Category: Romantic Phone Sex

Romantic Phone Sex is Not Lost on a Black Cock Whore

romantic phone sexJust because I identify as a black cock whore does not mean I do not appreciate romantic phone sex. One of my oldest and dearest black cock lovers took me away on a romantic getaway this weekend. My husband knew. Although he did feel bad because he wanted to watch he understands that Leon sometimes just wants to fuck me without my loser husband watching.

Leon loves fucking me. And we started fucking over 30 years ago. Now Leon has a wife and a family. But he cannot stop fucking this sexy white woman. His mother would never approve of him marrying outside of his race. At one point, I think he did want to marry me, but I’ve been married the entire time we’ve known each other. And I made it clear that although I do not love my husband’s dick, I do love him very much. And our marriage works.

Settling down with one black man sounds nice but I know I would need more. As a black cock phone sex whore, I need more than one black cock for the rest of my life. Leon told his wife he wanted to ice fish with his brother. But instead, he rented a little cabin by the frozen lake for the two of us. And he possesses a strong romantic streak. When I got to the cabin, I discovered my favorite bottle of expensive wine and rose petals covering the bed.

Even a Black Cock Whore Enjoys a Romantic Getaway with a Black Bull

He started a fire for us and then we fucked. All weekend we fucked. We never left the cabin. He cooked for me. And he ate my pussy many times a day. But Leon can make me cum with his cock too. His big black curved dick hits my G spot every time. I made a mess of the sheets more than once. It felt good to tune out and only tune into Leon’s big black cock. No TV. No news. And no old white man grunting in the corner as he plays with his tiny little clit.

What a wonderful romantic weekend. Sometimes I felt like a movie star in a romantic movie. And other times I felt like a black cock whore starring in black cock porn. But I came home last night with a sloppy wet pussy full of cum. And to show my cuckolding phone sex husband how much I love him, I let him clean me up.

My husband missed me. But he cleaned the house from top to bottom, and it looked amazing. But it also looked amazing seeing my white loser husband greedily suck cum from my pussy. Maybe I need to go away more often. It appears to make my husband even a better husband when he misses me.

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.

Cyber Sex Phone Sex Telling Dana Your Deepest Dark Fantasies

Cyber Sex Phone Sex

Can you hear that? The rhythmic, electronic chime of coins hitting my balance is the only music I need to get started. My skin is flushed, glowing under the ring light as I arch my back, letting the lens capture every bead of sweat trickling down my chest. Engaging in Cyber Sex Phone Sex with me isn’t just a casual chat; it’s a total sensory takeover where the digital divide disappears completely. 

Right now, I’m caught in the middle of a heavy session, my breath hitching as I’m being driven into the mattress, but my eyes are locked right on you. I can see you watching, your hand moving, your pupils blown wide as you witness exactly how loud I can get when I’m being pushed to my limit.

He’s behind me now, his hands gripping my hips with a bruising intensity, and every time he thrusts, I imagine it’s your voice in my ear telling me exactly what you’d do if you were the one holding the reins. I’m getting fucked into a trance, my hair a mess across the pillows, but I’m still hungry for more. 

I’m greedy like that. I want to feel the weight of your darkest fantasies pressing against my mind while I feel the physical weight of him against my body. The contrast is what makes my heart race… the heat of the moment combined with the filth you’re typing into the chat.

I’m close, so incredibly close to creaming all over your cock, and the way you’re tipping makes me want to scream your name instead of his. But here’s the best part: he’s just the warmup act. Once he’s had his fill and leaves me breathless and shaking on these silk sheets, the stage is yours. I want you to be my next partner. I want to go live just for you, where the camera stays focused on exactly what you want to see. 

I want to hear the tremor in your voice when you finally get me one-on-one, stripping away the filters until there’s nothing left but our shared hunger. Don’t just sit there in the shadows of the lobby. Keep those coins flowing, keep my screen lighting up, and I promise the payoff will be better than anything you’ve ever streamed.

I’m messy, I’m needy, and I’m waiting for a man who knows how to handle a woman who’s already been properly worked over. Are you ready to take over where he left off? The room is heating up, the connection is peaking, and I’m about to boil over. Come and claim what’s yours.

