Have you ever wondered how many bun-length hotdogs you can shove up your ass? Yeah me neither but I will hopefully find out this afternoon. Me and one of my favorite dirty boy callers are going to have a kinky competition and see who’s ass can handle more stuffing. I hate to lose so hopefully my ass will remain undefeated!!!
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Today I had the most wonderful phone call. The gentleman who phoned me didn’t want to get right down to business. He instead took a great deal of time just talking.
We spoke on a lot of subjects. Art, Dance, Music, Travel, and every thing in between. The time just ticked away, before we knew it our time was up. We said our good byes and that was that.
Five minutes later the phone rang and it was him once again. He enjoyed the call so much that he decided to call back. I was pretty surprised since we never did get to ‘play’ the first time around. But it turns out, that is only part of what he wanted.
He was looking for someone who he could just talk to for awhile. Some one that he clicked with, and could hold a conversation with him on his level. It turns out I have become that woman for him. It isn’t every day where I get to speak to someone for more then a few moments on a chit chat basis. I am not saying that those who do phone me are rude, on the contrary, all of my callers are fabulous men (and women), and I make sure that all understand how much I appreciate them.
One thing in particular stuck with me. At the end of the second call he told me that I was “Sexy Sophistication”. I have never in my life been called that before, and I very much enjoyed it. I have been walking around all day with a smile on my face. All because of being thought of as that.
Thank you for thinking of me more then a ‘phone sex operator’ and taking the time to spend some real special time. I will always look back upon the call with great fondness. I hope to hear from you again soon.
~Patsy~
How does one become a Fetish Queen you ask. How you become one is indulging in, researching, and putting into the practice of all manner of fetishes.
I take great pride in the fact that I have spent a great deal of time becoming familiar with varied fetishes over the years. The more deviant the better.
One of my favorites is Domination. No, I do NOT like to be dominated, no slave/sub shit here fellas, if you are one, fantastic, but I am not. Although that is one of my favorites, it is not the only one that I enjoy.
The list is vast. I think for Me that is what makes it all so exciting. I do not think there is any other type of craft that lets one explore so many different kinks as Phone Sex. Every time I answer the phone I never know what I am going to get. It’s like Christmas with every “Hello”.
Plus, I am 100% no taboo. That means no matter what you say, or what type of fantasy you have, or even if you have acted upon the fantasy at one point, that not only will I have fun with you, and do my fucking best to make it so detailed that it is like you right there again, but, what you say to me, stays with me. I’m like Vegas, but with a voice and a cunt.
Your Fetish Queen,
Frankie
He was incredibly fucking hot standing across the room sipping on his drink. Confidence dripping out of his pores. Something about his eyes told me he knew how to fuck and I wanted to stare in to those eyes as he pounded my pussy tonight.
The irony is that normally I have to beat guys off of me with a stick when I go out to the club. Here I am being the aggressive one tonight. Seeing what I want and knowing I am going to have it. So I walk up to him casually and ask him…”don’t you want to buy me a drink?”. He laughs and tells me that is an odd pickup line and I smile and just take his drink out of his hands and take a sip as I start dancing in front of him.
We dance and its like electricity waves going through my body. The attraction is intense. Fuck subtle flirting, I decide to just go for what I want and grab his hand and drag him out of the club and lead him to my car. As we are driving to his place he is already got his hand up my skirt and fingering my pussy as he nibbles on my neck.
We get to his place and don’t even manage to get the door closed before our clothes are coming off and we are going at it right there in his foyer. He drops to his knees and pulls my pussy right to his face before I can even get my panties off. He snatches them off of me and buries his tongue between my swollen pussy lips.
Normally I love a good long pussy licking but I want his cock inside of me. It dawns on me I haven’t checked out his cock yet so I ask him to show it to me while he is eating me out. I almost squirt all over his face when I see him pull it out of his jeans. Its not horribly long but omfg its fat and has a huge swollen mushroom head on it. I want it!
A chance meeting, a nasty rendezvous, or a nasty stranger fuckfest….whatever you call it the end result is we fucked the hell out of each other. Bad thing is I forgot to ask him his name before he left…
Would you like to have shower phone sex with me? I just love that feeling. The water rushing over my soft, smooth skin. I want to feel the heat from the nozzle as I spray the water all over my body. Then I aim the spray on my throbbing clit and then it happens. I love the feeling as the water gets me off.
It’s my favorite way to start my day; shower masturbation. Would you not love to be on the phone as I use the hot water spray to get off? Let’s do something down right dirty and come clean at the same time.
Shower phone sex goes both ways, you know you can call me from your shower if you would like. I am more than happy to soap you up and rub your cock to a throbbing hot orgasm. Let’s get in the shower and play… Your bath or mine?

































































































































































































