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Hot Ass Sex in The Morning with My Sons Gets Messy

hot ass sexMost mornings mommy feels the need for hot ass sex. I’m an anal whore and I know it. In fact, everybody in my house knows it too, especially my boys. I woke up earlier this morning than normal. Of course I went to bed earlier. I didn’t stay up partying until the sun came up for once. So that meant I woke up before my sons. I started making their lunches and getting horny.

So, I greeted them in the kitchen, naked with my ass spread. My boys know what that means. Although they love to fuck mommy ‘s ass, they enjoy giving mommy a good rim job too. My horny boys licked my ass and fingered my wet bald pussy before they needed to fuck me. When I first trained my boys to fuck mommy’s ass, they could fit two cocks in my ass at a time. However, once they became older teenagers, their cocks feel a lot bigger.

And now I prefer to take them one at a time in my ass. But they appeared way too horny to wait. I worked them up, spreading my ass for them. So, they rammed both dicks in my asshole at the same time as I bent over the kitchen island. They used cooking oil as lubrication because it was just nearby. I’ve used all sorts of interesting things for lube. My boys used almost the entire bottle, so my feet kept slipping on the floor. For a moment, I thought about those old fashion slip, and slide games from my youth.

Mommy Loves Hardcore Anal Sex First Thing in the Morning

Perhaps in a way, I did enjoy that slip and slide ride. Because my sons; cocks slipped in and out of my ass as they pounded the fuck out of it. My feet kept slipping, but I grabbed a hold of the kitchen island as hard as I could. My boys thought this might be some sort of game mommy designed, but I told them they created this game when they poured the entire bottle of coconut oil down my ass crack. We all laughed.

They gave me one hell of a slippery hardcore ass fucking this morning. And mommy loved it. most days I wake up and I feel horny as fuck. Luckily, my teenage boys wake up, feeling the same way as mommy. Although things got messy and a bit challenging this morning, it will be a memorable ass fucking. Mommy never mind minds messy fucking.

Submissive Phone Sex Mommy Blair is a Pain Slut

submissive phone sexI enjoy submissive phone sex. Not that I was raised to be submissive or anything. I just like doing it. My mom raised me to take care of my brother with her, but it wasn’t any sort of hardcore domination. More sensual than anything. But once I became a party whore, I became more submissive. Mostly because I seemed too whacked out of my brain to put up much of a fight. But it turned out I didn’t mind being used. I love being used now.

Sometimes my sons and their friends will fuck me roughly. But they never fuck me quite as hard as I want and deserve. However, that’s OK because plenty of men will treat me like the fucking whore I am. And that happened last night while trying to score drugs.

Marcus went out of town. So, he could not supply me with a big bag of cocaine for the weekend. And that forced me to visit a less reputable drug dealer. Usually, this guy enjoys giving me a hardcore ass fucking along with a bunch of brutal spankings. And he films it. But I never fear that my husband will see it because he doesn’t even know how to access the dark net and that’s where all these videos go.

I stripped naked, let him tie me up and put me in the position he wanted. He fucked my ass like a wheelbarrow. Pulled my legs behind him and shoved his dick deep in my ass while my hands were bound to the rafters. He put a ball gag in my mouth so I wouldn’t scream too loudly. Clearly, he does not know how much action my ass sees. He would need a cock bigger than 12-inches to make me scream.

Mommy is a Pain Slut and a Druggy Whore

Well, good thing he put a ball gag in me because I did scream. However, I did not scream from his cock in my ass. Although I would consider him big, he did not have a foot-long cock. Closer to 10 inches, best guess. But I did scream from the way he spanked me. He whipped the flesh from my ass, leaving huge bloody welt marks. Ouch. Then he tossed some rubbing alcohol on my ass saying he heard a rumor that I was a pain slut phone sex bitch.

I don’t mind some pain. However, I do not like it when men draw blood from my flesh or prolapse my ass. And this guy did both. He really made me work for my cocaine. And he did not give me as much as Marcus gives me. So, I endured more pain for less cocaine. Sounds right. I get desperate and I never do the math. I just focus on the cocaine and take my beating.

