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Shemale Phone Sex Stars Will Gang Bang Your Ass for Pay or Play

shemale phone sexShemale phone sex stars make bank nowadays. When I first transitioned, not many girls like me existed in the adult world. Now you find us everywhere. And that’s because men find us attractive. But I think we also spike their curiosity. So, when I do nude modeling, they pay me a lot more. And I have shemale friends in the adult industry as porn stars, escorts, Only Fans or cam girls and other phone girls too. Plus, I have a few friends with normal jobs too.

Even though currently all I do is pose nude and talk dirty, I still get recognized for some of my early content. Plus, I get recognized from my phone site too. I do love fucking a tight ass regardless if I’m doing it for pay or play. I love being a dominant phone sex tranny. That’s because the men I talk to on the phone tell me that their wives would never let them explore a sexy tranny fucking their ass. So, phone fantasies seem to be the best that most of you can hope for.

If You Want One Tranny Fucking Your Ass, You Will Not Mind More

But sometimes I meet a fan boy in a public setting. Last Thursday some of my girlfriends and I went to a concert. Beautiful night. Outdoor show. We gussied ourselves up looking fine and turning heads as we walked around the venue. Guys offered to buy us adult juice boxes, which is simply wine in a box. And one guy invited us to join him in the VIP section. He seemed like a very big VIP because he had his own little area with lots of other seats but nobody else in them.

And as far as we knew, he did not know about our panty surprises. But after the show he invited us to keep partying with him back at his hotel suite. Turns out we stayed in the same hotel as him. But we did not have the penthouse suite. Get this. He paid for our hotel room for the night. And he knew about our panty surprises. While he knew about mine because according to him, he considers himself a huge fan of my work. And he just assumed that my friends would be like me. He wanted a tranny gangbang. So, we gave it to him.

Men who want a hardcore ass fucking from me will take it from all my friends too. We bent him over the wet bar in his penthouse suite and fucked his ass hard. We left it gaping and oozing cum. But that’s exactly what he wanted. It seems to be what many of you want. Maybe not a tranny gangbang but at least one dominant tranny gaping that tight puckered asshole and finding that G spot. So, do you want to be next?

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.

Cuckolding Phone Sex Means White Husbands are Beta Bitch Boys

cuckolding phone sexCuckolding phone sex therapy is what I do best. Of course, my specialty is interracial cuckolding. If you want your woman to cheat, then you should let her cheat up. Let her feel a massive cock for the first time so she can realize what she’s been missing all these years with you. A lot of men call me, and they tell me they want their wives to cuckold them, but they don’t want them to cuckold them with big black cocks.

And then there are the other men who do want their wives to fuck black men, but they want to involve race play with that. I laugh at that too. Here’s my thinking. Men who don’t want their wives to fuck black men often don’t want their wives soiling their bodies with a different race. It’s not so much that they mind their wife cheating. They just don’t want her to cheat outside of their race. And the cuckold phone sex men who want me to use racial slurs get off more on the race play aspect than their wife’s sexual satisfaction.

My husband knows not to use the N word because most of my studs will smack the shit out of him. In fact, most of my black lovers would smack the shit out of any white man telling his wife to enjoy that Nigger dick. Black cock is superior cock. And that makes the white husband, the cuckold, the inferior bitch boy. So, it’s funny to me and my black lovers when a white man tries to act superior with race play.

Not All Black Men Let a White Man Use Race Play

My husband knows better. But most men don’t know any better. Although it is true that some black men will tell a white woman to suck his big nigger dick. But that’s him saying it not the white bitch boy or even the white slut wife.

Recently a little cuckold found out the hard way, even though I warned him not to say the N-word in front of this black lover. I met Mark in a fetish site. He offered me a lot of money just to watch me take a big black cock. He fantasizes about his wife cuckolding him, but she won’t do it. So, he decided to hire somebody who would.

Although I do not consider myself an escort, occasionally, I let a man tribute me to watch me do what I do anyway. But I warned Mark to just sit and watch and take the humiliation. But he started running his mouth, calling my very hung lover, a dirty nigger. Although I apologized for my client not showing any respect, my lover decided to dick slap him into oblivion.

Cuckolds are Beta Bitch Boys

In fact, my lover gave him a severe beat down. Don’t feel sorry for the loser. I gave him ample warning that you need to know your audience. I told him to shut the fuck up, play with his little dick and take the humiliation. And I warned him about no race play. He couldn’t help himself. Not only did my lover slap him around but he forced his cock in his ass too, giving him a much unwanted hardcore ass fucking. But Mark has nobody to blame but himself.

