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Creampie Phone Sex Gets HOT!!

Creampie phone sexHis voice could have melted the paint right off the building. When I turned around to see who was talking to me, my eyes lit on the most amazing looking man. Blue eyes, brown hair, lips that looked like a bow with the string drawn. But, the most amazing part was the massive tent that was barely missing my hip. He whispered to me that he wanted a private dance, flashing me a wad of bills. Baby, I dragged him back to the closest private room, pushed him down, and just climbed on. I knew he wasn’t here for a dance, and he knew that I knew. There was no cause for pretense. His hands ripped at my clothes as my hands tore his own off. His cock slid into me the moment our clothes were ripped away, and he thrust up into me like his life depended on it. His arms wrapped around me and held me close, our mouths met again and again, all the while we fucked like we were dying, and the other person was the only thing keeping us alive.

Haunted Fantasy Phone Sex

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex? Many of my black cock callers think that being a black cock faggot is a fantasy, but it is not. White men sucking on big black dicks happens all the time. I am talking about things that don’t happen in the real world. I had an out of this world encounter a few years ago that still turns me on. I was house sitting for a friend in her old Victorian home in downtown Chicago. The house had a haunted legacy. Even though Illinois was a free state, the rumor was that the original owner at the turn of the century had black house servants that he didn’t treat so well. In fact, the predominant rumor was that the owner killed his black man servant when he discovered he was sleeping with his wife and buried his body in the basement. I  didn’t believe in ghosts, but if a house was going to be haunted by a black ghost who liked white women, that was my kind haunting.

black cock phone sexOther than odd noises that all old houses make, nothing out of the ordinary happened the first night. I was rather disappointed. Night two, however, was a different story. Not only did I hear something, I felt something. Something dragged me out of the bed and tied me to the stairwell banister. At first, I thought I was dreaming, but then I felt myself being whipped. I know the feel of a black cock on my body.  I am not a submissive woman, except when it comes to those big black cocks. This world or the netherworld, it doesn’t matter. I found myself bound and gagged getting fucked by a big black dick I couldn’t see. I was begging for more.  I woke up the next morning back in the bed wondering if it at been a hot dream. But, when I realized I had cum in my pussy and restraint marks, I knew the ghost stories that had long plagued my friend’s house were true.

Even a black ghost fucked my pussy better than my husband.

Fetish Phone Sex Dripping Away

Fetish Phone SexMy Master is amazing me at turning me into a Fetish Phone Sex whore.

He strapped me back to the table, tying down my wrists and ankles before putting a blindfold over my eyes and ear buds playing some bass heavy music that filled my ears. All I had left was my sense of smell and touch.

I wasn’t sure what to expect and my body was tense with the expectation of unsure pain and gasped when I felt something soft and silky run over my jaw line. Moving down my neck and between my tits and over my stomach. I giggled and squirmed as the soft thing kept running over my sides and ribs.

The thing sent little tingles through my body which made the quick removal of the soft tingles and the sharp quick pain of what I knew was a cane going across my nipples. Then my stomach and over my pussy. Whack, whack, whack!

Until I was squirming and wiggling, whimpering and crying. I could feel the burn lingering before the sharp little pokes tickling over the hot stinging making the tickling even worse than with the first thing he used.

When he pulled the wheel away I tensed up again. Nerves on fire with both pleasure and pain I was almost afraid of what he would do next and then I felt it. Hot little drip, drip, drips of fire across my skin. I pulled at my bindings trying to get away from the hot little drips. They seemed to come from everywhere.

I heard him laugh even over the music as he drips the wax directly onto my pussy. I cried out, my back arching as I danced for him. Not sure how long he was going to keep doing this to me.

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Party Girls Phone Sex the Bunny meets the Wolf

Party Girls Phone SexMy friends know what a Party Girls Phone Sex whore I am. When they found out about a costume party they had to tell me about it.

I had to go of course, but I thought it would be awesome to be a rope bunny. So I put on the black satin one piece iconic for the Playboy bunnies, even the little poofy tail on the ass and the sheer black stockings that made my legs look like a porn stars and the classic black heel to match. Paired with some white puffy ears and then I got together with a BDSM friend. They completely decorated my suit for me. They did a chest and hip harness all in natural jute rope. Then they did decorative wrist and ankle binds and even a collar for me.

