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Exhibitionst Phone Sex Museum Fun

exhibitionist phone sexI love exhibitionist phone sex calls. Are you an exhibitionist? I have a few callers who let me know they are exposing themselves to neighbors or even little girls while talking to me. I find that hot. I also have guys who call me so I will do something similar. Sometimes, I will expose myself from my house or my backyard.  Other times, callers give me naughty little assignments. Sean loves me to expose my beautiful big ass and natural huge tits in places that you would never expect to see a sexy BBW, let alone anyone, exposing themselves. Last week, my task was to go to a gallery or a museum and show off my ass. Challenge accepted. He wanted me to dress like a street walker too so that I was a spectacle. I am a curvy busty woman. I am always a spectacle no matter what I wear. I selected my local natural history museum for my task. During the day, there are always groups of schools visiting the museum on fieldtrips.  I found a new exhibit on Native American masks and thought it was perfect. Not too crowded with easy exits if I was to get busted in a bad way! I got up on this platform and bent over. It felt good to expose myself. Rather liberating. Clothes are overrated; don’t you agree? A bunch of school boys came in to the exhibit room. I heard the gasps. Lucky for me, there was a male teacher chaperone. He seemed impressed with my personal exhibit. I added some pieces and exposed my breasts. One little boy darn well near fainted looking at my curves. I started to dress myself because I was feeling like I may get reported, but when I did, the teacher offered me some money to just let the boys jack on me quickly. Done deal. I pulled my tits out while a bunch of school boys unloaded their nut sauce on my big tits. Maybe I need to do this exhibitionist thing more often?

Hot Ass Sex with the New Girl

Hot ass sexA new girl walked into the club looking for a job today. I was the first one to notice her standing there, looking around curiously. She was sexy as hell – 5’8”, perfect hourglass figure, and tits and an ass that could rock any man’s world. Her curly, naturally red hair, green eyes, and dimpled cheeks would probably have knocked a few of those guys out, too.

I walked over and introduced myself, asking if I could help her in any way. When she explained what she was looking for, I happily told her that I’m the general manager of the club, and that if she was ready, we could start the auditioning process.

I took her back to the VIP lounge, and I sat on the very plush couch. My sound guy turned on a slow jam, and she started working her body, running her hands over it, through her hair, and back again. Her lithe body kept perfect time, so I signaled for a faster tempo, and she switched up just as quickly as the beat did. She started stripping, all the way down to some sexy baby blue lace lingerie. When she got there, I got up and started dancing with her. It didn’t phase her, she kept dancing, acclimating to a 2-girl routine quickly. When we finished, we were wrapped around each other, so I did what was natural. I kissed her and slid my fingers into her panties. She was already wet as fuck, so I just started working her cunt over. Fingers around the clit, into the pussy, over the ass hole, and back again. She gyrated on my fingers until I started just fucking her with them, and her own found my pussy and ass hole from behind me. We wound up a tangled mess of female lust on the cushy carpet.

Snuff Phone Sex It’s not my fault…

Snuff Phone SexI don’t know why this happened to me. I was such a good girl and I guess I just fell in with the wrong man. Before I knew it we were traveling across the states and murdering these poor girls for his pleasure and… Well, after we were arrested we were both sentenced to death. I mean, I never wanted to do it but I understand that I deserve the punishment. So, with our expedited systems I waited in my cell for that faithful day to come knowing that it would not only be a surprise but it would come quickly. It didn’t make listening to those heavy boots of the guards as they walked down the halls every day, didn’t take away the sweats and shivers of nerves as they stopped in front of my cell finally. “It’s time.” I felt my breath catch, and stood up to look at them. I wanted to cry but I refused to go to my death without dignity. They looked at me as if I wasn’t even human as they commanded me. “Strip.” and I did, I unzipped the orange jumpsuit and stepped out of the material so I was nude before them. They took me out and put my wrists and ankles into manacles and took me to the place of execution. It was an arena style forum, a crowd of people surrounding me in a circle. Looking at me with sad, excited, lustful, angry eyes. I felt myself flush, I wanted to look away from all those people judging me but a man I hadn’t noticed had come up. Grabbed my hair and forced me to meet their eyes. Dragged me by the hair to an apparatus he had set up and tied my hair to it, unmanacled my wrists and ankles only to strap them to the device keeping me standing, staring, and my body open. He walked away, his steps moving behind me before I felt a sharp crack against my back. I think it was a flogger but not having seen it, it was hard to tell. He hit me again, and again, making me cry out in pain each time. My pussy betraying me as the pain slut I am and getting more and more wet with each lash across my ass and back. He came around to the front, hitting me with the flogger over my tits and stomach. Making them a rosy red and making me jerk and whimper. He make me look him in the eye “You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” I felt my face flush as I nodded, he grinned in a sadistic way letting me know he was too even as he shoved that flogger handle up my wet pussy. “Keep it there.” he commanded and I clinched those kegel muscles, already feeling the heavy leather slipping. He walked around with a cane, tapping it against those warmed up muscles making me gasp and almost lose the flogger. He saved that first hard whip for across my nipples making me scream and flinch. The bright red welt forming almost instantly as they burned, the flogger was slipping and I whimpered as I tried to keep it inside of me. He did the next on against my ass, 3 quick whips making my back arch to move my ass away and finishing the flogger. I felt it slide from my pussy to the floor and he tutted me. “Bad slut!” with another whip to my ass, I could feel a tickle along the sensitive skin and knew that last one had drawn blood. He let my hair loose and began to undo my wrists and ankles. “Do you have any last words slut?” I gulped, sniffing, feeling my hands shaking as I fought back tears. “O… Only that they can forgive me.” he looked at me disgusted for that and shoved, almost throwing me, onto the table to which I could only assume was my execution. I found myself laying on my back, a thin wire collar around my neck connecting my head to the table. Then ones to my wrists and ankles again, he hummed as he worked, positioning a Hitachi against my pussy. “This will tighten your collar as you orgasm and move, it can’t be loosened and eventually you’ll strangle yourself to death.” I looked at him with surprised eyes and he just grinned at me as he turned the hitachi on high and watched as I was overcome by the pleasure.

