Every man wants my dick. He might not admit it at first but I have my ways of coaxing it out of you. I am really good at forcing a man to know what he desires. Honestly once my dick is in your face that means I already have you wrapped around my finger… or rather my cock. Cuz soon my throbbing dick will be down your throat so you can taste the precum. I will have you beg and talk thru my dick! I love the way it hums when you whine. It feels so perfect when I make you gag on it, it’s a bottomless pit to me! I just fuck your mouth as hard as your ass… to get it sloppy and juicy for me to fuck your little pathetic shithole. You could never tell me that ass hasn’t been rammed before! No lying to the pretty little shemale that is about to dominate you in every way, you gotta keep me and my cock happy!
Category: Fetish Phone Sex
Mutual Masturbation Phone Sex with Jillian
I imagine you here with me, and I can’t help but touch myself. I imagine your lips and tongue tracing patterns over my body, and my fingers follow those very same trails. As I imagine your mouth sucking my nipple in, my hand covers that nipple before my fingers begin to twist and tug at it, mimicking what your mouth would do. My hand follows the trail your tongue and mouth would make down my belly and over my hips, to work its way down to my thigh. It would linger there, tracing slow, sensual patterns over my thigh, working slowly inward to the very core of my craving. I imagine your mouth finally licking gently at the lips to my cunt, slowly forcing its way in between them to find my wet center and the little bud that will drive me insane. My fingers and hand work my clit over, sliding in and out of my cunt as I know your mouth would, and then slips further down to finger at my ass hole. I finally slip a finger into my ass hole, then two, as my other hand makes its way to my clit and cunt. I feel the rush of my orgasm as I imagine you finally driving your hard cock into me, and the power of it blows my mind. I just love the way you love me!!
Keep your bf healthy!
As a good GFE phone sex girl , I know that keeping my sexy studs healthy is most important in order to keep them around for a long, long time to play with! No one likes broken toys. At least once a day you should check your fuck toy thoroughly, from head to toe. Make sure to take lots of showers together, so you can check their skin all over. Then, once he’s good and clean, lay him on the bed, or the floor, or wherever you want to lay him, for further inspection.
First, check his foreskin, if he has any, gently pull it back, exposing the head of his cock. Run your tongue over it in slow circles, checking for any odd bumps or tastes. From there, continue down his shaft with the same motion. Be aware that if his dick turns into a hot metal rod, you’re doing your job right. Don’t stop at the base of his member, now. His balls need treated with extra special attention and gentle care, Gently move them around with your fingers, rolling them around, lightly squeezing them. Again, the best final check is to pull them into your mouth and feel them with your tongue. Don’t miss any spots now!
Next comes the most important part of your sexy health inspection. It’s easier if you have your toy get on all fours, with his face resting comfortably on a pillow. Spreading his cheeks carefully with one hand, and stroking his man meat with the other, slip your tongue as deep as it will reach. You want to make lots of circles inside and out. If you feel that walnut in there, keep toying with it, and he’ll explode very nicely for you.
Now that you’ve ensured the health and fitness of your man gravy dispenser, you can climb on top and ride the fuck out of his healthy, yummy dick, and get a belly full of those yummy cummies! You’ve earned it with all that hard work! Go you 🙂
making him cry again
The other big black man whips out his cock and shoves it into my mouth. I normally don’t give head but, I really wanna see my ex cry. Both men are fucking me so well. My ex sits there eyes wide as can be. I’m so loving that he looks sad. I keep seeing anger and sadness cross his face. Good. The black cock inside my mouth squirts his juices into the back of my throat. I swallow it like a champ. When he takes his cock out I tell my ex it’s funny how he begged for head. I laugh at him. He frowns and I believe I see him tearing up. This is great! Haha. The black prick inside my wet pussy feels so good. He is pounding me hard as fuck. I am moaning louder than my ex ever made me. I decide to bring that up as well. I watch my ex as tear streaks down his face. For a moment I think maybe I’m being cruel. Then I snap out of that feeling and laugh at him. Don’t cry little sissy boy. It’s pathetic to see you cry like that. I laugh as I say it. This is great! I squirt my sweet water all over that huge black cock. The pounds my pussy harder. I am screaming in ecstasy. I squirt again and again! I make sure I watch my ex cry the whole entire time. When the instructor cums inside of me my pussy sucks his cock in. I lay there in the floor feeling amazing. My ex is now sobbing profusely. Good. I ask if he wants to suck my cream filled cunt as he walks away. Oh, how I love to make fun of him.
