Category: Submissive Phone Sex

Slutty Pregnant Paradise

I know your deep dark secret you know the one you fantasize about but never speak, yes that’s right you love fucking knocked up whore pussy. I know you’re attracted to them because of the soft glowing skin and those round curves. You have a deep seeded desire to be nuzzled next to the breast of your mother, she was your protector and guardian in turn this is why you fantasize about this. The full breasts of your pregnant bitch makes your hard cock throb, knowing she has a part of you growing inside of her. You have an insatiable appetite for fertile slutty women. Pregnant women have that glow that make them so confident.

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As you take your chosen whore you just lay her down exposing that big swollen belly exploring the creases and spreading her legs tasting that soft juice of pregnancy.  Don’t be afraid, in touching and licking, its okay to get her ready for the fuck she’s about to get. The fluctuation in hormones make her so horny and makes her beg for rough sex which drives you to new heights. Climb on top and ram that hard cock in her pleasing her over and over. Just like you dreamed about doing to your mom.  This whore is so turned on with all the emotions going on and before you know it she has squirted all over you.  Desiring to impregnate and fuck pregnant women is so taboo, but you don’t let the shame rule you.  In the end you know the sex is so amazing it will just rock your world. You take pride in knowing she is pregnant and horny!  All because of you. 

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Boy Cock and Coke for Christmas with Mommy Blair

You know what Christmas means to me? Party. Fuck. Party. Fuck. Party. Fuck. My son is with me, and he loves to party too. Oh yeah, and fuck his mommy.  Hell, he gets me all my party favors nowadays. It is sort of a holiday tradition you could say. Get mommy high and drunk and fuck her like a whore. And, bring your little friends over to fuck her too. You see, no one has school this week. That means no curfews or getting up early. I can taste the rainbow all week long. Coke, pot, ice, hash, Oxycotin, X, shrooms, heroin, Quaaludes…  You name it,  I will snort, swallow, sniff or shoot it. Fucking is just better high. I can get my son and his friends off better, harder and with more frequency the higher I am. Why? Because I lose ALL inhibitions. I turn into fucking Mary Kay Letourneau with my son’s school friends after a few lines of coke. Hell I will even lick some baby girl pussy when fucked up.

My son turned me into the dirty p mommy I am today. When he was just a boy, he was always watching me fuck his daddy or my drug dealer. In the beginning, I didn’t know he was watching, but once I did, I found it hot. I would bring in him the room, snort lines off his little hairless cock and balls and get fucked up my ass for a couple grams of coke. Ever since then he has been my party buddy. And for the next couple days all we are going to do is party, fuck, party, fuck, party and fuck some more.

I love to party on the phone too. And fuck. My son loves it when I suck his cock for my horny callers. If you like to party and hear the exploits of a dirty mommy and her son, call me. I will be celebrating Christmas with boy cock and coke!

Cum Dump Mommy Whore: The Perfect Holiday Office Party Favor

My son loves to whore me out. This weekend I was the party favor at his office Christmas party. I had to wear a skimpy little green festive outfit with a collar and chain. He paraded me in on all fours on a leash and introduced me as the office fuck toy. I knew his coworkers were going to use me and humiliate me anyway they could. My son gets off on that sort of stuff. I do it because, well I am a good mommy, and a party girl. Every party of his I go to, I get rewarded with my own party supplies. Enough to last me a long time.

My first order of business was to suck all his coworkers cocks. Some of them were nice thick cocks, the kind a good slut doesn’t mind sucking at all. Some were pathetically small cocks, the kind any woman with a modicum of dignity would not stick anywhere in her body. I have no shame: I have no pride; I have no standards. I am just a subby druggie whore that does as she is told. From big to small, from thick to thin, I sucked every cock in that office. Swallowed a ton of cum too.

Luckily my son was feeding me lines of coke in between blowjobs, which gave me the ability to act like I loved every fucking cock that got shoved down my throat. Phase two of the party was fucking the office party favor, which of course was me. I had to let fat fucks, old farts and tiny dick losers  violate all my holes. I was a cum dump office whore. I had cum running out of my ass and swollen cunt; cum matted in my hair; even cum dried all over my body. Once my son’s coworkers got lit and wasted, they were aggressive fuck machines, and I was the only fuck hole at the party.  I got fucked, spanked, skull fucked, anally tortured, fisted, gang banged and a whole lot more.

That party was mild compared to some of my son’s parties. I was essentially just an office cum dumpster; a human fuck toy. But taking all that cum and cock was worth it. I made my son happy. He was the office rock star for providing such a hot easy fuck favor. And I scored the favor of my son plus a nice big bag of holiday snow. Don’t you wish your mommy was a total whore like me?

