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You’d think I’d know better by now, wouldn’t you? I guess I just can’t help being a brat sometimes, or maybe I just like it when Daddy has to show me my place. I know I took it a little too far the other day, and I would say that I’m sorry, but I can’t help it. I love it when Daddy gets all mean like that.
I really shouldn’t have told you “No” when you wanted to fuck my tight little ass that day. I know I shouldn’t have, but it just hurts so bad sometimes Daddy…
Or at least I think it does and then you show me what hurt really means. Like when you came over the other day and I could tell from the look on your face that you meant business and I was really in for it this time. I bounced over to you, trying to be cute to brush it off, but you weren’t having any of it, no. You just grabbed a thick handful of my hair and forced me down over the arm of the couch. My panties were already wet as you slid them off, and I couldn’t help but wiggle my ass and hope that you’d stick a finger in my slick cunt. No, you had other plans, didn’t you Daddy? You wanted to teach your little girl a lesson for trying to deny you.
You grabbed your little girls’ ass with those big hands, and spread them apart. I could feel my asshole tighten and quiver as a big lob of spit lands on it. Fingers roughly start probing me, first one and then two, and I cry out only to find a giant black dildo shoved in my mouth. You lean over me and whisper in my ear, “That’s going in your ass. Fast and hard, over and over again to remind you that all these little holes belong to me.”
I can’t help but whimper into the silicone cock and look up at Daddy as he roughly takes my ass, for once a little sorry about what I did.
I’ve done a whole metric fuckload of two-girl phone sex calls in my career. Back in the d-a-y, I was known as an incorrigible cherry hound; I delighted in being the first orgy call experience for newbie phone sex girls, and a couple of my regular callers loved giving me those sweet, sweet “virgins.” Quite a bit less common (but no less exciting) is doing phone sex for couples. Just this past week, I had one of the sexiest calls I’ve ever been a part of. (Names have been changed to protect the guilty.)
Rick emailed me a few days before he wanted to actually make the call, asking if I did couples and telling me a little about his idea. It was hot as hell, and my first response was, “damn, this is one lucky woman!” Lol! He wanted to pre-pay so when he called in the next Friday night, he could get connected to me ASAP. When my phone rang, he had a super sexy voice and didn’t sound nervous at all. Commendable, since his wife Cathy had no idea what was coming. He handed her the phone.
“Hi Cathy, my name is Donna. I’m a professional. I do this for a living, and a few days ago your husband contacted me to see if I might help him with a fantasy he had in mind for you. I’m curious what your night has been like so far.”
She proceeded to tell me how he had dressed her up that evening in only thigh highs and stilettos underneath a long trench coat. He had taken her to Victoria’s Secret so she could pick out a bra and panty set, but she had not been allowed to put it on. They were now in his office at work (so naughty, I know!).
“Wow that seems like quite a night. Don’t you think Rick deserves to see how lucky he is to have you for his wife? Why don’t you take off that coat?”
I then directed Cathy to model the lingerie for Rick.
“Rick, I want you to tell Cathy one thing about her that makes you unbelievably hot for her, which she may not know.”
I wish I could describe exactly how hot it was to direct the action between them. I could hear them kissing, starting to breathe heavier, and I knew it was only a matter of time before they hung up and got down to business. It didn’t offend me, I just figured I’d done my job well and they were ready to really enjoy each other. Fuck, something about knowing I did that is a HUGE turn-on. So if you want me to help put a smile on your special lady’s face, please feel free to contact me to arrange it. I promise you I can help make the sex between you two hotter than it has been in years!
Your boss is yelling at you, endless meetings of benign chatter, traffic was a bitch this morning and you just want to relax and have some peace and quiet.
Can you imagine coming home for lunch to a friendly, warm phone sex kitten who’s always happy to see you? I’ll listen to you as I hand you a cool drink. I’ll fix you lunch, whatever you want perhaps a sandwich? I’ll take off your shoes and massage your tired feet. Naked and kneeling in front of you, I won’t make any demands
If you’re in the mood, it will only take a word from you and I’m ready! Why go to the bedroom when you can fuck me where ever you want? Bend me over the kitchen counter, have me on all fours in the living room, maybe in front of the window so the neighbors can envy you.
