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Rim Jobs Phone Sex is What Some Men Crave

rim jobs phone sexRim jobs phone sex many men appear to enjoy. But some women enjoy it too. Giving and receiving. My ass becomes a consolation prize to many men. Sometimes, men come into the club and just beg to eat our asses. We call Ryan ass man. And that’s because he pays good money just to eat a sexy girl’s ass. Perhaps it’s his fetish. There are far worse fetishes out there than eating a sexy stripper’s hot ass, right?

Like the typical guy in a club, Ryan does have a wife. But according to him, his wife won’t let him anywhere near her asshole. Not to fuck it and not to rim it either. She does not know what she’s missing. I’m not talking about eating a dirty ass. Me and my fellow stripper babes keep our bodies clean because they are our temples. And our money makers too.

Although the club seemed slow last night, when Ryan came in, most of my girls appeared otherwise engaged with patrons. So, I asked Ryan if he wanted to go into the VIP room with me. His tongue could enjoy some hot ass sex with my beautiful butt. Lots of squats give me a nice round booty. Honestly, I don’t think Ryan cares whose ass he’s eating if he gets to eat some ass.

Some Men Just Want to Worship Hot Ass

So, I hopped up on the couch, twerked my ass to tease him and then spread my cheeks and said come and get it. Ryan crawled onto the floor to get to my ass. His tongue wagging like a horny dog and his dick wanting release from his pants. For an ass muncher, Ryan’s cock appears ample. Plus, I’m not fucking Ryan. Just letting him eat my ass. And he drilled his tongue in the middle of my ass like he was looking for gold. He looked up and down my taint and even fingered my pussy to make me orgasm.

I consider Ryan a submissive boy. He likes to worship women and make them orgasm. Every woman needs a Ryan in her life. Someone who when she snaps her fingers, he’ll crawl between her legs and worship any hole she wants. Wives do not know what they’re missing. I talk to so many men on my phone sex line who just want to eat pussy or ass. They seemed desperate to give a woman pleasure. But the woman in their life never makes any time for them. Her loss is my gain. Brian can worship me and any of my fellow strippers fine hot asses whenever he wants.

By the time we left the VIP room, I came six times. And Ryan came in his pants. About right. I think any submissive man can only handle eating so much ass and pussy before he needs to bust a nut himself. So, what do you say? Do you need a fine ass or pussy to worship. I’m waiting for your tongue.

Cocksucking Phone Sex is My Greatest Skill

cocksucking phone sexCocksucking phone sex might be my greatest skill. Honestly, I learned to suck cock as a schoolgirl. I practiced on garden vegetables because back then I did not own a sex toy. In fact, I’m not sure back then I knew even how to find a sex toy. And long before I lost my virginity, I sucked cock and titty fucked men. I knew I wouldn’t get pregnant from swallowing sperm or wearing it.

But my love for cock sucking and married men started at the same time. Back in my schoolgirl days, I babysat most of my friends baby brothers and sisters. And I was busty even back then. So, I caught the attention of a lot of dads. Some flirted with me. Others seduced me. Those married men taught me a lot about being a good lover. And I learned early on that just because a man has a wife doesn’t mean she’s sucking his cock or fucking him.

So, as I grew up, my cock sucking skills improved and my love for married men phone sex grew stronger. Married men need a cum guzzler and a cock sucker in their lives. And if that cum guzzling cocksucker happens to be well endowed in the boob department, I think that becomes icing on the cake. I grew into my boobs. And I got curvier and hungry for cock. I’ve made it my life’s mission to take care of married men. Suck their cocks, swallow their seed, let them titty fuck me and pussy fuck me and take care of everything else that gets neglected once men say I do.

What Wives No Longer Do, Sexy BBW Glenda Does

Essentially only two kinds of women in this world exist. Women who swallow and women who don’t. And you might be surprised at the ones who swallow. I’m just a sexy BBW next door, but early in my life a married man came in my mouth. And I just knew I needed to swallow it. So, I did. And that look on his face made me feel so good that I knew then I would never spit out cum. I am a cum guzzler for life.

