Foot fetish phone sex is the best time for you to adore my perfect peds. After you kiss those stocking encased piggies, I’m going to rub them all over your dick. My pussy is sopping wet while I rub my feet back and forth on your cock. It’s throbbing betweem the soles of my feet, so I apply more pressure and slide my toes down to your balls. I’m pressing on those balls like the clutch in a race car! Yes, you can feel how hot those feet are getting against your cock, like it’s gonna burst into flames. Fuck those soles baby but no cumming yet. You’ve got precum starting to drip down the side of your pulsating dick, so I’ll take my stocking covered big toe to rub it around the head. My stocking feet are soaked with your jerk off juice. Should you be allowed to blow your load all over my stockings? Maybe, if you can cum in ten seconds.
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Cock Worshiping Phone Sex For The Both Of Us
Cock worshiping phone sex is a lovely way to while away your time in an erotic haze. I like the idea of you and me actually sharing a cock together. One of us can lick the cock itself to get it all wet, and the other can do the same with the balls. Then, the one with the cock can take it into their mouth, while the other sucks on the balls.
Of course, we wouldn’t necessarily have to be stuck with just one position or the other. I’m not so greedy that I wouldn’t swap places with you if you wanted. I think we both should get a taste of that precum, after all. Maybe we could make out with each other while that big, hard dick is between our mouths!
When worshiping cock, I think it’s important to remember that we’re doing a service to the person with the dick. We need to make sure that person is enjoying everything we’re doing. So we have to work extra-hard to make it feel good!
Finally, in the end, when he cums, I want us to share the cum back and forth, snowballing it between our mouths.
Mature Phone Sex Ladies Understand Your Foot Fetish
Mature phone sex ladies understand fetishes. With age comes more knowledge and experience. Black cock cuckolding is not the only fetish I explore with guys. Foot fetishes seem more common among older men. But I usually can spot a foot fetish a guy a mile away. Like most women, I went Black Friday shopping. However, I did not shop the entire day because a woman like me needs some black cock on Black Friday too.
After I bought some Christmas gifts for my family, I treated myself to some new shoes. I will confess that I have a shoe fetish myself. Always have too. Even as a little girl, I had a fascination with my mother’s pretty pumps. And as a woman with a shoe fetish, I can recognize foot fetish phone sex guys quickly. I had a foot fan at the shoe store. He tried to act coy, but I could see him staring at my pretty feet. And I could see him shifting his stance to hide his erection.
Plenty of Men Enjoy Foot Fetish Play Too
Most men look at my tits, even my ass. So, when they look down in amazement, I know it’s my feet that grabs them the most. I signaled the guy over and asked him to help me put some shoes on. And his eyes got as big as the sky. Since we were in public, he could only admire my feet. So, I made him a deal. Buy some shoes for me, and we could go back to my place for a foot job. He wasted no time paying for 6 pairs of shoes. I did not expect him to buy them all, but I did not stop him.
Once we returned to my place, I sat in a chair and let him worship my feet. He sat on the floor, as I put a bare foot on each knee. His cock grew in his pants with each caress. Eventually, I gave him a foot job and he came on my feet. He surprised me with a cock every inch as big as my 8-inch feet. But if a many wants to pay for my shoe fetish, the least I can do is indulge his foot fetish. What is your phone sex fetish? From big black cocks to feet, I love them all.
2 Girl Phone Sex: Sharing Is Better
2 girl phone sex is for the guy with an insatiable appetite, who has the stamina to take care of two horny ass girls. Things are so much easier for us because we’re sharing the cock sucking, fucking and everything else. Once you’re naked, we’re all over that dick. Our nipples are hard and we play with each other’s tits and suck your dick. One mouth on your balls, the other gulping your fuck pipe all the way down. My girlfriend is suck a good fucking cock sucker. I see the twinkle in her eyes as she gags on your thick dick. I’m loving licking your balls and asshole. Your dick is so swollen and drippy that we can’t wait. I’m gonna sit on your cock, while she sits on your face! I know how sweet her pussy tastes, plus it gets sloppy wet. Stick your tongue inside her sticky cunt and she’ll come so good all over your face. You’re ambitious though, aren’t you? Trying to make us both cum at the same time? I’m going to stick my finger in your ass while fuck you. You have to meet my thrusts, but I sit up just enough to control my pussy squeezing the head of your dick. Your legs are starting to shake as I go down a little more on your fuck pole. I’m gonna make you pop!. Yes, I’m riding the fuck out of the pipe. Ooops. You just gushed all inside me. I told you it was easier for us to share you.
