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Bratty Phone Sex With Master

Bratty Phone Sex With MasterI decided to be cheeky and have a little Bratty Phone Sex with my master. It was such Hot phonesex, he was very frustrated with what I did today! I kept telling him, “No!” and “Make me.” I was purposely being a big tease too. I walked around the house in just my red panties and a little crop top. Every time he kept trying to touch me, I said no, and moved away. But when he walked into my room, I saw how angry he was. I was so excited to see what he was going to do to me! He grabbed a paddle from the wall and walked over. “Get your ass over my lap.” When i tried to move away and hide he grabbed my waist and pulled me over him. He was ruthless when he started hitting my ass with the paddle. God, I was so wet with every hit. I kept protesting and trying to squirm away, but he kept me in place. He made me count how many hits until my ass was all bruised and my pussy juices were all over his jeans. Then he flipped me onto my back on the bed and handcuffed me there. Master took out his big cock and shoved it inside! I was already moaning, and it was so much harder to keep up my bratty act. “This’ll show you a lesson, slut.” He roughly pounded into my cunt, and I couldn’t get away. No matter how much I tried to get away, the handcuffs kept me in place, and so did his hands that went up and squeezed my tits and slapped my face.
“Master, no!” I protested, but all he did was slap me again for back talking. I felt so close to cumming, and I knew it was going to be a harsh orgasm. I squirted all over master, and he scolded me for making a mess. “I’m nowhere near finished, damned whore came so soon.” He continued to pound into my sensitive cunt, no matter how much I apologized and begged for him to stop. When he came, he did so deep inside me, I could feel it all gush in and slowly drip out as he pulled out. My pussy was pulsing in joy.

College Coed Sex

College Coed Sex

College coed sex is taboo to many, but I love it. I am such a slutty whore for my professor. One day during class I made sure to unbutton my shirt and pull up my skirt so he could almost see my panties. I spent the entire class period teasing him. Slowly bending down to grab my pencil, going up to his desk to ask a question but really, I was just pushing my tits all over him, ext. So in between classes I snuck in his classroom and hid under his desk. when he sat down and began talking to the class, I started to tease him even more. The first thing I did was started sucking on his balls. my favorite thing to do his suck and lick all over them. Boy was my professor surprised. But he barely could take it he grabbed all my hair and started shoving my mouth down his cock. His gigantic dick took up my entire throat. I could feel it pulsating and throbbing. I pulled back slightly and started twisting and turning my tongue. I wanted to remember every inch of his tasty shaft. I am pretty sure the entire class knew what was happening because as I was going faster and faster, he stood up and started skull fucking my face. his balls kept hitting me making this amazing slapping sound and you could hear from a mile away how wet his cock was. I swear every few seconds I would gag because he just kept shoving and shoving it deeper and deeper. And oh my god my naughty professor has a dirty little mouth. He kept saying the craziest things. “You fucking like that you dirty fucking whore, huh? You love the taste of my cock ramming down your throat. Yeah, you fucking do, take it whore take it.” Then he started moaning so loud and the biggest fucking load of cum exploded in my mouth and my cheeks swelled up. I had tears in my eyes streaming down my face from gagging so much.

Serious About Sissy Training?

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Sissy training isn’t just indulging your sissy fantasies. Why? Because fantasies are fleeting. Over the moment your clitty squirts. I’m looking for serious and devoted sissy sluts. The ones searching for a mistress to stick close with them and guide them through the sea of unknown frills and thrills. 

Sissy training with me is easy when you’re a good girl, but punishing when you’re a bad girl. I’m happy to spin many sissy fantasies with sissy phone sex anytime. However, when you come to me with hopes of sissy training, I’m going to take you seriously. It starts with small changes and grows and blossoms into frequently used routines. Soon you’ll forget you were ever born with a cock, because all you will ever know is your clit and fuckhole. 

Desires for the finer things will grow, a wardrobe filled with colors and soft fabrics. Heels and stockings will begin to become part of your everyday wardrobe, and not just in secret at night. Dildos and other toys are stashed away in your nightstand for when the urge arises. As it often will once I’m done making a true slut out of you. Your faggot pussy will be throbbing so much after the abuse that it will suffer but you will be so grateful. Finally, someone will recognize the real filthy whore that you are!