How a Phone Sex Tranny Stays Warm in Winter

phone sexThis phone sex tranny stays busy off the phone too. While tranny lovers are calling me at night when I am unavailable, I am usually out fucking. Last night, I wasn’t going to go out. It was fucking cold. I hate wearing layers. I want to look sexy, which is hard to do buried under a ton of bulky clothes. But since we are suppose to get a blizzard tonight, I went out last night to get cock in case snowbound soon. I walked around the corner to my local bar. Seriously, only a couple blocks and my testicles had icicles hanging from them. Good thing I saw Sam. He is a subby boy who sucks amazing cock. Total tranny lover too. He has a decent cock for a submissive boy toy. We went in the back room so he could warm my nuts up with his cock worshiping skills. My 10 inch cock sprung to life and my balls thawed out as he worked his magic. I was in a very rare mood. I wanted to suck his cock. Even though he is a submissive, he has about 8 inches of meat between his legs. I’m a sexy little shemale phone sex switch with the right cock. I convinced him to let me suck him while he was polishing my pretty swollen knob.  My dick was rock hard. His was too. I couldn’t help myself, I had to fuck his tight ass. I didn’t even take my dress off. I just pulled it up and fucked him the back of the bar. No one was paying attention until he started moaning so loud the bar could hear over the loud music and talking. Good thing I like an audience. I fucked him like he was my bitch as the crowd egged me on. Then, I fucked several of them. I got enough dick to satisfy me if I get snowbound. Plus, Sam lives in walking distant and does house calls if the snow too bad.

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13 days of slutmas! Loretta!

Wet bald pussyOn this day of Slutmas Santa brought to me. A very sexy Loretta. This tight little body was made of silk and ambrosia. Skin so smooth I could run my fingers down her back, over her ass, and all the way to her feet without finding any imperfections in her form. Then spreading those beautiful honeyed thighs, I could taste that honey pot between her legs. Let me tell you, she is so sweet. Her pussy is a drug that taste of peaches and cream and I could taste her for hours and never get bored. My fingers teased against her g-spot. Fucking that sensitive bundle of nerves making her body quiver and quake with orgasm. If her pussy just was peaches and cream. Her cum and orgasm is ambrosia. I want to spoil her. I want to take my time to appreciate and enjoy every inch of her. Make her beg, cry, cum, over and over again for my skilled tongue and fingers. I wat to fuck her with my cocks, try out every toy I own on her sweet pussy and make her cum until she can’t cum anymore.

Merry X-Mas!

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I dressed up for the holiday for my lover, wearing his favorite thigh highs, garter belt and heels. Nothing else but a Santa hat. I sat waiting for him next to a roaring fire in the fireplace, leaving my skin all warm and tingly. I left the door open so that when he came in, he would see me laying there waiting for him to walk over and fuck me. He’d know that was what I wanted. When he came in and saw me laying there he muttered the words, “Good girl.” “I have a gift for you, ” he said unzipping his pants and presenting his big throbbing cock for me to worship. I went straight to licking and sucking that monster cock, really going at it with my mouth. He was ready to explode. Pulling away, he flipped me over and gave it to me from behind, pulling my hair and fucking me senseless, which is exactly what I wanted for Christmas!

