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Ass so good I could eat it!

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Rim jobs phone sex is a down and dirty money maker. There is something so sinfully delicious about pressing your face into someone’s ass and lapping at their chocolate starfish. Angling your head to find the perfect spot so that you can lick as much as possible. Pointing your tongue into a makeshift cock to breach their forbidden area. Feeling their pucker give way as you apply firm pressure and begin sliding in and out. Feeling them press their cheeks harder against yours as they try to draw your tongue in further. Alternating between sucking that hole and fucking into it. Hearing the guttural moans release as they enjoy your oral ministrations on their rear passage. I will eat from their anal buffet until they cannot take anymore. I have imagined a daisy chain of ass eaters all strapping in and chowing down. In my personal case I really love the feeling of a man with facial hair tucking into my toad in a hole. The soft texture of his whiskers tickling my taint. I feel sorry for all the people in this world who have never enjoyed eating ass or having their ass eaten. It is a forbidden delicacy that all should try once.

The Best Phone Sex is with a Switch

phone sexThe best phone sex sluts have no limits or taboos. I am a sexy switch. I can be a gfe or I can be a submissive slut. Not just any man can do what he wants to me. I need real men. Not posers. I want a big cock, a big wallet and a handsome man if I am going to be his subby bitch. For the right man, anything goes. I do not care if it is rough sex. I get into hardcore fucking. I do not want to be your girlfriend. I want to be your whore. Trevor showed up last night to remind me that I am a dirty whore. He grabbed me by the throat, tossed me on the ground, spit on me and tore my clothes off. He ravaged me right there. It did not matter that I had to get to work. It was about him. I did not mind because Trevor is rich, handsome and hung. Men like that can have their way with me. He got pissed, however, that I enjoyed the rough treatment. Some dominant men like that I get into being treated like a bitch. Others want me to cry and plead for them to stop. He decided I needed a hardcore ass fucking. He added some strangulation to the mix to turn it into  some erotic asphyxiation play. I almost passed out. I was getting very weak. I did pass out because I woke up naked on my couch. My body was bruised and sore. The word whore was written in pink lipstick on my forehead.  Some women would have called the cops. I am not some women though. I am a whore for men with big cocks and bigger bank accounts. I let Trevor have his way with me, even if it was dangerous. Remember. I am a sexy switch. Which side of me you get demands on you.

Halloween Whore’s Haunting

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The way Master’s cock was slamming into my submissive slut cunt made me forget every prayer I’d ever known; I was drowning in the sin of Him, and nothing could make me holy again. Master had my slutty nun costume hiked up around my hips. His name was slipping from my lips, my pussy dripping deliciously as He dug His fingers into my hips. I was sky high, living out my fantasy of a Halloween cream pie and begging for more as He slapped me across my face from behind.
Master had drank an eighth, and cut some lines. He was divine in His use of my fuck holes, and the way he dominated my mind. I was hypnotized by his cock driving in my tight, hot wet cunt deeper and deeper. I knew this was right, to be used under a cemetery lantern’s light half past midnight on Halloween.
He tugged on my leash; I choked back a scream. I was cumming all over his cock; how it gleamed in the light as I leaned on the bench for support. I’m a whore, and I’ll submit to any man from my core. I used to work nine to fives, until I realized I needed more. I adore the hard slaps of His hands, to fulfill His demands, and I beg that His brands His name into my skin. I’m his slut forever, and I’m lost in his sin.

Slavery Phone Sex

Anyone have any rope?

