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Pussy Worshipping Phone Sex with Blair: Pimped Out by My Son

I love being a submissive whore to my son and his friends. But our life together is complicated. He often pimps me out as a whore or high end escort. My pussy and ass belong to him, so that means they also belong to his friends. A few weeks ago, my son pimped me out to a group of young  female volleyball players and their coach. This was unusual as normally I’m reserved for men. I considered myself straight. I guess he use to screw the coach and some of the girls on her team are bi or straight out dyke. They are getting ready to go overseas for some big expedition tournament and wanted one night of fun and debauchery before they left, so my son offered me up. I was about to be used by a bunch of barely legal girls.

I brought the party drugs, the party toys and the party pussy. I was a bit nervous in that hotel room with all those young beautiful girls. Their bodies were so lean and tight. Perfect little athletic builds. And asses you could bounce a quarter off of.  I use to be tight like that. The moment I walked in the door, I was told I was their bitch. I did whatever they wanted, I fetched whatever they wanted… You get the picture. It started off with me running them drinks and food; then I had to let them snort coke off my belly; then they started with the sexual orders. These girls were wild. I was ordered to suck toes, lick asses, finger cunts,  be a human toilet, bend over for whippings… I got fisted in my cunt and my ass; fucked in both holes with strap-ons, had my cunt fucked with a champagne bottle; was made to snort coke off the floor repeatedly. I thought girls would be gentle and sensual, but not these bitches.

The night ended with me tied up to the hotel bed getting fucked for hours by one of those fuck machines while they took turns sitting on my face and forcing me to worship their pussies and their asses. I never ate so much pussy in my life. Those machines are merciless. It felt like my wholes were being shredded. I just kept cumming over and over and over again till I passed out. My son has used one on me, but not like this. They kept calling me a dyke and slapping my face and saying I was getting off because I was worshipping their pussies and loving it. By the time everyone had passed out, I was still tied to the bed, covered in cunt juice, both mine and theirs. The smell of pussy in my nose.

I had to pee but no one would wake up. They had partied and fucked me into a deep sleep. I wanted more coke too. But I got nothing. Just forced to pee the bed and wait till one of them woke up. When my son came to retrieve me, they were all still passed out. He found me in the bed. He was nice enough to give me some candy , untie me and take me home. I asked why he enjoys pimping me out so much. Sometimes he makes money but most of the time it’s just as a favor. He slapped me hard across the face and said, “Because you are my bitch. I do with you as I want.”

For Rent

My best friend is subleasing his apartment, and he asked me to keep tabs on who looked at it since he had to go visit his aunt.  I knew there wasn’t a television or anything in there, so I packed my bag with goodies…books, puzzles, music, and sex toys.  I thought that would be enough to keep me entertained for the afternoon.

And, soon enough, I was bored with the puzzles and whatnot; so, I pulled out the new glass dong that I had bought just the other day.  I admired it for several minutes, tilting it up in the light.  Then, I started licking it, becoming more turned on.  A devilish smile spread across my face as I looked at the large open blinds.  I got on the carpet and scooted to the window.  I wondered if anyone could see my pussy as I lifted my skirt.  It wouldn’t matter because these people would never see me again, I thought.  I started pumping my cunt with that sweet, slick, and cold dick; my clit jutted upwards up every time someone walked by in the parking lot.  I began taunting them, telling them that they were stupid fuckers and they wanted my pussy. 

I was so engrossed in my fantasy that I didn’t hear the door open.  A guy cleared his throat and I swiveled on my butt, giving myself carpet burn, to see a young guy and his girlfriend.  Shit!  I hadn’t locked the door!  I stood up, the dildo still in my hand, and pulled down my skirt.  I wasn’t sure what to say, but the girlfriend walked up to me, curious about the toy that I held in my hand.  Instead of taking it from me, she bent down and began sucking on glass cock.  Then, she pushed me onto the couch and began licking my pussy like a delicious treat.  I leaned back and watched her flick my clit in her mouth; then, she edged the toy back inside of me while darting her tongue on both my clit and the toy.  The boyfriend was watching, stroking his cock, and grunting, “That’s right.  Fuck my girlfriend.  The dirty whore.”  And, I fucking did!

