Big Daddy King has been so good to me. And the new club is off the hook. We have been filling up the house every night of the week. Which we are making big money. Big Daddy knows how to spoil his ladies. So I wanted to show him how it felt to be spoiled for a change and I had a throne custom ordered for my Big Daddy King. After all if we are going to kick off every night with our opening show at the club he needs the best of the best. But when I gave this special gift to BDK I had plans on presenting it to him in private. I wanted to give him top notch treatment the first time he placed his fine chocolate ass in this chair fit for a king. The smile on his face went from ear to ear when I pulled the blind fold off. As I sat him down in his new throne. Dark chestnut wood almost as sexy as him. Strong carvings engraved with beautiful curves like those of the ladies on his dream team. This chair was nothing but a direct reflection of our Big Daddy King. When he was finally seated I took off his shoes and began kissing his feet with long slow kisses….starting from his toes working my way up his legs…tracing my tongue around his bold muscular thighs. I could see his big black cock starting to get hard beneath his pants. I unbuttoned him with my teeth and slid his pants and boxers all the way off, so he could feel the satin seat on his bare ass letting them million dollar nuts slide all around as I began placing tiny wet kisses on the tip of his dick…which turned into longer kisses with each kiss my lips met his big anaconda. I guided his hands to the top of my head where he balled a fist full of my hair up in his hands and he began guiding my mouth down onto that big juicy dark meat. With each gentle push I’d take another inch of him into my mouth. Looking up at him so he could see the enjoyment in my eyes as the head of his big black cock reached my throat. He leaned his head back in pure pleasure. Letting out one of his sexy groans. Serving my Big Daddy King in his new throne had my pussy so wet. I could barely wait to slide my tight little pussy up and down on that anaconda. But for now I am happy to have him resting in my mouth. Mmmmmmmm
Category: Creampie Phone Sex
Ugh you and your little cock bore me!
Ugh! You and your tiny little penis bore me! Look at my face, do I look like I am impressed? I can barely see that tiny little thing so I clearly will not be fucking it, in fact I can hardly stand to look at it! I don’t want to touch it, I don’t want it or you anywhere near me so lets just make that clear from the get go. No, you will be my little bitch and all you will get to do is watch while I fuck a real man, something that you will never be. If you are a very lucky little bitch boy, maybe I will let you clean all that cum out of my pussy when he is finished… are you hungry for a little creampie cucky? You better be because that is the only way you will be allowed to touch this pussy! And don’t think that I will be allowing you to touch that pitiful cock either cucky, you only get to touch that if and when I say so!
Grease Monkey
It’s been a week since I visited the garage in my tight cut off jean shorts with my pussy lips hanging out of either side of the thin piece of material that makes up the crotch. Walking over to him while he was on the dolly under the car wrenching away. I gave him a hand job that I am sure he has not forgotten. Today I have the same skimpy top on that I wore last week only today I wore a short little black skirt with no panties. I have been sitting across the street watching him work all morning, waiting for him to lay on that dolly again and slide under someone’s car. Finally after a morning of working under the hood, he is laying down on his back where I want him and sliding under his new project. I can feel my pussy twitching in anticipation as I get up to cross the street. I waist no time approaching him. Standing over him in a straddling position I smile as he says, “I see your back.” He must recognize my heels. My reply is a simple “MMMHUMM” Squatting over him I unzip his jeans and his cock springs out, already hard. My pussy is already dripping and sliding him inside me is easy despite his size. This time there is no smack of his head on the undercarriage of the car. His moan as he pushes back against my cunt serves to make me wetter and I ride him hard. Soon he shoots his hot load inside of me and I explode all over him. I can’t give him time to see me, not yet So I stand up and walk away. Again I hear him sliding out from under the car and know he sees me as I turn the corner. Satisfied that he has to put his cock back in his jeans and can’t follow me I slip away again until the next time.
I Dare You
What can I say I let my pussy get in the way of my morals. I could not help it. A good friend of mines fiance has been hitting on me ever since I can remember. Finally when we were out the other night I gave him a run for his money. I wrote on a napkin and slid it across to him while my friend stepped out to the restroom. I told him that I dared him to meet me in the bathroom. I honestly did not think he’d do it but he proved me wrong. Once my friend got back I told her I was going over to talk to this guy who had been checking me out. Then I went right for the bathroom stall. I sat there with my bare pussy hanging out. The second he swung the door open he dropped to his knees and started eating my pussy like he has not eaten in days. Soon his face was saturated with my juices and I pulled his cock out and guided it right into my dripping wet fuck hole. He pumped that cock into me like a mating rabbit. Besides the fact that he had to hurry because of his fiance he couldn’t help but to nut withing two minutes because this snatch felt so good wrapped around his throbbing fuck rod. Leaving me with a mess to clean up he hurried back to our table. So….I let him have desert before dinner….what’s so wrong with that?
