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When I think of my big family and all the family fun phone sex calls I get to talk about them all the time. All the memories of growing up make me happy. My daddy and I still have our special visits where he begs me to start popping out offspring to join us. One day daddy, I promise, we will have our own little tot to have some fun with.
My daddy always made me feel special touching my special places. Having our secret meetings around the house where he’d told me to make him feel good down there and I dropped to my knees to please my daddys hard cock. My daddys cock is what made me realize how much I enjoyed a cock being in my mouth. He would force my head down that cock and tell me I needed to hurry the fuck up sometimes as we’d literally have guests feet away we were keeping our dirty little secret too.
He got real mad one time when he walked in on my brother who tied me up and was pounding the shit out of me. We were exploring some bondage things and I was loving it. Daddy was the jealous type though and took my brothers throbbing cock out of my pussy himsel as his cum was splashing all over my pussy in the process. Talk about embarassing. We were just having fun like daddy and I had fun together. It wasn’t a big deal as he had at that point cum in me probably 20 times in the past 5 days.
We thought daddy knew for sure but when he caught us, now we knew. He didn’t really say much just got angry as hell. Next time I saw him my brother was in my ass doing the same thing. We had a good talking to after that one, mainly because daddy wanted me for himself.
I was not even in middle school when my knockers started popping out and the local boys took big tit photos to add to their ongoing collections. I had DDs at a young age and no one told me I shouldn’t wear white t-shirts with no bras to school. Tight shirts that showed my rock hard nipples every day. I was spilling out of tank tops and my parents never told me to get a bra. I think my dad liked it as he would make me wear the tightest shirts and only had white ones at his house. Looking back, I see why I was getting snapchat photos taken and shared of me all the time. One guy even wrote me a letter apologizing about it. It said.
Lacey, I apologize for taking all those videos of you in the bathroom undressing for cheerleading growing up. Your tits were so enormous that us boys would not be able to get through the day without jacking off to your tits and we needed video to finish the deed. I know you wondered that one time I sat next to you what it was that kept squirting on your leg every afternoon but that was me jacking off under the desk trying to aim for your huge knockers because they made my balls get drained faster than anything. If I didn’t jack off before the end of the day, I had blue balls bad.
I know the picture of you playing with your nipples and trying to pierce them yourself were embarassing. I know the one in the bathroom stall where you are changing into cheerleading and then stuck the banana up your pussy had to be emabrassing and I hope you acept my apology.
If you are still a bad whore like you use to be just know I am still a horny guy with a hard cock that would love to shoot his load on you again if you are up for it. Hit me up hoe.
fBondage phone sex use to be so 50 shades of grey. That is until I figured out how wet my pussy got when I participated in a big group sex party with all kinds of BDSM fun. I realized I loved ropes being tied around my wrists, my ankles, my arms and my legs. The tighter the ropes felt, the more my pussy started throbbing for something to go in it. And when I say throbbing, I mean like pounding the room with the movement I had down there.
We were just experimenting at this party with licking pussy while our friends were chained or tied up. I absolutely loved being 100% restrained and having a whip come out of nowhere to just slice across my skin. The stinging and burn was real, I still have marks all over. However, realizing when someone would whip me, the very next sensation, if it was near my swollen cunt with all the blood rushing down to it, I was in pure bliss. The slightest touch even near my huge clit (that was so turned on and getting so big just like a cock, I almost felt like I had one but no, I was just a horny slut)
The feeling of wanting nothing more in this world than for a cock to enter my tight ass pussy but having no control whatsoever on my body. I just start blindly humping the bed, the air, anything, I wasn’t picky. I just needed cock in my pussy. I had no control so I just stayed restrained, tied, bound, gagged, and sweat and spit all over my face.
Sissy Phone Sex is my new favorite thing. There is nothing quite like reversing the roles that I have become accustomed to my whole life and making them i
nto something new. I am in control of your cock, your body, your mind and your soul becomes mine. Everything you think you know about your masculinity will be stripped and you will become someone I decide you to be. You will be my little sissy slut, and there is nothing you can do to stop me.
We will start by dressing you up in skirts, thigh highs, pink and more pink, high heel shoes, push up bra from Victoria’s Secret. You will become my little bitch in no time. Next, we will put your makeup on making you look more and more like my little princess. My little boy turned girl seems a bit unsure of this. Sissy can’t touch his little cock as we are preparing for life with a pussy. How do you say? Well between those beautiful ass cheeks lies one of the best pussy’s I’ve seen. A nice tight hole that will welcome any cock I choose to please. Oh the possibilities are endless.
I bend you over in that pink little dress and take my belt off and hit you repeatedly until your ass cheeks welt up. I just want you to get use to saying the words “Yes Mistress” and you oblige. I play around with that tiny little hole and bring my huge black dildo out and jam it in
Financial Domination Phone Sex is my new favorite thing. I already loved drained those big heavy balls now I just add big heavy wallets to my draining resume. I don’t just take on any little piggy, I need piggys who are serious because I mean business. You give me control of your wallet, and I will let you be on my pay piggy list. It is a very exclusive one.
I need to know who is serious, so we have a call like normal to discuss to terms the pay piggy is looking for. All rules for the company still apply. So we work that within our “contract”. You will give a tithe to me to start just to show yuor are serious. This can be in the form of amazon gift cards or tips. The currency thereafter will be in gift card form and minutes paid through doing calls.
I have piggys who want me to humiliate them a minimum of an hour a week and give them a list of weekly tasks to complete. If they fail any of my tasks, my piggys will owe me (an agreed upon amount). If they do not call that week, they send the gift card amounts over. These piggys are usually control freaks that get off on giving up control to me, their goddess. I am a reasonable person but I am also a person you must learn, is in control and that is a non-negotiable.
I would love to explore this world with you, as it’s new to me. I get so wet and my pussy practically squirts just going over the contracts with these piggys, it’s so damn hot to know a man is letting me control his finances and letting me humiliate him in all kinds of ways to do so.
If this is up you alley, I’d love to chat more.
Creampie Phone Sex, it’s what’s for dinner or would that be better as a dessert? That gooey, white, thick, and shiny greatness that this slut needs to get through her day. If I don’t have my daily pie or shall we say, pies (always more than one it seems), I am a mess. It’s like I didn’t take my meds when no cock has been in my mouth that day. I am cranky, moody, and not a fun person to be around.
However, when I get a hold of that first lick of the head. Oh the luck of whomever I decided needed to be in my mouth that night! It’s like all my anxiety goes away. I guess I have an oral fixation. I am fixated on dick being in my mouth. I don’t really know the science behind it, I just know when I don’t have it, I’m not right.
The girls who are like “Oh I spit, I would never swallow.” Sorry, not relatable. I am guessing they haven’t even sucked a dick to say such crazy nonesense. There is no way if you’ve had one in your mouth, having the pleasure of feeling that throbbing and the hardness that pulsates throughout as a load of the liquid goodness comes out, squirt, squirt, squirt. Pushes it’s way out of that tiny hole and into the universe, which is almost always, my mouth.
They think it’s classy or something not to swallow, well whatever, more for me. No wonder their husbands come ask me for their dick serviced with my little mouth all the time. They want their creampies not just to hit my mouth. They want it flowing down my throat and knowing their wonderful, juicy, glistening creamy pie was not only drained but it was also loved on the way out. Not too much to ask, right?