Cheating Phone Sex Wife

cheating phone sexCheating phone sex whores have so much fun. I was at a piano concert last night with some girlfriends. It was a classy affair. A holiday concert fundraiser. We were dressed to the nines. I can class up when I want to. I just prefer to be naked and fucking like a black cock whore. The bartender was a handsome black man. You know where my mind was once I saw him. I was hanging at the bar. He was making me strong fruity drinks. I am not one to hold my liquor well. Now cum I can swallow by the jug with no problem. He asked me about my husband. I was honest. That was 4 Sex on the Beaches later. “He is a tiny dick loser. I fuck around on him,” was my answer. He gave me a big smile and said, “I’m off at 10.” Well, after that I could barely focus on mingling. All I could think about was getting some big black dick. I went back for another drink. This time I was a dirty girl. I snuck behind the bar. It was one of those tall oak bars. No one could see over. I was in a cocktail dress. Hair all done up. Make applied like I was walking the red carpet. I unzipped his pants and blew him. I didn’t care. I couldn’t wait until 10 pm to sample his cock. I figured it would be big. He was a burly tall man. Looked like a linebacker. His cock was damn near a foot long. He was struggling to make drinks with my mouth on his shaft, but he didn’t stop me from worshiping his big black cock. While he was shaking a Martini, he blew his load in my mouth. I swallowed every last ounce like it was a White Russian. I pulled out my compact, fixed my face, waited for the coast to clear and mingled until 10 pm.

Phone Sex BBW Glenda Loves Her Big Tits-Do You?

phone sexPhone sex BBWs are very popular. I think it is mostly because we have big tits. Think about it. When was the last time you saw a sexy BBW with small boobs? Us big girls have natural big tits too. Guys love the real ones. I mean mine move when we fuck. They jiggle all over the place when I walk. They are so suckable too. When I was a school girl, my mom freaked out because my tits were bigger than any of the teachers at my school. She feared my breasts would get me unwanted attention. They got me wanted attention! They still do. I am an exhibitionist. I love my curves. I rock my curves. I have no issue showing off my big boobs. I am also not some feminist girl who believes it is wrong to use my boobs or my body to get preferential treatment. Is it my fault so many men love big boobs and I have them? My mom strapped my tits down when I was young, but I let them shine now. Just this morning I was waiting in a long ass line for a new iPhone. An Apple store is the worst, especially this time of year. Two of the Apple geeks saw me shivering outside. My nipples were so hard from the cold, I swear they could have cut glass. They bumped me to the head of the line, lying to the bitchy jealous women that I had a scheduled appointment. I had to thank them right?  We ducked into the stock room while other Apple geeks were helping store patrons. The poor guys had never seen boobs like mine before. I blew them and they titty fucked me. I had two nerd’s cum on my tits when I went back into the store. But guess what? I didn’t wait in the cold for my new phone and I got it with an employee discount, which saved me over $100. Whomever says it’s wrong to use your body to get what you want, clearly doesn’t have big boobs.

Debbie’s Hot Squirting Pussy

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Meeting men has never been a problem for me; however, as a self proclaimed sex addict, I decided to attend some meetings after being prompted by a caring friend. She seemed to think that I think too much about sex and it’s hurting my life in other areas because my focus is always on fucking. Who am I going to fuck next? When can I see them again, etc. Well, what do you expect to find at a meeting for sex addicts? Duh! Other sex addicts! Genius! This one guy was sitting next to me and he was pretty fucking hot. I mean, he really did it for me. Though I tried to focus on the meeting and what people were saying, I couldn’t help but look about the room and notice all the hot guys. All these guys are sex addicts, too? Wow.

After the meeting, I was approached by two different men. The first one had a bad pick up line, and the second was just fucking sexy. We talked in the parking lot for hours. I thought about fucking him almost the entire time. I wanted to sit on his face. Mmmm, I couldn’t wait. We went back to my place and I decided to show him my hot squirting pussy. He fingered me on the couch and made me squirt like a fucking champ. I got a text from him today that said that he is addicted to my hot squirting pussy and he wants more of it. He says that he will never be able to get enough. Uh oh, just what a didn’t need, a clingy motherfucker. I guess it’s on to the next guy, who will hopefully be able to keep his wits about him around my hot squirting pussy. Guys I should warn guys first that I am addictive.

Exhibitionist Phone Sex Gets Rough

He called me up, invited me over for dinner. We’d done this a few times before; I knew what he really wanted. So, I dressed to the nines in some of my finest. I showed up via car service at his front stair, and he was outside waiting for me. He opened my door, and handed me out onto the pavement with a quick peck on the cheek and a compliment.Exhibitionist phone sex

He escorted me the entire way up the stairs, but before we made it completely to his door, he stopped me, turned me around, and bent me over the stair railing. As I am looking straight down this stair-well, seeing clear to the bottom floor, his hands slide up the insides of my thighs. If I hadn’t been breathless from looking at that drop, I certainly was by that point. Then, he terrified me. He lifted my hips up, leaving me relying on my own upper body strength to keep myself from tumbling to my death. I struggled just to take a breath, now, and when I felt his hands start to lower me, I started to sigh in relief, only to have my ass lifted into the air again. This time, when he settled me, I still couldn’t start to catch my breath, as he set me straight down on his cock. He filled me right up, and he stole my breath away for still more moments. By the time I could breathe again, I was breathless with all the exhilaration, and my cunt was flooded, aching for the orgasm he was driving me to. I couldn’t wait. I wrapped my legs behind his and started fucking him back for all I was worth, bringing us both over the edge to our mutual climax.