It was late and very random. I haven’t heard from my ex in years. I get a call from a blacked number so I don’t answer. then I get another call from a blocked number again. Still I’m not answering. So then I get call from a friend and the conversation starts and right when we in the thick of thing we start talking about our exes. Lord only knows why I was addicted to him could never get him out my system. He had it all and I was sprung. She played it real slick put me on hold. Then the next voice I heard was my ex. for two seconds I died really. Hearing him say my name got me so wet. I couldn’t let him know he still had me weak in the knees. Soon after we made plans to hook up. We knew what we want . I craved the feeling of him kissing me touching me making love to me. He aimed to please and yes his ten inch dick was everything and more. he grabbed my full double dd’s and was just letting my body melt in his mouth. he licked me up and down. In between my legs my neck my toes sucked on my fingers before I could fully climax. He said he had to go wanting him even more.
Category: GFE Phone Sex
Adult Phone Chat Girlfriend
Adult phone chat sluts have more fun. I think when you are in this line of business or the adult industry in general, you have less inhibitions. You can’t have taboos or any sort of hang ups and be in this business. Men want freaks. Men crave whores. I bet you married a Madonna type. She looks good on paper. She makes a most excellent mother. Your friends love her as does your family and co workers. But, as the song goes, would she go down on you in the theater? I am a popular blonde bimbo not simply because of my looks. Guys want me as their phone sex girlfriend because I am the polar opposite of who they married. I look good on your arm too, but one look at me and folks know I am a whore. Platinum blonde hair, big fake boobs, Botox and Collagen in my face and gaudy dress doesn’t scream respectable wife. It screams whore. I do the things respectable women refuse to do. I take cum baths. I do gang bangs. I am an anal sex whore. I let men tie me up for some BDSM fun. I take facials. I part. I fuck in public places. When you get tired of your boring, vanilla woman, call someone who never says no.
Romantic Phone Sex for Dinner
I’d made dinner, and had just finished wiping the table. I’d been thinking about him the entire time, and my pussy was wet as fuck. I’d planned a surprise for him – I was going to treat him to a dinner with me in nothing but my panties. I was going to serve him, maybe even hand-feed him, while promising that dessert was going to be much more fun. But, in the process of waiting for him to get home, and even preparing for him to be home, I’d worked myself up. I didn’t think it would hurt anything to give myself a little foreplay, make sure I was nice and sloppy wet for him when he started playing with me.
I sat in the chair I would sit in for dinner, pulled my panties aside, and started stroking myself. I ran my fingers over my clit, teasing myself. I felt how wet I was when my fingers barely slid over the opening to my cunt. Finally, I slipped a finger inside, and gasped, I was that ready for a good fuck. That was when I opened my eyes and saw him standing there, watching me. The moment our eyes met, he was stripping, and he practically flew to my chair. He lifted me up out of it spun us around, and sat in it, sliding me down onto his lap. His fingers started feeling all over and inside of me, teasing, testing, while our mouths did their own tango. When he slid that big dick inside of me, filled me up with it, and stretched me out all over again, I groaned into his mouth, and gripped his back harder. He squeezed me as he started bouncing us. In and out, over and over, I felt him filling me and rubbing my g-spot. I was getting so close. Finally, I exploded all around him, dribbling down his balls, my thighs, and all over my chair, and he blew his load directly after. We were a freaking mess, and would need a bath before dinner, now.
Tranny Phone Sex
Tranny phone sex is a special encounter, especially with a sexy little switch like me. Although shemales are more common in today’s society, not all trannies are created equally. I know you know that to be true. Likely, you hired a sexy special escort off of the back pages, shocked to find she looked nothing like her pictures. In fact, she looked manly and you wondered if she might be just a transvestite. When you see me and the other lovely shemales that work with me, you wonder why you can’t find a woman like me in your city. Sexy shemales are in large metropolitan areas. The passable shemales, we hang out in cosmopolitan bars; gay night clubs, even modern discotheques. Sometimes, upscale hotel bars. We look for upscale men. Men who know how to treat a lady special, even a special lady. We look for gentleman with nice wallets too. We don’t usually care about your marital status either. We don’t plan to marry you. We just want to be romanced, spoiled and fucked. Not necessarily in that order either. I hear from my callers all the time, “Tell me how do I meet a girl like you?” If you live in rural Kentucky, you likely will not meet a girl like me. Get your ass to a big city. Check out tranny dating sites. Look for bisexual nightclubs in the big cities. Don’t worry though. Until you can find the real deal, I can be your sexy shemale phone sex girlfriend.