Passionate Denial

I know about deep dark fantasies. Let me tell you I’m here to bring out the kinkiest things in you.  I’m a no taboo kind of gal.  Tease and denial is one of the most passionate things.  The best way is a hands on approach. Lay back and let me explore the frame work of your body.  I love taking my hands or other body parts and giving a nice firm vigorous grip, next I’ll give you a nice lather of my favorite lube. I’ll move on to apply a good amount of pressure not to hard just right and varying my speed for the hand job stroking.  I can continue this pace of hard and fast for hourstease and denial phone sex .  Just as you get close I slow down my stroke, maybe even giving it tiny kisses.  I explore the different parts of your cock, playing with the underside of the head or just playing with the tip.  I want to make it so the tiniest touch could possible push you over the edge. I personally like to explore more taboo areas.  Focusing on other areas can heighten your arousal.   I know every man is different and I intend to learn what you respond to the most.  I want your denial to be dreamy and steamy, not the main attraction.  It’s not wrong to savor this and wonder if I will let you cum tonight.  

Clitty Twister

You warned me not to touch your tools while you were at work. But the faucet was leaking, and I thought I would try to fix it so that the dripping sound wouldn’t drive you over the edge tonight while you are trying to sleep. I knew you would be angry that I touched your tools, but I figured it might be less angry than being kept up all night, so I took a chance. I barely got myself situated in the bathroom, and you came home early. I didn’t even hear you walk in the bathroom, so when you grabbed me by my hair I screamed.

I rolled over onto the floor and you looked down and saw your pliers in my hand. Your eyes went dark and I saw your rage instantly. You let go of my hair and slapped me so hard across the face with the back of your hand that I saw stars. You told me what a worthless fuck toy I was, and how dare I touch your tools. I tried to drop the pliers, but you grabbed them from me instead. My head was still pounding from the slap, and as you attacked me from above, I was defenseless.

You grabbed me by the throat and told me to spread my legs. I had no choice other than to do what you said, I am your slave. I begged you not to hurt me and you laughed your evil laugh. I saw you still had a hold of the pliers and even though I knew what torture lay ahead, I spread my legs for you. I felt the cold metal on my pussy, and I begged you to stop. I know you only get more torqued up when I beg, but I couldn’t stop myself. You grabbed ahold of my clit with the pliers and pinched them down with all your strength.

It felt like my clit was going to pop off, and fire shot through my body as I came all over myself. You laughed and laughed and then began to twist the pliers – yanking my clit a full 360 degrees. I knew you were going to twist it off. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I began to cum again as you twisted another full circle. I felt the blood and cum mix together and run down my ass cheeks. You let go of me, and jerked your hard cock off all over my limp body. You calmly put your pliers back in your tool box and left the room. 

Submissive Phone Sex with Wendy: Your Fuck Toy

It’s been three days now since you let me shower. All you allow me to do is get sucked, fucked, and covered in cum. After the first day I looked like a glazed donut and cum was pouring out of me, but that wasn’t enough to satisfy you. There were 20 other men, but I only really cared about pleasing you. Having my tight cunt and asshole stretched for you was one of the most degrading things I’ve ever been through, but it was also the most thrilling.
When I was too tired or sore, resting wasn’t an option until you said so. Nothing could be done without your permission, not even bathroom breaks. If I disobeyed you’ll just let one of your 20 friends beat on me or simply do it myself. Last night I was so exhausted that I started to fall asleep with a thick 8 inch cock in my ass, but I didn’t have permission to sleep. I woke up to you fucking my throat deep and gagging me with your massive prick.
My suffering wasn’t over even after you shot your warm cum down my throat. You still wanted to entertained by my suffering and abuse. It was humiliating, painful too, but I’ll never forget who I belong to. I’m just nasty little cum dumpster and your filthy fuck toy.

Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: I Need a Master

Never judge a book by its cover. My cover suggests that I am a dominate spoiled bitch. Look at me. I am a blonde goddess.  Tall, busty, sensual, confidant in my skin…. But if you turn the pages of my book, you discover that looks are deceiving. I am a total submissive whore. Ever since I was a little girl and my daddy first forced his cock in my tiny holes, I knew that I was a submissive bitch.  I don’t date men, I belong to them.  I have masters, not lovers. I’m controlled, not controlling. I am used, not pampered. I’m dominated not dominant. I need a collar, not a ring. I get beaten not hugged. I deserve pain, not pleasure. I’m humiliated not praised. I’m hated, not loved. I get kicked, not kissed. I receive torture not gifts. I belong in a cage not a pedestal.  I’m insulted not complimented.  I don’t speak, I obey.

Hit me. Violate me. Cut me. Burn me. Bruise me. Hang me. Mutilate me. Fist me. Scar me. Degrade me. Suspend me. Bury me. Gag me. Electrocute me. Smother me. Drown me. Choke me. Suffocate me. Fillet me. Shock me. Spank me. Abuse me. Flog me. Kidnap me. Hunt me. Own me. Eat me. Bite me. Stab me. Deny me. Tease me. Punch me. Shoot me. Shove me. Piss on me. Push me. Hurt me. Kill me. Just don’t love me. I am worthy of hate, not love. I’m a whore, not a goddess.

I need a strong Master. Is that you?

Submissive Phone Sex with Janelle

I saw you at the bank, and I knew from experience that your good looks and charm had a twisted side. Your eyes were deep blue and seemed to be swimming with sick thoughts. I am used to having men oogle my body and breasts, but the way you stared me down made my pussy throb just thinking about what was going through your head. You were ahead of me in line, and once I was done and headed for my car, you were waiting for me. Leaned against my car, not even smiling.