Sex Toy Phone Sex with Vinny: Garden Gnome Gangbang

I’m at the beach all week, which I love because I can show off my hot body. Most coeds don’t even have a rock hard body like mine. Getting cock with tits and a body like mine is not hard. Well, so I thought. Today has not been my day to score dick. I don’t handle rejection well so I decided it would be a day about  me. Sunning my hot body and reading.  I had my Kindle with me so I searched for books under the erotica section. If I couldn’t get laid, well, I could read about it. In the suggested reading list, something caught my eye, “Garden Gnome Gang Bang.”  The tagline read:  “When Vinny decides to add a little whimsical flavor to her backyard with a trio of garden gnomes, she never suspects what’s in store. When the sun goes down, Vinny discovers her new lawn ornaments are ready to get busy, and they know how to use those pointy red hats to please a woman!” Well, that literally screamed my name. Now, mind you, I suffer from a rare disorder called gnomaphobia. Yes, you guessed correctly, it is the irrational fear of garden gnomes. I think they are creepy little soul stealing mother fuckers. But this book being suggested, sounded like a sign that I needed to put on my big girl panties and get over this silly fear. So I downloaded the book.

I’m there on the beach, reading garden gnome porn, thinking to myself, perhaps I have been looking at them all wrong. Perhaps they are not instruments of evil, but instruments of pleasure. I sat there and read the entire book in a couple hours. I was actually horny as fuck afterwards too. My pussy was dripping wet from gnome erotica. Sooo embarrassing to admit. I went back to my motel room and masturbated; but I could not get the image of fucking those gnomes with those pointy hats outta my head. So, I put a cover up on, marched down to Walgreens, and bought a trio of garden gnomes and a box of condoms. The lady behind the counter gave me a weird look. Like what the hell is a middle aged woman in beach wear doing buying 3 gnomes and condoms. I felt like a pervert, but I wanted to try this out, but thought somehow condoms over those pointy  hats might be more sanitary? Not sure what I was worried about, when I was younger, I crammed all sorts of things in my cunt. I’d fuck anything I was so horny. Guess nothing has changed as I was about to turn a garden gnome into a sex toy.

I’m back in my motel bed, naked on the bed. Decide to ease myself into this. I start to rub my clit while they watch. I get lost for a moment, start cumming hard, then I just grab one of them and start slowly working that pointy hat into my pussy. I have had many massive black cocks, certainly I could take a garden gnome. I had it inserted pretty good and was sliding up and down it and it felt good.  I guess I got so lost in my head fucking that garden gnome I failed to hear housekeeping come in. I look up an a maid is looking at me in horror. Shear horror. Like I was some circus freak or something. I tried to get up real fast, fell off the bed, landed in the crotch of another gnome. She ran out and I chased her, naked, down the long stretch of the motel yelling “I’m not a freak, I’m just horny.”  Well, I guess some folks heard me, came out to see what was going on. Decided to slink back to my room in shame.

Just a few minutes later, there was a knock on my door, there was a black god in his swim trunks. He looked at me and said I hear you are horny. He asked if big black cock did it for me and said he could  wear a red pointy hat if it helped? I guess the maid shared my secret. We had a good laugh and of course I invited him to fuck me. That gnome wasn’t bad, but a red pointy hat ain’t got nothing on a huge black cock. Finally, I got my cock. Sometimes you just have to fuck a few gnomes along the way first.

Fucking Machine

Every so often, I’ll look at the classifieds.  My most recent focus was to find an entertainment system to replace the one that got distroyed during a party last weekend.  Well, I found the perfect one that I wanted; it matched and everything.  The only problem was that I needed a couple of extra hundred dollars.  I kept looking through the classifieds and was struck by one entry in particular: “Nice burbs couple looking for 1 healthy young girl for 1 hour. Pays $500.  Discretion req’d.”  I talked to the husband on the phone, and it seemed safe enough…plus, he sounded very friendly.