Mall Cock
I needed a little retail therapy so I took a trip to my home away from home, the shopping mall. Naturally when I walk my sweet little ass in and out of the stores I always get a lot of attention from the guys. Mostly they are young teens looking to get their little willys wet or pop a boner. I pay no attention just keep shaking my ass as I walk right on by. But on this particular day it seemed I had me a stalker. A fine ass stalker. He was tall, ripped, piercing blue eyes and long dark wavy hair. When he spoke he had a heavy accent that instantly made my pussy get wet. Finally at my last stop I purposely on accident bumped into him. “Oh I am sorry” I said. “Me too” he replies. Really, how come? He goes on to say “I am sorry that I cannot get a taste of that sweet pussy you have between them sexy ass legs.” This totally caught me off guard. He certainly took the cake for cheezy pick up lines, but if my pussy had not already been wet, it was a slip and slide at this point. I was rendered speechless for a mere 5 seconds. Grabbing him by the arm we made way for the nearest dressing room. The attendant was busy with some other customers so we quickly slipped into one. He immediately lifted my skirt up and much to his surprise I had no panties on. My thighs were sopping wet with my juices and he began lapping them up like a puppy dog. Tracing his tongue all the way up my thigh right into my slit. I let off the softest moans possible trying to refrain from getting to loud but this man knew how to work his tongue and I was ready to cum like a river all over his face. I grabbed a fist full of his hair and shoved his face into my pussy forcefully hard and I rode his mouth until I gave him a cream pie dumped right down his throat. I sat him down on that little bench and unzipped his jeans like a jack in the box his hard dick popped out. In a reverse cowgirl position I slammed my wet cunt down onto that fuck rod and rode him until he exploded. After we were finished I wrote my number on his cock with my eyeliner pencil. Cock me I mean call me again sometime. As I was leaving the mall who do I see? Stalker boy walking hand in hand with his wife/girlfriend. He better wash that cock with a quickness!
A Cuckolding Phone Sex Lie: Size Doesn’t Matter
Today is tell a lie die. Perfect for a cuckolding phone sex mistress to play a practical joke on her loser husband. I told a lie. I told him I was giving up big black dicks to save our marriage. I told him that I had an epiphany that size didn’t really matter. I asked him to meet me in a hotel so we could have a romantic night rekindling our love. How I kept a straight face is beyond me. How he could believe me is even harder to grasp, but he did. When I arrived at the hotel room, I was not alone. I walked in with Jamal, a well hung black stud. My husband looked mortified. The hotel room was filled with flowers and fine wine. He definitely fell for my lie. “Belated April Fool’s Day and Happy Tell a Lie Day, Dear” I said with a smile as I unzipped Jamal’s jeans and blew him in front of my humiliated husband.
The real fun, however, came when I made my husband get naked too. I love naked line ups. In my head I am always singing that Sesame Street song, “one of these things is not like the other.” I mean when you measure my husband up against Jamal it is clear that my husband lacks many inches in comparison. Jamal is not even the best hung stud in my posse, but he is still way bigger than my delusional hubby who actually thought I had a change of heart about cheating on him with big black cocks. I told him if he was an actual man who could satisfy me, I wouldn’t need to cheat. After some small cock humiliation, I made my husband fluff Jamal so I could get properly fucked.
My husband didn’t much like doing it, but what would be the fun in it if he did? He pumped Jamal’s perfect fuck stick back up for me, then guided his dick into my eager pussy. My cuckold husband sat in the corner, head bowed in shame while a real man fucked me. His consolation prize was getting to lick the man seed from my pussy. Maybe my lie seems harsh to you, but men with tiny dicks sometimes need a healthy dose of humiliation.
Peanut Butter, Jelly, CreamPies, And Snowballs
We had been smoking a little weed and was feeling really high. I was hungry, horny, and happy. What sounds more fun when you are stoned than food and fucking? You said you were gonna get some peanut butter and jelly. I figured the sex would have to hold off a bit, but I was so wrong. When you came back into the room, I smelled the peanut butter before you got to me. I cracked up laughing when I realized you had spread it all over your cock. You brought your cock to my face and I began licking and sucking that creamy mixture right off. As I did, I felt something cold being rubbed into my pussy. When I looked down, I saw you were putting sticky grape jelly in me. I guess we are both snacking tonight. As you moved into a 69, I felt your hot breath and then your tongue at my pussy. The difference in temperatures from your hot mouth and the cold jelly was erotic and felt so good.
