Category: Romantic Phone Sex

Fantasy Phone Sex Lets The Magic Happen

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex lets us go back in time. And I wanted to go back to the 70s before I existed. Picture mirror ceilings, disco balls, shag carpeting and orange and brown furniture surrounding a stripper stage. I’m dancing on stage to disco music in pink satin shorts and a tube top. And I notice a handsome man sitting in the front row. I remembered him from a chance encounter a couple of nights before at the grocery store. We didn’t speak to each other, but we made eye contact. And I know we both felt the connection.

After I finished my dance, I came down to the floor and sat next to him. I bought him a drink. Asked him his name and told him I remembered his beautiful eyes at the grocery store the night before. James called me beautiful and my heart melted. He seemed surprised that I’m just a normal girl looking for romance in a strip club.

After some conversation and a couple drinks, we went into the VIP room. This connection felt real. And I thought strip clubs were full of players. I asked him out after my shift. But I wanted to give him a private dance in the VIP room first. We decided after the VIP room we would go to this disco not far from the club. How did I get so lucky to meet a romantic man in my strip club. Handsome, kind and romantic? That’s my trifecta.

Sometimes, I Love to Time Travel with a Special Person

I love romantic phone sex men. So, I put on a Bee Gees song, “How Deep is Your Love.” And I gave him my best dance moves. His eyes locked on my body. I leaned in for a smooch, knowing it would make the other guys in the strip club so jealous. Although no touching is allowed in the club, in the VIP room anything goes. I finished the VIP set with some KC and The Sunshine Band. Another quick smooch and I told him to meet me out front. I changed into a baby blue dancing dress. Curled my hair and touched up my lipstick. I wanted to be James’s dancing queen.

He looked so handsome in his white suit. He extended his hand and we walked slowly down the street enjoying the crisp evening air. We felt like old friends, but we had just met. I chose this disco because you can rent private rooms. So, I rented the purple room for us. The private dance stage seemed reminiscent of Saturday Night Fever. You can play your own music. And the room comes with a very large purple velvet couch if you want to get down.

Women Sometimes Know when They Meet Their Happily Ever After

We enjoyed some drinks and I sat down next to him. He called me, princess, and we talked some more. He studied drafting at Michigan State. And he now works on designing homes. He seemed well out of my league. However, it did not seem to matter that I’m a stripper. The first song we dance to was, “Love Will Keep Us Together.”

Our eyes locked again and it felt magical as we danced. I planted a big kiss on him. And then I melted into his body. I showed some restraint at the club, but I could not resist his hands or his lips. Or the throbbing monster, I felt in his pants.

I just met this guy. But something came over me. If I was a princess, he would be my prince. We both experienced a similar reaction of arousal dancing with each other. When you know it’s real, you just know. He looked at me and asked me if he could slide my dress down my body. I nodded yes and I began to unzip his pants. My pretty blue dress ended up on a chair, as I stood in front of him in little blue panties. As I took off his dapper suit, my hands felt every inch of his rugged body. He seemed to be in awe of my breasts. But I was in awe of him.

Sometimes, Fantasy Turns Real

He kissed my nipples and moved down my body, kissing everywhere else. When his hand entered my panties, I took a deep breath and told myself I want to be his bad princess. He removed my panties as I took down his boxers. His love stick stood at attention, so I worked my magic lips on his love shaft. Hearing him moan in pleasure made me slurp harder on his throbbing cock. I wanted nothing more than to give him pleasure.

Even though I strip for a living, I don’t really do the one-night stand scene. However, this didn’t feel like that. This felt like the beginning of the most important relationship in my life. My baby blue glitter eye shadow started to smear on my face as did my red lipstick from sucking his cock.

We walked to the couch, but before I could grab his cock and insert it into my lady jungle, he begged to taste me. So, I sat on his face so I could suck his cock at the same time. As he licked and kissed up and down my love garden, I melted. My love canal drenched his face. He knows just how to lick softly to tease me.

Even Stripper Babes Enjoy Romance

As I continued to take him deeper in my mouth, his fingers spread my womanhood so he could plunge his tongue deeper inside of me. With his tongue swirling around my little cherry, I felt my lady juice cascade over his face. I could hear Blondie playing as I sucked his love gun faster. We both got lost in the sensation, but he eagerly lapped up all my juices as I swirled my tongue around the head of his soldier. I tried to stay focused on his cock, but my legs started quivering. My back began to arch, and I came all over his face. But he licked up my sweet nectar.