When I arrived, he and his wife were waiting behind the door.  They looked like any normal couple and were in their early 40s, I guessed.  They brought me into the living room and showed me a contraption…it was a huge machine, about five-feet long, with a dildo on the end of it!  I was shocked.  The man explained that he had bought the contraption for his wife, but she was afraid to use it.  And, that’s where I came in: he was going to experiment with the machine on me while the wife watched!  I blinked in shock; but, I was kind of getting excited! 

I sat on their nice, white sofa after de-robing; and, watched as the husband put a condom on the dildo…then lube.  I smiled at him, although I was a little self-conscious about being totally naked in front of strangers.  I tried to position my body so that the dildo was aimed at my crotch.  I crunched my toes into the couch and prepared myself; the machine did look a little scary, but I knew my pussy was getting wet after staring at it. 

He started it up; and it moved really gently inside of me.  Then, he asked if he could speed it up; I nodded.  It started ramming me until it was at full speed.  I was breathless because of the pounding!  I continued to squirt, my juices shooting over the coffee table.  And the wife, her arms previously crossed, was becoming enthralled.  I leaned my head back and came so many times that I felt like my body wasn’t my own!

My pussy, sore and throbbing, still wanted more; but, the husband stopped the machine.  I could tell the couple was ready to experiment on their own.  But, hey, I was paid a lot to be fucked…and, really well, too!

Mutual Masturbation Phone Sex with BBW Glenda: Makeshift Dildos

Today I was out by my pool and got really horny. I went to my bedroom to get a vibrator . I was all set to play with my pussy all day long as I worked on my tan. And dangit, the fucking batteries were dead. I got a little frustrated and threw my pink friend over the fence. My neighbors will have a nice surprise. Hopefully their fur friend doesn’t find it first and drop it on the porch! My fingers were just  not gonna do the trick today. I was turbo charged sexually. I suddenly channeled my inner Martha Stewart, which is rare. I am hardly the crafty type. I started opening drawers and cabinets to see what I could find to fuck myself with today. I didn’t even have any garden veggies in the house. But, I did have play dough, a roll of paper towels, crazy glue and some plastic little Easter eggs left over from Easter. Fuck Martha Stewart, I was about to be MacGyver.

I stared intently at the items on my kitchen counter as I rubbed my clit. The need for something inside my pussy  made me creative. I undid the Easter eggs, glued one half on each paper towel ring on both ends. I then rolled the play dough onto the paper towel rings and over the plastic egg covers. I spent some time perfecting the shape until it had a cylinder shape around the middle and a penis like head. I then baked it in the oven for 30 minutes until the play dough hardened and glistened. I let it sit for another 30 minutes to cool down and then I examined it. It was hard and round and the perfect shape. I got up on my kitchen counter and slowly inserted it into my pussy. OMG. It was still a bit warm, but it was long and thick and felt awesome in my cunt. I fucked that pretty purple homemade dildo for an hour before I squirted everywhere and decided I wanted more.  I had tons of play dough left over from a birthday party, so I decided to make several more handmade fuck toys. By the time I was done, I had a rainbow of homemade dildos.

It really is amazing how creative one can get when without a cock or batteries. You know, I may never use a vibrator again. My play dough dildos feel awesome and they are good for the environment.  In  fact, I am gonna call up some of my girlfriends and have them come over and take them for a test drive.  Trust me, if you wanna jack off I can help you. Hell, we can rub one out together and get creative with what we use to pleasures ourselves. Wait, that makes me the MacGyver of Mutual Masturbation phone sex!

Pink Surprise

My birthday is one of my favorite holidays because my friends are so great to me. My friends made a huge deal about my birthday this year, but nobody’s present could beat what Derrick, my GBF (Gay Best Friend) gave me… a MASSIVE, sparkly, pink, vibrating dildo. I was SO embarrassed, but everyone thought it was super funny, so I went along with it. After the party ended and everyone had gone home, that little…er… big pink surprise was still on my mind. A guy I really liked had come to my party, and he looked SO HOT! I grabbed the… item in question and started creating my own little fantasy. I pretend that instead of a huge vibrating dildo, it was Matt’s hard cock teasing me… and soon forcing it’s way inside my tight cunt. The feeling so intense that it only took me a few minutes to cum around ‘fantasy Matt’. I really hope that ‘fantasy Matt’ will soon be real Matt.

