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Phone Sex Fetish with Glenda: My Sister’s Dirty Secret

My sister and I got into a little trouble last month. Got pretty drunk and caused some havoc with her ex boyfriend and got arrested for public intoxication. Now we have community service. Don’t get me wrong, I would much rather be cleaning up the highway than spending time in jail. My sister is appalled actually that she has to do this, so afraid of being seen by some one she knows. We are both BBWs, but she is very conservative. She has only been with 3 men in her life, goes to church every Sunday and votes Republican.  I was a bad influence on her last month and got her drunk and suggested we write cheating pig on his Ferrari in lipstick. And now here we are sweating  our big beautiful titties off cleaning up trash.

Today when we were working, I found a guy passed out in a grocery cart behind some trees. OMG he reeked too. Obviously a drunk homeless man. His clothes were tattered and dirty and he had not had a bath probably since Bush was in office. I called my sister over. I mean she is Miss Goody Two Shoes normally so I thought she might know of a shelter that would take him. I was quite shocked at her reaction to him. She wanted to take him home. I’m not talking take him home to offer him a warm meal and hot shower. She wanted to take him home to offer him a warm pussy-hers! I thought I was gonna gag. How in the hell could you want to fuck a dirty old hobo who likely was bacteria ridden and clueless about the true color of his skin as it was caked thick with dirt. Obviously my conservative sister harbors some dark secrets.

Come to find out there is something called hoboeroticism. There are apparently folks out there with a strong sexual attraction to homeless men. Now, I like a dirty old man, but not literally. My sister was mesmerized by this dude. She really does have a dirty secret. She even tried to wake him by rubbing her big old boobs all over him. The woman that yells at me for having one night stands was trying to get jiggy with a foul smelling bum?  Just when I thought I had seen it all. It was like watching a train wreck, I was in shock and awe over what was going on.  She lifted her top up and rubbed her tits all over his face. Her boobs got covered in grime. Gag. Next thing I know she is unzipping his pants and stroking his pecker. I’m like put that down, you don’t know where it has been. I mean seriously would you pick up a half eaten sandwich on the ground and eat it? NO!!!!! I was gonna hurl until I saw the size of that thing.  That hobo had about a foot long cock. Gave new meaning to Hobo with a shotgun. Now, I was tempted, but I couldn’t do it. I offered her some hand wipes and said go for it. My sister needed big dick in a bad way. I would have preferred clean big dick, but to each his own.

At least now that I know my Bible thumping sister is a freak, she can lay off lecturing me on my random hook ups. I could fuck 20 strangers in a night and never come close to getting lice or bed bugs or hell fleas. You think you know someone until you see them going down on a dirty hobo in a shopping cart. Glad to know I can still be shocked. So what strange sex fetish do you have? Bet it doesn’t beat my sister’s!

Phone Sex Fetish with Vinny: Ghost Fucking

I am a very sexual creature. Have been since I was young, will be when I am old. Very few things I won’t try or that I am not receptive to sexually. So when a friend told me about  Spectrophilia I was curious. This is a fetish or paraphilia in which one is attracted to ghosts or spirits. Essentially fucking ghosts. Not gonna lie, even as open minded as I am, I was having a hard time with this one. That was until my friend and I spent an exuberant amount of money to stay in a supposedly haunted house just so we could fuck a ghost. Now she claims she has before and it was the best fuck of her life. I am not going to deny myself the best fuck of my life just because it’s a supernatural fuck.

When we entered the house, I was in a heightened state of arousal, so was she. Call me crazy but I could feel a presence in the house, many presences and it was damn sexy. We took our clothes off and decided to walk around naked in hope of attracting Casper the Horny Ghost. I was really excited to try something new. I do love big black cock, always will, but something about the unknown is pretty hot too.

