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Edge Play Phone Sex Just a Nibble

Edge Play Phone SexI think my dentist may have a thing for teeth…

Like in a total creepy way.

Every time I go to the dentist to get work done on my teeth. He seems to have an unnatural glee about my pearly whites. He tells me how beautiful they are, how white and perfect, and how it’s his duty to help keep them that way.

I swear that every time we’re done with him poking and prodding around my mouth he has a huge boner and I’m not sure what to do.

He’s becoming much more forward though, trying to schedule cleanings each week. Giving me lots of free toothpaste and floss. Taking a bit longer each time he cleans them.

I decided to test my dentist to be sure it wasn’t all my imagination.

The next time I was in for a teeth cleaning I bit lightly on his finger as he was running his finger tip along my molars. I swear he moaned, his eyes glazed over, and he shuddered.

“Oh my…” he whimpered his knees seeming to out from under him as I sucked on that gloved finger in my mouth, wiggling my jaw back and forth with that light pressure. Forcing his finger to run along those molars as I sucked on his finger. Before pulling his finger from my mouth with one last nip.

His eyes were unfocused and he looked like he was in heaven. This was fun!

I he bit his bottom lip as I pulled his glove from his hand. Biting the side of his palm, just hard enough to leave teeth impressions on his hand. Then I nibbled on one finger to the next starting with the pinky. Ending on the pointed finger where I bit, ground my teeth lightly against his finger, my tongue running along his skin.

He was panting by now, his body quivering and shaking. It was then I noticed a large and new wet spot on his trousers! I had made him cum himself just by chewing on his finger! I can’t wait to see what else these teeth can make him do.

Extreme Punishment

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Daddy didn’t always punish me by brutally forcing his cock and fingers into my ass…he was very creative when punishing me. He wanted me to learn to be the biggest submissive slut and he succeeded. I remember one time in particular. I came home from school and Daddy was home, early. I still had on the makeup he had so strictly ordered I not wear. “You’re too young to wear makeup” “You look like a whore when you wear that filth”… He would say these things every time I brought up wearing it. I had on thick eyeliner and there was no hiding that from Daddy. A soon as he took one look at my fucking face he was smacking me around and preparing me for my ‘whore punishment’. My k9… a big boy at that was a mere feet away and my Daddy used him to his advantage. Knowing he would easily be able to get me to start sucking on that slimy pink dick. He laughed in my humiliation as I sucked it, and as I got on my hands and knees to take that cock. I was submissive and obedient not fighting Daddy at all, because I fucking knew I was a nasty little slut. Daddy told me to go clean the bathroom, but with my mouth and that’s when I buried my face in the toilet and cleaned the rim. Of course afterwards Daddy fucked me like a nasty whore and covered my face with his load – smearing my makeup even more and telling me that this is what a whore looks like. Daddy was right then, and Daddy is right now – I am what a whore looks like.

Foot Fetish Phone Sex Wendy

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You see those sexy feet baby? They’re all yours now to do with whatever you may like. Painted sparkly and pink just tingling over the thought of you suckling and licking between my toes. That’s what really makes me squirm and gets those juices going deep in my wet bald pussy. You know you want to massage my feet until I’m moaning softly and writhing seductively across my bed spread. The taste of my sweet little toes is already beginning to make your cock hard and throb with excitement isn’t it? After you’re done licking and sucking on my toes you can rub some warm baby oil all over them so that I can give you a long, orgasmic foot job. Stick your bare cock between my hot oiled up feet so you can thrust back and forth until you bust all over my petite smooth feet. The only thing that will be showing after you’ve ejaculated all over my feet is my pretty pink toes, baby. My favorite color on my toenails is your cum!

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Accomplice Phone Sex: Dinner to Order

Accomplice Phone SexMaster’s tastes have been getting a bit more extreme…

I think the hunting games have affected him more than he lets on.

Lately he’s been telling me how good I look, how tasty I am. He’s been pinching my thighs and waist. Telling me that I was to skinny and needed to eat more, that I’d fill out so nicely. I was really starting to fear for my own skin but… Master told me to go find a girl that matched what he was looking for.

A woman who was young, plump in all the right places, and who would cook well and be tasty.

Well, I did my best. I met a girl named Stephanie. She was pretty, vegan, kinda bitchy and annoying and someone I don’t think I’d really miss and I enjoyed the ironic yet morbid humor of what my plans were with her.

We had met online on a site for prospective models, her posts were desperate and she promised she would do anything as long as it was a paid gig. So of course I sent her an e-mail. I promised her an upfront pay of 200$ for just an interview, a view of her naked, and the discussion of the fetish material we’d be producing.