He hungrily tasted my honey. I could feel my entire body trembling. And he managed to coax another climax out of me before I could not take it any longer. I needed that soldier inside of my love garden. So, I sat on that soldier with all my weight and started to kiss him. He tasted like me. This romantic song, “Magnet and Steel,” played as we made love for the first time. With a disco ball spinning above us, and romantic 70s songs playing on the jukebox, we made love. No scratch that. We made magic. Our own special magic.

When It’s Magic You Know

He grabbed my ass cheeks and bounced me up and down his candy stick. I could not help getting lost in the sensation of his touch. My entire body quivered again. Our bodies became one. I knew he could feel my juices coating his cock. And I knew he could feel my muscles tightening around his shaft. Feeling that love missile shoot inside of me for the first time made my heartbeat fast. My love garden felt full of his love. He shot fireworks in my love canal. And it felt like the biggest cum shot ever.

I collapsed in his arms while music continued to play. I could hear his heart beating as fast as mine. We both agreed this could not be a one-night affair. He stroked my hair, looked deep in my eyes and told me I stole his heart. We laid there in postcoital bliss taking it all in before we used the private bathroom to clean up. Our night seemed far from over. We went back out dancing until final call. We did the hustle and the bump. As we danced, I looked in his eyes and told him how lucky I felt to share this moment with him.

After the last dance, we went back to my place and spent the night together. We fell asleep spooning and holding hands. This felt like love at first sight. We kissed, and I fell asleep in his arms. He felt like home. Woke up the next morning to a handsome naked James in nothing but an apron cooking me breakfast. But I pinched myself, so I knew this was not a dream. And in that moment, I got a glimpse of what my future would be like with the man of my dreams.

Tranny Phone Sex is Like the 4th of July and Will Make You Want a Hot Dog Real Bad

tranny phone sexTranny phone sex feels like 4 July. It will make you want a hotdog real bad. But my hotdog gets addictive. If you’re lucky, you might feel fireworks shooting in your ass too. See what I did there. A little Fourth of July humor. People keep asking me what I plan to do on the Fourth of July. Honestly, I don’t know.

Believe it or not I usually stay home. When you own small dogs, you owe it to them to stay home. Fireworks terrify them. Last year, this occasional fuck buddy hung out with me. Once World War three stopped and the pups chilled out, I fucked his ass. He couldn’t wait either. But I do not consider Alex not dating material, however. But I find him fuckable with that tight ass. And I find him to be a stage three clinger, which is why I only see him on Fourth of July.

Most men want to go out dancing or see fireworks or go for a barbecue or something. They don’t want to stay at home, watch a movie and hold Chihuahua on their lap. But this guy will do anything just to get a hardcore ass fucking from me. And I do appreciate a simp.

This Sexy T-Girl Likes to Netflix and Chill

Most men hold high expectations for a girl like me. They always want me to look my best. But I’m just a girl who sometimes likes to stay in and dress comfortably. I like to wear Victoria Secret sweatpants and baby doll T-shirts with no bra and chill at home with my small army of Chihuahuas.

I understand I’m a novelty for a lot of people. However, I am just as comfortable in a nightclub or a fancy restaurant as I am with a quiet at night at home. So, I made my date with Alex for the Fourth of July. He will keep me company, help me with the pups and eventually I’ll dump a few loads of cum in his tight ass.

Men think because I am naked on the Internet, I’m some sort of wild woman. However, I appreciate the simple things in life like a walk on the beach. Or hiking in the woods. Maybe going to a rock concert. Or sitting at home watching Netflix.

But no matter what I am still a shemale domination porn star. So even if we just stay at home and Netflix and chill, I’m still fucking your ass. So, what do you think? Are you the kind of man that could just hang at home with a sexy T girl.

Pervs Love Mother Daughter Phone Sex

Mother daughter phone sexHot Mother daughter phone sex brings the freaks out, you perverted fucks love hearing my mini sluts beg for your cum, it’s something about that forbidden pussy that makes men go crazy.

Calls with me test all boundaries and limits. I say some filthy shit, and my pervs love me for it. The dirtier I get, the bigger they tip.

Fantasy role plays and rape fantasy calls make me the most money. I just got a huge tip for being a dirty skank.

My daughters slutted their pussy out to gain a sponsor for the pageant. Boy, did they have an amazing performance.

You should have seen the look on the guy’s face when my sluts came out wearing white crotchless lingerie, plump hairless pussy staring at the audience, flat chest pressed against lace.

Sucking each other’s cunts until squirting in each other’s mouth, our sponsor stroking his cock so fast I could feel his precum splash on my arm.