When I came home, I told my sons mom could only fuck doggy style because it hurt too much to sit on my ass. And they immediately got curious. So, I showed them my ass and they fucked me anyway. Although they don’t treat mommy as rough as I would like, they certainly seem to benefit from other men treating me as roughly as they like.

2 Girl Phone Sex, one with a slit and one with a dick

I love 2 Girl Phone Sex with a chick with a nice hard cock. My girl Zetta is a beauty queen and a wild slut. She took me out one night, and I thought we were gonna go to a couple of clubs, but it was so much more than that.

She is so sexy when she dances!

But when she pulls out her cock I am on m2 Girl Phone Sexy knees. It didn’t take long for us to attract a crowd of guys.

They all wanted a piece of us. And we didn’t hold back. Right there in the back of the club, we got naked and put on a show.

There were like ten guys surrounding us, jerking their dicks off. Zetta put it in my ass and gave me a hardcore ass pounding of my dreams. The guys really loved that.Tranny Phone Sex

Zetta took me from behind and made my pussy squirt so much! I could feel their eyes on us.

I know these guys wanted in, and mostly because they really wanted to taste her cock

That’s when the real magic happens, when I share her cock with a bunch of horny dudes.

 

These guys knew how to worship a Phone sex fetish Goddess like her. Lucky me, I got to get their cum shots, all over my face!

But we didn’t stop after one group. They just kept coming and cumming, and she didn’t stop fucking! I had so much cum on my face, I couldn’t see, but I knew all those cocks exploded because of Zetta’s hot girl cock!Phone sex fetish

Hardcore Ass Fucking is the Discipline I Need!

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In our cramped apartment, with its faded walls and tiny couch, I was lounging when Daddy burst through the door, belt in hand. “Strip and bend over, slut. Maintenance,” he snarled.

I felt so worthless, just a needy hole craving his control—cunts like me need men like Daddy to remind us of our place. Trembling, I stripped fast, draping naked over the couch arm, ass up, pussy and asshole exposed. Humiliation scorched my face. “Daddy, please… it hurt last time,” I whimpered.

“Shut up.” His fingers rammed into my dry pussy, knuckles deep, scraping raw. I yelped, thighs quaking. I felt so humiliated, so useless for not being wet for him. “Tight whore. Forgot who owns this cunt?” He twisted, pain exploding, tears flowing. I loved him for this ownership, because without it, I’d be nothing.

“Beg for it.”

“Ahh! Please, Daddy, check me… I’m yours!” I spread wider, ass clenching in shame.

He yanked free, belt cracking fire across my cheeks. “One! Thank you, Daddy!” *Crack!* Welts swelled, skin splitting. I sobbed, grinding back. I felt so degraded, yet adored him—men must punish us to keep us right. “Two! More… I need it!”

Lashes bruised me bloody. “Good girl.”

Belt tossed, he gripped my hips, shoving his thick cock dry into my asshole. It tore, burning deep. I screamed, cramping. “Ow! Rips! Thank you… harder!” He pounded mercilessly, balls slapping raw skin. “Cry louder, bitch.”

Wailing, I pushed back, feeling subhuman but loving the domination of his hardcore ass fucking. “Fill me, Daddy!”

He roared, cum flooding my guts. Yanking out, his filthy cock dangled. “Clean it.”

Sobbing, I sucked the raunchy mess, gagging but eager. “Tastes good… thank you for disciplining me.” I felt so low, yet complete in my love.

Hot squirting pussy is when I turned to a double dick slut

Hot squirting pussy My Hot squirting pussy needs to be turned into a double-dicked cum dumpster. So I got a couple of guys to meet me for some nasty fun. And they both have such big cocks!

Thick and hefty cocks can do anything to me!

First, they need to spit-roast me so I can taste that yummy pre cum. They take turns so they both can face fuck me. They even forced both of their cocks in my mouth. I swear I thought my lips would be ripped open by that face fucking.

