Category: Ethnic Phone Sex

Back to Africa

With the world talking about South Africa, I thought it was a great opportunity to give my little ones a lesson in African culture.  My family is used to me wanting to get them all together in one room.  So, when I called them, they came running.  They all looked at me weirdly, because I was wearing a floor-length robe…a mumu really.  I’m almost always naked in the house, and they’d never seen me so covered.

I started out by asking them if they knew that my name is African.  A country, actually.  My youngest daughter, who’s temporarily snaggle-toothed from losing her first two teeth, thought it was so cool that I have a whole African country named after me.  LOL  I talked about how important dancing is to African people, and that many Africans walk around naked.  I explained to them that African women are created to have wide, curvy hips and big, soft asses.  The shape of African women is purposed for more enjoyment while dancing naked.  So, what Mommy does for a living, dancing naked, is only an extension of a very important part of our culture.  I turned on some music and started dancing, performing some traditional African moves.

Slowly, I disrobed, as I transitioned my style to some of the moves that I execute at work.  I pointed out that many of the movements were the same.  I invited my girls to join me.  They stripped for me, and showed me how they twerk their cute, little asses.  My boys fell right into the rhythm, as they began beating their big, African “drums.”

Finally, my oldest son got naked, bent me over, and pounded a drumbeat inside of me like he was sending a message all the way across the ocean from Kenya to the USA!  Then my oldest daughter hopped on her older brother’s dick, and rode him bareback, like a warrior princess.  My poor, little man could barely hold on to her slim, little hips, as she bounced and twerked on him until sweat ran down her face.  My youngest daughter busied herself with my youngest son.  Her soft, tiny mouth sucked on his African war spear, while he licked her itty-bitty asshole, and fingered his own.  The sound of all of the screams and moaning was like an African war cry of Lust.  Cum join us in exhibiting our African pride!

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I become very aroused when I watch gang bang porn.  I will always remember my first gang bang.  It was electric.  However, this one was different:  It was a man who was gang banged by my girlfriends and I.  We prepared him for this experience, over the course of 5 days. He was instructed t drink ginseng, yerba mate, and he consumed yohembi and was ordered to remain hydrated.  He ate vegetables, fresh fruits and fresh fish.  His semen was to taste pure and fresh. His stamina was increase. He was directed to stretch, he did yoga. On the 5th day, he was ready to be used as a pussy whore.  He was to service 11 women, over a period of eleven hours.  He was bathed, perfumed, and brought out to us.  He was instructed to kneel down in the center of a candle lit room.  My girlfriends and I formed a circle around him and one by one, we approached him so that he could tongue kiss our vaginas. After each of us reached orgasm, he was allowed to drink water and eat a fresh fruit and vegetable salad (to help him to regain his strength). He was used like a whore for hours, performing various sex acts.  The last of which was sexual intercourse.  It was so much fun and so erotic to enjoy our private man-whore.

A Girl Needs a Little Romance

I love to be kissed.  To me, there is nothing more intmate than to be kissed passionately as you thrust your hard tool inside of my vagina.  Our tongues dance the tango, as the heat from our private parts mix and mingle.  I bite your neck and nibble on your ear, as I whisper to you, telling you that I need you.  Every thrust of your shaft causes an explosion deep down inside of me.  We kiss and become one.  I climb on top of you and whip my hair seductively across your chest.  I crawl down to your throbbing flute and wrap my long, dark hair around your shaft. I use my hair to stroke your instrument, until it explodes like fireworks on the Forth of July.

I Received a Golden Shower from Godess Gemini

 I love being dominated by a beautiful and powerful woman.  I had the privilege of receiving the precious urine of Goddess Gemini.  I never tasted anything sweeter, I never felt so invigorated, in my entire life.  She allowed me to prepare a chalice of green tea for her to drink.  When the Goddess was ready, I humbly knelt down and waited for her to exert her dominance over me. She solidified her position of authority and superiority, by saturating me with her precious urine.  I am not worthy to receive her piss, but she is training me.  With each spurt of her precious urine, I thanked her by responding as such, “Thank you Goddess Gemini for giving me the privilege and pleasure of being reminded of how lowly I am“. She is so beautiful, so strong, so sexy.  I do not know how I became so fortunate, as to become her human toilet.  Goddess Gemini urinated upon my breasts, in my face and in my hair.  She also urinated inside of the chalice that I gave to her.  She instructed me to drink her urine.  It was delicious. I realize that I am her foot stool and I will never actually become worthy enough to deserve her golden shower.  She is teaching me to become a good toilet slave, for her pleasure.

“Sending My Love to You”

I have been told, many times that I have a big ass, for an Asian girl (guys joke with me at times, and ask if I have some black in me….I tell him, that I have, when I have taken black cock inside of my ass) *smiles*. I guess that I have been blessed *smiles*. A gentleman that I am seeing now has gone out of town, on business. He wanted for me to keep in touch and keep him turned-on.  I have decided that the best way to accommodate him, is for me to take sexy pictures for him, and to call him and have dirty talk.  I love the way that he smacks and spanks my ass, during sex.  He treats me like a filthy whore, and I like it.  He spits in the crack of my ass and beats his dick on my ass cheeks, like he is beating a drum.  He play music on my ass, using his cock as an instrument that makes an erotic song with my ass…..the drum of our sex.  He sometimes sings dirty songs to me when he beats my ass. We cum together, making beautiful music.