Then suddenly, out of know where I felt a push against my body. I was being forced to the  railing of the stairs. I looked at my friend and her eyes were glossy and she seemed to be out of her body. I was being pinned to the railing. My cunt was dripping. I was attracted to something, but no idea what it was. It was frightening and sexy at the same time. Then my friend, as if possessed, tied me up and but a separator bar in my mouth. She was restraining me for my ghost, for my spirit or maybe it was a demon.  I didn’t care. I wanted fucked and fucked hard. I felt hands on my body, grabbing my tits. I felt fingers in my cunt. I felt hot breath on my neck. But, I saw nothing.

Then it entered me. What felt like the biggest cock I had ever had inside me before. And, trust me, I have had some monster cock inside me. I couldn’t touch back. It sucked. I was restrained. My friend was just staring at me watching me thrash about. She was not her. Then she came over to me and kissed me. She had never kissed me before. He hands started exploring me. She grabbed a dildo and started fucking my cunt while my ghost moved to  my ass. Pretty sure I was getting tag teamed by two supernatural entities. My friend was correct.  Screw ghost hunting. Ghost fucking is where it’s at. This was amazing. My holes were being drilled. I was cumming over and over and over again.  I could not stop.

Suddenly though, it was gone. Whatever had entered me, left and my friend awoke from whatever state she was in and was horrified to be between my legs. I explained that her body had been high jacked by a spirit to help fuck me. She was jealous, but I assured her this house was a hotbed of ghostly sexual energy and she, no doubt, would have her turn. She did. And I got fucked more that night. I still love me some big black dick, but I am a total whore too for ghost fucking. I ain’t afraid of no ghost. In fact I am downright turned on by ghosts!

Anal Phone Sex with Blair: Mommy’s Anal Loving Ghost

Have you all seen the movie Ghost? Well, I have my own ghost story. Maybe not as romantic as Demi Moore and Patrick Swayze, but hot as hell. We live in this old restored Victorian house. When we first moved here a few years ago, I thought I was just a little out of sorts from the move. You know things would move around, doors would randomly shut, flashes of odd light would show up in pictures…. Then I started feeling like I was quite literally being fucked in my sleep. At first, I thought my son was sneaking in my room at night and slipping me his cock. He had done that before. But for one, I never had a wet spot other than my own pussy juice and two, it would happen when my son was not even home. Mostly, these ghostly like fucks occurred when I was all alone.

One night I decided to test my theory out. I did research on the Internet about how to capture a ghost of film and camera. I set up a hidden camera. Dressed myself up in something sexy and laid myself out on the floor. I did this 4 nights in a row and nothing. Okay, I was crazy. Then on the 5th night, I was getting ready to tear down my ghost cam when I felt something grab me. It grabbed me by the neck, pushed me down on the grown and tied me up. Even shoved a ball gag in my mouth. I saw nothing but my own bondage equipment floating in the air.

Then I felt weight on my body, heavy weight. Hands were exploring me, entering my holes. I was turned on by my dominant entity.  I was being suspended in air. I was scared but not so scared I screamed. I was also extremely turned on. My cunt was dripping. Then I felt arms from underneath me wrap around my body. Strong burly arms at that. I tried to convince the ghost to speak, but it only put its hands around my mouth and shoved the ball gag in deeper. As I was writhing in pleasure suspended in air, I felt my ass being penetration. Whatever was fucking my ass was huge too. I was being fucked in the ass by the invisible man, or a ghost or some sort of spirit. I could feel my ass stretching out, I could feel fingers in my cunt. I could feel myself cumming.  I was so wet. This was not a dream. I was being fucked and fucked hard. By what was a mystery.

The next morning I woke up covered in cum. On the floor, sweaty with my ass sore. There were marks on my nipples from clamps. Bruises on my rib cage from where I felt hands holding me tight. Now I do like to party and party hard but I was drug free that night. Ghosts were only in the movies right? Then I remembered I still had the camera running. I played it back and was amazed to see my ghost caught on camera. The pics were a bit blurry but clearly there was someone or something else there with me. I wanted to tell someone but who? Being fucked in the ass by a well hung ghost was National Enquirer material, or shit you tell your therapist and she prescribes you a nice psychotic med.

