Nothing makes me feel sexier than to be sensually dominated by a hunky, kinky, strong man who knows how to handle every curve on my yummy body! Bend me over and have your way with me as you fuck my perfect holes ike a savage. Take control of me, flip me around, twist and turn me into all sorts of positions, the freakier you are with me, the better! It feels so damn good when you’re plowing your hard ass boner in and out of my tight pussy slit, I love how your cock throbs for me while we’re getting nasty as fuck! My cunt stays so damn wet for you, my bodily fluids splashing all over while you penetrate. You make me feel so god damn sexy and horny, dominate me with your manhood and bust your huge load of gooey cum inside of me. Watch it ooze out of my pussy, dripping down my thighs, I think that’s so fucking hott! Let’s get romantic and sensual, you make me feel like the most beautiful woman alive.
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I Love Sensual Domination
My Wet Bald Pussy
I love playing with my wet bald pussy. I have a confession. One of the reasons I decided to become a phone whore was that old saying about getting paid for what you love to do. I mean I can’t think of any other job that is legal where you can masturbate while working? Think about it. If you could get paid to stroke your cock from the comfort of your bedroom, you may never leave the house! I am lucky because so many of my callers enjoy mutual masturbation. They want to hear me play with my wet pussy and they enjoy helping me cum. Now of course in this business, I get men who don’t care if I cum or not. They believe they have paid for a service and it’s all about them. I understand that and I will deliver whatever they want. I just may secretly be playing with my puss while I give them what they paid for. The overwhelming majority of my callers enjoy mutual masturbation phone sex, however, so we can get off together. My girlfriends are so jealous too. They can’t believe I get paid good money to cum and talk dirty to strangers. I have a charmed life. I need to thank a former married lover for telling me I should do this for a living. We phone boned all the time. He would be in his car in the garage stroking his cock while I fingered my fat pussy in my bed. Sometimes talking dirty is all we had for weeks because his wife rarely let him out of her sight. Let’s just say I got good at talking dirty on the phone. That married man is history now, but I am grateful he helped mold me into a perfect phone sex whore.
Fuck Boy
This bad Latina bitch likes pain. Is there any asshole out there that could hurt me the way i like being hurt. There is one but, hahaha I love returning that pain twice harder. Don’t be a little bitch get on your fucking knees now, this fine ass ruca is going to punish you for being a little fuck boy. I will fucking spit all over your fucking face, and slap you across your face, while i look all sexy with my whip on my hand. Take it bitch take it, Stay on your fucking knees, start sucking this brown Latina panocha. That’s right fuck boy mamamela. Now stand up, bend over the counter, time for an ass whooping. That don’t mean a little fucking spanking. That means this brown bitch is going to put on her big long fat strap on dildo and give you the fuck of your life. Don’t cry now. You think you could handle this mean short tempered Mexican bitch?
Hardcore Phone Sex – Cookout
I went to a cookout this past weekend in honor of Memorial Day. One of the people my friend had over was her uncle, who was a Viet Nam veteran. He was mostly to himself, hardly saying anything – he seemed to be the strong, silent type. At one point, I found myself alone with him in the kitchen, as we both had been sent to grab things that had been forgotten. I tried to start up a conversation as we both worked on what we needed, but he wasn’t having any of it. I was almost done with what I was sent in for when he finally walked over to me and kissed me hard, I guess to shut me up. I’m not sure if he expected me to take it up a notch, but he surely didn’t react when I did. He lifted my thighs and wrapped me around him as he carried us both to the nearest bedroom. He laid me down on the bed, hardly moving from my embrace except to undo his pants. He slid into me very easily, as I was already wet as fuck, and he started fucking me hard, deep, and slowly. My phone rang, but I wasn’t hearing it, I was fucking this hardcore stud. He was good, too! He moved my body around to all the right angles to hit it deep and rubbed my g-spot. I came so many times, and when he finally came inside me, I was completely exhausted. That man had serious stamina!
BBW Phone Sex
BBW phone sex girls are a hot commodity. Friday night I went to this art all night festival with some of my girlfriends. I have a rubenesque body. It stood out in the hipster crowd last night. Almost all the women there were bean poles. Artsy type men like a full figured woman they can draw. This one guy, a painter, asked me if I had ever done any modeling. I joked that I had not done the good kind of nude modeling. He got instant wood in his pants. He had a studio workshop above this little gallery where we met. He invited me upstairs to check out his work. I thought that was code to check out his cock, but he was actually a painter. Most of his artwork was of bigger woman like me, although I didn’t see any models with tits like mine. He flat out offered me a job as his muse. The way he explained it, he had advance money for a painting a wealthy patron commissioned. He had money to pay me for my time. I guess being a painter’s model is time consuming. I asked him if he thought he should see me naked first to make sure I was the right model. I wanted to fuck him. I was happy to get a paying job, but I was hoping to fuck too. Seeing me naked got the reaction I was hoping for from him. I looked at him with faked surprise and said, “Did I do that?” He just nodded. I did the rest. I got on my knees and blew his hard cock. He was leaking pre cum into my mouth at a rapid rate; I knew he was about to cum. I wanted to fuck him, so I mounted him reverse cow girl. He didn’t last long, but since I am now his model, we have lots of time to work on his stamina.