I’m a black cock slut wife. And I’m a cuckolding Mistress. So, if you call me for an interracial cuckolding, understand you’re the beta bitch boy. And listen to me when I say with some black men that the race shit just doesn’t fly.

 So don’t start crying when one of my black studs fucks your asshole for being disrespectful when I warned you. Race play is just a white man’s way of trying to remain dominant in a situation where he feels powerless. But white men need to understand they have no control in interracial cuckolding.

Panty Boy Phone Sex is Something a Sexy Mommy Encourages

panty boy phone sexAs a mom, I never mind panty boy phone sex calls. I think women have the advantage of much more comfortable undergarments than men. Both of my sons played around with my panties when they were younger. Sometimes they wore them and sometimes they jacked off in them. I can’t blame boys for being curious about women’s panties. We have a wider selection and so many more different styles. And they feel more comfortable on your junk.

Over the weekend my oldest son invited a new friend to spend the weekend with us. A nice boy but relatively shy. Usually, I can bring any boy out of his shell. They just sometimes need a little experience to develop some game. So, I kept my eye on this boy to gauge his reactions to me. He stared at my tits a lot. Mommy jugs, big or small, hold a certain appeal to all young men.

Well, when I made dinner, I lost sight of the boy. While my casserole baked, I went searching for him. My son seemed into his video game. At first, I thought the boy just excused himself to the bathroom. But I found him in my bedroom wearing my panties. And I knew he liked wearing them. Mommy phone sex babes know the difference between a panty boy and a horny boy. Not to say that panty boys are not horny. I could tell that this boy wanted to wear my panties more than he wanted to jack off in them.

As a Mommy, I Encourage Boys to Cum in Mommy’s Panties

So, I helped him try on some different ones. At first, he seemed completely embarrassed that I caught him in a pair of my silky white panties. So, I assured him he could explore that side of himself. And he blossomed before my eyes, prancing around in my panties.

But I found out he still likes pussy. I wouldn’t call him a sissy. He just likes wearing panties. After about an hour of trying on panties, I convinced him to let me blow him while wearing a pair of my panties. When I could tell he was about to cum, I screamed cum in mommy ‘s panties. And he did.

Although I swallowed some of it, he came a lot in my panties. I enjoyed seeing that wet stain that a cock makes when it leaks into panties. We were gone for about an hour, but I don’t think my son realized that his friend went MIA.

While my son played Mortal Kombat, I played with his panty boy pal. I don’t care what your fetish is, I encourage exploration on my phone sex line as well as in my bedroom. My son’s new friend left Sunday with five pairs of my sexy panties for his own personal pleasure. Like I said, this sexy mommy appreciates a panty boy.

CBT Phone Sex is Something I Enjoy and Deliver with Enthusiasm

cbt phone sexCBT phone sex can be a lot of fun. Can you believe how many losers call me for cock and ball torture sex? A lot of masochist boys in the world. So, in a world full of assholes like the Tate Brothers, it’s fun to talk to men who know they should be subservient to women.

When Alex called me, he told me about the cock cage he put on his dick. This idiot threw away the key. And he lives alone. I suspect there’s a good reason for that. He’s dumber than a box of rocks. If we met at the club, I would’ve trampled his balls, kicked him in the groin and maybe even smashed the cage to inflict maximum pain. But this loser called my phone sex line instead.

I worked him through cracking the cage using a wrench and pliers. Luckily, he used a plastic cage. If he used a steel cage that would need to be surgically removed. But he cracked the cage and used the pliers to pull it off. Now I know what you’re thinking? Why would I have him take off the cage. Because I wanted to inflict maximum pain on this worthless, cock and balls. And to do that, I needed the cage off his worthless dick.

As a Sexy Switch, Sometimes I Get to Mutilate a Man’s Junk

I don’t judge. Plenty of fetishes exist and I’m here to explore them all with my callers. Once his dick and balls were fully exposed, I instructed him to slam his balls in a book. Fucking little loser did it too. My switch side really came out. I instructed him to find some clothes pins and safety pins. He put five close pens on each ball and then I had him take the safety pins and put them through the flesh of his dick. He sent me pictures so I’m certain he did exactly as I told him to do.

Since I felt like we were on a roll, I had him get a garden veggie and fuck his ass too. Then I made him eat that cucumber after he shoved it up his ass. Slammed his cock and his balls in the book a few more times. I had him roll up a magazine and flog his cock and balls too. Although I’m sure that didn’t hurt nearly as much as the piercing of his flesh with safety pens did.