I did some research on the house and as it turns out a Norman Bates kind of dude owned it before we bought it at an auction. How appropriate. A horny momma’s boy died in the house that I fuck my own son. Maybe my ass reminds him of his mother’s? I decided this would be my secret until now. My anal loving ghost has been back several times. I don’t care if you think I am a crazy. A horny mommy’s best friend is an anal loving ghost.

 

A Cock So Big It Was Worth Physical Labor

I am not one for physical labor. About the only heavy lifting I wanna do involves a nice big cock. A few years ago, however, there was this well hung farmer whose attention I was trying to get. He was impervious to my beauty and charm. He was friends with my brother who had seen him naked at the gym and said he had the biggest cock for a white guy he had ever seen. My brother is a procurer of big dick for me; so he knows what I want and need. This farmer was single, so I honestly thought it would be as easy as saying, “wanna fuck.” He made me work for his cock, literally work for it.

I spent a weekend on his farm baling hay. Now that shit is not easy.  First you got to rake the hay, then you got to tedder it, then you got to bundle it. Those bales of hay, even the small ones my farmer used for his horses were like 75 lbs. I worked like 15 hours a day for just a few bales of hay. I really got a good work out and a better appreciation  for farm life. It’s not for me. But farmer cock is for me. OMG he did have a huge one. On the last night I was at his farm, he let me use his Jacuzzi to work out the kinks. And I had some kinks. He surprised me by joining me in the hot tub. Said he appreciated a woman who was not afraid of a little manual labor. I didn’t have the heart to tell him I did it only for the nookie.

When he let his robe drop to get in the hot tub and  I saw his foot long cock, I wished my brother and husband were there to watch me take the biggest white dick I had ever seen. My brother is my sissy, my husband is my cuckold and they are both my fluffers! This cock required extra mouths and hands. I did my best to get it all the way in my mouth , but he was really too big. He was so big that soft he looked hard.  I did need my fluffers. They would have enjoyed guiding his shaft into my pussy too. When my farmer boy fucked me it felt so amazing. I mean he hit my cervix in a painful way because he was that big but it was a hurt so good kind of pain. Honestly, I had never been fucked like that before . All sorts of positions we could get into because he had a monster cock. At some times, it felt like I was getting fucked and giving head simultaneously  to give you an idea of how big his dick felt inside me.

The next morning, I woke up in his arms and I was sore all over. Not sure if from the physical labor of baling hay or fucking a monster cock. Likely a mixture of both. I enjoyed telling my brother and husband about the man I had that was 4 times the man either of them could ever hope to be. I decided not to shower before I returned home so my husband could clean me up and see for himself what a man I fucked. The only cock ever worth manual labor.

Do you have a cock worthy of manual labor? Or do you a little prick that belongs in my panties?

Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: Bathroom Whore

I didn’t know his name. It didn’t really matter. He could tell by looking at me what kind of girl I was. He pulled me in the men’s room, in one of the stalls and shoved me down on his cock.  Grabbed my blonde hair and forced me down on his cock repeatedly. He told me I was his bitch. He was correct. I am any man’s bitch and the right men know this. I was gagging on his cock. Eyes bulging, eyes watering, drooling, choking…..he didn’t stop. He was getting off on my discomfort, my pain. I thought I was going to vomit on his cock. He came down the back of my throat and I was relived. It was over. But it wasn’t. He stood up, grabbed my hair and shoved my face in the toilet. He told me I deserved a whore’s bath.

Then he left. I was on the floor in the bar bathroom with my hair wet and smelling like piss and cum. Makeup smeared all over my face, feeling used. I started to get up and attempt to clean myself up when several men entered the bathroom. They heard there was a whore in the bathroom giving out free skull fucks. By the time I was alone again, I had sucked 42 cocks, swallowed a ton of cum and looked like the jizz junkie whore I am.