Once I got warmed up, those throbbing shafts of these two beasts plunged into my weeping pussy, stretching me to the limit and reducing me to a quivering mess. Each brutal thrust sent shards of pleasure-pain ripping through my core!

As they hammered away, I felt my cervix banging against the base of their meaty poles. The friction was so intense it bordered on agony. And yet, I kept screaming harder!

These two studs were my gods, and I worshipped at their altar, a willing sacrifice to their cocks. I could feel their balls slapping against my ass, their thrusts growing erratic and powerful.

With a final, brutal plunge, they exploded inside me, painting my insides with their hot, sticky cum. I collapsed in a sweaty heap, my pussy a dripping mess, utterly spent and satisfied. Being a double-dicked whore is a never-ending quest for the nastiest, most Hardcore Phone Sex fucking I could get my hands on.

 

 

Strap-on Phone Sex Dana Finally Gets To Shove It Up His Ass

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Listen to me, Billy, because I’m only going to say this once before I make you regret every second of your pathetic hesitation. Strap-on Phone Sex is the only reason I’m even giving you the time of day, and frankly, I’m bored of watching you squirm without my direct intervention. 

You’ve been begging for this for weeks, whimpering like a lost dog, and now that I’ve finally buckled the leather tight against my hips, you look like you’re about to faint. Good. I want you terrified, because today, you aren’t the man you pretend to be in the real world; today, you are just my favorite little bitch, and I am going to use you until you’re completely broken.

I’ve always been the one in control, the one who can make a man’s pulse skyrocket just by narrowing my eyes, and you are no exception. It’s so potent to see the way your eyes fixate on the weight of the silicone I’m wearing just for your benefit. You want to feel what it’s like to be truly dominated, to have your dignity stripped away while I shove this toy deep into your shivering body.

 Don’t you dare look away from me while I prep you for the invasion. I want you to feel every inch of my aggression as I command you to present yourself to me, ready to take exactly what I’ve decided you’re going to receive. The clicking of the harness is the only sound in the room, and it’s a sound that should haunt your dreams, Billy. 

You’re so hooked on the idea of being my submissive plaything that you’ve forgotten how to breathe. I’m going to push you onto your face and remind you that your only purpose is to satisfy my need for total authority. As I slide the dildo into your tight, unprepared ass, I want to hear you sob. I want to hear that high-pitched whine that lets me know you’ve finally accepted your role as my bitch. 

There is no gentleness here, only the raw, hard reality of my power over your flesh. You’re going to stay right there, pinned under my shadow, while I work you over until you can’t remember your own name. I love the way you gasp when I hit that spot, the way your body betrays your attempt at being “strong.” 

You aren’t strong; you are mine, and I am going to keep shoving it home until you are sodden with sweat and shame. This isn’t a fucking game “BILLY”. This is a lesson in who holds the leash. Now, stay still and take it like the good little slut you are, or I’ll make sure you can’t sit down for a week.

CBT Phone Sex is What Some Worthless Dicks Deserve

cbt phone sexAlthough I might be known for enjoying big black cocks, I also enjoy CBT phone sex. I know how to torture worthless dicks and balls. Some men come to me for cuckolding or small dick humiliation. Yet others come to me to abuse their worthless white dicks. If you’re a pain slut with a tiny dick, you are in the right place. Because I enjoy letting you know through your balls and your cock what I truly think of you.

Larry and I go back to our college days. One of the many white boys I attempted to date straight out of high school. But like the rest, I discovered Larry ‘s little white dick looked pathetically average. Although I married a man with an even smaller dick, I wouldn’t fuck Larry if he turned out to be the last man on earth. Larry and I stayed in touch after college and then when I secured some social media accounts, we started following each other.

Some Cocks Deserve Pain Not Pleasure

Larry married a woman out of his league. However, unlike me, she will not cheat on her husband. She will not give him small cock humiliation phone sex. And now thanks to Internet porn, Larry realizes his dick cannot satisfy any woman. Larry came to Chicago this weekend on business. And he wanted me to meet him in his hotel. I didn’t know what to expect. But I didn’t expect him to want me to explore cock and ball torture sex with him.