I was a total rope bunny and loving it.

The adrenaline was running through me as I walked into the party. The heavy bass of the music strumming through me and making me feel wild… So I could feel that surge of arousal especially after my eyes crossed over the wolf man.

He was wearing ripped jeans, a flannel shirt ripped open. Fur covering over his arms, chest, legs, and even his face. Somehow this werewolf was straight out of an erotic novel, all he needed was a box fan to blow that sexy hair from his face and I would be his.

His eyes met me and it was as if electricity whipped through my body and I felt my breath catch in my lungs.

Holy shit.

He prowled to me, his dominance sending shivers through me and I swear if he touched me I would cum. I was definitely prey and the grin he gave me as I moved away from him. Danced out of his touch sent chills through me. We found ourselves on the dance floor. Moving just in and out of his reach as he hunted me over the floor. Pushing and leading me away from people, into the dark, out of the sight of everyone else.

Then he caught me, his hand in my hair. Pulling tight as he pushed my chest into the wall. His cock grinding into my mass. His growl primal in my ear.

I wasn’t sure if I had won or not technically. But as his strong hands ripped the crotch from my suit and I felt his cock slide into my wet pussy I found myself not caring and I knew that I belonged to him for the night at least.

Rough Sex Phone Sex with Jillian

I met a hot new guy the other night. Amazingly enough, despite the fact that he met me at the club, he was a complete gentleman from the start. He asked if he could meet up with me after my shift and walk me to my car. Typically, we discourage this, but he seemed like a complete sweetheart, after all the time he’d had me to himself without ever making a move on me. He met me directly where I had told him to, and he walked me to my car, even opened the door for me. Before he let me get in, though, he asked if he could take me out some time. I informed him that that was against protocol, and that I would not want to risk my job. I went on to tell him that it was ok, though, to fuck a client, provided the company saw compensation for the privilege. He flushed at that statement, then handed me a wad of bills. I pulled him into my car, straddled him, and proceeded to rake my fingernails up and down his chest, undoing his shirt and pants in the process. By the time I finished that, I hiked my skirt up, slid my pussy down over his cock, and started to ride him. I whispered sweet nothings into his ear while I fucked him, and then told him what I planned to do to him after. He exploded with that final statement, filling me with cum. It was beautiful!Rough Sex Phone Sex

Black Cock Phone Sex Sunday Funday with a Cheating Phone Sex Wife

black cock phone sexBlack cock phone sex Sunday? That was my Sunday Funday. My husband is out of town on business until Tuesday, so an old flame has taken over as man of the house. Truth be told, I am the man of the house when my husband is home. No one can be considered a man with a two inch dick. My clit is bigger than that! Jamal is a sexy black man with a monster cock who loves to please me. And I am not just talking with his 13 inch cock either. He loves to eat my pussy until his face is flooded in my girl cream.  During his down time, he is between my legs with his tongue and fingers. Most men are passed out after a hard cum, but not Jamal. He is focusing on making me cum while his big black cock recuperates. Not that we keep score, but I come a dozen times at least to his one cum.  Real men are not selfish lovers. We have been fucking in my marriage bed too. It is going to be so wet by the time my loser husband returns. I won’t wash the sheets. I want my husband to know what I have been up too! This cheating phone sex whore is proud of having real men in her bed and especially her pussy. Don’t feel bad for my husband. He loves hearing all the details. In fact, he is actually sad he is missing all the fun. My hubby is a black cock cuckold. I will save him some of Jamal’s nut sauce to guzzle down when he gets home. That will help make up for missing all the black creampies and sucking his slut wife’s pussy juice off a big black cock. Teach him to leave me again!