Pain Slut Phone Sex meets Piano Wire
Roofies are a hell of a drug. Especially when you wake up with your hands cuffed behind your back and sharp pains running across your stomach, ribs, thighs, and breasts. It felt as if I was being held up by knifes but as open my eyes. Try to force them to focus beyond the drug haze that had covered them. It took awhile to realize I was staring at a floor. It was concreted made brown with dirty and there were scuff marks from boots all around me. I tried to look down to see the bed I was on, but there was nothing under me. I didn’t understand. It didn’t make sense, I could feel the pressure underneath me as if I was laying on a bed of nails. I tried to look up behind me and cried out as I felt that sharp pain digging into me intensify so badly that my vision turned white until I forced myself to relax again. The pain didn’t go away but it wasn’t as if I was being sliced by hundreds of razors at once. I found myself panting as I recollected my brain working hard not to shift and get more comfortable as anytime a muscle flexed or moved it’d cause that sharp awful pain. I try to recollect what I saw before my vision turned and I remember a spiderweb. Nothing but thin silver lines moving from around me and into the ceiling but that didn’t make sense either and I just can’t understand. Then I heard the crunch of dirt being ground into concrete. The heavy footsteps of someone in boots walked towards me. I waited to see the person who had captured me but they never appeared in front of me and then I felt something soft, gentle, and evil across the sole of my foot. I gasped, laughing, as I instinctively tried to pull my foot away from whatever the soft item was. The pain was so intense that shot through me, my vision went white as I felt razor blades all over my body. A hard hand gripping my ankle and holding my foot still as the soft item went away to fingers. The hard fingers digging into the sensitive curve of my foot forcing me to laugh and scream as I jerk, pull away, and squirm against my bindings. I can feel them digging harder and harder into me. I feel what is almost a pop in some areas as the pain goes to an entirely new level. My frayed nerves extra sensitive from the abuse allowing me to feel the dripping blood from those popped sections. The sound of the blood dripping onto the floor was so loud to my ears. Even over my sobbing laughter. He wouldn’t let up though, his fingers just switching from one foot to the other, driving me mad. I couldn’t even beg for him to stop all my air went into crying, laughing, and sobbing. I felt like I was going to pass out and didn’t even realize how sick this was all making me until I felt the burn of stomach acid in my throat and seeing the mess I made on the floor. He stopped, still never saying a word to me as he walked around me. Stopping in front of me he pulled my hair pulling my head up. My face was red, my eyes full of tears and flowing, and even snot uncontrolled down my face. I flinched as he spoke. His voice hard and deep like gravel and wolf growls. “You made a mess slut.” He pulled me forward by my head, rocking me on whatever torture device he had put me on making me whimper and scream again. He pulled my face into his hard jeans. I could feel his hard cock as he ground the rough cloth against my face scratching it with his zipper and the metal button as he promised to me. “I’m going to have fun with you whore. Especially making you clean this up. Now open your mouth and beg me for my cock.”
Daddys Gang Bang Whore
All I want for Christmas this year is for my Daddy to be home more often to play with his baby girl. He came back into town unexpectedly last night and surprised me with a quickie because he was craving my pussy just as bad as I was needing his big Daddy dick. Afterwards he put me up on his lap as if he was being Santa and asked me what I really want for my gift. I named off a couple of fun new sex toys for him to try out on my sweet little bald cunny but then I let him know how much I miss him and, that I need more sex than he is able to give me. And I was so surprised because he actually told me that he’s been thinking about how unfair the situation is, and knows how much of a cum lovin’ whore I am so he gave me permission to fuck one of his good pals who I’ve known for so long. After all, it wouldn’t be the first time that Daddy allowed his good friends to play with my adorable little naked body. I was so excited about his decision that I almost started to ride his dick again, but yet another surprise! He brought his friend over with him and they shared my body together so that I could get more acquainted to a new man. They both played with my body for hours and I can’t remember how many times I came everywhere. Just that all my little holes have been well worked with fingers and dicks and I wouldn’t change a thing.