I was born to serve men. Do with me as you see fit. Your pleasure is all that matters.

MILF Phone Sex with Vinny: Spa Day

I took a much needed spa day today. I needed some pampering. This salon I go to is very upscale. It’s not a happy ending kind of place. That is why I was surprised when the young stud, who brought me my champagne as I waited for my hot stone massage and sea salt scrub, asked if I wanted some company as I waited. I thought he was just being nice. Turns out he loves MILFS.  He sat next to me telling me how beautiful I was and any guy who is with me is the luckiest man alive. His flattery was working. He was damn cute too. I sort of let my legs fall open, giving him easy access if he wanted to explore.

He took my cue well. His hands massaged my feet, then my calves, and finally my inner thighs. I was wet, very wet. I could even smell my wet pussy. I imagine he could too. Then he pulled my panties to the side and saw my cunt glistening with my juice. He slide a finger in and it felt amazing. My head tilted back, my legs fell apart further and his fingers reached in me deeper. He was finger fucking me and I just couldn’t  stop him. I didn’t want to. I love to get finger banged. So few men do it anymore. He twisted his finger up inside me and was hitting my G-Spot. Before long I was squirting cum all over him. Wow. Just wow. That boy had some finger fucking skills. Needless to say I was all nice and relaxed for my massage. I will be going back to that salon often. I gave the boy my business card and told him I hoped to see him again soon. If he can make me squirt with his fingers like that, just imagine what he can do with his tongue and his cock.

Forced Feminization Phone Sex with Glenda: Grandpa’s Secret

When I travel, my grandpa house sits for me and watches my fur babies. They just love him. So do I. Now, I always thought grandpa was a pretty straight laced guy. You know the kind. Loves beer, Duck Dynasty and football. This last time I traveled, I came home early and got a huge surprise. My burly grandpa, setting on the couch in my clothes with a Pabst Blue Ribbon in his hand. By clothes I mean my pink bra with matching panties and a black garter and thigh highs. When I said hello, grandpa was really embarrassed. Tried to tell me he lost a bet. I explained to him, that although we are family, there are rules in my household like you do not wear my clothes without permission or without consequences. I told grandpa if he was fond of ladies clothing, well he was going to wear them in public all day long.

He tried to argue with me, apologize, say it was just one time. But, I knew this was not true. When I have returned home before I have had my suspicions based on clothes not fitting right. I told him if he could wear my clothes in my house, he could out and about too. I went and got him a blouse, a skirt and a pink bow. Ordered him to put it on.  He kept protesting so I snapped pics of him in my lingerie and said do as I say old man or I send these pics to grandma. He immediately got dressed in my street clothes. Now he didn’t look too hot in them. In fact he looked like a sissy; an out of shape sissy.

I ordered him to take me to the hardware store. I wanted him in my clothes in a manly place. The whole drive he was pleading with me to give up this silly punishment. He was ashamed to enjoy ladies clothing. I told him to embrace his feminine side, to accept the fact that he is a sissy and cross dresser. I reached over and grabbed his crotch and could feel his hard on. I informed him a hard cock on a old fart meant he liked it; that he was enjoying being humiliated. Truckers passed us and honked their horns, waved, some even blew kisses. When we got to Ace Hardware, I instructed him to own it. Walk in chin up, boobs out.

I was so proud of my sissy grandpa. He strutted right in and embraced his femininity.  There were some stares, some snickers, but he never showed embarrassment.  When we got home, I let grandpa jack off on my big tits. He may be a sissy boy now, but he is still a red blooded good old boy who likes big boobs. Grandpa comes over all the time now and we play dress up. I do his hair, his nails, give him boobs and dress him in something pretty. Maybe I can feminize you too?

Sissy Phone Sex with Brooklyn: Boxers or Panties?

I am a size queen because I am a Goddess; because I am perfection. Look at me. You can recognize perfection when you see it. So why would you for a moment think I would want to fuck you if you are packing less than 8 hard inches in your jeans. If you are lacking in inches then you belong in a pair of my pretty panties. I make no exceptions. You got to give me something I can feel.  And, for me, that is more than what you have in your pants, isn’t it?

