Category: Fetish Phone Sex

Tease and Denial Phone Sex with Size Queen Brooklyn

My husband has a small cock. I didn’t marry him for his dick obviously. But, he not only lets me have lovers, he encourages it. So he is a keeper. Sometimes he watches, sometimes he doesn’t. But, he is older and just can’t get off like he use to.  Well the other night, I came home and I was well fucked. Both holes got it good and hard. I showed him my creampies and let him be a good fluffer boy and clean me out. He asked me why my holes were gaping open so much and I explained that my lover had a coke bottle thick cock. And a cock that thick stretches a woman out. He inquired if that felt good for me. I told, “Honey you can’t imagine how intense the cum is getting fucked by something that thick.” His little pencil dick could never give that kind of cum.

He wanted to stroke his cock while cleaning me up, but I was feeling particularly deviant that day and I denied him. “My pleasure is your pleasure, and that is all you need tonight,” I told him. I know it frustrated him, but I can’t let him cum whenever he wants or he will not learn to appreciate his orgasms. Boys of all ages need to learn control of their cocks. They masturbate too often, then wonder why they can’t cum for a woman. It’s up to women like me to take control of a man’s orgasm and let them know when and how they may ejaculate. I sent him to bed with blue balls and said if he was a good boy, I may let him cum in the morning. I came and that is all that mattered.

I woke up in the middle of the night and I heard strange moaning. Not like arousal moaning, almost like pain  moaning. I get up to go see what is going on, not at all happy about being  woke up. I find my husband in his bathroom masturbating with a coke bottle up his ass. I ask him what the fuck he is doing when I told him he couldn’t pleasure himself tonight. This kinda violation will get him cut off my from creampies for a week. He tries to tell me he wanted to know how it felt to have something that thick inside him because he wanted to cum as hard as I did earlier with my coke bottle thick lover’s cock. I couldn’t believe he not only ignored my instructions, but he actually thought a coke bottle would feel as good as a thick throbbing cock. Idiot. I ordered him to remove the bottle and stop trying to get off. “You are not worthy enough to cum; hell you might not be worthy enough to cum again for months” I smirked.

He tries to pull the coke bottle out of his ass, but it won’t budge. I am laughing hysterically. So my loser husband has a tiny clit stick and a big old coke bottle lodged up his ass. “This is your just punishment for disobeying your hot, superior wife,” I inform him. I told him I didn’t care if it ever came out because  his dick is worthless to me. Hell it’s worthless to anyone. He begged for help. Promised to be a good boy and do whatever I wanted. I’ve heard that before. He is good for awhile, then his love for jacking off supersedes his love and loyalty to me. He obviously needs more discipline. I teased his little dickie, got it hard while he was in pain because I am just that hot. Then I left him high and dry with a hard dick and a coke bottle up his ass. I tossed him a jar of Vaseline and said, “Get it out yourself moron. If you had listened to me, we’d both be asleep.”

I then went back to my room and got on the internet and started researching chastity cages. My hubby obviously doesn’t get the whole I’m in charge of his orgasms  thing, so his tiny worthless pecker is getting locked up and only I will have the key. That will teach him to touch himself without my permission.

Humiliation Phone Sex With My 440

When I saw this old car my pussy started gushing. I could hear that big block 440 purring, with bored out ports, hooker headers, a 650 double pump carburetor. I would be able to run this bitch on any strip and take all the young punk’s money and/or pink slips for their silly little newer cars with their lift kits and air shocks. When the tow truck pulled into the club house and unloaded her at the garage, I couldn’t wait to get grease under my finger nails and dig into her. I lifted the hood and began to disconnect wires so I could hook the wench to the engine and pull her out. Taking her apart and putting her back together was going to be fun, and I kept thinking of things I wanted to do, a high performance cam shaft right down the center of her….yeah sweet. I crawled under her and found yarn wrapped around the front of the transmission where it met the engine. What in the world was this shit about? I got her hooked up and the engine out and then I found a pair of nail clippers holding the choke open. What the fuck? Whoever had this baby was a fucking idiot. All I could think of was how sweet she would be when I was done and how the cherry on my hot fudge sundae would be the first pink slip I pulled with her on the strip. I love the look of defeat in a young bucks eyes when this Hot Latin Queen takes his baby. The devastation is orgasmic!