A massive load of cum shoots out that steel-like cock and splashes my sweet angels all over their faces, they cleaned his cum off of each other’s pretty little faces with their tongues.

Just fingering my smoking Hot squirting pussy

Hot squirting pussyHot squirting pussy tastes so good. I bet you wanna give mine a try.

Right now, I’m indulging in one of my naughty pleasures, here on my bed, smoking cigarette after cigarette,

My fingers tantalizing my soaked little hole.

I don’t always do it, but when I do, I like to get freaky with it.

The nicotine buzzes in my veins, fueling my lust as I alternately suck on the glowing tip and bury my digits deep within my juicy cunt.

My juices flow freely, slicking my fingers as I thrust them in and out, my thumb teasing my clit with each pump.

I’ll even stick the end of a cigarette in my pussy, because it tastes so good.

Do you crave the touch of a filthy mouth on your cock? Maybe you live for the taste of a vanilla girl’s masculine ass? Or perhaps you’re a perverted voyeur, titillated by the sight of a slut like me getting off?

Well, I might allow you a closer look if you’re willing to serve as my ashtray. Worship my cunt with your tongue.

Keep licking and sucking until my pussy is fully satisfied, and only then can you advance to more conventional oral pleasures.

Surrender you’re in control and be my Phonesex slave, darling. You’re merely a tool for me to use and discard when I’m done.

Young Bald Pussy is all you ever want. Isn’t that right, baby?

Young Bald Pussy

Young Bald Pussy is all you ever want. Isn’t that right, baby?

I know you too well and how much you are addicted to the taste of my pussy.

My innocent tight cunt tastes the best when I’m missing you.

When I haven’t felt your cock inside me for too long.

My bald pussy is dripping with my juices in anticipation.

I can’t wait to feel your tongue slide up and down in between my folds.

My throbbing clit is ready to be sucked on.

Make me scream your name while you force me to squirt all inside your mouth! 

Then tell me how good my pussy tastes!

Your cock just fits so perfectly since I never want you to stop fucking me raw!

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Dominatrix Phone Sex Lets Me Get Sweet Revenge on My Prince, James

dominatrix phone sexAs a sexy switch, I enjoy being a dominatrix phone sex babe. I can’t think of any woman who doesn’t like to be in control. Sometimes even as the dominant woman, I can pretend to be somebody else for a hot fantasy role play. Recently, I got to pretend to be my prince James’s old flame, Theresa. And she is the one that got away.

James and I reconnected recently. He found me on LinkedIn. And despite being married with a family of my own, I agreed to meet him while he was in town. Part of me still held some residual anger over the fact that he did not pick up on my cues early enough. You see I’m a bit more outgoing than James. But in college, I really liked James. And I tossed down every cue I could back then. I even asked him out on a date. And in the 80s that felt somewhat progressive.

I often wish we had met earlier. But when we did, he was about ready to finish his senior year, but I still had several more years of college. Often, I wonder what if. What if I had met him earlier. What if he had picked up on my romantic gestures. And I must wonder what if I married him instead of my husband. My head swirled with anger, regret and nostalgia. It would be good to see James again after all these years. He always did possess a strong, romantic phone sex streak.

Roleplays Let Us Go Back in Time or Be Different People

So, I picked him up at his hotel and we went to this fancy restaurant for dinner. Although we enjoyed a genuinely pleasant evening reminiscing, I let anger and regret take over me. And I drugged him at dinner. And the drug kicked in before we left the restaurant. So, I walked him out of the restaurant straight into my car. And we drove back to his little No Tell motel. I had a bag with me that included things like rope and nipple clamps.

By the time James woke up from his drug-induced coma, he realized something seemed wrong. He found himself naked and tied to the hotel bed. He looked at me confused and asked where sweet Teresa went. And I told him that he killed her decades ago. For years, I planned out what I would do to James if I ever encountered him again. It seemed like fate. He tried to tell me he came to town for business, but I knew better than that. Nobody comes to this town unless they’re looking for somebody who lives in this town.

But I’ve had many years to think about how my relationship with James could’ve been different if he had only picked up what I blatantly threw down. And since we cannot go back in time, I could get a little revenge. So, I turned my old college flame into my sex slave.

He laid there on that motel bed, looking perplexed and helpless. So, I straddled his face. Forced him to eat my wet bald pussy. Back in the day if James had only acted sooner about wanting to make love to me, things might be different. But by the time he came around, I decided to move on for self-preservation.