Hot Phonesex is for Real Men Only: No Tiny Dick Losers, Please

hot phonesexI only know how to give hot phonesex. I am a sexy switch. If you have a big cock, I am your willing slut who does whatever you want. If you are a shrimp dick loser, well the best you can hope for is small dick humiliation. I had this loser at the club try to force his 3-inch nub in my mouth. Not only did he get laughed at, but he got himself escorted from the club and permanently banned. I do not touch cocks I do not want to touch. That loser did not take it well. He keyed “Whore” in my car. Well, I knew what I had to do. I love revenge. I got his info off a credit card receipt. Then I looked up his address and phone number. He was not unlisted thankfully. I showed up at his house. I was not alone though. I had a hung black lover with me. A black lover who loves cuckolding phone sex accomplice play. Now the pin dick loser did not know I had company when he let me in his house. I left the door open a bit though so my lover could get in the house. I played nice with the loser so he would think I wanted his sad nub. Delusional boy. No woman wants what is between his legs. My lover came in as this loser whipped out his clit stick. He bitch slapped the loser and told him he owed me an apology.  When he got indignant, my lover pulled out his monster cock and bitch slapped him with that instead. I let the loser watch as my hung lover showed him what my wet bald pussy really craves. I love cuckolding and shaming little dicks. Why should I be a slave anyway to some man who does not have a cock? Well, that loser will be licking his wounds for awhile now. But he did have an eye opening experience and maybe he will think again before he tries to force his nub on a hot woman.

The Cheating Phone Sex Girl

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My delicious body is meant to tempt you, in fact, I very much believe it’s what I was put on this Earth to do. Tempt men away from their boring, normal lives and wives! Truthfully is cheating phone sex really cheating? It’s only words, delicious sensual and downright naughty words of course. Then again it is another woman you’re lusting for, ME! Then of course the number of times you cum for me. Would try to count but since you’ll be under my spell forever it’s going to be an ever-climbing number.

It will be an event that happens over and over again. As you become addicted to our nightly rendezvous on the phone. Going as far as sneaking a quicky in the bathroom as that housewife of yours is busy with her little tasks, or slumbering sweetly in bed. Completely unaware that some phone hoe is milking you of your sinful seed. 

Mmm, I do love the delicious dripping of your cock as your adoration for me drips out with every stroke, tug, and rub along your shaft. Words of sinful honey pouring into your ears from my lips are all the things your cock really wants to hear. Edging more and more, thinking about how your cock twitched just thinking about me all day. Certainly sounds like temptation at its finest, guess that is why they call me the cheating phone sex girl.

Drugs Phone Sex Mommy Blair Loves All the Young Dicks

drugs phone sexI am known as a drugs phone sex mommy. What can I say? I like to party. I am a good party girl. My mom got me hooked on coke when I was a schoolgirl. I have a problem with coke. She just uses coke to enhance her recreational activities. I use coke to function daily. It helps me get in the right frame of mind to be a dirty whore. I like being a dirty whore.  I want to be a dirty whore. My sons enjoy the fact that I am a dirty mommy whore. It makes them popular in school because I have a reputation as a milf tramp. Plus, I am hot. I am the mommy all my sons’ friends want to bang. Therefore, I let my boys have parties whenever they want. I am never against some bonus boys in the house. Last night, it was not a party, but the boys invited two friends to spend the night. This mommy phone sex whore could not wait. I dressed like a trailer trash skank in front of the bonus boys. Their eyes popped out of their heads, and they popped chubbies in their pants. I am no cock tease though. I work them up and I take care of them. I pulled their cocks out of their pants, did a line of coke off my hand and helped myself to those stiff boy dicks. They were in heaven feeling my expert mouth on their stiffies. Likely, I was their first everything. First blow job. First pussy. First tag team. First anal. I love when I can be a boy’s first sexual experience. I mean boys need a sexy milf to show them the ropes. Behind every good male lover is a milf phone sex slut like me who taught them the ropes. My sons have become great wingmen for mommy.