Adriana’s Mind Fuck: An Erotic Hypnosis Session
Hello, perverts! Adriana, the erotic hypnotist, here—ready to mess with your mind and drive you wild. Prepare for an orgasmic adventure like no other!
I’ve got a special talent, you see. I can bend minds and push boundaries. Today, my subject’s in for a real treat—or so he thinks!
I start with a slow, seductive dance. My movements hypnotize, drawing him closer to my every desire. He’s putty in my hands, a willing participant.
With a soft voice and a wicked glance, I command his every action. Edge, closer, and tease—the name of my game. I bring him to the brink, again and again.
His eyes, wide with desire; his breath, short and rapid. I control his every sensation, heightening the pleasure, keeping him on the edge.
He’s my puppet, dancing to my tune. A mere mortal, under the spell of erotic hypnosis. I drive him wild, a master conductor conducting an orgasmic symphony.
The climax is inevitable, yet I deny him release. A cruel smile on my face, I keep him hanging, a plaything for my enjoyment.
Suffering and ecstasy—a delicate balance. His reward is a glimpse of heaven, a mind-blowing orgasm he’ll never forget.
Adriana’s powers—unmatched, and oh so delightful!
You wish you could withstand such hypnotic bliss, don’t you? Too bad, you’re just a mere spectator, left panting!
Adriana out!
All Sissy girls need a mean sensual mommy Domme
Sensual Domination Phone Sex for my sissy girl who only likes mommies hypo and strap in her pussy! How I got so lucky to get my claws in such a whore, I’ll never know. My hypnotic powers have my would be boy turn into a Girl that I can fuck and make gravel at my heels! She knows that she could never be a male heir! Instead, I have helped my sissy daughter realize that she is a worthless and pathetic whore beyond repair! I have shown her true place, and it is under my control. She is now my slave and will do anything I say. She is my perfect little pet and I love her.
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My Girl is my sissy cum eater obedient slut that rides my strap on and obeys mommy as I worm my way into her brain! She is under Mommy Alanzas spell and wears the sexiest panties and takes my dick so well up her “pussy” and makes her clitty spurt and eats it up for mommy! Mommy Alanza is very pleased with her slave and will never let her go. She will continue to use her and make her cum over and over again. She is Mommys little toy and she will never escape.
Hypno mommy for sissy sluts!
Erotic Hypnosis Phone Sex can turn you into my owned daughter, just like My sexy cum eating sissy hoe! My daughter slut is berated and made to cry at my hands. Mommy pussy gets so wet, and I cum as I make fun of a sissy bitch like my sissy slave daughter! She will do anything I say, and Mommy has complete control. My sissy daughter is my toy and my personal pleasure. She is the perfect submissive little slut.
Mind control as I fuck your ass Pussy so hard and milk your clity as your mommy!
Phone Sex Cock Therapy is Good for the Soul
My bestie Ginger came over last night for some phone sex therapy. We planned to do some 2 girl calls but then we met a guy. However, Ginger feels like a sister to me. Although we have not known each other all that long, we bonded instantly. So, when it comes to men, we never ever fight for a guy. Neither of us felt vested in the guy despite his fancy sports car and rugged good looks. He wanted his ego stroked. But we told him we never fight over a man. However, we will share a man for a night.
So, we ditched working and went to this guy’s house to party and play. Ginger many be older than me, but we get along so well. No petty mean girl drama with us. We just enjoy concerts, hiking and movies together. And sometimes we share a cock. Neither of us would classify his cock as huge. But his cock looked well above average, so we decided to share the cocksucking phone sex fun.
Jason turned out to be a grower not a shower. But then I think any man could grow a few inches with our mouths working his love pipe. If one of us sucked his cock the other sucked his balls. And vice versa. This guy appeared loaded in more ways than one, LOL. Backed up balls for one. But he also lived in a palace compared to us. Beautiful, modern home. Like 13 bedrooms, an indoor heat pool, and 10 bathrooms. Neither of us needed a sugar daddy, but we never mind milking a man’s cock or wallet.