I grew into an excellent cock sucker but also a greedy cum slut phone sex whore too. And I’m more than happy to train your wife to be a good cock sucker too. Most of the men in my city know what their wives won’t do Glenda will. I’m the most popular cock sucker around. Over 100 men rely on me to polish their knobs. And of course, I meet new guys in need of my skills daily. Sometimes I just wish days included more than 24 hours, so I could take care of more married men daily. Just too many men in this world with neglected balls.

GFE Phone Sex Babes Do What Wives No Longer Do

gfe phone sexI love GFE phone sex. In fact, I might have been born for it. Although I came into this world as a submissive sex slave for my father and his cronies, I think I’ve turned my life around quite nicely. I’d be lying if I didn’t say that life’s tough. Most of us struggle financially or in some other way. Being a professional sugar baby means I can take away some of those stressors in your life. And I’m a firm believer that those stressors seem magnified with backed up balls.

When Johnny came into the club, he picked the right woman for the VIP room. I felt a bit salty last night. So, if this man showed me a tiny dick, I planned on providing him with small cock humiliation whether he wanted it or not. Honestly, he surprised me. I towered over this man by several inches. And I did not even wear my highest heels. Short guy. Very loud and boisterous. So, I didn’t expect much between his legs. But he packed an Italian stallion. A nice fat kielbasa sausage. Surprise.

What Wives No Longer Do, Strippers and Phone Babes Do

His story seemed like most of my phone sex callers. Married but for whatever reason the wife no longer polishes his knob. Honestly don’t know why more women don’t just blow their husbands. Even if you don’t feel like fucking, a man will settle for a blowjob. In fact, no man you’ll never say no to a blow job even if he wants to fuck, he will settle for a blowjob. It takes almost no time. I can make a blowjob last, or I can make a man cum in less than a minute with my expert mouth.

Johnny’s balls felt heavy. He got married a decade ago. But once his wife gave birth to their son, she no longer had time for him. That’s a story I hear daily on the phone and in the club. We negotiated a price and I pulled my hair back in a ponytail so that I could focus on his fat sausage. And it didn’t take long. This man paid me $500.00 for something that literally took 3 minutes. Easy money. Much needed release. Two happy people.

Every man needs to let loose his biggest cum shot one way or another. If your wife won’t do, a GFE babe will.

Cum Slut Phone Sex Babes Know How to Show Men Cock Appreciation

cum slut phone sexCum slut phone sex babes get all the men. It’s true. All women really need to do is show a man some cock appreciation. By that I mean a woman should at least gasp when she sees his cock to make his ego feel good. I’m not talking about blowing smoke up a guy’s ass with a 2-inch deck. But anything above 5 inches, a woman should show a little cock appreciation if she wants to keep that man. And then that brings me to the second important part of cock appreciation. Swallowing the cum.

As a professional GFE babe my married men complain often about their wives’ lack of cock appreciation. She doesn’t want to suck it. She doesn’t want to stroke it. And she sure as hell does not want to taste any cum. Why the fuck get married? I think women get married because they want financial security and a family. But as the marriage goes on, they seem less interested in doing the things that they did before they got married. And I’m sorry ladies. But if you snooze you lose. This sexy BBW might steal your man.

A Sexy BBW Waits for the Chance to Shower a Married Man with Cock Appreciation

Over the weekend Oliver and I took a ride in the country. The vibration of his hog always makes my pussy wet. My big, beautiful boobs pressed against his back as we rode through the countryside became foreplay for us. Since nobody was staying in my Airbnb currently, and we passed it on our motorcycle ride, I told him we should stop and fuck. Just being in his presence makes me wet. But when you combine that with the motorcycle ride, I didn’t think I could wait till we got back to my place in the city.

With my hands around his waist to secure myself on the motorcycle, I could feel his ample cock. Even through his jeans I could feel how rock hard his cock became at my touch. I give him the cock appreciation he needs. Every man becomes obsessed with their cock. At one point in life their dick probably served as their best friend. Women don’t need to go over the top with praise. But a little goes a long way. Once we got into my rental farmhouse, we tore each other’s clothes off. And I fell to my knees to give him cock worshiping phone sex.

