Category: BDSM Phone Sex

Furry Friends Phone Sex

Furry Friends Phone SexMaster, I appreciate the want of exploration and learning but I didn’t think you’d ever make me a furry friends phone sex whore. Especially not on a stage in front of everyone. There I was though, my hands tied to a stripper pole after I had danced for you and your friends. I was blindfolded and gagged. On my knees with a pillow under them to protect them from the stage. So I had no idea what was happening as I felt a cold wet thing against my ass and in my pussy. A long wide tongue fucking my wet pussy going harder and harder as I got wetter and wetter. I felt a hot soft tickle sensation on my back and sharp hard claws running on my sides. The hips of whatever was touching me kept poking me with a hot wet cock. Every Time it’d hit my pussy it’d hump harder until it popped out. Eventually you help it, point its cock at my pussy keeping it inside of me as it grew bigger and bigger. It was humping me so hard and filling me up so quick I was already lost in the hot pleasure, listening to the cheers of the audience as this thing begins to swell inside of me. Throbbing as I feel the hot cum shoot right against my cervix the big swollen thing in my pussy rubbing my pussy from the inside. Sending me into my first of many orgasms.

Humiliation phone sex

humiliation phone sex

I had one of my sissy boys come over today. I made him strip down naked and put a collar on. I commanded him to walk around on all fours like a dog and bark for me. I led him into the bedroom and tied him to my bedpost like the dog that he was. I stripped down naked and laid in the floor. I commanded him to lick my pussy. He buried his face into me. Of course he didn’t make me orgasm. I got up off the floor, got a belt and whipped him. I told told him he is a worthless mutt as I brought the belt down on him. He whimpered never breaking character. Well at least he is good for something. I went to my play toy chest and took out a dildo. I sat it on the bed and untied him from the bed. I took him to the foot of the bed where I strapped him down to the post. He was sitting up but couldn’t really move. I got really close to his face and spit in it. You are a worthless little dick looser I spat at him with anger. You cant even eat my pussy right. Your are not good for anything so your gonna watch me get off and lick my juices. He bowed his head down and said yes ma’am. I took the dildo and shoved it into his mouth while saying get this cock ready for me. He sucked it until it was good and wet. I pushed it into my pussy and instantly I’m soaking wet. I fuck my tight cunt until I cum. Then I show my face in his pussy and make him lick up my juices. I then piss on his pathetic excuse of a tongue and laugh at him. I go up to him smack him hard in the face as I tell him how he is my toilet. How he is a joke of a man. His cock is so small I needed glasses and he knows I don’t wear them. Haha you make me sick I say I slap him again and exit the room to clean up. Leaving him tied to the end of the bed for later use.

Rape phone sex fantasies the Boss

Rape phone sex fantasiesSo I found out that Master was putting up videos of me online.

Would you like to know how I found out?

My boss called me into his office, I’m just a lowly paper pusher. So I’m not sure why he would call me into his office. Or why when I got in he wouldn’t be there. I walked into the office looking around and was surprised when the door clicked behind me. I gasped and turned around barely able to register it was my boss before he pushed me into a chair. Holding me down by my throat as he tied me to the chair hostage style. Putting a gag in my mouth and my arms to my side.

“You’re such a teasing little bitch you know.” he grinned at me as I stared at him with wide scared eyes. He giggled, actually giggled. “Oh, don’t worry poppet, I won’t hurt you much. I saw those videos of you online you kinky little slut.”

Imagine my surprise at that, wondering how he could have seen me. How he would know I was a kinky girl… Then it dawned on me…

I didn’t have enough time to be upset at my Master before my boss decided it was time to take liberties. He undid the buttons to my top and pulling my tits out of my breasts. Slapping them until I whimper in the gag, tears in my eyes.

I knew he was going to force me to fuck him.

His fingers clumsy against my pussy his fucking me painful leaving me squirming and crying against the gag. His pudgy cock leaving a wet spot against his pants and he practically drooled on me.

I didn’t know what his full intentions were for me I just knew that I’d have to have a talk with Master later… If, I could manage the words.

Small Cock Humiliation Phone Sex

Small Cock HumiliationSometimes I feel like a fetish piece.

Like the only reason men want me is for my tits. They are huge, natural, and oh so fun to play with. A lot of guys want to play but not offer me anything in return. I know it’s petty but a man has to offer me either great sex and a big cock or at least a fat wallet.

These sad little men with tiny cocks want to fuck me but what they can do?