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BDSM phone sex is really fun to get yourself tied up for an afternoon. Daddy was really angry at me when I got home today. I asked him and then I saw my recent report card lying on the table. I knew that I had failed english but I had also failed history. It’s not MY fault that the hottest guys in school were in both of those classes! I tried to explain it but Daddy wasn’t listening to me. His eyes kinda went glassy and he grabbed me by the arm and started pulling me downstairs. I was trying to get him to let me go but he just tightened up his grip and pulled me downstairs. As a brat I was never allowed in the basement and now I knew why. It was a BDSM playground down there! I saw whips and canes hanging on the walls. There were paddles of different shapes and sizes on a table. A big bench that looked like it was meant for church with an area for kneeling. There was a big cross on the wall with some leather cuffs attached. It seemed that everywhere I looked there was something scary to look at. He brought me over to the bench and knocked my knees out from behind me and forced me to lie over the top. He then tied my hands to the front and my legs spread in the back. He shoved a red ball in my mouth and then proceeded to spank me so hard with his hand and some of his paddles that I thought my cheeks were going to be bleeding. When he finished all of his anger seemed to have disappeared and my loving daddy was back. He told me that he was sorry but that it needed to be done. He told me that I needed to pay more attention in my classes and my sore behind should ensure that. He then told me that if I failed any more classes that the punishment would be much worse next time.

Stripping Like A Submissive Slut

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I’ve been trying to keep in shape during all this quarantine nonsense, so I installed a stripper pole in the front parlor. It’s not like we were having company anyway, so it just didn’t seem like a big deal to me. Well, school went back into session and we started letting the brats attend. I live right across from the school, and I’ve had the hots for the crossing guard for years.
Well this morning, I was up early doing my regular dance routine on that pole, shaking my ass like the little whore that I am when I caught him staring at me. He wasn’t just glancing, I could see how hard is cock was through his pants and I knew that he had been watching me slide my lithe little body up and down that pole, shaking my ass and rubbing my perfect tits. I get really nasty with my pole, and sometimes I let it grind right against my little clit.
I realized the crossing guard had seen all of this, and it turns me on so fucking much! I almost died when I realized, but then I realized how much wetter I was! I put on my favorite song to dance to, a little Pussycat Dolls, and started grinding up and down that pole, full-on fingering myself right in front of my window. I saw the crossing guard start to rub his cock through his pants, getting nervous every time a car drove by. It was dark, so I turned up the light so he could get a better view.
When the song was over, I closed my curtains and sat down to start finger fucking myself. That having been such a hot fucking experience! Not even 10 minutes later, my doorbell rang. And guess who was at the door.

Submissive Phone Sex

Anal Play Stretching

anal phone sexYou don’t even have to ask, just lube that thick fucking cock up and slide it directly into my tight little asshole. I want you to turn me in to the dirtiest anal cum dumpster that has ever been thought of. How many loads do you want me to take? Three? Thirteen? How about thirty? I can get stretched and used that much all in one day, as long as I get my nose candy fix. Coke myself out a little bit, and take the pounding that I deserve in my once tight Chocolate Starfish. There’s just something about getting my little ass stretched out that turns me on so much. It hurts so fucking good, but it sure is shit makes my pussy dripping fucking wet. Sometimes my nipples leak too, and I swear to God these anal fuckers love that more than anything else. Except for when I squirt while they’re banging me in the booty. Yeah I can cum from taking loads in my ass just like the perfect submissive whore. That’s why none of these bitches can compete with me. I can give all these fucking John’s something that they can’t, and that is the ability to be the perfect anal cum Pocket Pussy, where they can deposit and drop all of that delicious baby gravy.

Big Tit Photos Make Me Rich and Relevant

big tits photosBig tit photos have kept a roof over my head the past several months. I have a nice rack. I did not always have big tits, however. Without a boob job, I would be a barely B cup. I had a wealthy patron when I was 18 who gave me tits in exchange for some naked pictures. Little did I know back then that he would sell my pics over and over and make way more money than he gave me for my boob job. Rookie mistake. I was never mad at him, however, because my boobs have made me money over the years and gotten me out of trouble. Plus, those first pics when I was just barely legal made me an Internet sensation and I booked gig after gig. When I tried to get into fetish modeling at 18, I was turned down time after time because my tits were barely there. Jim turned me down and told me to get boobs and come back. When I cried to him about being a runaway and broke, he took me under his wings, got me boobs and once I was healed, made me famous in the fetish world. We are still friends. He came to visit me at the strip club this week. It was a surprise and because of masks, I did not recognize him until we were in the VIP room. It was a pleasant surprise. He had a gig for me. One that would pay well and right now, who does not want some extra money? He has a private dealer who wants some sexy bondage pictures. He wants the model to be tall, blonde and buxom. He knew just the slut for the job. I start filming on October 26th. I get to travel to Ohio. Not exactly exotic, but I am being put up in a nice Air B and B for a week and being paid $10,000 for a week of bondage. I do bondage phone sex, but the real thing is where the money is at. If I did not have such big tits, I would be poor, boring and unknown.

