Category: Blasphemy Phone Sex

Who wants Hot squirting pussy for St. Patrick’s day

Hot squirting pussySt. Patrick’s day is just another excuse for whores like me to get white girl wasted and blame all my whorish behavior on the alcohol.. I’ve been drinking since 12AM last night, I woke up with a hangover so you know the rules, I drank some more! Haha, Vodka always makes my pussy sopping wet… Since, I can’t be out right now shaking my big ass on random cocks and kissing random men because I am Irish then I guess Cocksucking phone sex will do.. 

I am addicted to sucking cock, there is no way I am fucking without having your cock down my throat first.. Something about your cock hitting the back of my throat repeatedly and me struggling for air makes my pussy throb! If you want my  Wet bald pussy to be extra wet, force me down to my knees and let me take the lead from there.

Uhhhhh, I am feeling so naughty haha I’ve been sucking sugar straw powder off of my green 11 inch dildo all day, in the spirit of St Patrick’s day! After I get through rubbing my cunt from the start to end of my shift, I am going out to catch a bar just in time before closing. A quick walk through and my nice piece of ass hanging out the backside of my mini dress, will get me a nice overdue pounding! Hoping for a gangbang but I will take whatever I can get.. Having Phone Sex is such a tease, I love hearing you cum but only if you could deliver me your load through the wire so I can taste it.. LOL 

Blasphemy Phone Sex fears no God

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Blasphemy Phone sex knows no fear of God. One thing you should know about your little mixed breed is that I was raised up catholic and went to mass and confession often. Church was a big part of my life as a youngster.  I knew when I heard the story of God asking Abraham to kill his own son God was in fact evil. The Devil was the one I wanted to follow. Angelic beauty paired with no guilt about things that are human nature sounded way more fun to a school brat like me. Giving naughty confessions that just about made my priest kell over and gives hint at my Blashphemy beginnings.

I guess a confession that there are way too many brats and not enough cock, does that! The cost of making men and women turned on has to be paid right? Just like Jesus paid for all of our sins, and suffered? No? Well, that was when I started bringing my own kind of church to men who needed me. Turning in your soul to the dark lord for young cunny and cock is a tale as old as time. Most of you would sell your soul just to be able to kill, torture, and fuck something.

Without temptation, you wouldn’t be like this. I know that. But your dick beating up a pussy that is so fresh and bald is too tempting. Add in a spicy Black And Hispanic dominatrix punishing our victim and your cum will flow! Some men need young bald pussy and some men need to be sandwiched between my strap-on and a tiny twat or ass! Even if you have never thought you would sell your soul, just spending some time with my evil ass will make you rethink things. I have a way about me…

Blasphemy Phone Sex for little bitty baby Kaye

 

Blasphemy Phone Sex

The preacher at the church around the corner is constantly calling me to have Blasphemy Phone Sex. Daddy told him I could babysit his little ones. Well they really don’t need it, they have tablets. However the preacher loves me coming over so he’s always asking me to babysit for him. But he’s a real kinky kinda guy because he loves to touch me and talk about his daughter. He calls me her name when he sticks his hands down my pants and touches my bald cunt. He gets so excited he stutters and if he has his cock out I can feel him throb in my mouth. Daddy says he is the sickest priest he’s ever had the pleasure of meeting and that cum whores like me are a perfect match to milk that priest dry of cum. Daddy says he should be so glad they met because he would not get away with what Daddy lets him do to my body.  TBH I like when he wears his collar and ask about my sins. It gives me something to strive towards.

Forsake your God and Worship ME

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I am your religion now and all you think about. You worship at my altar and pray for my blessings. When I bestow the gift of pussy to you, your heart is filled with more joy than you’ve ever felt worshipping your God. Give up your religion and come worship me. Your God can’t fuck like I can, can’t suck like I can or make you cum like I can. Watch me put a hole in a portrait of your deity and how I fuck it good with my strap-on. Now you do it too, so your God has now sucked both of our cocks. No one likes a God that can be used like a bitch. Go ahead and say “God is my bitch and he sucked my dick”. I know you love forsaking him, degrading him and making him nothing. Maybe we can print out more of those portraits and fuck on top of them, all of those sacred images being turned into our fuck bed. 

Blasphemy Phone Sex Keeps Me Going

Blasphemy Phone Sex

When I’m at odds with the big guy upstairs, I give my mommy holes a little faith in the heavenly father with some hellishly hot blasphemy phone sex.  Sacreligious sexy time helps me clear my mind and bring me back to center.  So what if I cream my cunt with a crucifix dildo or bash in my own butthole with a silicone bust of the sacred mother?  God gave me a horny pussy and eager ass for a reason and I’m gonna use them!

The song I sing isn’t just mine, tons of people know the not so joyful tune.  Raised poor, looked to the church for support, got abused and taken advantage of by the elders.  If that sounds familiar to you, then you get it.  I don’t give a damn if Jesus were sitting on the end of my bed, that wouldn’t slow me down a bit.  I’d still make my gash all goopy with every graven image I have in my possession and give myself a screaming orgasm while he watched.  He supposedly sees me all the time anyway, right?  So what’s the big deal?

There’s not one sinful doubt in my mind that Jesus would whack off while he watched me work my holiest of holes with a handheld representation of his mother.  He’d probably try to see how far he could stick that rubbery crucifix inside of my cum canal before I screamed out for mercy.  Our Lord and Savior would slay my snatch and gape out my ass for sure, but I bet he’d be really nice while he did it.  Not like those church dicks who did whatever they wanted to my young bald pussy every Sunday. 