If Women Swallowed More, There Would Be More Happy Men in the World

He loves the way I take his cock and smack my face and my lips. And he loves watching my tongue swirl all around his big purple head. I could feel my cunt gushing on my fingers as I played with myself as I devoured his cock. He’s a big boy in the cock department measuring over 10 inches with what I would call coke bottle thickness.

That’s not too big for me. I worked my mouth and my hands in unison and even my tits helped too. Before long I begged him to cum in my mouth so I could taste him. And I wasn’t acting. I genuinely enjoy swallowing. I made him cum quickly with my mouth.

 But my tits made him hard again and this time we fucked. He filled my pussy with his cum. And I could feel myself leaking all in my panties as we took a ride on his motorcycle back to the city. People told me all my life that the way to a man’s heart was through the stomach. But I don’t agree with that. However, I do believe if a woman shows cock appreciation for a man and swallows his biggest cum shot, she will hook him forever.

Romantic Phone Sex Sessions with James Takes My Breath Away

romantic phone sexRomantic phone sex sessions are the best. I love exploring different times and different scenarios, especially with James. He knows just how to woo a woman. It makes me swoon every time. Makes me think how much life would be different if I grew up in the 80s instead of the 90s.

It’s a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer; Leavin’ me here on my own; It’s a cruel, (it’s a cruel) cruel summer; Now you’re gone (Bananarama)

I went back to June 1987, in Lansing, Michigan. As a transfer student to Michigan State, on my first night in my new city, I went into this local college bar called Dooley’s. I heard the DJ playing Cruel Summer as I walked in. And I noticed a sad but very handsome man sitting at the bar by himself. I wore a pink dress with some black pumps. 80s video vixen hair teased out. I decided to sit next to him, even though he seemed lost in his thoughts.

I ordered myself a Bartels and James wine cooler and introduced myself to this handsome stranger. But of course, I asked him why he looked so blue. He seemed hesitant to talk, but I was determined to cheer him up. I thought maybe he was a student too, and I could make a new friend. But he graduated two years before. James felt so blue because while he attended Michigan State in the Air Force ROTC program, he met a sweet girl and fell in love.

Hello? Is it me you’re looking for? I can see it in your eyes. I can see it in your smile (Lionel Ritchie)

However, when he told her, he wanted to make love to her, she broke up with him. Broke his heart. So, I put my hand on his listening intently to him. Personally, I think she might have been afraid of her own feelings and a long-distance relationship. All I could think to myself was her loss might be my gain. I felt some sort of instant connection with his handsome, but sad stranger. As I listened to him, telling me about his relationship, the DJ played Lionel Richie’s song Hello. And he asked me to dance.

He wrapped one arm around my waist, and the other one held my hand as we danced. And I felt all tingly inside. A woman knows when she vibes with someone and I thought to myself this might be fate. He looked at me with his beautiful, sad eyes and asked me why somebody so beautiful would choose him. But I think fate might’ve chosen us.

James started to sing the song, and it felt like he sang it directly to me. He told me he felt better. So, I told him he made me feel better too as a stranger in a new city with zero friends. I had a brilliant idea. He booked a hotel stay for an entire week because he planned on spending time with his girlfriend.

I mean, this felt like a first date. Albeit a very special first date. And I wanted him to stay with me for the week. But I didn’t ask that right away. I eased into it and asked him if he just wanted to come back to my apartment full of boxes for a nightcap.

It’s no surprise (love begs, love pleads); It’s what I need; If you’ve got love in your sights; Watch out, love bites (Def Leppard)

Only the bed was assembled in my new pad. Dooley’s was less than a block from my campus apartment, so he walked me home. But first we walked through campus, and he showed me the lay of the land. Beautiful night. The moon shined brightly, illuminating the campus. James became my private tour guide.

And even took me through the gardens. The smell was intoxicating. I could not have asked for a better night or a more handsome tour guide. We even walked by this huge 12 feet tall statue called Spartie, a symbol of the campus.