Sexy Tranny
I’m brand new at this tranny phone sex game but I’m no innocent. I know how to make a man weak in the knees and hard in the cock. I remember the first time I wore a pair of panties. I knew it was right for me. In my heart, I knew I was a girl. A neighbor figured me out and took my butt cherry. The first time he came in my ass, I loved it. I sucked him off every chance I got.
Then somehow my stepdad caught us. I waited in my room for my beating but it never came. Instead good old daddy showed up with an armload of my mom’s clothes, lingerie, and panties. He called me a faggot and said that if I was going to be a girl, I’d better dress like one. I didn’t know that he had a weakness for tranny pussy. Later that night he came to my room. He expected compensation from his new daughter. He shoved his smelly little dick right in my face and ordered me to suck it. Daddy was grunting like a pig when shot his cum into my mouth. It turned into a habit. He got bolder and started coming into my room in the middle of the night. He’d pin me to the bed and take my boy-pussy by force. One night Mom walked in on us just as he blew his cum into my ass.
The bitch kicked me out on the street for stealing her man. I had to do bad things to get by. Blowing men in parking lots for a few bucks. Dressing up sexy and going to the casino, hoping to get some cock for pay. I got beat up a few times before I got smart. This faggot needed some big money. I decided to find me a sugar daddy. I’m tired of dirty motels. I want to be a high class tranny.
So I’m strutting my shit hard. Are you looking for a sugar tranny like me? I can be your little bitch boy or you can pimp me out. It doesnt matter as long as you hand over the green. I’ll do anything, and I do mean anything, to get my allowance.
Be my sexy panty boy?
So if you came over to my house and you were there alone, and you knew you would be alone for a while. Would you look in my pantie drawer and see what I have? What kind of panties would you most likely go for? I love a man who can feel sexy in a variety of ways. Not just from doing manly things but doing things that are right and feel good for him. I don’t care what society says about it. If it doesn’t affect a life directly, why would someone care if you wear panties or enjoy stockings?
I would love you to sit at the edge of the bed, calmly and quietly waiting for me. Naked, I stroll over to you with a pair of lace panties hanging from my finger. I push you back to lie on the bed and I place the panties over your cock. The head is still visible, so I lean over you and slather my tongue all over it, flicking under the head just a little bit. Your cock bounces from the sensation and the panties slide off and onto the floor. I stand and go sit on a chair and tell you to get up, bend over in front of me, I want to see your ass and your cock dangling from behind while you pick up my delicate lacy panties. Step into them please and slide those panties from off the floor, all the way up your legs and finally over your ass and feel them grab and hold your balls and cock nice and snug. This is your outfit for the rest of the day. Next time we meet, have your panties on and ready. I’m going to show you what I do to sexy panty boys.
GFE Phone Sex Slut or Submissive Whore?
GFE phone sex girls enjoy being spoiled. I have a variety of sugar daddies. All spoil me with their cocks, some of course are bigger than the rest. Others spoil me with attention. Then others spoil me with presents. I’m easy. I am not a high maintenance phone girlfriend. Some GFE’s demand gift cards, tributes and some resort to black mail. Not me. I am a submissive by birth. Any attention you give me is welcome because I never got much affection from Daddy when I was young. I just got violated repeatedly by him and his friends until I ran away. I have a love hate relationship with being submissive. On one hand, it is all I know. On the other hand, my GFE guys treat me like a princess, which makes me want a much different life than I know I deserve. My phone sex boyfriends treat me better than my real life boyfriends. In fact, I don’t have real boyfriends. I have masters. Masters who don’t like you guys treating me so well. My phone life crossed over into my real life recently. I got an attitude with one of my masters and he said I was taking being a phone GFE too literally. He reminded me that I am just a stupid cunt here for men to use. He then threatened to make me quit my phone job if it happened again. I love this job. I need this job, so I guess I need some of you non GFE guys to step up and get rough with me. Put me in my place, so I don’t forget that I am not really a princess. I am just a stupid submissive whore. Just because I look a certain way, doesn’t mean I deserve to be treated like a goddess. But damn, if I don’t love being treated like a queen.