Sex Toy Phone Sex Twist

I decided to go to an auction last night. I really didn’t think that there would be anything that I would want to buy. But I thought it would be fun and different to go hang out. It was close to the end of the auction when these wonderfully different and delightful toys came up for auction. All hand carved, all made of marble and all unique and interesting. I had to have them and the bidding began. I only had one competitor that tried to out bid me and she was a matronly looking woman. What in the world was she going to do with them? Likely put them on a shelf for display?! There was no way I was going to let these toys get away form me only to sit on a shelf somewhere and collect dust when I could take them home and cover them in my milky, creamy cum every night. Just the thought of stuffing them in my tight, wet and waiting pussy was driving me wild, With each bid my pussy got wetter and I could feel my panties getting soaking wet at the thought of feeling the cold, carved marble entering me and bringing me pleasure. Finally she stopped bidding and they were mine! I couldn’t wait to get them home and start fucking myself. They did not disappoint me at all and I fucked each and every one of them before falling fast a sleep.

Shemale Phone Sex: Christmas in July

After two weeks of sweltering heat, my girlfriends and I decided to throw a Christmas in July orgy. In the southern hemisphere, there is this tradition to try to forget about the heat during the dog days of summer. I’m a Southern girl, but I only like extreme heat in the bedroom. We bought a fake Christmas tree, decorated my loft with Christmas lights and made sugar cookies and eggnog. I brought out all my festive sex toys like my candy cane colored double sided dildo and my red and green but plugs. We even blasted the AC and put on Christmas music. The attire, however, was bathing suits because it was still July after all. But, I have a rooftop pool and hot tub so things would heat up. I put on my sexy red, white and blue bikini and red thigh high boots. Even wore Christmas bulbs as ear rings. We invited several hot guys over and told them they just had to bring their cocks and some booze.

After about an hour of drinking and grooving to The Muppets Christmas album, we moved to the hot tub. I had the air on so high it was causing hard nipples and well turning the boys on; just what I had hoped for. Twelve of us could fit comfortably in my hot tub. I was thinking Christmas orgy in July! The eggnog was spiked with everclear, so it didn’t take long for things to heat up in the hot tub. Some of our invited male guests knew I was a special girl, and some were quite surprised at my “present.” I stood up in the hot tub and took off my bikini bottoms and put mistletoe over my cock and the girls and guys lined up to suck and worship my pretty hard cock. I had a gift that would keep on giving to all of them. All my guests were in the cock worshiping mood. Lucky for me! When I get in party mode, so does my cock and it’s the fucking energizer bunny and will fuck all night long. There I stood in a warm hot tub, with cool winter like breeze hitting my body getting my hard cock sucked and fucked by my friends. I came over 12 times that night. I shot my load on tits, in mouths, on faces, in asses, in pussies, even in the eggnog bowl. Lots of sex toys were use and shared too! It was a Christmas in July cum bath orgy. I do love rocking out with my cock out. My intention was too cool things off, but actually I heated things up, way up.

I really love my special present. When I am in the right pretty packaging, all dolled up, no one suspects a thing. Does it thrill you to know I am packing a pleasant surprise? Would you like to be in an orgy party with the best of both worlds? I tell you there is nothing hotter than having both a guy and a girl to fuck and suck simultaneously. My big throbbing cock is hard all over again thinking of my Christmas in July fuck fest.