She took up that offer right away and was soon knocking on our door. Wearing much to much makeup and perfume. I smiled and invited her in, showed her the $200 I had with me and explained if she was selected and pictures were taken that we would pay her another $800 and I could see her excitement. So I took her to the basement and showed her the cage that my Master had purchased and informed her that many of the pictures would be taken in this and to get in so we could see if it was comfortable.

She was so giddy she didn’t take a second thought before she stepped into the cage and I closed the door. The lock falling into place. She looked at me confused and hurt. “What are you doing?”

I smiled sweetly. “Oh, it’s nothing this is just part of it. Strip for me while I get the camera to take some test shots. I have to get some of these to show my boss, and if you want the other $800 it’s a requirement.” she still looked worried but did as asked. I turned from her going through a bag before I came back, shooting her through the bars with the taser I had pulled from the bag.

She fell to the floor, twitching uncontrollably and pissing herself… It was pathetic.

Now the real work began though. I took a syringe from the bag, injecting her with a simple drug to keep her asleep while I worked. Based on the reviews online on petmed it didn’t affect the meat of food stock and helped to create a more humane slaughter and a softer more tender meat.

Dragging her out of the cage I got to work, putting an enema bag with a saline solution up her bag I let it drain into her, watching her stomach expand as I worked on shaving the limp doll like body of all it’s hair. Not missing any strand. Even removing her eyelashes and eyebrows as well as the long brown hair on top of her head. When that was done I pulled the enema needle from her ass, knowing she had already pissed made this step easier. I pushed on her stomach, pushing out all the salt water and shit onto the concrete floor. Then, I hosed her off. Using a stone and soap I exfoliated all the top layer of skin off leaving her smooth, shiny, and pink.

Now was the real hard part, dragging all that dead weight upstairs. Master had purchased a special pan for roasting women like this, and a spit. He totally redid our kitchen and I feel that with the work that went into it I wanted to surprise him. So I took the spit off of the open faced stone oven and used metal wire to tie her wrists, neck, ankles, hips, and chest to the spike before I began preparing her.

I put an apple in her mouth, securing it with another wire around her head to hold the apple gag in place. Then I took spices, pineapple, soy and sesame oil, onions, and celery and stuffed her pussy full until no more would fit inside of her. Then did the same with her ass. Making sure she was fully stuffed of all these yummy things before I prepared her skin.

Taking a sharp paring knife I scored her skin. Making her covered in long X’s that would cook her skin into a rind while allowing the extra fat to drip off and leaving her meat moist and tender.

Cleaning up the blood as best as I could before I took the seasoned oil we’d prepared with basil, garlic, oregano and a few other choice things covering her from head to toe with this oil.

She was starting to wake up, and I could hear the door close as Master came in. He grinned widely even as she began to cry, scream, and realize every cut was burning with oil and salt.

“Master… Will you help me put her over the fire?” I asked, my cheeks flushing at his pleasure. He was more than happy to help me and we watched together as she spun over and over, the fire licking at her flesh. Curling her skin. And eventually she stopped struggling and I have to admit… She didn’t smell half bad.Snuff Phone Sex

Fucking Rag Doll

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I love feeling the weight of a grown man bearing down upon me as he thrusts hard into my pussy. There’s nothing I crave more than a man ravaging my little body for his own personal needs. I try to behave but I just need to feel something. Ever since daddy spanked me repeatedly and made my little cunny run wet all down my slender little thighs, I’ve wanted a man to handle me right. Daddy doesn’t really wanna play like I do, even though I’m trying to behave. So I need men who know how to please a little girl like me until I’m cumming all over myself and moaning nonstop. I need a man with a fat and juicy cock who can fill me up whole and push me over the edge, holding me in place and using me like a fucking rag doll. You can please me the way that I want my daddy to. I bet you’re even better at spanking than he is. I need a man who is not afraid to spank me even when my ass is completely covered in welts with tears rolling down my face. Are you the man I need you to be? My adult phone sex lines have no limits.

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Snuff Phone Sex The Hunting Game

Snuff Phone SexMaster is getting into some seriously weird shit.

I’m starting to worry…

He got invited to this thing called the “hunting game” where apparently various Masters hunt girls and then they eat them… I’ve never really heard of that type of play before and it sounded a little extreme. Even for me.

He wanted to go though so off we went for the 4 hour drive to the middle of nowhere. I could tell that I looked nervous because Master kept doing his best to comfort me and assure me that everything would be okay. That I would be part of the kitchen staff and no one would hunt me.

I couldn’t shake this feeling of unease though and as we pulled into the long driveway to a nicely sized home he stopped behind the others that had already arrived.