A Time of Worship

It happens so frequently for me, where I must satisfy my hunger with the delicious taste of your cock.  I have been this way for a very long time.  Seeing you nude, in front of me, makes my mouth water.  I must get on my knees and praise your cock, worship it, like a god.  Some ask me if I believe in god. I am an Americanized Asian-American girl.  I tell them that your cock is my god.  Your hardened cock has power over me, makes me weak: like a helpless girl.  Your cock is beautiful, strong, magnificent and it must be praised.  I bathe myself and spray delicate perfume upon myself, before I dare to touch your supremacy.  I bow down and worship your cock and my god. There is nothing higher. I submit to it’s power. I  worship your cock, because it is my god.

Our Adult Rehersal

We are going to do a Thanksgiving day play for the little ones at the community center this weekend. We have been practicing nearly every evening for a week now. It is going to be worth it because the little ones make our dicks and pussies so wet, even if they don’t know it. But it has taken away from our fun time with each other. so we decided to get together, change the play up a little bit and practice our grown up version of the play. In our version the Pilgrims and Indians share more then just a feast prepared as an offering of friendship and new beginnings. In our version the Indians and Pilgrims share their men and woman and their different versions of fucking. The little ones watch fascinated at both the similarities and the differences. We make sure they see how uninhibited the natives are compared to those of us that came across the ocean and are more proper and respectable in the way we do things. We narrate just as if there are really little ones watching which creates a very erotic adult play for us as we mix our fantasies with our realities. It is definitely a stress reliever and lots of fun. Maybe we will practice again at least once before the actual play.

MASTER/slave

If one were to ask me my ‘sexual orientation’, I would tell them that it is BDSM. BONDAGE and DISCIPLINE/SADISM and MASOCHISM. All of my relationships fall under the umbrella of BDSM.  I learned when I younger.  My upbringing thrusted me into this very intense lifestyle.  Pleasure is control and giving up control. The chemistry between us allows our roles to be established, naturally.  The mental connection that I develop with my partners goes beyond any conventional relationship that I have ever had.
Pain is a language, an art, a sport. Restraint is a teacher: Like hot coals removed from a fire and tossed into the ocean; it causes a chemical reaction.
In my opinion, true commitment exists within the BDSM subculture. True sexual gratification, true mental stimulation, true emotional connections are achieved through the release, the tension, the charge obtained. Inequality is accepted. ‘Informed consent’ is a necessity. Sex is not vital, but a part of.  
I want to be with you. To be your student or your teacher.  Come and be with me.  Together, we will explore, enjoy, and give in to our mental and physical lusts. I started as a student of submission. In that, I have learned how to effectively dominate. Come and enjoy the satisfaction and flexibility that I can provide to you as a ‘switch’. I will be your BDSM China Doll, when you crave spice.  

BDSM Phone Sex

I had recently gone to a very popular BDSM Club in New York City.  As a ‘switch’, on this particular night, I brought a male slave with me.  I was dressed as a ‘woman of power’, wearing all black.  My slave was attached to a leash and collar.  I instructed him to walk 3 paces behind me.  He would only sit, once I nodded my  head.  While at the club, we observed others within ‘the lifestyle’, as they enjoyed an assortment of activities.  We watched a male slave who was locked inside of a large cage, nude and on display.  We saw a woman who was restrained to a wooden bondage device, nude.  We saw a naked woman who’s wrists and ankles were cuffed and chained to a wall, spread-eagle.  This woman screamed with pleasure while her master flogged her erect nipples and bald vagina.  My slave and I became aroused as we watched her submit to the carnal pleasure.

While with my slave, I was approached by a very attractive man. He was a master, looking for a slave.  We flirted and I gave him my phone number.  Two nights later, I met the handsome dominant at a bar for drinks.  After which, we went to a hotel and there, he dominated me.  He put a collar around my neck, attached a leash, and instructed me to get onto my knees and worship his cock.  After which, he took me into the bathroom and ordered me to put my face into the toilet, while he flushed the bowl repeatedly and fucked my asshole, while yanking on my leash.  Once he was satisfied from ass-fucking me, he ordered me to sit on the toilet and to open my legs.  At that time, he came close to me and urinated upon my clitoris, for quite a while.  I moaned with pleasure and came hard from the sensation of his warm liquid.  Once finished, he ordered me onto my knees and shoved his cock into my mouth and had me clean him.  Moments later, he came down my throat.  After our ritualistic sex, we talked.  It was then, that our unconventional relationship was established.  Whether you crave to own, or to be owned, I will take care of you during BDSM Phone Sex.

I Will Tease You, Then I Will Deny you of Pleasure…

I am a tease.  I know how to bring you to a heightened state of arousal and then give you sexual torture!  I can keep you in this condition for a very long time.  Once you are ready to explode, I give you a taste, then, I deny you of pleasure.  I will tease your erection, only allowing you to enjoy the sensation of touch for a brief moment.  I will put my soft lips and tongue on your flute, but only for a brief moment.  You will moan in agony, feeling my hot breath upon your arousal.  I will only let you sniff the sweet scent of my strawberry, only to pull away and continue the sexual torture.  I will allow you to enter me, but only for a brief moment, only to stop you, continuing to deny you of pleasure.  When I finally do decide to allow you to release, it will be on my condition, only.  I control your orgasm.  I am the queen of sexual torture.  Tease and Denial Phone Sex is my specialty.