 

Tasting the Rainbow

My friends and I decided to attend the Pride parade in our local town; but, we decided to make it more exciting by dressing up. I chose to dress as a male drag queen; and, I wore a dildo just for fun. When we arrived, a gay guy with purple eyelashes and tight shorts approached me. “C’mon, honey, our float is ready!” I laughed but my friends pushed me to follow him. They helped me climb on top of the float, which was tricky with my 7” stilettos and flowing gown. Someone complimented me on my ‘tucking’ abilities and I smiled, waved my hand, and told them that I’d share my trick later. We waved to the crowd and threw out candy, condoms, and cheap plastic jewelry. I felt like a celebrity!
When we got off the float, the same cute guy who had brought me to the float told me to follow him. We went behind one of the large buildings and he pushed me up against the wall. He was lifting up my gown and groping my dildo. I moved away, afraid that he’d figure out it was just a toy. “Oh, you like it the other way, huh?” He bent over and exposed his cute little ass to me; I looked around and didn’t see anyone in the alley, so I pulled out the dildo and tried to shield it with my dress. I spit on the tip of the toy and pressed it between his ass cheeks. He grabbed at a box that was in front of him as I began rocking my hips, pushing further inside of him. He moaned, “Oh, yes, doll. Fuck your little fag.” I was so turned on that the friction from the dildo was going to make me cum. I grabbed his hips and pushed him harder against me until he and I both came. He exhaled, turned around, and said, “Thank you, doll. I will definitely see you around.” He blew me a kiss and left while I tried to absorb what had happened. My friends weren’t going to believe this!

Tranny Phone Sex with Carla: A Very Special Souvenir

The middle of every month I break out my massive sex toy collection for cleaning. I’m very “anal.” You know how when some folks travel, they always bring back a souvenir? Well, I travel a lot and instead of bringing back stupid little spoons or shot glasses from every city I visit, I bring back a sex toy. I visit an adult store in every city and country I go to and pick out something pretty to use on my trip. Well today, while I was cleaning, I was reminded of the trip where I acquired not only my most cherished sex toy, but my most expensive one. Several years ago, my girlfriends and I went to Vegas for a week of debauchery. We stayed in a penthouse suite at the Bellagio Hotel. My girlies all know my routine, so as soon as we arrived and unpacked, we went looking for an adult store. The hot bell-hop suggested the Hustler store which was not far. It was my first time in one of Mr. Flynt’s fine establishments. I was like a wee one in a candy shop; surrounded by all sorts of goodies. There was a special room in back for VIP members that intrigued us. Like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory brats, we had to know what was behind that curtain. I politely asked the lady behind the counter how does one become a VIP? She snapped at us, “I’m sure you don’t have what it takes.” Feeling rebuffed, we were set to take our business elsewhere, when we heard a deep voice behind us say, “Now Ashley, that is no way to treat beautiful women.” I turned around and much to my surprise it was Larry Flynt. He apologized for the rudeness of his employee and invited us back to the VIP room. This was where all the high end sex toys were located. I had never seen such expensive toys. Mr. Flynt was a doll baby. He said because of my beauty and to make up for the rude way we were treated, I could pick out anything I wanted in this room as his gift to me.

There was a gold encrusted prostate massager for like 5 grand. A diamond studded vibrator for about the same. Lots of hand crafted glass dildos. I saw gold handcuffs and silver plated nipple clamps. The sex life styles of the rich and famous!! Then, I saw it; the unicorn butt plug. This was no ordinary butt plug. The actual plug was solid silver and spiraled like a unicorn’s horn. And the tail was made out of actual horse’s mane. Mr. Flynt saw my eyes get really big; I may have even salivated a little. I will never forget his words to me: “Carla, do you know how wonderful it feels to have a shaft of solid silver lodged up your rectum as you role play that you are a beautiful mythological creature?” No Mr. Flynt, I have never had that pleasure, yet. This was the Lamborghini of butt plugs and I simply had to have it. It’s price tag: $3,675. I know he said I could have anything I wanted, but that was a high price tag. He assured me it was no problem and ordered his bitchy clerk to wrap it all up nice and pretty for me, and to threw in some gold dust body lubricant. I felt like a princess. I was spoiled by a wealthy, older man who wanted nothing in return but a kiss on the cheek and a smile.

Now, any city I visit, if they have a Hustler store that is the first place I go for my souvenir. Before I left Vegas, I broke in that special butt plug with a high roller I picked up in the casino the very night I acquired it. Larry was correct; there is no better feeling (outside of a throbbing cock) than pure silver up your ass. Do you have any favorite toys? I’d love to hear about your special “souvenir” and the first time you used it. Maybe we can use our souvenirs together?