What’s the point of letting a man fuck me though if their cock can’t even fit through my tit’s and reach my mouth. Or fuck me so hard and deep that I can feel you trying to push into my womb?

Just admit, in that case the only thing that a man is good for is spoiling.

I being spoiled almost as much as I love getting fucked. Buy me clothes, give me money, pay for me and my fuck toys to go out and have dates. Maybe you’ll get lucky and I’ll bring you home a desert. Wouldn’t you love to taste the sweet creampie I have for you.

After all you did pay for it.

hot squirting pussy

hot squirting pussy One of my chick friends called me last night. She was horny and needed some phone sex. Of course I was ready for her. I undressed and told her to do the same. I sat in my lounge chair and started. I told her to slowly rub her clit and imagine me there sucking on it. Making that cunt all hard and ready. I told her I would twirl my tongue around and around the tip hitting that good spot. Then I would stick my dildo inside of her sweet hole as I kept licking and sucking on her nub. I described to her how her pussy would get so wet and juicy for me. She started to moan really loud and that turned me on. I started using my pink dildo on myself. I was moaning with her. I told her how I’d love to get a strap on and bang her pretty little brains out. She orgasmed at the same time that I did and we was in absolute bliss. I love it when she calls me wanting phone sex!!

Haunted Fantasy Phone Sex

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex? Many of my black cock callers think that being a black cock faggot is a fantasy, but it is not. White men sucking on big black dicks happens all the time. I am talking about things that don’t happen in the real world. I had an out of this world encounter a few years ago that still turns me on. I was house sitting for a friend in her old Victorian home in downtown Chicago. The house had a haunted legacy. Even though Illinois was a free state, the rumor was that the original owner at the turn of the century had black house servants that he didn’t treat so well. In fact, the predominant rumor was that the owner killed his black man servant when he discovered he was sleeping with his wife and buried his body in the basement. I  didn’t believe in ghosts, but if a house was going to be haunted by a black ghost who liked white women, that was my kind haunting.

black cock phone sexOther than odd noises that all old houses make, nothing out of the ordinary happened the first night. I was rather disappointed. Night two, however, was a different story. Not only did I hear something, I felt something. Something dragged me out of the bed and tied me to the stairwell banister. At first, I thought I was dreaming, but then I felt myself being whipped. I know the feel of a black cock on my body.  I am not a submissive woman, except when it comes to those big black cocks. This world or the netherworld, it doesn’t matter. I found myself bound and gagged getting fucked by a big black dick I couldn’t see. I was begging for more.  I woke up the next morning back in the bed wondering if it at been a hot dream. But, when I realized I had cum in my pussy and restraint marks, I knew the ghost stories that had long plagued my friend’s house were true.

Even a black ghost fucked my pussy better than my husband.

young bald pussy

young bald pussy I finally found the big cock I was looking for. I bring him home for the night. We head to my bedroom where I let him strip me down. He is licking his lips. He better be. I let him get undressed and I throw him onto the bed. I stick that huge cock inside my mouth and twirl my tongue on that head. I shove it the rest the way inside my mouth and gag myself. I know he liked that. I stop and position myself on top of him. I force his enormous cock inside of my tight wet cunt. It feels so good to finally have a decent cock inside me. I ride his shaft like I’m a stripper working the pole. He moans softly and grabs my tits. He is so deep inside me it hurts ever so often. I love it. Feeling that prick deep inside me. He then grabs me and shifts us to where I’m the one on bottom. He never lets that cock slip out. He grinds on me and I orgasm as if its the first time. He keeps pounding that snatch until he jerks out of me. He pumps his cock until he shoots his warm milky cum all over my chest and stomach. He finishes off by eating my pussy again until I orgasm a second time. Then a third. We leave each other on a good note but I think its definitely time for him to go. I kiss him goodbye and he leaves. What a night!

Slave Training Phone Sex Between a Tree and a Hard Place

Slave Training Phone SexApparently I did something to earn my Master’s ire.

I was taken to the middle of the forest with some of Master’s closest friends and told me that it was time for my “Slave Training Phone Sex regimens.” I didn’t really understand what they meant but I’m fairly certain they would let me know.

First they stripped me naked, one man holding my arms back as the others smacked my tits, ass, and pussy. Some hitting over my kidneys just to remind me what a pain slut I was and to mix some bad pain in with the good.

Once they had their giggles at my jiggling flesh they pushed me up against a tree. The rough bark scratching at my back as they moved onto the next step in their Slave Training Phone Sex regimen. “What do you say about being tied to a tree slut?” one of Master’s friends sneered at me. I blinked, looking at him surprised. Master was mean but he was never cruel for the sake of it. “I… “ I took too long to answer. The man slapped me hard across the face as my Master laughed.

