dick. All kinds too. I like to say I’m an equal opportunity hoe. No one eyed willy is off limits for this knob gobbler.
But black cock phone sex with a nice meaty bbc? Hits different, as it doesn’t taste the same as others. Texture is smoother. Plus, they just be thicker. (Sorry white guys… black dudes just have that girth.)
Also, the passion of sucking on a chocolate tube like this sends my taste bud dancing. Salty and sweet, slobbering all over it in hopes of getting the cum load poured into your mouth. Best treat of all.
The jizz juice is also completely different. Has good consistency for bukkake shots to the face. They usually pump out a lot too, so can spread that shit like cake frosting all over my face.
Point is, I love a good fuck stick. But if I had a choice in the matter, I’d prefer my more melanin toned brothers for a ride.