Kinky Erotic Roleplaying

submissive phone sexKinky erotic roleplaying is what I had in mind when I started dating my professor of Liberal Arts. I needed a fix for my daddy complex and he was powerful enough to help me with this. My father was an amazing man and independently wealthy. He left my mother early on for a young piece of ass. In fact it was for two women that were together. I just really have this twisted need to play out how I suspect their sex life would be. I wanted this lover of mine to pick up a sexy woman from the club and we could play this out with a naughty threesome. I have always been curious of being with a girl and guy so this would be my amazing sex idea. We hooked up with a sweet college girl and she was smoking hot. I got to kiss her and make out with her as we did lines and got toasted. I enjoyed getting hot and heavy with her. My lover joined in kissing up my leg and over to hers. He is running his fingers up both of our thighs and finding some moist panties. He doesn’t hold back and starts slipping our panties down and burying his face between our legs. We are pressed together on the bed. He is leaning between our legs. It’s the most amazing thing. He had us both coming hard.

Hardcore Ass Fucking for a Soccer Mom

hardcore ass fuckingIf I wanted my weekend coke supply, I had to give a hardcore ass fucking show to my dealer. Now, I thought that meant him and his buddies were going to assault my asshole for hours with big black dicks for fun. That is usually what I must do to score free coke. Marcus had something else in mind for me. He had a bitch who owed him money. He thought it would be fun to have me sodomize this girl. I rarely get to be the alpha. I am always the bitch. The desperate bitch who needs a fix and lets men do whatever they want to her to score free blow. Marcus let me do a few lines of top-notch coke off his big black cock to get me in nasty freak mode. That shit goes straight to my head and I have NO inhibitions. When he brought out the woman, I was surprised. She looked like me. Just another soccer mom from the burbs with a monkey on her back. According to Marcus, she likes Oxy. I am not a pill head. I am a coke head, but once I was high, I no longer saw a woman like me. I saw a means to get coke. Lots of coke to party with over a three day weekend. Marcus brought her out to me. She was folded up like a pretzel with her ass exposed. I fucked her ass with big dildos. I listened to her cry and beg for me to stop. I had fleeting thoughts of sympathy for her. But I needed coke more than I needed to do the right thing. I ended up fisting her asshole until it prolapsed. I turned her asshole inside out and Marcus and his pals rewarded me well.  This drugs phone sex mommy has been partying hard all weekend long while some other soccer mom is sitting on an ice pack. Survival of the fittest.

Sometimes I Need Submissive Phone Sex

submissive phone sexI am a sexy switch, but my roots are submissive phone sex. I think it is normal to become a bit more assured of yourself and dominant as you get older. I am not like some sadistic dominatrix, but I can talk back to men, demand they worship my pussy, or I can hurl some insults to small dick losers and Splenda daddies. I do get wet, however, when a worthy man takes charge and owns me. I was sharing submissive stories with a caller last night and got nostalgic for a master. I am in my 30s now and I think most men want younger slaves. I was looking at old fetish shoots I had done, and memories flooded back. About 10 years ago, I was in Ohio on a slave shoot. I used the photos for this job and the photographer paid me so he could sell my pictures to different fetish sites. I was in shackles and chains and my photographer popped a tent in his pants. I could not help but notice. I suggested before we finish the shoot, I take care of him. He grabbed my collar, pulled it tight and slapped my face. He unzipped his pants and skull fucked me while snapping pictures. He was my photographer, not my master, but I was turned on. I had a wet bald pussy thinking of him owning me like that. We had just met, and he was fucking me like a dirty bitch. That was the beginning of a long relationship. He has been my main photographer and punisher for years. We have no romantic connection, not even working together as long as we have. He knows I am a sex slave and he treats me like a dirty piece of ass. Some women want to be treated like princesses; some want to be treated like dirty whores.