I walked up slowly, not sure what to expect, and as I approached you just kept looking my body up and down, almost like you wanted to eat me alive. Normally I would have been offended, but something about you made me feel weak and feminine and vulnerable. Once I got close enough, you took me by the arm and swung me around throwing me back up against my own car. It took my breath away, you scared me, but it was broad daylight in a bank parking lot, so I didn’t panic.I felt my nipples harden inside my blouse, and I saw you noticed them too.

Submissive phone sex is usually something I dominate, but you had control of me from that very moment. You told me I looked like a dirty whore, and all I could do was nod. You told me you were going to fuck me and make me pay for dressing like such a whore. I wanted to hate you, but my pussy was getting more wet with every word you said. You told me to turn around and lift my skirt up. You were going to fuck me right there in the parking lot. There had to be cameras. You must have read my mind, because you told me that you didn’t give a fuck if security was watching, you said they would have some real ass rape porn to watch.

I lifted up my skirt, just like you told me to, and you rammed your cock right up my ass. I almost screamed, but took your cock deep inside, as I somehow wanted to please you. You dug your fingers into my hips so hard that I knew I would be bruised.  You came almost immediately, deep inside me. You pulled your cock out and your cum began dripping down my legs onto my shoes. You told me to get in my car, and not to wipe you cum off my legs. You told me to let it dry and sleep with it that way all night. I opened the car door and got in, my inner thighs soaked. He walked away without another word. I went to bed that night, your cum still dried on my legs, and dreamed over and over about running into you again soon….

Submissive Phone Sex with Blair: Your Mommy, Your Whore

My son told me to put on a slutty little outfit and be ready in 30 minutes. He was picking me up and taking me to one of his job sites. When we arrived there were about 15 laborers waiting for us. He pushed me into the middle of them and said, “Here is your holiday bonus.” I don’t think any spoke English, but they didn’t have too. I knew why I was there. To take care of them. Their cocks were out and I started sucking them, getting as many in my mouth as I could. As I was down on my knees being a dirty little whore, I could feel cum splattering on my ass and back. Even felt fingers exploring my cunt and ass. I looked over and my son was filming his mommy getting gang banged by a bunch of illegal workers. I felt like a dirty whore.

I was covered in cum when the cocks started fucking me. My ass, my cunt, my mouth… nothing was off limits. Every hole I have was double stuffed and filled with cum. I was shoved down in the dirt being violated by dirty day laborers who didn’t even speak English. My son pimped me out as a holiday bonus to them. Said pussy was better to them than money any day. Added that I was a stupid bitch here to serve him so I best not complain.

The things he makes me do sometimes are so humiliating, so degrading. But you know what? I love it. I know I am a submissive whore. I do better being under the control of a strong dominant man. Mommy Blair is here for whatever perverted, sick, twisted fantasies you have. I never say no.

From Cigarettes to Cock

Today is the Great American Smokeout. It is a day that is designed to encourage people to quit smoking. I have been a smoker for decades. I have developed quite an addiction for cigarettes. I love smoking. As a submissive whore, many a master has not approved of my addiction and used me as a human ashtray in an attempt to break me, show dominance and hopefully create an aversion to smoking for me. But, as a pain slut, the feel of a cigarette being put out on my tongue, ass, tits, even clit, just made me want to smoke more. So, it has been increasingly harder to quit.

On the American Cancer Society’s web page they have tips for quitting. They even have characters for the type of quitter you want to be. Well, I know there is no way in hell I can be a cold turkey. I’m not that strong.  I decided I could be  “The Substitute.” This is someone who uses distraction and substitutions to help bust cravings. The ACS suggests creating new habits to curb one’s desire to smoke. For substitutes to smoking they suggest carrots, celery, candy, gum… Really? Like that is gonna work for a hard core smoker like me.

I decided my substitute would be cock. I was gonna swallow shafts to curb my addiction. If I was a pack a day smoker that means I need 12 cocks a day to suck to help me stop smoking. Luckily I love cum. I have sucked 6 cocks today so far. I picked up one at the coffee house; another at the gas station; one at the mall; and I hit the jackpot at the liquor store with a group of frat boys who wanted nothing more than to have their rods sucked by a hot MILF type. It is amazing how many guys are willing to help a gal out. All I have to say is, “I’m trying to stop smoking and I need something more healthy to put in my mouth, can you help me?” Guys just start pulling their cocks out to assist. So many guys want to help me stop smoking. Warms my heart, and my mouth!!

Turns out I love cum. Cum taste just as good if not better than nicotine. I think I can stop smoking if guys keep offering to help me. Would you help me? I am a very oral woman, obviously! I will shallow your shaft and your load. I have nice big tits to assist in milking that load out of you too. If I have a dozen cocks at least a day, I will be able to break my nasty smoking habit. Fill my belly up with cum and help stop my cravings. Instead of a human ashtray, I want to be a cum dump whore.