When My Bestie Ginger and I Go Out, We Drain Balls and Wallets
Both Ginger and I know how to drain balls. We use our mouths, pussies, asses and sometimes fingers to drain a man completely. However, we both specialize in financial domination phone sex too. So, we played a little game with our horny rich boy. We made him pay $1,000 to each of us per pump in our mouth. We did not think he would agree, but he walked over to a hidden vault behind a painting that Ginger told me appeared to be an original Andy Warhol painting. He came back with a stack of money.
Ginger and I drained his balls to the tune of 10 grand. Turns out our rich hookup could not last long with our expert mouths slobbering on his dick. But, $10,000 for less than 10 minutes of head seemed like easy money. We left his place early this morning, came back to my place and ate each other’s pussies until we each came a few times. Then we passed out in my bed. I always enjoy my time with Ginger. I bet you would enjoy a two-girl call with us too. You think I am a good knob polisher. You should experience Ginger’s mouth on your dick. She taught me everything I know.
A Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasy Turned into The Hottest Sex
It started as a home invasion phone sex fantasy. Sometime, in the middle of the night, a masked stranger woke me up from my deep sleep. Since it had been a beautiful, warm night, I left the patio door open, giving this masked stranger easy entrance into my home. I felt a hand over my mouth that startled me awake. When I started screaming, he yelled at me to be a good slut and shut up and listen.
When I kept begging him to leave me alone, he put duct tape on my mouth. But I still uttered some muffled cries. He got on top of me, and I started to struggle. If I am anything, I am a fighter. In my head, I thought if I gave him enough of a fight, he would leave. But that did not happen. The masked stranger had rope, and he tied my hands behind my back. I feared this might be some one from my submissive phone sex past.
But I kept struggling, so he placed duct tape around my ankles too. Somehow, he rolled me off the bed, lifted me over his shoulder and carried me out of my house. He dumped me in the trunk of his car. And I thought I might die. The road felt bumpy. A few turns, and after about 15 minutes the car stopped. I heard footsteps coming towards the car, so I knew I had arrived wherever he took me. But would this be my final destination?
It Started Out as My Worst Nightmare
He carried me out of the trunk of his car into a cabin. Soon the rope around my wrists, and the duct tape on my ankles switched to leather restraints. Somehow, he spread my legs and my arms and fastened me to the floor with bolts. My entire body trembled. Soon I heard the masked man tell me that my husband knew what a cheating whore I had been. He claimed my husband sent him to punish me.
When I tried to lie muffled that I had not cheated, he slapped my face. He ripped the duct tape off my mouth as my eyes adjusted to the dark room. Only one red bulb illuminated the room. So, in my scared state, I pleaded some more to be set free. But that did not happen. He flipped me over and re attached my restraints to the bolts in the floor and started paddling my bare ass. Not what I would call hot ass sex.
He flipped me back over on my bac again. And this time, he focused on my tits. He tied them up like torpedoes. So, I asked him if he planned on killing me. He pulled off his mask and said, “No Cassie. But I plan to make you my wet slut again.” In that moment, I realized my intruder was no other than my naked handyman with whom I did cheat on my husband with.
My Masked Stranger Turned Out to Be My Lover
But I felt conflicted. Did he mean me harm? Had he just been pretending to be a good guy? My head raced with thoughts. My husband did not know about our affair. He just wanted me alone again. When he kissed my lips gently, I knew he did not mean me any harm. But still, I felt like he took me on a scary carnival ride. He left me tied up, but I no longer felt scared. However, I did feel aroused.
My pussy got wet, and my nipples got hard. And in that moment, I gave all my trust to my naked handyman. I knew that even tied up that he would make sweet love to me. But not before he sexually tortured me some more. In a good way though. Vibrating nipple clamps and his hot breath on my neck, made my pussy purr and the hairs on my body stand up. But this time in arousal, not fear. There was no more fear.
As his tongue licked my entire body, he could taste how aroused he made me. His tongue plunged deeply into my wet kitty, and I thought I might cum instantly. How quickly I went from feeling scared to feeling aroused. I told him I belonged to him. And I wanted to leave my boring husband. He made my body feel electrified.
Only My Naked Handyman Could Make Me That Wet
Suddenly, our Air Supply song came on throughout the house. Still restrained, I begged him to fuck me. I needed his cock inside me. But he teased my clit as he thrust a vibrator deep inside me. No one makes me cum like my naked handy man I told him. He pulled out after some thrusts and started kissing all over my sweaty body. We locked lips again. And our tongues intertwined.
