Phone Sex
You poor man, you get it only on your birthday, and Christmas. Sort of sucks to be you! I never really understood why, till today.
Hiding passwords from me is useless. Why do you think your house is never clean when I am done? It’s because I play on your computer all day, and there is no way you will get away with telling me to stop it. Getting nervous, are you? You know exactly what I saw.
This is how it is going to go from here on. You will do the work for me, and pay me triple. You will service me, and my boyfriend whenever we say. If you don’t, I will show everyone just what I saw on your computer.
You seem to doubt me? Are you trying to like touch me or something? I guess I need to refresh your memory. Let’s turn this on.
Oh look here! You down on all fours with your face in a dog bowl. Is that Michael from school? Oh, wow it looks like someone loves it up his flabby ass. You are now down on your knees, and Michael is sitting on your face, and…..OMG!! Did you just eat that. Oh dear, where are my manners? Let me pull down my shorts, and give you something to wash it down!
Just a few more weeks till Halloween! I love Halloween, dressing up, and teasing all the men. I love treats, but I also love tricks. My sister and I played the best joke on Mr. Chance last Halloween.
My sister is a few years older than me, but our tiny, skinny bodies are exactly the same, even our tiny tits! She has a much older married boyfriend. Guess what we did?
I knocked on his door, wearing a mask. I stole it from my Daddy. It was sort of leather and black. He completely believed I was my older sister. Giggles. We drank a bit, then we fucked. That was a cool trick! Wasn’t it?
My sister didn’t believe me though. She wanted to see for herself. I put my fingers in my wet pussy and brought them to her mouth for a taste. Yummy, hot, sticky cum. Guess what? My sister got the treat!
Trick or Treat give me something good to eat!
As one would imagine, the hot summers are my busiest time. All the sexy woman and girls walking around in little to nothing to beat the heat. You can’t contain yourself, can you? Tight shorts, thongs, and tank tops. It’s enough to drive a man wild. Your wives and girlfriends are having to deal with all the annoyance.
That’s why you’re here to see me. I believe you were told that I would make all your dreams come true. I’ll be making someone’s dreams come true for certain.
Be a good boy and strip for me. After all, a woman needs to see the goods.
Ah, very nice indeed. Trophy balls and a thick, 8 inch dick. Such a waste. I tie you down and you get even harder at the thought of bondage. Your wife never did that to you.
I blindfold you. You think this is going to be one epic fuck. Before the blindfold, you thought you saw me put something in my mouth. A glimpse of metal maybe? I begin to kiss down your body. You think you hear me say that it will be over soon. No, you want me to take my time pleasing you.
You feel a sharp pain and wetness. Oh yes love, it’s definitely over now.
The fucking just started getting really good when he shocked me by putting his hands around my neck. At first, it started out like a grinding massage. With each thrust, he squeezed a little bit more. I started to panic a bit and he whispered very soothing reassurance in my ear to relax me.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pressure. He squeezed some more and fucked me harder. With each squeeze, I could feel myself tighten up inside, closer and closer to climaxing.
Right as I felt like my lungs were going to explode, from not being able to breathe, I had a very earth shattering orgasm and squirted all over his cock.
Sadly, I passed out and missed part of it, but it was still fabulous! I do believe Sexual Asphyxiation is one of my new favorite past times.
When you see a tall, beautiful woman like me what do you think about? For some fetish minded men they like to think of my 5’9 sexy body growing even taller in front of them. Inches by the second until I am a sexy Giantess looking down at you.
Now where does your fetish mind go?
Do I then run through a town destroying everything in my path? Is it something more sexual for you and the desire to worship your Giantess and every single inch of her giant body?
Sometimes you want me to shrink you but most of the time you just want to watch me grow into the gorgeous Giantess you love so much.
I love to be uninhibited in fantasy phone sex with you and welcome all fetish play.
I was running so late this morning that I didn’t have time to take care of personal matters. I wasn’t but a few minutes into my Starbucks Carmel Frapp, when I knew my tummy was brewing. I do love that feeling. The problem was I love to play with my clit while pooping, but I was at Starbucks. I felt like both ends needed attention.
I ran to the restroom, and noticed a bit of brown when I pulled down my panties. Now, I was really getting horny. My panties smelled so fucking good. Maybe if I smear a bit of the smelly, warm brown stuff on my nipples. Oh, that fucking feels so good.
There’s a knock at the restroom door. He asks me if I could possibly hurry. I wonder if he can smell my pussy and ass? Should I? I tell him, the door isn’t locked.
A little walk on the dark side never hurt anyone.
Blasphemy play can be highly erotic, not to mention it makes you feel like you’re putting your very soul in jeopardy. How exciting is that?
I want to take you to that place where you feel like during our call, the floor will open up to be sucked down into the depths of hell.
I want you to fuck me with a cross. Fuck me by putting a strap-on onto a life-sized image of Jesus, have me dressed as a little catholic school girl as you ram your cock into my ass while I pray in Latin. Push your rosary beads into my wet cunt, while you kneel between my legs in supplication, praying at the altar, then place them between your lips and suck the beads out of me, hearing the creaminess of my pussy as you do so.
Let me present to you a statue of the Virgin Mary as I coax you into giving up your wet, hot load onto her perfect face, then watch as I lick off every bead as it drips down onto her praying hands.
So many bad bad things we could do, and all to make you feel like you’re in the presence of God, while actually knocking at the gates of hell.