Smoking Fetish Phone Sex with Cassandra: Human Ashtray

I walked into his bar; not sure what to expect as I’m never allowed in Master’s place of business. I thought I was waiting in the car like a good girl, so sneaked a smoke break. He must have known I would be naughty without his watchful eye. Master could smell the smoke on me when I entered the bar and he was not pleased. Only he is allowed to smoke, but never me. A good slave should be seen, never heard and certainly never smelled. I saw Master from behind the bar and I knew what his hand signal meant. I got down on my knees and crawled to him with my lit cigarette in my mouth. When I reached his feet, he removed the cigarette from my mouth and I opened my mouth wide. First, I got a hard slap across the face; then he put the lit cigarette out on my tongue.

Master reached in his pocket for a lighter and pulled it out to light another cigarette. When it was lit, he drew in a long drag and blew the smoke in my face, which was followed by a hard slap. I inhaled deeply his smoke with every drag he took, and said “I’m sorry Sir, with every smack I received. Every time he smacked my face, he called me his “Pretty Ashtray.” I am happy to be his pretty human ashtray. After all, I was born to belong to men, to be used by men, to serve men. How would you like to use me Master?

Dance the night away

 

Tonight is the night that I let my alter ego out.
She likes to dress slutty, wear a shit ton of make up, no panties and loves her heels!
Tonight she is just as sexy as ever!
Her goal is to get into the the red room where all the VIPs go. 
She is ready, once last glance in the rear view mirror to check her lip stick and she is out of the taxi. 
 
She walks up to the door, past the long line of waiting people up to the bouncer. She is confident and blows him a kiss as he lets her walk right in. 
She goes strait to the bar and orders her favorite drink. As she parts her red lips and lets the Cristal run down her throat she notices a man watching her from the other side of the room. 
That is her victim tonight. 
He is her ticket up to that red room where is willing to do anything. 
She starts to eye fuck him while sitting on the bar stool, she crosses and uncrosses her legs so he can see that she has no panties on. 
As she is fucking him with her eyes this slob of a little man walks up to her and starts hitting on her. 
 
He grabbed her thigh and said “Baby my dick may be small but I will lick you clean.”
She giggles as she takes another long drink from her Cristal then replies. ” Some days you just want some dick and today is one of those days that I’d rather have all dick than a tongue.”
As she was insulting him she never took her eyes off that man across the room. She watched him walk slowly over to her. He leaned in and kissed her with a kiss that made her pussy dripping wet. “Hey baby, Sorry it took me so long to find you.. You ready to go upstairs?”
With that she smiled, finished her drink and left the slob standing there dick in hand. 
 
As they walked up the stairs the man was grabbing and rubbing her ass. They made it to the door of the red room, where he stopped. 
“You know what goes on in here?”
She smiled for a reply
“Ok baby, lets see if you can handle this room..
 
Once inside she was pushed against the wall as the man started rubbing his hands up and down the inside of her thighs.. 
She smiled her wicked smile and asked him “Do you think you can keep up?”
 
 
Find out more next time.. 
xoxo 
Cody 

Pussy Licking Good!

Mmmmmmmm pussy licking good!  Today I shot a scene with the hottest blonde whore I have ever laid eyes on! She showed up for the shoot, stunning in her thong and nothing else. To my delight, I found out that her and I would be shooting three scenes with each other! I knew that meant lots of cunt licking and I couldn’t wait to see what her sweet pussy looked like.

I wasn’t disappointed. Her cunny was small and pink and super tight. I spread her legs and began licking before the cameras could even start rolling. I was going to show this hot bitch how good I am at licking pussy.  I focused on getting her wet and juicy first. I licked up and down her pretty cunt and down around her asshole. I teased her swelling clit with my fingernails and she was writing on the bed and grinding that sweet slit against my face.