Sensual Domination Phone Sex
Now, I’m no hairstylist, but if you give me clippers with guards, I can make it nice and neat. That’s exactly what he wanted. So, I clipped his hair nice and short around the sides, and a bit longer on top. I ran my hands over it repeatedly, trying to be sure I hadn’t missed anything. The more I rubbed his head, the more tense he became, and I was so focused that I couldn’t figure out what was wrong. Just about the time I went to ask, though, his hand reached up and snatched mine off his head. He swung me around and planted me firmly on his lap, which is when I realized what was wrong. My massaging his head in my search for stray hairs had his cock so hard, it was throbbing and pulsing, even through the fabric. I reached behind myself, between our bodies, and undid his pants. I slid his thick, hard dick over my cunt through the pretty little panties I had on, massaging my clit and wet gash with it. He pulled my panties aside, and I was suddenly rubbing it over my bare flesh, my wet, hungry cunt grasping for that massive shaft every time it got close. When he finally had enough, and thrust up inside of me, I was so ready. My pussy sucked and grasped at his huge cock until we both came hard.
Shemale Phone Sex Surprise
Look at me. Can you tell just by looking that I’m a shemale phone sex porn star? This petite and tight little body. My perky tits. The luscious cock sucking lips. You ask me for a date and I can’t help but get excited. Soon you will find out the truth. Are you man enough to handle it when you slide your hand along a lean, tanned thigh…. touching the V of my satin and lace panties. What happens when you touch a throbbing cock instead of the juicy pussy that you were anticipating? Will you look at me in horror? Or will your own cock swell, knowing that deep down that this is what you were really craving? I’m the total package. Sexy woman and fat fuckstick combined, all ready to serve you. Face it. You’ve been craving cum for a long time. Why not let me show you how good shemale sex can be?
Cum Slut Phone Sex with The King
Big Daddy King puts the cum in cum slut phone sex. My King has a huge cock. Bigger than any cock on the planet. It is not a cock. It is an anaconda. Long, thick and black. He has the kind of snake you want on your plane! I love being his sugar baby. He spoils me like a princess. Not just with his huge ass snake either. Big Daddy King is loaded with money and cum. When he arrived home to see me after a long overseas trip he had a very special surprise for me too. The keys to my very own Ferrari. I felt like Malibu Barbie. My beloved King had a marvelous idea too. He wanted to have a photo shoot with my new hot car. You know I was so into that! That was a chance for me to show off how much my King spoils his princess. It was a chance for me to rub the fact that all the losers trying to get into my panties can’t compare to Big Daddy King. He spoils his women in and out of the bedroom. I wore custom made booty shorts that said BDK in diamonds across my phat ass. I was washing my new car, shaking my fine booty and making the haters so jelly. I soap up very nicely. As much as I was distracted with my new car, I couldn’t stop thinking about Big Daddy King and the anaconda. I wanted him to fuck his blonde bimbo on the hood of the car. I wanted to be one of those 80s video vixens writhing around on the hood of a car begging to get fucked. No hair band rocker could ever compare to my King, however. I begged for the anaconda. My King can’t deny his queen either. I sat on the hood of my cherry new car sucking the best cock in the world. When I got the jet blast to my face, I made sure to pose for Instagram for all those jealous boys who wish they could cum an ounce of what Big Daddy King cums. Biggest cum shot in the world.


