Hot Phonesex Weekend of Fucking
It’s nearing the weekend and this hot phonesex mommy has a couple of slutkins that are ready to be like mommy. With a chance to show off their cocksucking phone sex skills these two mini me’s are giddy with excitement. I’m a real cum slut phone sex whore and my girls are taking after mommy in the dirtiest little slutkin ways. As they are already all whored up with their painted faces for their pageant exploits these two have learned some very beneficial lessons.
All too often the requirements for a pageant win are some extracurricular type activities that are naughty and very much a secret from the rest of the attendees. These are just a little something that I have managed to negotiate as a good p-mommy. What sort of services might I negotiate with you, on behalf of my slutkins?
Slavery Phone Sex poking the Ghosts
Master has learned about ghost hunting. He wants to so bad to see something to experience something outside his control since everyone and everything in his life falls to his domination. The ghost haunting he is talking about though is different than cassette tapes and thermal cameras. He wants to feel them himself and so he’s going to piss them off enough to retaliate against him or her. I don’t know why he’s working so hard to walk into danger but… This scares me so badly and I know I can’t say no. So we went to Georgia to this house that was known as a plantation house. One that was horrible to slaves, many died after they were tortured to death and had been converted into a museum by one of the surviving ancestors of one of the slaves… I don’t think he’d be happy if he knew what Master wanted to do after the tour and the stories of the atrocities that occurred but Master paid a lot of money for us to spend the night alone inside this home and as the owner left and we were truly alone. He grabbed his toy bag and we went to the basement. An area that was once used as a dungeon as it still had rusty metal shackles on the wall. He took his skein of rope and tied me to these shackles and I felt a shiver run through me. Almost as if fingers running over my hair and as if trying to comfort me an old song getting stuck in my head that I didn’t realize was there until I heard Master ask me “What the fuck are you humming?” and I looked over my shoulder at him surprised. “I don’t know Sir…” he grinned. Realizing that maybe the spirits he so badly wanted to feel were already toying with me, I imagine he thought they were scratching and hurting me rather than the gentle caresses and touches that shivered through my body. He pulled out a flogger with thick leather falls. One to warm me up rather than hurt me but I didn’t know of the modifications he made. The small metal claws he added to the end of each fall and he hit me hard. Not warming me up and making me scream as I felt those metal claws slash across my back. I could feel the air go from warm and comforting to tense and felt a soft brush of air across my cheek as if trying to wipe away tears. Then another hit from Master. I screamed, gripping the ropes hard as I let my weight be supported by the old shackles. I started to sing to myself “Hush little baby…” whack! Another hard hit and scream as he laughed behind me. The words kept coming as if against my will. “Don’t say a word…” I sang softly under my breath as I heard the scrape of something hard against the brick floor. He screamed, “Come at me you fuckers. Or I’ll be her back raw!” I could already feel the blood running down my back. I saw from the corner of my eye his arm reach up ready to hit me again. Then there was a thump before he could hit me again. He screamed this time and I turned to watch him as he scrabbled to grip the bricks. Hold himself in the room near me, even gripping for my ankles for me to help him as unseen hands dragged him from me towards a cell that was only 10-15 feet away from me. He couldn’t reach me and I couldn’t help him and as they dragged him into the room the door slam closed behind him. I watched that door, waiting for him to come out as the room turned cold around me. “Mama’s gonna buy you a mocking bird…”
Surprise
I surprised this business man in the men’s bathroom once while I was pleasuring myself and squirting my load into the urinal. He was wearing this really sexy suit and tie, carrying a briefcase that he dropped once he saw my sexy body. He made me giggle and push my mini skirt back down over my dick but then he surprised me by pushing the door shut behind him and locking it! He wanted to taste my dick and I wanted to make him beg for it! I made him kneel until he was eye level with my cum glistening mushroom tip. And he told me how badly he wanted to feel my cock shoving down his throat over and over again! That was enough for me to choke off his words with the brutal force of my cock shoving down his throat! He moaned and trembled when he tasted me on his tongue, and I continued to ravage his throat hole. This continued until he creamed all inside of his expensive pants as I filled his throat to the brim and made him dribble cum all down his chin.

