Neither of us wanted this evening to end. We talked as we walked through campus, discovering each other as we held hands. I felt comfortable and at ease with him. And according to him, I brightened up his world. We discovered a shared love for all sorts of music. So, when we got back to my place, I put some tunes on my boombox and offered him a beer. This day turned around for both of us. Again, this felt like fate.

He took off his dapper blazer, sat on my couch and drank a beer. Such a gentleman. He was not in my house for more than 10 minutes before he wanted to help me unpack. But I told him that could wait till tomorrow. I moved closer to him and suggested he just stay the week with me.

Chances aren’t enough; One’s too good to miss; Chances aren’t too strong; A chance is all there is (Air Supply)

I thought I could save him some money and really get to know him. And I have never been an impulsive girl. However, when something feels like fate you move quickly. My boom box played Air Supply, and we sat on the couch getting to know each other even better. I laid my head on his chest, and I felt his chin rest on my head. We fit like a glove.

The song Chances started to play on the radio, and he asked me to dance. We both slipped off our shoes and found a spot between the boxes to dance. Both of our hearts fluttered. And we kissed. Our first official kiss. The kind of kiss a woman gets lost in.

He wrapped his arms around me and with so much passion our tongues intertwined. The next song that played solidified my notion that this felt like fate at work. Two Less Lonely People in the World played on my boom box and I mustered up the nerve to ask him to make love to me. I do believe Cupid hit us both hard.

I led him into my bedroom. We only needed the bed, so the boxes did not get in our way. He unzipped my dress and I tingled at his touch as my dress fell to the floor. As I stepped out of it, he undid my bra. I turned around to kiss him, and I felt his hands roaming on my perky breasts.

In my life where everything was wrong; Something finally went right; Now there’s two less lonely people in the world tonight (Air Supply)

As we kissed again, my nipples became erect and I could feel his love rocket pressing into me. So, I unzipped his pants and unleashed his love muscle. As I started to stroke his cock, I also began to move slowly backwards towards my bed. I led him by his magnificent cock, and we fell back into my bed.

I wrapped my legs around him while I continued to stroke his cock, and we kissed passionately. He pulled my panties off, and I tugged his boxers down. Eventually, we were naked on my bed and in the 69 position. I greedily took his love gun deep down my throat as he began licking my love canyon up and down.

 His tongue felt amazing on my private garden. I could feel him spreading my lips and plunging his tongue up and down, back-and-forth, and in and out. No doubt he tasted every inch of me. I started gushing all over his face as I felt his member throb down my throat.

My thighs trembled, and my body stiffened because I knew I was about to cum on his face. But James wanted me to cum. Such an intimate moment with somebody I’d only known for a few hours. But it honestly it felt like I’d known him for decades. He seemed hungry for my pussy juice. And he didn’t let up even after I orgasmed.

Tonight I fell in love with you; And all the things I never knew; Seemed to come to me somehow (Air Supply)

He kept eating my pussy tasting all those juices. He told me my sweet honey served as his reward. By that time, I started convulsing. I tried to take his cock deeper down my throat. And I could feel myself falling in love with a man I just met. I felt desperate to make love to him. I told him how much I wanted him deep inside of me. And that I wanted his biggest cum shot.

I climaxed all over his face again. After my third orgasm, he finally agreed to give my love garden his love muscle. We made love like a newlywed couple who knew each other for years. I could taste my love nectar on his face as we kissed. His cock felt ready for this very special mission. I grabbed that beautiful rock-hard cock and guided it deep inside of my pussy. As I moaned his name in pleasure, he entered my love canal. And it slid in easily because he soaked me with his tongue.

My womanhood grabbed his love stick, and we began pumping and grinding back-and-forth. Honestly, I do not think any man ever made me that wet. My legs wrapped around him tightly, pulling him into me deeper. He gazed into my eyes as he pumped that throbbing, loving gun deep into me.

His love rocket made me cum again. I started to quiver and shake. Beads of sweat dripping off us both. When we kissed, we could taste each other’s salt. I was falling in love with a man I just met as I came third time on his cock. His rocket kept pounding away, hitting deep inside of me. His balls slapped my lips with each stroke. My love garden gripped his rocket harder and I came again.