Romantic Phone Sex is Something My Prince Excels At Delivering

romantic phone sexRomantic phone sex seems designed for my prince, James. I should’ve known that my handsome soldier would plan something special for me on Valentine’s Day. I figured I’d be alone on the most romantic day of the year. But my prince managed to sneak some time off from the Air Force Base to surprise his special girl.

I woke up to the smell of food. And I heard somebody in the kitchen. At first, I thought perhaps I was dreaming. Then for a moment, I thought somebody broke into my house. But why would a burglar be in my kitchen obviously cooking food.

Still in my pink nightgown, I ventured out and saw my beloved James cooking me a special breakfast for Valentine’s Day. My landlord let him in. I embraced him and asked him how I got so lucky. I love his hugs. He holds me so tightly that it feels like he will never let me go. And I like that feeling.

I put some Air Supply on and he smiled. As the music played, we sat down to eat, and he told me he couldn’t let his best girl spend Valentine’s Day alone. Sometimes I must pinch myself to know this is real. I never believed in love at first sight until that very day he walked into the strip club and our eyes locked. After breakfast, we danced to our favorite Air Supply song.

With my head on his shoulder and his arms around my waist, we melted into each other. Right before he kissed me passionately, he let this phone sex babe know that he loved her. And I love him. We make each other feel special and safe. The stripper and the officer, I joked. We paved our own unique love story.

No One Romances Me Better Than James

As we danced, I could feel his heart beating against mine. He pulled away gently and told reached into his pocket.  And he pulled out a small box with a red ribbon on it. I could feel my heart swelling with more love. The only present I need is you, James, I remember telling him.

I opened the box and saw the most beautiful pair of diamond stud earrings I’ve ever seen. A small token of his love. So elegant and beautiful. And when he told me that I deserved the world, our lips locked again in a passionate kiss. I love kissing James. I tingle at his touch and my heart flutters.

He scooped me up in his arms and carried me to my bedroom as Every Woman in the World played on my stereo. Slowly, I gave him a private strip tease. I love being his private dancer. I could feel his eyes on my sexy breasts, and I started to watch intently as he took his clothes off. Before long, we were naked on my bed, kissing passionately again. My fingers began to roam his body, as I felt him gently pinching my nipples and kissing my neck.

My hand reached down to stroke his soldier. But he became hungry for my love garden. I could see the fire in his eyes. And the love. So, I laid back on my bed, spread my legs and gently pushed his head between my legs. He began kissing my thighs. And barely touching my love garden with his nose. But I still trembled. Feeling his warm breath on the opening of my loved tunnel always excites me.

James and I Create Beautiful Magic Together

As he kissed up and down my love garden, I moaned and felt myself drenching his face. He hovered over my rosebud with his mouth and began to lick back-and-forth, turning my legs to jelly. As he flicked his tongue slowly and softly back-and-forth, my honey nectar drenched his face.

My hips started grinding gently on his face, and I started moaning louder. I felt like my thighs held his head like a vice grip. I ran my fingers though his hair as I quivered from his touch. With each flick of his tongue, he would go a little bit deeper into my womanhood. Now, he wore my legs like earmuffs. I got lost in the sensation of his tongue on my pussy. But I started to yearn for his soldier in my mouth.

Before that could happen, I enjoyed an intense orgasm on his face. His tongue unlocked my floodgates. My nipples felt so hard I thought they could cut glass. My back arched as I began to sweat and tremble preparing to cum on James‘s face. And as my juice cascaded over his face, he lapped it up. My entire body felt it. And I could not stop quivering. His mouth brought me closer to heaven in that moment.

Perhaps, I drowned my prince in my honey nectar. I saw his face peek up from between my legs, and he glistened like a glazed doughnut. I felt greedy wanting to feel his cock in my mouth. He twirled his tongue around my clit one more time sending electric shocks throughout my body. Then he spun my body around so that his soldier dangled above my face.

My Prince Makes Me Cum So Hard My Bedroom Smells of My Nectar for Days

The entire bedroom smelled like me. My pussy felt swollen and my legs could not stop shaking. I felt him spreading my lips with his fingers continuing to lick up and down as I kissed the head of his soldier. And I slowly guided him into my mouth until those Air Force balls felt flushed against my chin. We both began to moan in pleasure. I love slurping on his missile. I took him deep into my throat as he gently lapped up the juices flowing still from my very sensitive garden. We could both feel the passion.