The other Masters greeted mine with joy and even offered me a handshake and explained where the kitchen was and that the other girls would explain my duties when the time came. Then they brought Master a gun, it was a hunting rifle like one that would be used for deer and didn’t have any of the orange marks that a bb gun would have or a Co2 tank as with an air gun.

I opened my mouth to ask if it was a real gun but the look my Master gave me shut me up. He did not want me to embarrass him in front of the others by questioning his motives. So, I waited, quietly until one Master called out for his slave to take me to the kitchen and explain.

She looked nervous also, talking too quickly as she pointed out various objects around the house. Taking me out back to show me the cage of “pigs” which were all women with a pig snout tied onto their faces. Most of them were crying, huddled together, and when they saw us they begged for us to help them.

I wanted to help them so bad, find out what was going on… I don’t know why they were so scared, it was just a game the Master’s played right? The look the other slave gave me though, begged me to do as I was told and not to ask questions. It made me wonder if the girls in the cage were the ones who did…

She took me to a fire pit outside of the kitchen, it was huge and looked almost as if it could roast a full sized pig or cow on the spit that ran across it. “We’re going to be using this mostly for tonight’s dinner. This hunting game should last only 4 nights and we will be expected to cook a meal each of those nights without question or complaint.” that statement put me right back into my nervous state and it only got worse when I heard the sound of screeching metal combined with girls screaming and begging. “Move you fucking sluts!” a male voice yelled and I had a feeling the games were about to begin…

I was taken to the kitchen with other sober slaves, all preparing food for later. Peeling potatoes, cutting onions, it was obvious they were getting ready for a feast but there was no meat at anyone’s station. Before I could question it I was placed with the girls who were peeling potatoes and lost myself in the task until I heard raucous laughter and cheers of victory. “We caught two sweetling.” a blood covered man came into the kitchen and kissed the slave who showed me around with passion. He was worked up from the hunt I thought, and obviously from the butchering of the animal they caught. As more men were bringing in skinned haunches of meat and placing them into the freezer.

“You know what to do now baby.” and she nodded, smiling at him with a caress to his hard cock. “Alright girls! Time to go outside and roast the pig!’ she commanded. Leading us all out where I saw one of the girls from the cage… Her snout gone, her eyes glassy and unseeing, and her belly cut open where she had obviously been gutted and threaded through the spit. It going in her ass and out her mouth. The girls, without saying a word moved to tie her hands with metal wires behind her back, and her ankles up and to her thighs where her knees were connected under the spit to keep her limbs from flopping. A girl looked at me wondering why I wasn’t helping and the leader gave me a straight razor to shave her hair off…

I wasn’t sure I wanted to be here anymore… What did Master get involved in and would I have to do the unthinkable tonight? I was not looking forward to dinner.

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My Skills Are A+!

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Sitting at my desk in class once again and I can’t seem to focus on any of my work. My pussy is just throbbing and won’t stop. As my mind fantasizes about thick cocks and eager tongues the bell rings and I’m drawn from my imagination back to reality to find that I’ve not filled out anything on my quiz. And class is over. Everyone filters out of the room and I saunter over towards Mr. Adams desk to sit upon it locking down at him with an innocent smile. I ask him if he has an extra credit options and he looks down my body slowly and nods slowly with a delicious smirk upon his sexy lips. He stands up abruptly from his chair and grabs my hips, turning me around and forcefully bending me over the side of his desk. His burly hands slide up the bare skin of my ass cheeks only to grip them apart and slide my G string to the side. His hard and ready cock pulsates against my sensitive clit make me moan and grip the sides of his deck as my hips begin to sway back and forth in anticipation for the pounding I’m about to receive. He thrusts hard without hesitating any longer and fills my tight little wet pussys instantly, pushing a cry of pleasure from my trembling lips. He fucks me harder and harder until my hips are bruised from hitting the edge of his deck, but I don’t care. My pussy has already been drained twice now and my knees grow weaker with every thrust. This Teacher has  no limits. He thrusts one last time into me and holds me there as I whimper and quiver beneath his embrace. He leans down and Whispers that I can have as much extra credit as I want with the tight little pussy I have.

Wet bald pussy gets a Workout

Wet bald pussySince becoming a unicorn for the Hyndman’s I’ve been getting fat…

Not because of lack of exercise. Both Mr. and Mrs. keep me a very happy girl. But, it turns out Mrs. Hyndman not only likes to use her tongue on young girls but feed them too! And she makes amazing cookies, I don’t know how to tell her no…

So I bought a gym membership to help get some of my girlish figure back. I didn’t know when I’d went though that the personal trainer they’d give me would so… Yummy.

I came here to get away from snacks and here they were putting me with one I just wanted to eat all up.