But he had all the equipment. Sounding devices, Ben Gay, clamps, castration bands, and lots of tiny little sharp objects that I could cram down his pee hole. He told me to channel all my rage into his worthless nut sack. One problem with that. I don’t hold onto anger. I let it go daily. But I could still do a number on his worthless balls and dick. After the castration band stayed on for about 30 minutes, I started punching his balls like I was Muhammad Ali. I could see him grimacing in pain. But we had only just begun.

Small Dicks Sometimes Get CBT and Small Dick Humiliation

I crammed my long red fingernail down his pee hole first. However, I dipped it in some Ben Gay first and then twisted my pinky nail into his flesh. Although nobody will call me a sadistic bitch or a mean girl, I can deliver cock ball torture. I shamed him for his worthless dick and balls the entire time I jammed my finger into his fucking urethra. When I saw tears welling up in his eyes, I knew I caused him pain. And I reminded him he wanted this. No backing out now.

For hours, I squeezed and punched his balls and shoved a variety of things down his pee hole. I even jacked him off, using the Ben Gay to ruin his orgasm. And I may have shoved a few things up his worthless asshole too. Although it might not be in my nature to physically abuse your worthless balls, I will do it when asked. I find it rather therapeutic. Although I let my anger go daily, I do seem to get easily frustrated. And a white man’s worthless balls become my stress balls that I can squeeze, punch and twist anytime I want.

So, tell me something loser. Do you consider yourself a pain slut phone sex bitch boy? If you do, you can ask for cock and ball torture. But just be prepared for extreme pain. Because I do like torturing worthless balls, and cocks. Think you can handle what I can deliver?

Young Bald Pussy Dana Patiently Waits For You To Fuck Her

Young Bald PussyI’ve been sitting here in the quiet of my room for what feels like hours, just listening for the sound of your footsteps in the hallway. My heart starts racing the moment I hear the floorboards creak, and I can’t help the way my breath hitches in anticipation of you finally being here. I’ve spent all afternoon preparing for this, ensuring every inch of my Young Bald Pussy is smooth and sensitive, just the way you like it.

 Every time I caught my reflection in the mirror, all I could think about was the look in your eyes when you finally see how much I’ve been wanting you. I know I’m just a girl with a massive crush, but it feels like so much more than that when I’m waiting for you. My skin feels electric, like it’s humming with a need that only you can quiet.

 I’ve been a very good girl, staying exactly where you told me to, but the patience is starting to wear thin because my body is practically screaming for your touch. I want you to walk through that door and realize that I am completely yours to do with as you please. When you finally step into the room, I want to see that dominant spark in your gaze, while you force inside my tight yummy cunt.

I want you to see how much I’ve been craving this… how I’ve been dreaming of the moment you finally decide to lose your temper with me and just take what’s yours. I don’t want a gentle evening; I want you to pull me close and make me forget my own name. I’ve been dying for you to just claim me, to fill the void that’s been growing since the last time we were together.

The air in the room feels heavy now, thick with the kind of tension that makes it hard to breathe. I’m looking up at you, my eyes wide and pleading, hoping you can read every dirty, desperate thought running through my head. I’ve prepared myself to be your perfect canvas. Every stroke of your hand and every command you give is going to be etched into my memory.

So please, Master, don’t make me wait another second. I’m right here, perfectly groomed and completely surrendered. I’ve been a patient girl for long enough, and now I just need you to show me exactly how much you’ve missed me too. I’m ready for you to take over, to drown out the rest of the world, and to finally give me the release I’ve been dreaming of all day long.

Slavery Phone Sex Keeps a Bitch in Her Place

slavery phone sexSometimes a soccer mom needs slavery phone sex. It can help keep her in line. At least that’s what my drug dealer told me. Last week I heard about the severe weather forecast. And I knew that meant my boys likely would not need to go to school for a few days if not the entire week. And if I become snowed in with two horny teenage boys, I require more cocaine than normal. But my drug dealer really made me work for it this time.