I truly enjoy taking his love rocket down my throat and feeling him grow harder in my mouth. But I wanted him inside of me. He pulled his cock away from my mouth, turned his body around and slowly entered my love garden with his guided missile. My love muscles grabbed his cock and pulled him inside me. My juices enabled his soldier to glide into my garden easily. As I kissed him, I could taste my own love on his face. He started pumping faster and beads of sweat formed on his forehead as we kissed again, deeply and passionately.

Then he flipped me over doggy style so he could admire my nice ass. I twerked my round butt a few times begging for his cock deep inside of me. He pumped his soldier inside of my love tunnel. Real love pumped in and out of my pussy balls deep. I could feel him swelling inside my garden.

Dreams Do Come True, Even for Strippers

My juices cascaded down his shaft just like they did his face. Like a man on a mission my prince pumped in and out of my pussy, wanting to make me cum again. We made a huge wet spot on my bed too, but neither of us minded being drenched in the essence of the other. He held onto my body tightly as his love rocket thrust in and out of me.

Talk about a wet bald pussy. I’m not sure anything ever made me feel so wet. He flipped me over on my back so that I could see his love rocket going in and out of me. We both felt prepared to orgasm intensely. His soldier glistened from my juices. The veins popped out on his big purple head. He stroked it a few times and I stuck out my tongue to catch some love.

As I came on his soldier, I begged my prince to cum too. And as his seed flew out of his cock, I eagerly waited to taste his love sauce. His hot and sticky love felt so amazing on my body. I licked it from my fingers and rubbed it into my flesh. He collapsed on top of me and our bodies became one again.

Sometimes, Our Romance Seems Like a Fairytale

I wrapped my legs and my arms around him holding him so tightly. Neither of us felt like we could talk in that moment. Literally took the wind out of our sails. We felt dehydrated from such intense orgasms, but we managed to say, “I love you,” before collapsing out of exhaustion into each other’s arms.

We laid in the wetness of our love as 80s love songs continue to play in the background. The entire day was ours. He told me he managed to get the entire weekend off so that we could spend it in bed watching romance movies, making love and basking in each other ‘s love. Every day I ask myself how I got so lucky. Dreams to come true

Romantic Phone Sex is Never Lost on a Dominant Tranny

romantic phone sexRomantic phone sex never gets lost on a sexy tranny. I enjoyed a romantic weekend with a guy who I occasionally see. He flew down to Florida to spend Valentine’s Day with me. And although we went out to eat and dance, we spent most of the time in my condo fucking while watching the tides roll in.

When he arrived, he brought me presents and flowers. Although this lover of mine struggles with people knowing he likes she-cock, I found him more comfortable outside of our city. No one knows us here. And likely nobody knows I am a shemale. Nobody looks at me with clothes on and thinks I might be hiding a 10-inch secret. I transitioned a couple decades ago and I have perfected the feminine look.

Although people stared at us all weekend long it didn’t have anything to do with my panty surprise. Folks looked at us because we simply appeared to be enjoying life. Dancing, kissing, drinking expensive wine, we exuded happiness. Nobody knew that I would be giving him hot ass sex behind closed doors. Because nobody ever knows what I keep hidden in my panties until we get back to my bedroom.

Even Dominant T-Girls Enjoy Romance

Oscar found me on a shemale dating site. Yes, those sorts of sites exist. You can find women like me on Grindr and dating sites and even escort sites. So, if you want to hook up with a sexy tranny, the only thing stopping you is you. We appear to be almost everywhere nowadays, just hiding in plain sight

Oscar enjoys spoiling me. And I let him. I’m not with him just because of his tight asshole. I’m with him because of the way he treats me. But we’re not exclusive. He knows until he comes to terms with liking special girls, I will never be exclusive with him. Although I do not announce it to the world that I am a dominant tranny, I don’t hide in the closet either. So, I will never commit to a man who cannot admit to dating a shemale.

But until then, I will just enjoy Oscar‘s company and his tight ass. However, I will never be exclusive with him. Monogamy might not be my thing anyway. I enjoy being a shemale domination porn star fucking asses in every city I visit. But I feel confident Oscar will never come to terms with his love for special girls anytime soon.