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Double Domination

tranny phone sexI had been eager for another session with Carla. Since our last session, I had used what I had learned and expanded on it, creating my own style of sensual domination. Finally, I had my chance. My slave and I had arrived first. We went ahead and got prepared for Carla’s arrival. My pet enjoyed bondage so I prepared his bindings, securing his ankles and wrists, where he was completely under my control. He begged for the pleasure of servicing my cock, but I denied him that pleasure, at least momentarily. I lifted my boot to his lips. He needed no further prompting, but started cleaning my boot with his tongue as he had been taught to do. My eager pet licked my boots to a shine and thanked me for the privilege. My slave would not have the pleasure of being fucked by my cock today. To further prepare him for Carla’s arrival, I inserted a large butt plug. He would need to be stretched to accommodate her girth. He groaned during the insertion, but thanked me for filling him with the toy. This plug had vibration and I rewarded him for remembering his manners by turning that vibration on. His cock instantly grew hard. I turned it off, denying him an erection at this time. I told him that a good pet has better control over their erections and he would learn during training. A slave is for the Master’s pleasure and should know how to stall his own pleasure until the master is ready. Finally, Carla strode in, clad sexily in black latex. My pet’s penis once again became erect. I told her I was attempting to teach my pet cock control, but just one look at her had made him hard again. She walked right up to him and smacked him on his bare ass. He thanked her for the spank and asked for another to punish his bad behavior. Carla gave him 10 bare handed smacks and announced his punishment complete. His red bottom was quite sexy. My pet begged for one of us to give him some cock. Deciding to give him what he wanted, Carla approached from behind, pulled the plug from him and entered his stretched asshole in one thrust. I moved to the front. He obediently opened his mouth. I thrust fully into him, my cock filling his throat. It unison, we stroked, using my pet for all he was worth. His mouth and ass was full of girl cock. His erect cock and the moans coming from deep in his throat, told me he was in heaven, being sandwiched between us two shemales. He tried pulling back from me, but I held his head firm. I knew he wanted permission to come, but I was not ready. Faster and harder, we thrust into my pet, until finally we both felt the urge of release. We each pulled back, allowing our cum to fall onto his body. As I looked down, I saw that my slave had come too, even though he did not have permission. Handing Carla my whip, I asked if she would do the honors. She agreed with a wicked smile.

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Sissy Training Phone Sex with Shannon

Sissy training phone sexMy sissy boy lover came back to call. My problem was that he came dressed down, looking a little frumpy for my tastes in some jeans and a t-shirt. So, I pulled him inside and put him on the floor. On his hands and knees, I undressed him before spanking his tight little ass for showing up so shoddily attired. When I finally had him down to his bare skin and had sufficiently punished him for his lack of good judgment, I pulled out an outfit I had made him leave here in the past. I handed him the box, and ordered him to get dressed right there in front of me.

He pulled the panties on first, tucking his cock gingerly into the thickest part before adjusting the g-string into his ass crack. Then, he put his bra on, filling it out with the little silicone pads I had found for him. At this point, I told him to stop and follow me. When we got to the bathroom, I pulled a razor and my shaving gel out of the cabinet. I forced him to shave, and watched as he did it. I popped his ass every time he missed a spot, and he missed a few.

Once he finished shaving, I brought him back into the living room, and held his dress up for him. He pulled the sexy, slinky little pale blue slip of a dress up his legs and over his hips. The dress hugged every curve of his sweet body, and his hard cock was a bulge pressed against it. When he had finally finished dressing, I brought out the wig I had bought just for him. It was close to his natural medium brown, but with some natural red shot through it. It was a sleek style that would complement his facial structure. I sat him at my vanity, and watched patiently as he put on makeup, receiving approval for each item before using it. He was such a sexy sissy. When he finished, I rewarded him with my pussy on his face.

Naughty Maid Phone Sex Brandy

Naughty Maid Phone SexI love being a Naughty Maid Phone Sex whore.

It makes me feel so naughty to wear that white and black uniform. Know that you’re watching me as I clean the house. Your eyes locked on my tits or ass as I bend over counters, mop and sweep floors, everything. It’s like your eyes just can’t get enough of me and that’s so sexy.

I love it when you drop someone on the floor, let me get between your knees to clean up the mess only to find your dirty cock right in front of my face. Well… A good maid has to make sure every inch is clean right? So of course I do the only logical thing and lick up that shaft. Tease it with my tongue and my lips. Suck hard and long until I’m 100% sure that you’re all clean and that build up you kept deep inside your balls is all over my tongue.

I know you love it when I show you just how big your load for me was. How I look in that pretty uniform before I swallow your cum. Then back to picking up the mess you made to get me there.

Making you all hard again as you get to watch my huge tits swing back and forth, all at your knees like the servant I am.