Two less lonely people in the world; And it’s gonna be fine; Out of all the people in the world; I just can’t believe you’re mine (Air Supply)

I begged him to cum inside of me. And he did. His rocket shot a massive load inside of my pussy coating my walls of love. We both laid there drained physically. I sank into his arms, feeling sweaty and super wet. But I still basked in the glow of it all. James collapsed into my body, and I wrapped him in my arms. What a wonderful chance encounter. In that moment, he agreed to stay at my place for the remainder of his stay in Michigan. So, we could have many more nights together.

Two less lonely people in the world that night. That magical night. The best medicine for getting over somebody is to get under somebody new. I had to pinch myself to realize this happened. This was not just some wild fantasy phone sex dream. This was reality. Two strangers, one suffering from a broken heart, the other suffering from social anxiety, met at the perfect time to help each other out. And it felt like the start of something beautiful and magical; something that seemed predestined to last forever.

Tranny Phone Sex Babes Stay in High Demand

tranny phone sexMen crave tranny phone sex. Girls like me wouldn’t be in the adult industry if there wasn’t a high demand. And I’m glad men want me and women like me. The traditional workforce comes with lots of limitations and lack of acceptance. But the adult industry seems very welcoming. Men know what they’re getting. No surprises.

But sometimes I still meet a man who doesn’t know about my panty surprise. While I’m spending my hot girl summer in Colorado, I still get out to bars and clubs at least once a week. And I went to a trans friendly bar Friday night and met Billy. Perhaps he did not realize he went into a trans bar. Or maybe he preferred to play dumb. He bought me drinks and we chatted. Although he’s a tourist, we discovered we live in the same hometown. Small world. Perhaps fate.

He invited me back to his place and I took a gamble and went. Usually, I prefer the home-field advantage as a shemale domination porn star. But of course, I assumed he knew about what I tuck discreetly in my panties. Based on his reaction, when my cock popped out of my pretty purple thong, I don’t think he realized he went to a trans bar. At first, I thought I might need to leave. And I started to leave and then he apologized for being so rude. He asked me to sit down on the couch with him and just talk with him.

Even Though I am Dominant, I Prefer Not to Ruin Your Asshole Unless You Want it Ruined

He never saw a 10-inch cock coming on sexy woman, he said. But I explained that I am still a woman. I just happen to have a bigger dick than a lot of men. After we talked for about a half hour, he seemed willing to suck my cock. But I did need to guide him through the process. Honestly, he didn’t do too bad. I could tell though that he never sucked cock before.

Eventually, I worked him up to try my cock in his ass. With plenty of lube and patience, I can make any man’s first anal encounter feel pleasurable. I don’t like to make it hurt during a hot ass sex session. However, sometimes it just does because I’m not exactly small. I instructed Billy how to breathe. Plus, I gave him some poppers to relax his sphincter muscle. And the great thing about fucking Billy’s tight asshole is that I might be able to fuck it again in the future when I’m back in my city.

Although I did give him a good workout and filled his ass full of cum, I didn’t break him. He came hard too. Despite being dominant, if you’re a nice guy, I don’t want to destroy your ass. But I don’t give a fuck about your asshole if you act like a douche canoe. Us meeting felt like fate. Two strangers from the same city meeting in a trans bar in a different city. I’ll fuck his ass again. In fact, I might fuck, his ass again tonight. Are you jealous?

Hot Ass Sex is a Consolation Prize for Men with Average Cocks

hot ass sexI enjoy hot ass sex. My ass does not seem to be the size queen that my pussy is. In fact, sometimes if I like a guy but I find his cock too small for my pussy, I offer up my ass as a distraction. Most men never get anal from their wives or their partners. So, when I see their cock and I know it’s not going to do anything spectacular for my pussy, I get on all fours and I twerk my ass. Sort of like a constellation prize but protects their ego.

As women, we sometimes play games like this. Some men, we don’t worry about crushing their egos. As a phone sex slut and a stripper, I do try to handle fragile egos the best I can. Sometimes that involves blowing smoke up a man’s ass and other times it’s finding an alternative that satisfies us both. And I do that in my personal life too.