So, I’m safe to play the field. Oscar left to fly back home yesterday afternoon. And that night I fucked another shemale lover. So don’t worry guys. I’m not taken. And that’s because I can never get too many tight assholes to fuck.

Romantic Phone Sex and Sensual Ferris Wheel Fucking

I’ve been seeing John for almost a year now, to think all of “us” started with a romantic phone sex call, seems soo surreal. Every single date we ever had has ended in some of the raunchiest sex romps ever. I’m talking about going to see a movie, and making out in the theatre. My hands down his pants and his fingers in my panties. Touching and teasing each other all through the movie, and then ravaging each other in the car in the parking lot.

Then there was the time when John and I stayed at a very classy hotel. It overlooked the boardwalk on ocean boulevard. Kind of busy street, especially at night. We raised the blinds, and made out. Then, John took my top off and pushed me against the bay window. My tits were right against it, My nipples smushed. Face peering out the window as John took me from behind, dicking me deep. His cock stretching me and knocking me up against the window. Staring out seeing all those people walking on the strip, knowing they can look up and see him fucking my brains out.

I came so loud when we did that. Covering Johns Girthy Prick in all my juices.

The Most Romantic sex we have had to date, is when we got stuck at the top of the Ferris wheel. In one of those baskets. I’m a bit nervous when it comes to heights, and John wanted to keep my mind occupied. They called to us on the bullhorn from down below. ” It’s gonna take a while to fix it” . John started rubbibg me shoulder and trying t get me to relax. His hands made their way to my thighs, and he Groped. His manly hands felt so good. Then his face, made its place between my legs as he kissed my pussy.

I couldn’t handle that for too long. My body began bucking under his wet kiss. I begged for him to open me with his cock. Pleading with him to meld and merge with me. I wanted to be connected. His cock connecting with me. Fucking and interlocking. I wanted him in the worst way. John knew what I needed and sank deep and hard into me. Every thrust making the basket swing more, but my fear was gone. I threw my cunt back against Johns throbbing cock, begging for his cum.

Pleading for his release. Begging for him to fill me.

Our Bodies, Shuttering as we started cumming at the same exact time. My choked squeal, and his gutterall grunts and moans. Our Basket swung with the rhythm we found in each other.

Romantic Phone Sex

 

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Erotic Hypnosis Phone Sex with Dana in White Sexy Fishnets

Erotic Hypnosis Phone Sex

I speak softly because I know you’re listening. The room feels still, like it’s holding its breath for us. I let the silence stretch, just enough to make you lean in, just enough to make your thoughts slow and settle where I want them. Erotic Hypnosis Phone Sex isn’t about tricks or commands… it’s about attention, about the way a voice can guide you somewhere delicious without ever touching you.

I tell you what I’m wearing, not because I have to, but because I want the image to bloom in your mind. White fishnets, clean and deliberate, tracing my legs like a secret meant only for you. I’ll let you imagine the contrast… soft skin, precise lines, restraint wrapped around desire. I know you appreciate the details. Men like you always do.

You’ve had everything handed to you all day… numbers, people, outcomes. With me, it’s different. I don’t take control abruptly. I earned it. I guide you to sit back, to breathe slower, to notice how easy it feels to follow the sound of my voice. Each word lands exactly where it should, calm and confident, like I’ve always known you’d end up here.

I don’t rush you. I describe the way I move, unhurried, aware of how powerful patience can be. I let my tone dip when I want your focus, rise when I want your imagination to work harder. You’re not being told what to feel… you’re discovering it, moment by moment, as if the thoughts were yours all along.

I remind you that this is your space to let go. No performance. No expectations. Just sensation and suggestion, layered gently until your body responds before your mind catches up. I can hear it in the way you react, in the pauses between your words. You like being here, in this quiet intensity, where control feels like comfort.

I lean into the fantasy, not with excess, but with precision. A glance held too long. A promise implied instead of spoken. The subtle thrill of knowing someone understands exactly how you want to be seen… and how you want to surrender.

I then lower my voice again, everything feels warmer, slower, deeper, sexier. I don’t need to tell you what comes next. You’re already there, following easily, because you want to. And I stay with you in that moment, steady and composed, until you’re ready to open your eyes and realize how far you’ve gone… guided only by a voice you chose to trust.