I had almost cleaned your cock of the peanut butter when you applied more. Then you climbed atop me and put your peanut butter covered cock in my jelly filled cunt. As you pumped your cock in and out of me, we made one huge mess, but the weed had us giggling the whole time. As the food mixed, and became creamier, you started pounding my pussy harder and harder and eventually added your own creme to the mixture. You pulled out and began eating my pussy again, getting a mouthful of your peanut butter jelly creampie. You ate my pussy to my own squirting orgasm, taking my girl juice into your mouth as well. As soon as I came, you moved back to my mouth, kissing me deeply. Using your tongue you shared the creamy mixture with me. The cum mixed with the sweet jelly and peanut butter made for a different type of taste. It was almost hypnotizing – or maybe that was just the weed.
Babysitter Phone Sex
I decided to take on the babysitter gig for a while to make some extra cash. My very first gig was also my last to date.
Walking up the walkway to the front door my stomach was in knots. I hadn’t done this in such a long time. I took a deep breath and rang the bell. Here goes nothing. When he opened the door, it took everything in me to keep from gasping at his beauty. He ushered me in with a smile and introduced me to my ward for the evening before shooing him off to his room. Sitting next to me on the couch he explained that he was a single father. As he gave me the numbers I may need for the evening in case of an emergency, I sat next to him mesmerized. My nipples were getting hard and there was no way that I could hide them. He leaned over and ran his fingers across them through my shirt and I shivered. Pushing me back on the couch he covered my mouth with his and slid his hand up my skirt in one swift motion. Spreading my legs for him I moaned into his mouth. Before I knew what was happening he was between my legs, my panties pushed aside and his massive cock was pushing into my wet pussy. Just as quickly as he entered me, he unloaded his balls inside me and was up and out the door, leaving me breathless. When he got home he fucked me again only this time it lasted all night long. That was over a month ago, since then he has made me his babysitter phone sex whore. Calling me every night we fuck each other with our words, cumming together on our end of the phone line. He says he is making me wait exactly two months before we fuck again face to face. It is an erotic torture, this game of cat and mouse that he is playing.
Hot Squirting Pussy
What a hell of a fucking party! It started out kind of dull but then the girls showed up. I don'[t even know their names…They had the sweetest pussies I have ever tasted! It was obvious from the moment they walked in that they were fucking machines. Their clothes spoke volumes. The way they moved was like watching sleek cats on the prowl. They were the most sensual creatures I had ever seen and from the moment I laid eyes on them I knew that I had to have them before the night was over, Getting to know them was easy. I found out that they were sisters and that they had been fucking each other for years. BOOM we already had one thing in common family fucking. We laughed about how easy it is to pick men up with a hot bitch by your side that also happens to be a relative. How turned on guys get at the thought of fucking cousins or sisters or even and aunt and her niece. Within an hour or so we were laughing and getting along like we were friends forever. But friendship was not the goal, the benefits were. Finally we found a bedroom that was unoccupied and we locked the door. Just the sight of their naked bodies made my cunt drip with desire. I almost came when I felt their bodies warm and naked against mine. Sandwiched between the two of them, our bodies rubbing against each other, hands and lips all over each other’s bodies was heaven. But when I got between her legs and tasted the juices cumming from between her pussy lips, I couldn’t believe it.. Every pussy tastes different but her pussy tasted like golden nectar. Her body squirming under me I wasn’t prepared for the gift I was about to receive, when she came it was truly a hot squirting pussy. Juice all over my face as if a man had just jizzed all over me. It was the best feeling ever and made me cum with out a single touch!
A Great Therapy Tool
As a trained sexologist, I work with a multitude of disorders, differing patients with differing needs. Some are willing to talk out their problems. Past issues of abuse, of neglect, of trauma have left psychological scars that run deep on them, causing an array of sexual symptoms. Mommy didn’t love you enough, therefore you crave her pussy like a drug. Daddy sold you to mean men for drugs and that’s why you like to look at little boys. Big Sister liked to dress you up in girls clothing and so you like to prance in womens panties.
Just sit back on my therapy couch and tell me more of what’s bothering you. But sometimes I have to deal with a difficult patient, one that doesn’t want to open up about his sexual repression. I’d try everything from goading into anger to gentle coaxing to get him to open up, before turning to more unconventional methods. I’m talking hands on, and I mean “hands on.” Once I hike up my skirt and sit on their lap, they’re literal putty in my hands.
As I gyrate on their cocks, their minds open up and so do their mouths. “Tell me more, I think we’re having a breakthrough” I whisper as I grind my ass on his hard dick. he tells me every single repressed thought he’d ever pushed down as he squeezes my tits, hands wandering under my shirt as I turn to straddle his lap, bumping and grinding as his breathing gets harsher the closer he get to orgasm. He finally snaps and grabs my hips, thrusting against my wet pussy as he cums in his pants. We finish the session in a more relaxed mood, with him completely open and honest about his issues. Lap dances are a great therapy tool.




