Take a peek. I bet I am right. My last caller thought he could fuck me with 5 inches. Really 5 inches? The dumb ass thought 5 inches was above average. Maybe for a garden gnome, but not a man. So I told him to go put on some panties because he did not deserve to be in boxer briefs. He is a good sissy. He put on his girlfriend’s panties and sent me this pic. Now this made me smile.  A clit stick belongs in panties, especially pink panties.

I love a caller or a guy who doesn’t fight; who gets his place and accepts it. I mean a sissy is pathetic, this is true. But, there is nothing more pathetic than a dude with a clit stick who is convinced he can please a woman. Do you know your place with me? I am a dominant bitch size queen and I live for small dick humiliation and sissy phone sex.

Pussy Worshiping Phone Sex with Glenda: Pigskin and Pussy

You know what goes great with football? Pussy. I know boys like pigskin but they like pussy too. See I am watching football and I have the NFL package and the Red Zone, so guys can see any game they want while worshiping my hot cunt. You can have pigskin and pussy!

Last Sunday, I had a fuck buddy who came by. He ate my pussy for an entire game. I lost count of how many times I actually came, but it was a ton. He is such a good cunt licker too. He spelled the name of every team on my clit with his tongue while he finger fucked my pussy.  I pretty much drowned his face in my juices. What we also discovered was fucking  doggy style on the floor in front of the TV allows us both to enjoy football while getting laid. I may have rug burns, but I got to see those tight ends play. I love sports too boys, so do much girls. Trust me you do not have to choose pigskins over pussy. You can have both all day long.

My pussy is waiting to be worshiped too.  And trust me, I can suck some good cock and titty fuck all through a game too. Pussy and pigskin it’s the best of both worlds.

Fantasy Phone Sex with Sheila: A Lost Bet Equals Intergalactic Fucking

I should learn never to bet on football. I am pretty clueless. I bet on the team that has a hot quarterback. Or any team playing Dallas as I just despise them. Well, Sunday I lost. Big time too. I bet my geeky, nerdy computer repair guy that Dallas would lose Sunday and they fucking won. The terms of our bet were vague, but it was a do anything the winner wants sort of bet. Damn Tony Romo. Well, I never could have dreamed what Greg had in store for me. Let me preface this with a note that Greg is a total Sci Fi geek. As in goes to those Trekkie shows and everything. I suppose this is why he has never had a girlfriend.

For losing the bet, I had to dress as some futuristic whore and fight off being fucked by an alien. Yes, an alien. He has a very active imagination After taking over the Planet Pussea the Hardon aliens established a military base hidden on earth in order to steal girls with big boobs. The Hardon aliens believed that inside big boobs laid a power source that could supply their planet with unending energy. I was of course the first big boob girl they captured and that made me the Queen of Pussea. However, I refused to tell the lead Hardon alien where we kept the other busty gals on Earth and so he interrogated me for hours with his tentacle monster dick. The Hardon aliens were known for their huge sexual appetites and large alien cocks. His alien penis was 26 inches with prongs. At first I was screaming in pain, but my pussy juices were poisonous to alien cock. As I got turned on by the huge alien dick, my pussy got wet, which shrunk the alien cock to a more normal size. The Hardon alien lost his power over me, and in turn became weakened by my toxic cunt juices so I was able to force him to be my bitch instead and save all Earth girls with big boobs from an alien attack.

At first I was like this is the weirdest role play ever, but it was pretty hot in action. Greg even had a huge prosthetic dick that made me feel really good. I came several times on that thing.  If I get to dress up, role play and get a 26 inch dildo up my cunt again, I think I will keep losing bets with Greg. Geek or not, he is creative and a hot fuck. And, I am always down for a hot fuck. Are you creative? What kind of kinky outside the box role play can you cum up with for us?