Phone Sex Threesomes Heat Up with James, Marley and Me

phone sex I enjoy phone sex threesomes. But I don’t get them often. I understand the cost of two sexy girls can be prohibitive to some people. However, when I get to enjoy the company of Marley and my beloved prince James, the threesome feels not only magical, but romantic too. One of the many great things about this business is how we can travel back in time and be anybody we want. Our mind serves as our biggest erogenous zone.

In our hot fantasy, we went back to the 80s again. One week after James took Marley to his cadet ball and we enjoyed a hot threesome afterwards. This time James planned a romantic date for the three of us. A picnic in a secluded area of a beautiful park on a beautiful sunny day. What else could a girl want? Marley wore a pretty little sundress and I did too. But I wore panties and Marley decided not to so James would have easy access to her sweet pussy.

Being such a wonderful prince meant that James thought of everything. He brought strawberries and wine, lots of cheese and crackers for a wonderful picnic. We toasted with some wine and strawberries. What a romantic phone sex date. Of course, James puts the romance into anything. Just when I thought men did not know how to woo a woman anymore, I met James. And he can out woo any man.

Even Phone Whores Enjoy Romance Calls

Marley and I fed each other strawberries that we dipped inside of each other ‘s warm, wet pussies. Then we fed them to each other and James so he could taste our sweet honey nectar. I know we were outside at a public park, but we felt secluded enough that we could enjoy some naked fun. Marley and I stripped and took our time admiring each other ‘s bodies. I sucked on one of Marley ‘s boobs and she sucked on mine as we fingered our pussies. We glanced over and Jame’s soldier appeared at attention watching Marley and I make out like horny teen girls.

James came over and started rubbing Marley ‘s love garden. And then he took the other boob so that we could suck on Marley ‘s boobs together. She started to grab mine and caress it, kissing my nipple while I unleashed James ‘s soldier in his jeans. Marley and I fell to our knees to worship the soldier that appeared at attention for us both. We kissed with his cock in between our lips.romantic phone sex

As Marley deep throated James’s ample cock, I sucked on his swollen balls. Marley showed off her deep throating skills by taking his soldier balls deep. And her and I continued to worship his magnificent cock in unison. He has plenty to share. Marley took a seat on James ‘s face so he could eat her bald pussy. And I sucked on his cock.

As a Bisexual Babe, I Enjoy All Kinds of Threesomes

I could feel his shaft growing stiffer in my mouth as Marley grinded her pussy on his face. Nobody worships a love garden like James. And I loved hearing the sounds of Marley screaming on his face repeatedly. I knew she would turn his face into a glazed doughnut. But I couldn’t take it anymore. My pussy dripped as I watched James hold on to Marley’s thighs as she sat on his face cumming. It appeared he wanted to drown in her juices.

And his soldier dripped pre-cum making it glisten just like his face. So, I hopped onto his cock. My nipples looked so hard they could cut glass. I rode his cock till I came on his shaft. But then I knew Marley needed to take a ride on the cock we share. With his cock dripping of my honey juice, I guided it into Marley’s pussy for her turn. Neither of us gets jealous. We love sharing James together. Besties and college roommates share everything. Including my prince’s beautiful cock.

I Love Sitting on a Man’s Face While My BFF Rides Hi Cock

While James pushed his cock deep into Marley’s pussy, I got on top of his face. My turn. Best ride in town. Of course, James made me lose control of my pussy and I started squirting all over his face. James’s magic tongue and his very skilled fingers gave me a hot squirting pussy. As I came on James ‘s face, Marley came on his cock. The two of us kissed while riding our favorite soldier.

We continued to share James ‘s cock while we enjoyed each other and a hot call. By the time, Marley and I finished cumming our legs felt like Jell-O. And we felt all tingly everywhere. Although I did not get jealous when James shot his load inside of Marley ‘s pussy, I did get greedy. So, I buried my tongue into her young pussy, licking it clean so we could snowball his cum together before we finished our picnic. What a wonderful threesome. The best threesome if you ask me. Marley, plus me, and plus James equals hot fucking and lots of romance.