I finally made my way to her clit. I could feel its heat in my mouth and I kissed and sucked and swirled it with my tongue until she was moaning with pleasure. I wanted to taste her cum so badly, and she was getting ready to blow. I quickly flicked her hard clit with my tongue and teased her endlessly until she was quivering all over. Her legs began to twitch and her juices suddenly squirted out onto my lips and my face as she cried out to the heavens.

She grabbed my head and buried my face between her legs as I continued to lick and suck her throbbing pussy while all the cameramen watched.  She continued to quiver as I climbed on top of her and got ready to take my turn in the pussy licking fest!

Books can’t teach you this Part 3

   Thick. That’s the only thing I could think about when Vince grabbed my head and forced himself into my waiting mouth. His cock was HUGE and think and every time he forced it to the back of my throat I felt my dripping pussy quiver. If his cock felt this good in my mouth and down my throat, I could only imagine how amazing it would feel buried deep inside my tight, dripping cunt. I glanced up at Vince and saw that while pleasure was obvious on his face, he seemed cool, calm and collected. 

   As if on cue, he looked me straight in he eye and started to mock me about how desperate I must be to have his thick, hard cock deep inside my dripping pussy. All i could do is nod and moan. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up. He ordered me to bend over the table at the end of the books shelves and wasted no time holding my head down against the table and holding my arms behind my back. The instant his cock thrust into me I was writhing. He was stretching me to my limits, and I could already feel an intense orgasm fast approaching. In moments it was over. I felt pleasure overtake me… my cunt squeezed around Vince’s cock and he burst inside me. It wasn’t until I came down from my high that I realized Vince had already taken his leave. I hope to see him again soon, the things he can teach me can’t be learned from books…

Books can’t teach you this Part 2

   Here I am. Backed up against a bookshelf in a public library with a mans hand working me into a stupor. He was smirking at me, just watching every little reaction on my face as his skilled fingers worked themselves into my dripping core. I tipped my head back and allowed the please to overtake me. The fact that this was happening in such a public place only heightened the intense pleasure I was feeling. Suddenly, Vince’s magic fingers were gone, leaving my dripping cunt feeling empty. He leaned down and hissed into my ear that if I wanted to cum, I would need to prove I was worthy of it.

   Vince gently yet firmly placed his hand on the top of my head and pushed me down until I was kneeling in front of him, my face directly in front of the bulge in his pants. He looked down at me with a pleased expression and told me that I should keep my hands behind my back if I wanted to feel that sweet, sweet release. He unzipped his pants and drew his massive cock out. He smirked and pressed the tip of it right to my lips and gave me a simple command. Suck. I needed to do a good job if I wanted to him to let me cum too…

His Maid..

My new job has it’s perks but it also has a down side. 

I thought I was alone when I was going through the Mrs, X’s drawers and trying on her clothes. 

Her husband came home and found me. He said he wouldn’t tell his wife as long as I did what he said. 

He had pictures of me. I was caught red handed, I’m a greedy girl so I didn’t want to lose this job. I made a lot of money.

He wanted me to start wearing a maids outfit to work. He said he would come home from work for lunch. He wanted his lunch ready every day at 12:30, and me to great him at the door in my naughty maids uniform. 

 

Today is the first day I have to do this. 

Its 12:25, Lunch is ready and I am waiting for him. 

I’m worried his wife will come home, but maybe she is into playing around herself.. No she is a bitch. 

No wonder why Mr, X is using me. He probably hasn’t gotten any in years.

When I hear a car pull up I run to the door. 

He has a very big grin when I open the door.

He leans in to kiss me on the cheek.

I lead him to his lunch, take off his jacket and pull out the chair for him.

He laughs and shakes his head. He pulls me around the chair and he starts showing me dirt on the counters.

While he is doing that he has his hands firmly planted on my voluptuous ass. 