I could taste blood in my mouth and my vision was cloudy with tears. They took out their rope of choice and I was scared to see that it was barbed wire. I could feel those metal teeth digging into my skin and they laughed as they tugged at the metal. Slapping and hitting me again, trying to make me move out of the way of their hands and into the teeth of the wire.

“What does a slut say when she’s asked if she wants to be tied to a tree?” He prompted again and right away I answered “Thank you sir. Yes sir.” he laughed, and patted my cheek. I noticed the others had pulled a small box with them and opening it revealed a set of needles and jewelries. My master with nitrite gloves on pulled and pinched my nipples. Making them hard as he smiled at me. “Ready for the next step in your Slave Training Phone Sex regimen?” he asked with care. I was afraid, and he could see it in my eyes as I looked from the man who had slapped me back to him. “Yes sir…” and with that they took the wide needle, one man pulling my nipple taut as the other pierced through the sensitive flesh making me scream out as they put a hoop through it. The the other, then my clit… I didn’t feel like I consented to any of it… And all it did was make me afraid of the men surrounding me. Even as they told me how good I did and what a perfect slut I was.

Fetish Phone Sex Dripping Away

Fetish Phone SexMy Master is amazing me at turning me into a Fetish Phone Sex whore.

He strapped me back to the table, tying down my wrists and ankles before putting a blindfold over my eyes and ear buds playing some bass heavy music that filled my ears. All I had left was my sense of smell and touch.

I wasn’t sure what to expect and my body was tense with the expectation of unsure pain and gasped when I felt something soft and silky run over my jaw line. Moving down my neck and between my tits and over my stomach. I giggled and squirmed as the soft thing kept running over my sides and ribs.

The thing sent little tingles through my body which made the quick removal of the soft tingles and the sharp quick pain of what I knew was a cane going across my nipples. Then my stomach and over my pussy. Whack, whack, whack!

Until I was squirming and wiggling, whimpering and crying. I could feel the burn lingering before the sharp little pokes tickling over the hot stinging making the tickling even worse than with the first thing he used.

When he pulled the wheel away I tensed up again. Nerves on fire with both pleasure and pain I was almost afraid of what he would do next and then I felt it. Hot little drip, drip, drips of fire across my skin. I pulled at my bindings trying to get away from the hot little drips. They seemed to come from everywhere.

I heard him laugh even over the music as he drips the wax directly onto my pussy. I cried out, my back arching as I danced for him. Not sure how long he was going to keep doing this to me.

Party Girls Phone Sex the Bunny meets the Wolf

Party Girls Phone SexMy friends know what a Party Girls Phone Sex whore I am. When they found out about a costume party they had to tell me about it.

I had to go of course, but I thought it would be awesome to be a rope bunny. So I put on the black satin one piece iconic for the Playboy bunnies, even the little poofy tail on the ass and the sheer black stockings that made my legs look like a porn stars and the classic black heel to match. Paired with some white puffy ears and then I got together with a BDSM friend. They completely decorated my suit for me. They did a chest and hip harness all in natural jute rope. Then they did decorative wrist and ankle binds and even a collar for me.

I was a total rope bunny and loving it.

The adrenaline was running through me as I walked into the party. The heavy bass of the music strumming through me and making me feel wild… So I could feel that surge of arousal especially after my eyes crossed over the wolf man.

He was wearing ripped jeans, a flannel shirt ripped open. Fur covering over his arms, chest, legs, and even his face. Somehow this werewolf was straight out of an erotic novel, all he needed was a box fan to blow that sexy hair from his face and I would be his.

His eyes met me and it was as if electricity whipped through my body and I felt my breath catch in my lungs.

Holy shit.

He prowled to me, his dominance sending shivers through me and I swear if he touched me I would cum. I was definitely prey and the grin he gave me as I moved away from him. Danced out of his touch sent chills through me. We found ourselves on the dance floor. Moving just in and out of his reach as he hunted me over the floor. Pushing and leading me away from people, into the dark, out of the sight of everyone else.

Then he caught me, his hand in my hair. Pulling tight as he pushed my chest into the wall. His cock grinding into my mass. His growl primal in my ear.

I wasn’t sure if I had won or not technically. But as his strong hands ripped the crotch from my suit and I felt his cock slide into my wet pussy I found myself not caring and I knew that I belonged to him for the night at least.