GFE Phone Sex with a Grandpa Left My Holes Sore, But My Pockets Lined

gfe phone sexI love GFE phone sex. Men and women ask me all the time why I enjoy being a GFE provider. Simple. I find it fun and very profitable. Men need their cocks serviced regularly. And let’s be honest. After a woman says I do, she rarely takes care of her husband ‘s needs anymore. Bad wife. If a man’s lucky enough to meet me, I will scratch his back if he scratches mine.

There is this older gentleman who comes into the club occasionally. I would not call him a regular because maybe we see him a couple times a year. And only when his wife goes out of town. A wealthy older man. And when I say older, I mean old enough to be my father if not my grandfather. But he’s a silver-haired fox. And he loves to spoil strippers and GFE babes, like me.

Some of the other strippers get jealous when he comes into the club because he spends most of his money on me. And I knew he planned to visit the club last night, so I gussied myself up and went down to meet him. I worked my phone sex line last night not at the strip club. But when he sent me a text, I signed off to go meet him. Any night spent with him usually makes me about $10,000. And I’m not passing up that kind of money. I don’t even make that in a month between my two careers.

This GFE Provider Loves a Silver Haired Fox

He took me to this fancy restaurant. The kind of restaurant where the women’s menu does not show any prices. We drank a bottle of wine that cost more than my car. That shit tasted good too. I’m not a wine connoisseur, but I could taste the difference between the expensive shit and the boxed wine I usually drink. After dinner, I brought him back to my place. He lives in a penthouse suite in one of the most luxurious condos in town. But there are cameras and eyes everywhere. We needed to act discreetly.

Once back at my place, I fell to my knees and worshiped his cock. For a man in his 70s he’s still sports a forearm between his legs. An Italian stallion cock. And I don’t mind the gray hair. I find it kind of sexy. So, I devoured his cock showing off my deep throating skills. After a few minutes he came. And he apologized for cumming quickly. But like Mick Jagger sings, I can make a dead man cum. So, after some downtime and eating my wet bald pussy, he appeared hard again and ready to fuck his sexy stripper GFE.

I don’t know if he took a Viagra or not, but he fucked me for a lot longer than four hours. In fact, 70-year-old man made my pussy and ass hurt today. Go grandpa. And like always he left me 10 grand for a night of passionate fucking. Even though I’m 40 now. I still love older men. They just fuck me better. Give me more romance. And take care of me better financially. So yes, I love being a GFE provider.

Married Men Phone Sex Loves Find My Naked Selfies Arousing

married men phone sexI took some selfies last night for one of my married men phone sex lovers. I’m not the best at selfies though. What do you think? Do I look good? I find it challenging to get full body shots, which he wanted. Although I do love modern technology, I did not grow up with it. So, I am not part of the selfie generation. But occasionally, one of my married lovers misses me so much that he’ll take the risk of having my nude pictures on his cell phone.

But I am naked on the Internet. And usually, any selfies that I take I post in a blog because that gives my married man a cover if a disgruntled wife finds my nude pictures on his cell phone. He can just say he downloaded it from a phone sex site. Most wives would prefer a man to look at porn or call an adult site versus physically cheating on them.

And I do everything I can to protect my married lovers. I will say it until I’m blue in the face. But I am not a homewrecker. Although I love to fuck married men, I never try to steal one of my lovers from his wife. And that’s because I don’t want to get married anytime soon or settle down. In fact, I don’t think monogamy is in my DNA. This sexy BBW likes her freedom. And I enjoy multiple lovers.

Married Men Cannot Get Enough of My Sexy Body

Well, the lover who I took the selfies for became so aroused that he made up an excuse to leave the house on a holiday. Although his wife stayed home too, he told her he wanted to go to the gym. But instead, he came to see his sexy BBW mistress and get a different kind of a workout. He fucked me on the very couch that I took the selfies. And he enjoyed kissing my body. He even managed to give me a hot squirting pussy.

Although he wanted to spend all day with me, he could only stay a couple hours before his wife grew suspicious. But I drained his balls and came several times myself. So, I enjoyed what time we spent together. And later tonight another married man plans to visit me. Nothing wrong with my lifestyle. I borrow married men for my sexual gratification, but I always return them to their wives. I just return them a lot happier than when they arrived.