He leans me down to get a closer look at the dirt, when he does He pushes my thong to the side and starts rubbing my pussy. 

 

With his other hand he pulls out a envelope and sets it on the counter.

I have changed your pay. If you can make me cum, you can keep this and get even more. 

A girl had to do what a girl has to do. Why not make a lot of money doing it??

 

The Captor becomes the Captive

I was sitting in my own pool of sweat while the sun beat down.  I was restrained with cords to a wooden chair, and there was no way to free myself.  My captor taunted me, explaining that I deserved exactly what I was getting.  He had never followed my directives and had often paid the consequences; because he continued to cum before allowed, I forbid him to cum for two weeks, once.  He apparently was still angry…even though he said that my approval made him cum the hardest in his life.

He went on with his objective: to tease me, to make me miserable, and to take away the chance of pleasure when it was moments away.  He used several vibrators, overwhelming me with sensations; he spanked me, humiliated me…things that he enjoyed himself (but, not necessarily me).  He finally spread my legs out as far as they would go and began masturbating.  This was his ultimate goal: to cum after torturing me…and without my permission.

Dry-mouthed and achy, I spat at him, “Richard, you won’t be able to cum.  You simply won’t.  Even though you’ve restrained my body, you have not restrained my power.  I am still in control!”  He yelled for me to shut-up and I could already hear him struggling, his erection dissipating.  He gagged my mouth; but, before he did, I told him that it would do no good.  He held his cock in front of me and shook it at my face; but, even he was noticing that it was getting limper by the moment.

He went behind me and I could sense that he was rethinking his plan.  He silently untied me and handed me some water.  I refreshed myself and then stood up.  “Start stroking your cock, gently,” I said.  In a calm voice, I continued to bring him waves of pleasure but not an orgasm.  When he was close to cumming, he confessed in sobs, “I don’t deserve to cum.  You’re right.”  Even though I had not said that I would deny him, he finally understood: I knew his body, his desires, and his needs better than he did.  He zipped up his pants and covered me in a blanket; then, he took me home and cleaned me, worshipping my body and my power over him.

Fucking Machine

Every so often, I’ll look at the classifieds.  My most recent focus was to find an entertainment system to replace the one that got distroyed during a party last weekend.  Well, I found the perfect one that I wanted; it matched and everything.  The only problem was that I needed a couple of extra hundred dollars.  I kept looking through the classifieds and was struck by one entry in particular: “Nice burbs couple looking for 1 healthy young girl for 1 hour. Pays $500.  Discretion req’d.”  I talked to the husband on the phone, and it seemed safe enough…plus, he sounded very friendly.

When I arrived, he and his wife were waiting behind the door.  They looked like any normal couple and were in their early 40s, I guessed.  They brought me into the living room and showed me a contraption…it was a huge machine, about five-feet long, with a dildo on the end of it!  I was shocked.  The man explained that he had bought the contraption for his wife, but she was afraid to use it.  And, that’s where I came in: he was going to experiment with the machine on me while the wife watched!  I blinked in shock; but, I was kind of getting excited! 

I sat on their nice, white sofa after de-robing; and, watched as the husband put a condom on the dildo…then lube.  I smiled at him, although I was a little self-conscious about being totally naked in front of strangers.  I tried to position my body so that the dildo was aimed at my crotch.  I crunched my toes into the couch and prepared myself; the machine did look a little scary, but I knew my pussy was getting wet after staring at it. 

He started it up; and it moved really gently inside of me.  Then, he asked if he could speed it up; I nodded.  It started ramming me until it was at full speed.  I was breathless because of the pounding!  I continued to squirt, my juices shooting over the coffee table.  And the wife, her arms previously crossed, was becoming enthralled.  I leaned my head back and came so many times that I felt like my body wasn’t my own!

My pussy, sore and throbbing, still wanted more; but, the husband stopped the machine.  I could tell the couple was ready to experiment on their own.  But, hey, I was paid a lot to be fucked…and, really well, too!