After some passionate kissing, he went back to licking my womanhood until I exploded again. He had not cum yet, but I had cum already three times. And I begged him to let me feel his throbbing cock in my mouth. I felt like his wet slut. He licked my body some more instead of putting his cock in my mouth or my pussy like I begged. My body shook uncontrollably again as he made me cum a fourth time. If making me cum was an Olympic sport, he would take home the gold.
Finally, however, he removed his clothes as I begged him to fuck his wet slut. As he entered me, my body felt like it was on fire. And it was but for him. Only him. My wetness drenched his cock. We made love until we both collapsed in a ball of sweat and love from our intense orgasms. Finally, he removed my restraints so I could hold him tightly and feel his hot, sexy body. In that moment, I belonged to him. Hugging each other tight, I thought my heart might beat right out of my chest.
In His Arms, I Feel Safe and Loved
We spooned for awhile lost in the sounds of our hearts beating as one. He asked me if I wanted to go home, but of course I wanted to spend the night with him. I wanted to spend every night with him. After a few hours in each other’s arms, we took a shower and ended up in each other’s arms again after we washed away our sweat. But we could never wash away our love. Falling asleep in his arms felt so right, so natural. And my last thought before I drifted off to sleep was that I would never leave his place or his arms again.
Mommies a Humiliating Alcoholic
One glass is never enough. I always want just ‘one more’. And I end up having 1 to many.
Wine, liquor, even mouthwash. Mommy likes to chug like sailor, and oftentimes I am alone in the house with my son when I’m fucked up.
My son, is such a good, smart, responsible boy. He has such a good and loyal heart. I raised him well and I’m so proud of him.
The drunker I get the hornier I get. I’m so ashamed of how much my boy has had to see me go through. I turn into a completely different mommy when I’m wasted. The room starts spinning. I start peeling off my clothes , kicking off my shoes, untying my hair scrunchie.
My boy follows me around the house, he monitors mommy to make sure she doesn’t get hurt.
Ever since mommy and daddy got a divorce. Life just hasn’t been the same. Mommy drinks her pain away.
Unfortunately, mommy doesn’t make the best decisions when she is inebriated.
I scream, I cry, I punch the walls. I’m an entire mess.
My son has done his best to be supportive of me, by helping and consoling me.
It means the world to me.
Mommy just loves her boy and loves that he’s growing up to be a mature and strong young man.
He fills up mommy’s wine glass up when she asks for more. He holds the glass up to mommy’s lips and tips it back so mommy drinks ever drop. Forcing intoxication upon me.
My speech becomes slurred, he can smell the alcohol on mommy’s breath, and holds mommy’s hair back when she is throw up.
Mommy gets so horny when she’s drunk. Her vision gets so blurry.
She realizes her son is beginning to look so much like his father.
He does sweet things his dad would do like rub mommy’s feet, wipe mommy’s tears, and brings mommy more wine
Small Cock Humiliation: A Sluts confession
This poor sap thought he could satisfy me, with his tiny little pecker. Oh, he was so wrong, but I decided to have some fun with him. After all, who doesn’t love making a beta male grovel?I invited him over, and as he entered my lair, I made sure to tower over him, making him feel inferior—which he was. I began the tease, stripping slowly, letting my fingers trail along my body, and laughing as his nose grew longer than his tiny dick.The poor guy was desperate, and I could smell his anticipation like a hungry dog. I sat on his lap, grinding my crotch into his face, making him smell and worship my pussy. But, of course, that wasn’t enough.
I wanted to degrade him further, so I fetched my biggest dildo. Fake, yet immensely more impressive than his microscopic penis. I demanded he worship the fake cock, while I watched, chuckling at his pathetic attempts to please me.It was time to humiliate him properly. I ordered him to strip, and when he stood naked before me, I snickered. His tiny cock hung limply, like a shriveled worm. I couldn’t help but gag at the sight, it was so disgusting. I told him to jerk off, while I simulated giving head to the real men.He lasted seconds, squirting his pity load earlier than anticipated. I looked down at his pathetic form, and spat in contempt. “That’s what I think of your tiny dick.”He left humiliated, and I was left feeling powerful. It’s a memory I cherish, a tale I share with anyone who’ll listen, because small cock humiliation is a form of art—a dirty, delicious art.