Pain Slut Phone Sex Memories Still Arouse Me

pain slut phone sexAlthough my pain slut phone sex days are mostly behind me, sometimes, I still find myself craving some punishment. Just nowadays, the punish I get mostly comes from huge cocks in my holes. However, I consider that a good kind of pain. While I was stripping at the club Thursday night, I met a man from my past. Random encounter. He did not know I worked at this club or that I even lived in that town.

This man from my past, I never fucked. He used to be a photographer for some underground porn studios. The kind of studios that produced mostly BDSM type of movies and photos. When I ended up on the doorstep of this studio, I was desperate and destitute. I ran away from home, and for a few years bounced from one flea bag motel to another. You could have called me a grifter back then because I was.

However, I never stole from anyone but Johns. Perhaps, I jack rolled a few guys who paid me for sex. Like I said, I was poor and desperate. I answered a BDSM phone sex ad for a young, barely legal bondage model, and I met Dave then. He was the first man to photograph me naked. And a girl never forgets her first, LOL.

Got My Start in the Adult World as a Barley Legal BDSM Star

He could not believe how polished I look now. My belly got butterflies seeing him because he was one of my first crushes. Barely legal girls, he told me, were great to photograph, but not great to fuck. I believed he wanted a woman who knew her way around a cock, and that was not me yet. But that is me now. I suggested we get the VIP room, so I could show him my new moves.

Dave appeared impressed with my cock sucking skills. I drained his balls with only a few licks and sucks. He noticed that my ass looked rounder. Of course, it does. Mature women have tits and ass. When he asked if he could spank me, I almost came spontaneously. During all my spanking phone sex calls, I picture him giving me a bare bottom spanking over his knees. Now, it was happening for real. And it was even hotter than my fantasies back with I was barely 18.

That girl from 20 years ago, no longer exists. But my crush on Dave never disappeared. So, it took two decades. I finally got my man. And I will not let him go easily. At least for the remaining days that he is in town, my ass is his. My pussy and mouth too.

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