Revenge Can Be Sweet Even 40 Years Later

But I felt hurt. He could’ve been my first. He was the first man to steal my heart. But then he crushed it by seemingly putting me in the friend zone. And by the time he woke up and decided he wanted to make love to me and have a real romantic relationship with me, I closed myself off for self-preservation. He had a chance. And he blew it. Now, this was my chance. Suddenly, I became a woman I did not know existed.

I smothered James with my pussy. Forced him to eat me after all these years. I pulled on his nipple clamps as I grinded my pussy on his face, drenching him in my womanly juice. I could feel James lapping up my sweet goo. Eventually, I sucked on his cock. But I might’ve squeezed his balls a little too hard on a couple occasions. I mean, this was revenge, right? The girl James fell in love with at college in the 80s no longer existed. But maybe he would love this bad ass confident woman who’s no longer afraid to spell out exactly what she wants and who she wants.

And what I wanted was for James to lick the alphabet on my swollen womanhood. As he worshiped my pussy, I teased his cock mercilessly. Squeezed his balls, spanked them, and squeezed the head of a soldier. But eventually, I used his stiff cock as my dildo. And I rode up and down it until I started creaming all over his shaft.

One Way or Another, I Always Get My Man

I knew it drove him crazy that he couldn’t touch my boobs or my body, so I lowered my ample breasts to his mouth. He teased my nipples. I sat down on his shaft. Finally, he got to make love to the one that got away. But he made love to her on my terms. Not his.

And I rode his soldier until we both came intensely. Perhaps he assumed this was a simple game and I would release him after we fucked. I don’t plan on ever letting him leave. James did not know that at the time. Once back at my place, he realized my nefarious plans.

I built a little dungeon complete with a cage to keep my sex toy secure. Cannot have him getting away from me again. This way, I can pull him out and play with him whenever I want. I’m not the same woman I used to be. He crushed me. I often wonder how my life would’ve turned out if we married each other instead of other people. And I know he thinks about it too. However, he will have a lot more time to think about what if as my sex slave living in my dungeon. It only took 40 years, but I finally got my man.

GFE Phone Sex Babes Sometimes Have a Panty Surprise

gfe phone sexGFE phone sex babes come in all shapes and sizes. And some of us have a little something extra for your pleasure. Although I do not consider myself an escort, I’ve done the sugar baby thing before. And I picked up a new sugar daddy recently. We met down in Florida actually, but he lives in New York. He went back home two weeks before I came back to Pittsburgh.

Honestly, I thought our relationship only existed in Florida. Just a snowbird fling, but he texted me Friday night that he would be in my city for the weekend conducting some business. He’s liquidating some of his businesses and selling others. And I guess somebody in Pittsburgh seems interested in franchising one of his independent coffee shops up in New York.

This man always dreamed about girls like me. And he admitted that he always craved she-cock. So, this shemale domination porn star fucked his virgin ass. That’s what we did for four weeks down in Florida. We went out to fancy restaurants, drank fancy wine then came back to my condo to fuck. So, I felt excited to see him again. I love his tight ass. I told him to cancel his hotel and stay with me in my loft.

Sexy Shemales Love Men with Tight Assholes and Big Wallets

And I worked around his business meetings. When he stopped conducting business for the day, I stopped working. I gave him all my attention as well as all 10 inches of my cock. He learned to take it well. Now, his ass begs for my cock. Saturday night we enjoyed a lovely dinner at my favorite restaurant which I can’t afford. Of course he paid. I dressed up looking 1000% passible as a genetic female. And all eyes seem to be on us. But it wasn’t because they guessed what was in my panties. Likely they just thought way to go old man you scored yourself a hot younger lady.

It just makes me feel sexier knowing men looked at him in envy. After our nice dinner, we went to some bars and came back and fucked. His ass feels like a vice grip on my cock. And that serves me well. If I give a man a hardcore ass fucking, I want that ass to feel tight on my dick. We fucked all weekend.

It felt nice to see him again. Honestly when we met in Florida, I figured we’d never see each other again. But apparently, I left quite the impression on him and his ass. And he left quite the impression on me too. I love a man with a tight ass down for hardcore anal sex. And it seems like icing on a cake when a tight ass man appears very generous with his wallet too.

2 Girl Phone Sex with 2 beautiful big cocks

2 Girl Phone Sex is better with hot tranny cocks. My girl Carla has such a thick cock! She’s a gorgeous babe with ten inches of extra loving that will gape your asshole. We both have nice, full, perky tits, something to squeeze on while we fuck your face.

We are the nasty duo to turn you into a total cum fag!2 Girl Phone Sex

 

We aren’t in competition, we are a team, and together we love stretching out downlow men.