Cheating phone sex with the most important man in my life
I just got a boyfriend and as I am sure you can imagine my daddy is not too thrilled about that. I know he only wants me to himself. Well one night me and my boyfriend where sitting in my room and he was making out with me and grabbing my tits. His hands where wondering everywhere. He was going up my shirt touching my bare tits, his fingers were finding their way down my pants into my panties and in between my pussy lips.
My dad barged in right when I was starting to stroke his cock underneath his pants. We quickly put our hands back to ourselves and my daddy called my boyfriend out and said it was time for him to go home. My daddy got on top of me and started tracing where his hands had been. He told me that no one would make me feel like he could.
He took my pants off and pumped his cock into my pussy. He was stretching my pussy open and having his balls slapping up across my ass. I love that I can make daddy feel good.
GFE Phone Sex Slut or Submissive Whore?
GFE phone sex girls enjoy being spoiled. I have a variety of sugar daddies. All spoil me with their cocks, some of course are bigger than the rest. Others spoil me with attention. Then others spoil me with presents. I’m easy. I am not a high maintenance phone girlfriend. Some GFE’s demand gift cards, tributes and some resort to black mail. Not me. I am a submissive by birth. Any attention you give me is welcome because I never got much affection from Daddy when I was young. I just got violated repeatedly by him and his friends until I ran away. I have a love hate relationship with being submissive. On one hand, it is all I know. On the other hand, my GFE guys treat me like a princess, which makes me want a much different life than I know I deserve. My phone sex boyfriends treat me better than my real life boyfriends. In fact, I don’t have real boyfriends. I have masters. Masters who don’t like you guys treating me so well. My phone life crossed over into my real life recently. I got an attitude with one of my masters and he said I was taking being a phone GFE too literally. He reminded me that I am just a stupid cunt here for men to use. He then threatened to make me quit my phone job if it happened again. I love this job. I need this job, so I guess I need some of you non GFE guys to step up and get rough with me. Put me in my place, so I don’t forget that I am not really a princess. I am just a stupid submissive whore. Just because I look a certain way, doesn’t mean I deserve to be treated like a goddess. But damn, if I don’t love being treated like a queen.
Shemale Phone sex and the vegan adventure
Sometimes being a tranny means being prepared. Tonight I knew that I was going out with a man known for his massive cock. My tight little tranny pucker-pussy was going to have to be stretched to handle this meat stick. I grabbed my dildo and looked at it, realizing that it wasn’t gonna do the trick. I took a quick look around the house, finding nothing thick enough to handle the job.
Disgusted, I looked in the fridge for a bottle of water and what do I see? Organic vegetables that my sweet neighbor had given me. I grinned to myself as I took a few to the sink. I grabbed the olive oil and lubed myself as I grew harder.
I started with a fat crispy carrot and worked my way up to a big squash. I’ve never felt more vegetarian in my whole life. But the fact remained that I was doing this to get some big fat, juicy meat in that hole. After I got done with the root veggies, I threw them back in the crisper. I would so enjoy watching my roommate eating his dinner later. He may not want any of my perfect tranny cock, but he is sure going to enjoy tasting my ass.
Now that I’m stretched and lubed, I’m off to gt me some protein. A girl can’t survive on plant matter alone. This girl needs rock hard man meat. Meet me for a midnight snack, lover?
Rough Sex Phone Sex with Jillian
I needed a good angry fuck, and I let that show in my performance. Angry music, angry dancing – which led to one of our high rollers flashing a small wad of bills. I met him in our VIP room, and didn’t even bother with the dance. We both knew what we wanted, and there was no point. I stalked right over to him and kissed him with all the anger and pent-up frustration that was in me. He responded by smacking my ass cheeks, hard, and then squeezing them. He pulled them apart and slid his finger into my ass without any further foreplay. His other hand came up and started working my tit hard. I would probably have bruises tomorrow, but he was already feeding my need. He spun me around hard, and before I could say anything, he’d slid his dick deep into my cunt. One hand fisted in my hair and used that for leverage to fuck me while the other dipped his thumb into my ass. He pounded into me, almost tossing me about like a rag doll with how hard he fucked me. It took almost no time for me to get off, but he wasn’t done yet. He fucked me for well over 2 hours in that VIP room, and I lost count of how many times I got off, but damn me, I was well out of my need for an angry fuck when he was done.

