Clearly, my caller enjoys pain slut phone sex. As well as submissive sex. Although I know, I could have done more damage to his cock and balls if I had met him at the strip club. But I feel certain that my little loser inflicted some serious pain to his cock and balls in my honor. It’s good to be the queen.

My Cuckold Husband was My Creampie Phone Sex Lover First

creampie phone sexI love my creampie phone sex loving husband. The funny thing is that when I married him, he never acted like this. Being married to a black cock whore who refuses to give up big black cock once she said I do, changed him. And our marriage changed. I love my husband. But sexually, he cannot satisfy a Barbie doll. So, we needed to be creative with how he could please me. Although I never let my husband fuck me with his tiny dick, I do let him eat my pussy. And when my pussy appears full of cum, I make my husband eat my pussy more.

Initially, he didn’t realize that when he went down on me, the reason I felt so wet was because of all the big black cock I took. He knew about my lovers. We agreed to an open marriage for me. However, back then, he did not want to be a cuckold. He just wanted to suspend belief and not really talk about it. But he started to enjoy eating my sloppy wet bald pussy.

He seemed to enjoy it the most when it felt full of black cock spunk. So, one day I told him that my pussy didn’t get that wet for him. Although he does possess a very talented tongue, he cannot get me that wet. At first when I told him that this was my way of making him my cuckold, he felt betrayed. Then I reminded him how much he seemed to like the creamy treats inside of my pussy. I think for him, it became a hard pill to swallow, knowing that my pussy only got that wet because I fucked a bunch of black men.

Becoming a Cuckold Starts with Unwittingly Eating Another Man’s Cum from Your Wife’s Cunt

Many men eat a creampie and never realize it. Some men prefer to eat pussy that looks messy and used. Once my husband realized how wet those big black cocks made my pussy, he started acting more like a cuckold. He wanted to become one just from one taste of black cock spunk. That is the power of big black cock phone sex. On or off the phone, when men realize they married a slut wife, they also realize they want to be good cuckolds.

I trained my husband to be a good cuckold. But it all started without his knowledge. He thought compensated for a small dick by making sure he ate my pussy very well. But once I told him he was eating my black cock lovers’ cum, my husband quickly realized that cum in his wife’s pussy meant I was happy. My guess, if you have a tiny dick, you’ve likely eaten the cum of another man out of your wife’s pussy too. And I can help you become a good cum eater and a good cuckold.

Bisexual Phone Sex BBW Glenda Eats Pussy as Well as She Sucks Cock

bisexual phone sexI am a bisexual phone sex babe. Always have been. Jenny and I started playing together in high school. And I need to let you know a little secret. We’re second cousins who grew up together. Were the same age. And we went through our horny teenagers together. So, I think it’s kind of natural to explore your sexuality with another girl. Perhaps you could say we were kissing cousins.

We stayed close after high school graduation. Although we went to different colleges, we would visit each other and fall right back into our old, naughty habits. She made me a part-time lesbian. And I’m sure she’d say the same about me. Because of her, I know how to eat a wet bald pussy as well as how to suck a cock.

She came to visit me this week. And I love having her around. I don’t want to say that I don’t need dick when she’s around because that’s not true. I always need dick. But I just don’t think about how much I miss it when I can play with her pussy. Last night, we decided to stay in. Originally thought we might go out pick up some guys and bring them home to fuck. But we found a good movie, and we started drinking wine. So, the next thing I knew we were fingering each other’s slits, and breaking out my sex toys

This Sexy BBW is a Bisexual Babe and Kissing Cousin

She knows how to give me a hot squirting pussy. A very messy pussy. She drives me wild. Plus, she really knows what she’s doing. I think she leans more bisexual than me. I’ve never dated a woman. But I do like to eat pussy. My cousin, however, dates, women and men. Sometimes she’s part of a threesome too. She’s here for four days. And our fun I think only just began.

Would you like to be a fly on the wall watching me play with my cousin’s bald pussy. Or maybe you would prefer to watch her get lost between my legs. Maybe you’d like to watch me fuck her with a strap on. Don’t worry. I’ll tell you all the dirty hot details that you want to know.

MILF Phone Sex Sluts are Popular with Their Sons’ Friends

milf phone sexMILF Phone sex sluts tend to be popular with their sons’ school friends. I know I am. In fact, my sons tell me often that I made them popular at school. All their school friends, especially the boys, want to hang out where a sexy mommy lives. Usually, their school friends don’t come over unless they’re here. But sometimes I meet a boy with MILF fever who can’t stay away.