 

Daddy make me do Daddys Girl Phone Sex for Cum

Daddys Girl Phone Sex

I don’t think most girls get an awesome daddy that makes them do Daddys Girl Phone Sex. My Daddy is the best, he treats me like I am the only whore who can get his cock off. Last night we were watching tv and I was cuddled up on Daddy. He wrapped his arm around me and rested his hand on my thigh. I could feel the heat from his palms and it was burning a whole in my horny pussy. I couldn’t help wiggling and then his hands started to move more. Daddy moved his fingers to my waste band. My horny kitty started throbbing and I moved to take Daddy’s belt buckle off. It snaps off and I move past it to undo the button and zipper. Daddy’s manhood jumped out of his pants and was right in front of my face. So I took it in my mouth. Daddy was so excited it didn’t take long for him to empty his ooey gooey thick baby batter all inside my mouth hole.

Revenge is a dish best served cold

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The saying Revenge is a dish best-served cold is so true. After weeks of endless fighting with my boyfriend and realizing he was lying to me, I thought, how could I hit him where it hurts the most?

My boyfriend has a beloved collection of cars that I know are his pride and joy. The only way to make those cars mean hell to him is if I plant videos of me with another guy in those cars. I drew up a plan and knew that if I partied, it would be down to hook up with an ex or two. With a bit of alcohol and tuning into my inner Party Girls Phone Sex slut in me, I made sure to get a shot of me sucking my ex off in his gladiator. BMG how he loves to give his little toys nicknames. A big-money gladiator is more like a broke man glad. Fuck him and his stupid friends. My mouth became the prize procession for the jizz of a hot ex of mine.

I slurped on that dick as I’ve never done for my boyfriend. A girl likes to be able to be treated like a princess. Keep your girl happy, and she will never go seeking Revenge. A bj in the bag was the least of his problems. I was going to fuck his friend, too, so he would never forget me. In his Mercedes, I slipped in and let his best friend pound me with his rock-hard cock. Using me up like a slut so that my boyfriend would finally see it.

Biggest cum show for Daddy’s tiny Tits Slut

Biggest cum shot

Daddy loves to get the Biggest cum shot on my tiny puffy nipples. He says that’s how I show my love. Daddy started guiding me in ways of being when I was very young. From early on I knew how to please him and what didn’t please him. He said I must always keep my bald cunt as it was the first time he fucked me and made my Kunt bleed for the first time ever. Now that I’m able to handle a good throat fucking Daddy doesn’t hold back at all from using me like the baby he meant me to be from the first time he held me. He cradles my head in his hands and then proceeds to use my face for all it’s worth. Which is only his cock’s pleasure. For some reason my sweet kitty starts to leak every time Daddy has no mercy on my throat. But he says my kunt juices are for his pleasure also and I can’t use them. So I keep my hands away from my molest me button or my fuck hole until I get on here to make money for Daddy. I am completely his to have an do what he wants. Just Daddy’s little fuck slave to serve him in every way possible.  I’m only allowed to play with Daddy’s Kunt after I make other men have pleasure.

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Anal phone sexThere’s something amazing about getting my anal fuck hole spread open and pumped like a favorite night stand toy during anal phone sex. It’s orgasmic to even have a normal-sized prick pushing its way in and overtaking my ass, but to also have a rod in my mouth filling it with warm charming heat and overtaking my senses with fascinating musk. I don’t ever say no when a man asks me for a fun time. Especially some cute white boy that doesn’t even know who he’s asking or what he’s getting into. I’m a whore that uses her whole body to have a fun time, especially on the off and on small vacations like this. Only three of them, it was somewhat of a shame, but it meant I could turn just right while my tongue twirled to wrap both hands around the poor left-out guy’s cock and start stroking. A firm grip is really important to a black girl phone sex whore, especially when that whore is giving glee incarnate to the hand me down, left out guy. He exists in an odd reality, one where he’s just not important enough to change positions but certainly needy enough to beg for more. While my mind was occupied with my fuckhole getting reamed while it heavily squeezed, my mouth was pumped full to the brim, my soft palms worked magic at the horny mastercraft in my hands. He had a much nicer dick, and I couldn’t wait to get it right in my pussy or ass a little later. I rolled my eyes a little an tried to call out for my anal plug to throw some life into it and make me scream but my throat was too busy being slipped into and roughed up to let out even a squeak. Somehow, I had no complaints about that, just a raving desire for the biggest cum shot. 

Forced Bisexuality Phone Sex leads to Wet Blasphemy

Forced Bisexuality Phone Sex

 

When my father came over I didn’t realize we were going to do Forced Bisexuality Phone Sex. My father is a priest and he comes and checks up on his daughters weekly. This week he brought a sister from the congregation. She had submitted her life for the highest good and was a blasphemous sinner. Father had caught her masturbating when she should have been prostrating herself for our father. Doesn’t she know what we are for? How to walk with him and submit to his will. 

Well when our father on earth walked in and saw her he made her come right over to my house. She was dressed in her modest sister attire and I had just came home from Sunday school. Father made us both sit down and recite him “Our father on earth. Hollow be your name. May we ever submit to his will and only pleasure him”. Our wills are not for our taking but for his. Then our father stood up and unzipped his pants. He then told us to find it. We quickly did as it came out to play. 

Father then told us he wanted us to examine each other. After removing our clothes Father laid us down with our bodies pressing against each other. Sister Anne’s pussy and ass smelled so amazing I was thrilled when father told us to taste each other. We are forever his fuck toys.