BBW Phone Sex Bisexual Babe Glenda

bbw phone sexI am a bisexual bbw phone sex babe. I do love my cock. I have a big pool of married men with neglected cocks that I can call on anytime to fuck me. Now, because they are married, I cannot always just call one up and have him come over. That is why I have so many in my phone. But I like pussy too. When I was a schoolgirl, I would play doctor with other schoolgirls. We were young and sexually curious. We would look at each other’s girl parts. Maybe watch each other pee and even lick and rub our pussies. We did not know what we were doing yet but playing with each other’s young bald pussy felt good. I suspect most girls explored this way. Now, I know what I am doing between a woman’s legs, and she knows what she is doing between mine. I love eating pussy and I love being eaten. I have a few women in my phone too that I can call when super horny. I also pick up women frequently at clubs, especially when no suitable men around to take home. When I am horny, I am not very patient, and I need cock or pussy. A few weeks ago, I brought home a hot curvy gal. We have hooked up a few times. She is a cool chick. Turns out this hot chick is married and married to one of my lovers. I did not know if she was playing me or if it is just a weird coincidence, but I am leaning towards the later. She is fucking hot as fuck, and she can give me a hot squirting pussy. So can her husband. I have no plans to give up either. Ideally, I would like to have a threesome with them, but I need to see how things go. I want to see how this will play out. I am not willing yet to jeopardize either relationship with my knowledge, so I will just keep being the other woman for this couple.

Hardcore Phone Sex is rough and loud!

He slapped my ass, claimed my lips, held me aloft, and rutted into his Hardcore Phone Sex partner of the night with potency and pace that I knew was going to wake my shitty neighbors. Somehow, I didn’t care even a little. I was too busy getting a reaming and filling my sopping cunt with a fat dick. Tonight was my time, and they could come over here and suck his dick to give my pussy a small break if they really wanted to use their lips productively. I’d need it soon, he wasn’t one to quit and I was already getting sore. Some men don’t know how to pace themselves, and I felt like maybe I was the one who’d forgotten how to work a decent rhythm with how hard I was breathing from his rapid fucking. He hadn’t even cum yet but I was losing it, lost in the wonderful moment of a great screwing a wet whore like me revels in. My thick ass bounced, jiggled, and flowed over and around his hands, a powerful rhythmic display of my truly thick superiority over lesser whores. He used that as evidence that I could handle it as he grunted, hammering inside me faster and faster with tremendous enthusiasm. I wasn’t sure I really could survive this Cum Slut Phone Sex adventure if his massive white cock didn’t at least slow down soon. That is until I felt it, a twitch, a clamp, and a flowing set of folds so drenched they were about to squirt. I was cumming, my pussy became a rapidly shifting wonderland rolling over his cock at the end of each buck, and his balls slapped against me in response, swelling and warning me of what was about to happen. I let out a powerful moan just as he finally, mercifully shot lava-like bliss into me and filled me to the brim with a money shot to put money shots to shame. I lost it at his challenge, unsure what to do but slam down again, and again, and again, fucking his Creampie Phone Sex outpour out of me and splashing my thighs with the overflow. 

I wasn’t sure if I needed his dick, or just couldn’t bear to let go of something so fun and carnal.

Travel Sex

Adult Phone Chat

This is where you come and have fun! I have been traveling for a few weeks when I ran into a band needy for me. All of their domination and vicious. I ran into the lead sing right outside of my travel bus. H has always had a thing for fucked up girls. He grabbed the back of my head and backed me up against the bus before his hands became lost in my little black parties. I was so wet for him as his cock twitched in excitement! He pushed me the bus and felt how wet my pussy was for him. Then, that cock trammed inside of me! My screams could be heard across the parking lot as I maoned and squirteeed for him!

Shemale Phone Sex and Sexy Foot Jobs

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Shemale phone sex is what so many men are looking for, but most men do not even know they are looking for it yet. This is how I was dressed yesterday when I had to run errands. I went shopping and stopped into my salon to get my toes and nails done.  I love to be pampered. I look good, but it does take work to look this feminine. I picked up a stalker at the mall. He followed me to the nail salon, but he did not go in. He did fake talk on his phone outside the salon though watching my feet get done by a hot blonde. My guess was he was a foot fetish guy. I cater to a lot of fetishes. I guess you can call me a fetish phone sex queen.  I am a fetish for most guys, but I do not think my cute creeper had any clue that I was a sexy shemale. He saw a sexy woman with pretty feet, and he followed her around the mall like a lost puppy. When I came out of the salon, he picked back up on my trail. I let him think he was being coy. Not much gets by me.

I went to Starbucks of a fix, and he was in line behind me. I turned around and whispered in his ear, “Would you like to cum on my feet?” I give a mean foot job. He was a bit perplexed, but I had his attention in more than one way. I brought him home. He was cute. He tried to pay me, but this was pro bono work. I just liked him. He was likely mid-twenties and extremely shy. Just a cute boy with a foot fetish. I kept my hard cock at bay inside my cute pink panties and catered to his foot fetish phone sex fantasies.  I can cater to any fetish. I am a sexy and dominant shemale.