Recently, I met Joe at the club. An incredibly sweet and nice man. Spoils me. Never comes at me with ego. He possesses the kind of energy most women want. He appears calm, gentle and genuinely nice. Because of his vibe, I let him take me out on a date. And he acted like such a gentleman.

Cock Size Matters, But It is Not Everything

In a world where so many men idolize assholes like the Tate brothers, it feels good to be around genuinely nice men who do not think I exist solely for their sexual pleasure. I wanted to fuck him. But when we got naked at my place, I discovered his cock measured barely 5 inches. My pussy wants at least double of that.

I had absolutely no reason to be mean to Joe. Some women would find any excuse to get out of there, so they didn’t have to fuck a 5-inch dick. Some men deserve small dick humiliation because their egos are the size of Montana when they sport dicks smaller than my Chihuahua’s package.

Joe’s dick seem to be the only disappointing thing about him. But he knew I deserved a bigger dick. So, I looked him straight in the eyes and told him he had enough for me. Just a little white lie. And I offered him my ass.

Nice Men without False Bravado Deserve TLC Too

I could feel him in my ass. And he rubbed my pussy as I bounced on his cock, making me cum. The way he looked at me afterwards made me feel amazing. I think despite all of Joe’s kindness, most women dine and dash with him. But I do believe that women should reward men who treat them well.

It honestly is hard to find nice guys anymore. They seem like a dying breed. And I know men will say the same thing about women. And I hear that too. Plenty of gold diggers and lazy ass women who want a man to support them exist in this world also.

But I find nothing wrong with giving a man who treats me well some much-needed TLC.  I’m a GFE phone sex babe. I love taking care of worthy men. Although I hope Joe and I will go out again, I won’t be crushed if we don’t either. But I do think men who treat us well should be rewarded. Call it positive reinforcement. At my age I refuse entertain assholes with tiny dicks. But nice men with s small or average equipment, I find no harm in lowering my standards for a night because some things matter more than cock size.

Naughty Neighbor Phone Sex Drains Your Balls if You Live Near Me

naughty neighbor phone sexPersonally, I just love naughty neighbor phone sex. Trust me. I know how to seduce a neighbor. And I know how to seduce a neighbor’s son too. The couple that lived behind me seem pleasant enough. The wife gives me cold stares. Perhaps she’s thinking about what all wives think about. They want to know if this sexy BBW will take my husband. Although some truth exists there, I mostly just borrow them. And I only borrow them from wives who refuse to uphold their marriage contract

The neighbors behind me went out of town. And I saw this cute handsome, much younger, man walking their dogs. He seems to be staying there in their absence. So, when he was playing fetch with their pooch, I made sure he caught me nude sunbathing.

What can I say? I’m an exhibitionist phone sex slut too. I love all eyes on me. He saw me and came to the fence to introduce himself. Turns out he is their son. And a Carnegie Mellon student also. Smart boy. But I did wonder if that saying like father like son is true. Daddy packs some heat in his pants.

This felt like my chance to find out. When I saw the massive chubby in his shorts, I knew why they say like father like son. The fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree. I got up with my big boobs bouncing, introduced myself, and pointed to his crotch and asked if I did that. But refrained from using my Urkel voice. He could barely talk. It almost felt like he had never seen a set of boobs before. When I invited him over, he hopped the fence like a gazelle.

Now I Can Brag That I Fucked a Father and His Son

So, I led him upstairs to my bedroom, so I could worship his cock. Daddy loves my oral skills. I think Junior does too. He just sat there while I polished his knob with his goofy dumbfounded look on his face. I always wanted to brag about fucking a father and son. Now I can. But the boy lacked in some basic rudimentary sex skills. So, I taught him how to eat my wet bald pussy. If you can eat pussy, you can rule the world.

The boy seemed like a quick study. He buried his face between my legs for hours practicing his tongue work. His parents went backpacking through Europe. And I know my neighbor will go crazy. His wife never spreads her legs. So, he will be gone for several months with no pussy. I guess that means when he comes back, he will ravage me like a drill sergeant. In the meantime, I have Junior to keep my pussy company.