I arrived dressed as he requested. Mostly naked with a dog collar around my neck, nipple clamps on my nipples and ankle restraints. Plus, he asked that I bring my biggest dildo. So, I did. But I’ve never used it because it’s fucking huge. Honestly, I did not think my holes could take this dildo’s girth. Many years ago, somebody gave it to me as a gag gift. And I don’t mean as a joke. I mean literally a gag gift. I told this guy no cock could ever make me gag. So, he bought this dildo just to prove that something did exist that could make me gag.

In hindsight, I should’ve brought a smaller dildo. Marcus would not know that I did not consider it my biggest dildo. Me bad. When I tried to suck it, I almost puked. A drugs phone sex mommy does everything possible to score a fix. Including gagging on a dildo designed more for King Kong or Godzilla.

Some Things Appear Even Too Big for My Ass

I thought I would be okay if he wanted to see me sucking on that thing. But of course, he wanted to see more. He wanted that thing up my ass. Although I am an anal whore, I never inserted anything that big ever in any of my holes. Surprisingly, with a lot of lube and a lot of patience, I got most of it inside of me. But it did seem like a tree trunk fucked my ass instead of a big fat dildo.

Thankfully, he fed me coke as I tried to work that monster dildo into my ass. And I guess thanks to lots of anal experiences, my asshole gapes wider than the average soccer mom. Although I think I got more than the average person could get in their asshole, I did not take it all the way to the base. It felt like Marcus planted his two fists deep inside of me. My sons would know I did something quite extreme for my coke this time.

Marcus got the show he wanted, an extreme anal penetration show, and mommy earned her cocaine. Although I hope it will last this week of bad weather, I’m not sure. Usually, my ass hurts because somebody gave me a hardcore ass fucking. But now it hurts because I crammed it full of the biggest dildo I’ve ever owned. Perhaps I need to just destroy this thing since it destroyed my asshole.

Light Bondage Porn Dana Moans While Bound and Highly Desired

Light Bondage Porn

The second I’m told to stay still, my body settles into it. The quiet stretches while I wait, already warm, already aware of how exposed I am. Light Bondage Porn lives right in this space… where restraint sharpens everything and being watched feels better than being touched.

The bindings are snug enough to remind me I’m not going anywhere. My wrists ache just slightly, my thighs tense without meaning to, and I let it happen. I like knowing I’m exactly how I’m supposed to be Open and Available. “You’re all mine tonight, and this time I want you to suffer completely” He says aggressively. “Yes Master” I say with my pussy and ready just for him.  My breathing gives me away before I say a word.

I feel eyes on me, slow and deliberate, him taking his time. It makes my stomach flutter and my hips shift even though I try to stay still. I want to be good. What he doesn’t know is that I have the biggest crush on him, and I purposely let him do whatever he wants to be because I like the way it feels, and how much I feel wanted just by him. I get a little jealous about his ex wife, but then again she has no idea I’m with her husband every night, so she should be really jealous of me. 

I want to be seen like this, needy and restrained, my reactions honest and unfiltered. When a hand finally drags along my skin, I moan without stopping it. There’s no point pretending I’m not affected. Being bound makes me sensitive. Every sound feels louder, every pause heavier. I stay quiet when I’m expected to, then break just a little when the attention gets too intense. 

My body responds faster than my thoughts, heat pooling low, thighs tightening around nothing. I don’t need instruction… I feel them. I keep my head lowered, not hiding, just waiting. Waiting is part of it. Waiting makes the desire stretch and throb until my breath turns shallow and my voice slips out again. I love how helpless I feel without actually being helpless. I’m aware of myself, of how wanted I am right now.

When the tension finally eases, it doesn’t disappear. It lingers on my skin, in my muscles, in the quiet after. I stay where I am, bound and flushed, knowing I gave exactly what was expected of me… and wanting it all over again.