Don’t worry, we won’t tell your wife that you are really good at draining lady balls, unless you ask for it!

We like to party and have a good time.

We’ll meet you at a fancy bar, and after a few drinks, you will have enough courage to go back to my place, and we will get down.

I think it would be fun if we took our time so that you can adjust to our girth.

As I said, she has ten inches, and it is a fat, fat dick!

I’ve got twelve uncut inches of lady meat, and it’s going to be fun to see if we can fit inside your asshole at the same time!Hardcore ass fucking

 

Wouldn’t that be fun, baby? Two trans beauties gapping out your hole like there’s no tomorrow?

Don’t worry, we will stuff it full of fucking cum! You can’t just suck us, baby. We need to give you a Hardcore ass fucking!

I want you to taste yourself off our cocks. Just know that after you party with us, it’s all you will want. Big, hard tranny cock!

I think you should let our cocks destroy you completely. our friends and we could fill you up! Do you think you could take a tranny gangbang?Tranny phone sex

I think you could. I think you should text your wife that you are working late, or whatever excuse you can give, and spend all night with us.

 

That walk of shame back to regular life will be easier when you feel all the cum dripping out of your ass and down your leg!

 

Hot Phonesex Lets Me Take Care of Lonely, Neglected Cocks

hot phonesexI love hot phonesex. When I entered the phone bone world, I started doing this part-time. Just to supplement my income from the strip club. But now I do this full-time and the strip club is more part-time. I love talking dirty. But I really enjoy taking care of men.

And I really like talking to lonely men. Lonely men come into the club all the time. And they’re not much different from some of my callers. Married men seem taken for granted, and sex starved. Some just need somebody who cares and listens and wants to make their day better.

Perhaps this contributes to my perpetual singleness. I talk to too many men, and I meet them too, who are married, but have not fucked in years or decades. Why get married if you’re not going to fuck your husband?

So, this phone sex babe loves delivering the girlfriend experience. I don’t need a husband when I have my lonely men at the club and on the phone. Last night, I met a lonely widower at the club. Likely 30 years older than me.

But age doesn’t matter to me. Lonely men come in all ages and races. In my head, I called this man Mr. Howell from Gilligan’s Island. I used to love that show when it came on Nick at Night in the 90s. But this man came into the club dressed in an all-white suit before Memorial Day. He did look dapper though.

And he took a shine to me. I did not dance last night. But he wanted me in the VIP room anyway. Poor man became a caregiver to his wife who passed away from cancer. After the lap dance, I gave him a hand job.

I Love Taking Care of Neglected Men on the Phone and in the Club

Honestly, I would’ve fucked him. Such a sweet old man. Believe it or not, a decent cock on him too. Not sure if he took Viagra or not, but I don’t believe I ever felt a cock quite as hard as his. At 68 he still gets boners. But a woman has not touched his cock in 25 years.

And I knew his wife was sick. But she was not sick for 25 years. They got married in the 80s. This sweet old man gave me the biggest cum shot from a hand job I’ve ever experienced. His load shot across the room. And he let out a guttural moan that suggested he needed to bust a nut. I thought he might pass out from exhaustion afterwards. My pussy never touched his dick. The best paid hand job of my life.

For a bit, I wondered if this mirrored those playboy models trying to satisfy Hugh Hefner when he was in his 80s. Although, me Mr. Howell seemed closer to 70, he sported a neglected old dick. But what a sweet man. I would’ve jacked him off for free.

Although in my profession as a phone whore and a stripper, I’ve met my share of assholes, Mr. Howell, I would not include him among them. The sweetest old man. Afterwards, the owner of the club told me that man’s last name. In my town parks and buildings appeared named after his great grandfather. Old school money family.  So, I’ll help him out if he comes to the club again. That’s what I love about my jobs. I get to meet such interesting people and help them feel better.

Guided Masturbation with Elaina Because I love Hearing You Stroke It!

Guided Masturbation

Guided Masturbation with me is not soft or sweet, it’s all about the control I have over you.

It’s up to me when I decide when you cum.

You will do exactly as I say and stroke your cock exactly as I demand you to do.

You wait for my every spoken word, pausing when I pause and speeding up when I say to.

I want to hear you pant and moan, whimpering into my ear about how well you can follow my instructions.

You will always wait for my permission before you touch yourself somewhere new.

I said you could stroke your cock, not fondle your balls.

I want to hear you beg, beg to stroke faster, because you can’t handle it anymore.

In fact, I want to hear you beg me to let you cum.

Only when I hear desperation will I finally let you erupt. 

 

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