I think he felt the same way, because with every demo of each exercise he let his hands linger, caress along my skin, I could feel his eyes watching my tits and ass as I bent, twist, pulled, pushed and worked up a general sweat and sopping wet pussy.

He worked me hard, all my muscles burned, and I just wanted to relax and be fucked and so when he walked behind me. Put his lips by my ear and his hands on my arms, let me feel that impressive and hard cock against my ass and asked me “Let’s go to a private room and we can try some… yoga to help wind down.”

I nearly came right then and just nodded. He lead me to a little private room with mats on the floor, I wonder how many other trainers brought their charges here for this private cool down. I didn’t have long to question it though before I found my body pressed against his and his lips devouring mine.

His cock was so big… And he showed positions I’d never tried before.

I can’t wait until our next session.

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I got a unique call the other day that I really had fun with. He was super into hair, and he loved mine. Apparently, he loved how soft and smooth and silky and fragrant mine looked. I told him that I wash with a strawberry scented shampoo and conditioner, and I rarely use any product to style it. That turned him on like mad.

So, right there on my patio, I stripped down to nothing. I stripped him of all his clothes, and then laid him down on one of my chaise loungers. With his hard cock sticking straight up, I knelt down next to the lounger and I swung my hair over his face as I leaned in to kiss him. I let my hair trail up and down his chest before taking it in my hand and tracing patterns over each of his nipples and all of the hairs in between. I drug it down each of his arms, kissing each little patch of skin as it reappeared from beneath the cloak of my hair. As I reached his fingertips, I moved the curtain that was my hair back to his belly, and I ran it over each inch of his belly and into his belly button, again kissing each little patch of skin as it reappeared.Fetish phone sex

Once I’d completed his entire torso, I moved down his left leg, dragging my hair and trailing kisses the entire way. I finally got to his toes, and I kissed and sucked each of them in turn. Then, I trailed my way up his right leg, again following the curtain of my hair with a line of kisses. When I got back to his groin, I allowed the curtain of my hair to shield my actions from him. I slowly lowered my mouth over his cock, and he could only feel the sensation of my hair brushing over his thighs and groin, and the warm moisture of my mouth slowly enveloping his dick. I allowed my hair free roam of his groin area as I sucked him off, and I allowed him to cum in my mouth. He came so hard, it took several swallows to get all the semen down. He seemed thoroughly spent and well-pleased after that session.

 

Naughty Neighbor Phone Being a Unicorn

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So, Mr. Hyndman has a pool. I’d already been fucking around with him for awhile but as it’s been really hot I’ve been wanting to have Naughty Neighbor Phone Sex even more as it meant I’d get to go swimming.

The problem though was that Mrs. Hyndman was staying home more because of the heat.

She still had no idea that her husband and I were fucking while she was gone and I knew both of us wanted to keep it that way. So I was trying to figure out a way to go over and swim that Mrs. Hyndman would be okay with.

So I went over, trying to be the charming Naughty Neighbor Phone Sex whore I knew I was.

“Hello Mrs. Hyndman! I was wondering if I could swim in your pool? I’ll clean your pool for you…” I appealed, stopping as I realized I was rambling.

“Of course not dear, of course you can swim.” she led me into the house, her hand on my back her fingers caressing my skin. “Did you remember sunscreen?”

I shook my head, I didn’t usually use it and felt myself flush as she tsked at me. She was so motherly and I wasn’t used to it. “Your skin is much too pretty dear to let the sun ruin it.” she smiled at me again. I was getting an odd feeling from her, and she left to go get a bottle. I looked to Mr. Hyndman and he was watching after her too, he looked to me and shrugged. Just as confused as I was.

As she came back she had changed into her own swimming suit also and giggled like a girl. “I figured why don’t we all go swimming?” she squirted some of the thick white liquid into her hand and told me to turn around. “I’ll do your back and then you can do mine.”

I couldn’t shake the feeling she was flirting with me, but I also couldn’t imagine Mrs. Hyndman doing that. As her hands spread the sunscreen over my back she pushed in with her fingers. It felt nice, really nice and I felt myself moan. As I did she paused for a second and I could hear her breath hitch and feel her hands tremble just so.

I knew it… I turned to look at her and she started to protest but I leaned forward kissing her. She squeaked in surprise before she moaned against my mouth. I took her hands and put them under the bikini top, breaking the kiss just long enough to whisper. “I think I need some here too.” I felt her tremble against me as her hands massaged and squeezed my breast.

My. Hyndman came down and I heard him stop as he just watched us.

We did a lot of exploration that night, all three of us, and I learned what it was to be a Naughty Neighbor Phone Sex whore and a unicorn.