Oliver, I find to be a cute boy. A little shy, but cute with lots of potential to blossom into a stud. He came over yesterday, but my boys went camping for a couple days with their dad. I am a high maintenance woman, so I do not camp. Glamp maybe, but never camp. Plus, I think it’s good male bonding for fathers and sons to do things together. Oliver looked so sad, so I invited him in.

This phone sex mommy doesn’t waste opportunities. And sitting in front of me was an opportunity. I had plenty of coke. In fact, I did a line right before he arrived. Horny and high makes it impossible for me to behave. I did a sexy striptease for Oliver. The boy’s eyes bugged out like a cartoon character. Although I’m not exactly busty, I did rub my tits in his face.

He just started sucking on them like a hungry little one. Been a long time since anyone nursed from my breasts. I miss it. Breast-feeding makes women horny. So, I often masturbated while my sons nursed on my tits. Sometimes we re-create that. But anyway, I saw a chance while my boobs distracted the lad. So, I unzipped his pants and saw what I had to work with. Holy fuck this young shy boy hid a snake in his pants.

A Sexy Mommy is Popular with Her Son’s Friends Too

So, I fell to my knees while he sat on the chair. And I sucked his beautiful young big cock. Honestly, I struggled to get it all the way down my throat. But I impressed myself. And I shocked Oliver. Clearly nobody ever sucked his dick before. I don’t think my mouth worshiped his young big dick for more than five minutes before he shot the biggest cum shot for a boy his age down my throat.

Once he came, his demeanor changed. He suddenly did not seem so shy. He kept talking about how amazing he felt. And the boy even gave me a high five. Who high-fives a woman after she blows him? It made me laugh. But I wasn’t laughing at him. How could I. He sported a full-grown cock, but the boy is still growing. But of course, I brought him back to life quickly. That quick rebound time is something all mature women appreciate. I took him into my bed and fucked him where I sleep with my husband.

Oliver‘s cum is still in my cunt. I’m alone for about two more days, so hopefully Oliver comes back to keep me company again or maybe even better he brings some more young boys for me to play with. Although I do miss my sons, they can’t expect mommy to just sit here and masturbate alone. I got a big bag of blow and I’m horny as fuck. A sexy MILF should never go a day without cock. And luckily, I don’t have to because my sons’ friends all want to play with this sexy mommy.

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.

Rim Jobs Phone Sex is for Bottom Beta Bitch Boys

rim jobs phone sexIf you like giving rim jobs phone sex, you found yourself in the right place. My ass won’t lick itself. And I have dedicated ass worshipers in my life. Like that’s all they want to do. Lick my ass and stroke my beautiful sexy tranny cock. Ass lickers are usually beta boys just eager to serve in any capacity. And I do love me some beta boys. The world is full of them, thankfully

But the funny thing is most of these beta boys are only submissive to me. They wear the pants in their marriage and most of them work some sort of high-powered corporate job where they make a lot of decisions. But when with me, they become the most submissive little creatures in the world.

Tony’s an ass licker. But you would never know looking at him. Corporate job. Six figure salary. The hot wife and the perfect family. Lives in a gated community. But only I know his secret. When he comes to visit me, he’s a beta bottom bitch who worships my ass for hours. As a shemale domination porn star, I attract beta boys. But I never date a bottom beta bitch boy. And I never let them fuck me. The closest they get to penetrating me is with their tongue in my asshole.

A Dominant Tranny Loves Having a Posse of Ass Lickers

The rest of the time the time they spend sucking my cock. And eventually, I bury my cock deep inside of their assholes. Tony came over last night to weather a bad storm. On his way home from work, he got the flood alert. I don’t live in the flood zone. So, he came to my place and told his wife he planned on sheltering at work for a few hours until the roads appeared safe. And instead of being at the office until 9 o’clock at night, he visited my Airbnb, so he could worship my hot ass.

At first, he started worshiping my ass in his business suit. ARMANI. He certainly doesn’t dress the part of a beta boy, but he certainly acts the part. He loves to be my brown noser. We could hear lightning and thunder crashing around us. As well as the flood sirens going off. I’m up on a hill. I guess mother nature wanted Tony to spend the night because the roads below me appeared temporarily washed away from the river.

So, my ass muncher called his wife. And he said he thought the roads were clear and he started to head home but he took a detour to avoid flooding and now he’s trapped. He told her he would just be in his car until the roads became clear. His car and him stayed relatively dry. But I sprayed his face with my biggest cum shot more than once. So, he did get a bit wet. And of course, he made a mess once I fucked his ass. But if I’m going to weather a bad storm, I’d prefer to weather it with a good little ass licker like Tony.