Accomplice Phone Sex Milf Rita Has The Best Fun

I am Rita, a super taboo and naughty mommy who thrives on wild encounters. And Accomplice phone sex opens up a taboo realm of pleasure. As I am the accomplice to you getting that young pussy.
First, I swipe through Tinder profiles until I find a guy who seems open to something naughty. And an initial meeting where my littles end up having to accompany me.
So, my babysitter canceled, and I really did not want to stand you up. Therefore, I am now able to really gauge your interest in some hot, tight little bodies.
Next, I arrange a quick meetup at my place, already wet with anticipation. Of course, we set up a date for Dinner. And you pick me up. But I have other thoughts.
Therefore, I came across a problem with my babysitter again. She hasn’t shown up. And I decided we can just skip dinner. Obviously, you are completely fine with that.
Next, I greet him at the door in a tiny robe that barely covers my curves. After that, I drop to my knees right away and pull out your cock to start sucking it deep.

Accomplice Phone Sex Allows Us to Explore the Forbidden

Consequently, I call my brats into the room while my mouth stays busy on your cock. Then, I keep bobbing my head as they watch and begin touching their tight pink bald pussies.
After that, I climb onto your lap and sink my pussy down onto your cock. And I am riding you now while the brats move closer.
Now, I ride your cock hard. And I guide their hands to join in. Thus, turning the hookup into a filthy family scene. And it’s one that leaves everyone satisfied and craving more. 
Finally, the perfect hook-up is what my new Lover gets and that jailbait love is exactly how those balls get drained.
Accomplice Phone Sex

GFE Phone Sex Means Sometimes I Must Violate My Standards

gfe phone sexIt’s no secret I consider myself a switch, but I love being a GFE phone sex provider. I love exploring different fantasies with men. And I can be a bad ass bitch too. But I prefer to be a sweet, loving girlfriend who takes care of her man. Recently one of my besties needed help with a client. She’s a high-end escort. And her rich client wanted another blonde playmate to join them.

Although I do work in the adult industry, I do not escort. Not saying I haven’t in the past, but I hooked sporadically when I need the money. Women do things for money. My friend wanted to keep this client happy because he gets demanding. She didn’t want to reach out to another escort. My friends help me all the time, so I never mind paying it back.

So last night we met with this guy. He took us out on his yacht. Not often a girl like me ends up on a yacht. Beautiful night to sail too. My friend did not properly prepare me for this client though. Minuscule cock. I felt sorry for him.

No wonder he acts so flashy and brags about his money and boats. Usually, the guys with the biggest egos overcompensate for tiny packages. She knows that I am a size queen and probably refrained from telling me about his tiny dick out of fear I would not show up.

It tracks though. He needs to pay for sex with that tiny dick. And I do plenty of phone sex humiliation calls with men with tiny packages. But I knew this guy did not want that. He honestly thought he could fuck us to death. No way you can fuck anybody to death with a pinky dick.

Girlfriends Help Girlfriends In All Sorts of Ways

 We started out giving him a show. Men love girl on girl action. Our sexy striptease ended with us in the 69 position in front of our client. So, I ate her pussy until she squirted on my face. I wanted to make sure she could orgasm a few times because I knew Mr. tiny dick wouldn’t make any of us orgasm.

I will admit he’s what I call a grower not a shower. His tiny dick grew a few inches thankfully. Still not enough to satisfy two hot GFE providers though. Before the girl-on-girl action, it looked like a frightened turtle hiding in a shell. All he could do with us would be to teabag us. But our little show made him grow enough to fuck us. When you have a tiny dick, you cannot fuck a woman roughly. That’s impossible. But we gave our best Academy award winning performances

The client seemed happy. He came inside both of us. Not that we felt anything, but he seemed happy. And although we did not feel sexually satisfied, we did feel financially satisfied. He paid us handsomely for the tag team experience. We came home and I broke out one of my strap on dildos and we fucked each other properly. And we laughed about Mr. tiny dick. We both enjoy small cock humiliation phone sex, but sometimes women need to make hard choices for our financial benefit. And this was one such choice. We made each other cum with my dildo. And we laughed all the way to the bank.