Take your frustrations out on me, it’s good for you! Control me and have me crawl for you. I’ll wrestle with you until you win, pinning me to the floor and fucking me hard, you’re so strong!
I cry out at your skills at pleasure! You’ve got to be the best I’ve ever had… I’m such a lucky girl.
You just want me to give you a long a glorious blowjob? Like a slippery and warm massage for your cock, I’ll oblige. I know you don’t want to have to do too much, you work hard all day!
Do you feel better, how else can I help you? I just want you to be happy and content.
I’ll send you out the door with a smile on your face and ease in your step. People at work will wonder what happened, they’ll wish they knew your secret as the boss slaps you on the back, impressed with your self assuredness.
I know a lot of you guys must be thinking, “What. The. Eff. What is that crazy Lauren talking about now, seafood?” Well let me just take a second to educate the uninformed. Shrimping is just another way of saying toe-sucking, which is one of my most very favorite things in the world to have done to me. I have girlfriends who don’t get my foot fetish, but whenever I describe the following, they get all flushed and nervous and fidgety. Heh.
See, the first time I ever had my toes sucked, I came without having my pussy touched at all. No joke. I’d already told the guy he could massage and play with my feet- that was a few dates earlier. By the time our fifth date came around, I’d already given him a foot job, so when he asked if he could suck my toes, I was like “sure, why not?”
He started almost reverently, like he was afraid I’d change my mind at any time. His breath was warm and slightly damp on the top of my left foot as he started laying little kisses on the tips of my toes. Then he ran his tongue along them, over them, under them, and finally in between them. He sucked my small toe into is mouth first, then added the next one until he all but my big toe in his mouth. He was sucking so hard, I thought he’d swallow my foot whole! And the strangest thing started to happen.
I began to get wet. Really, really wet. Juicy even. I swear I could feel every movement of his tongue on my feet, on my clit. Like he was eating me out via my toes. I know it sounds ridiculous, but believe me it didn’t feel like a joke. Then he popped my foot out and started licking and sucking my big toe like it was a cock. My hips were pumping uncontrollably, and I couldn’t believe I was about to orgasm just from his shrimping me. It was a slow build, but then suddenly I just fucking exploded. I am not joking, I couldn’t see, breathe, or speak for like ten or fifteen seconds. Blew my mind.
Want me to blow yours? Call me for shrimping phone sex now and let me be your foot fetish fantasy!
Do you remember the fun we had a few nights ago, baby?
All my senses came alive. My scalp stung from the grip you used to pull at my hair, the scent of sweat and cum engulfed the room, the taste of your kiss was still on my lips, and my eyes caught sight of you ramming into me from the mirror on the wall. Our bodies were on fire as sweat dripped down your skin. I can still feel the cold drops falling onto my back from your forehead. My neck is still sore from how hard you pulled my hair to tug my head back. My thighs are still sore from pressing harder and harder against the kitchen table.
I just love when you’re selfish you know? I can see just how badly you’ve wanted it all day. You’re tired of my games. You’re tired of me teasing you and always taking control. It’s time to put such a demanding little bitch in her place. I can still feel it, you know. I can still feel how hard you fucked me. The sound of the wooden dining table still creaks in my mind. The smell of sex still lingers in the kitchen. Do you remember all the dirty things you had me do? How about all the nasty, degrading things you called me? What about when you laughed at how hard I tried to fight back a few times? Just when I thought I had all this control, you came in and showed me exactly what you’re capable of.
I get excited just at the thought of you doing it all again. I’m dying to know what you have planned for me tonight. Would you like for me to remind you of all my favorite parts from our fun? Give me a call for dirty phone sex so we can come up with even more ideas for next time. I can’t wait.
I want dirty, deviant phone sex, and I want it now. No, I don’t really want to fuck around with small talk. Not today. Don’t ask me about the weather or what I’ve been up to. Don’t bring me flowers, don’t tell me I look pretty. Grab me by the throat, and fuck me. Make me scream, make me bleed, make me beg you to stop. Pretty much anything is fair game, but for fuck’s sake, make me feel the full force of your animal instincts.
Wrestle me to the ground and use your body weight to keep me where you want me. Don’t mind if I struggle a little bit- I like to make you work for it. Believe me, I’m worth it. Don’t worry if I moan “it hurts!” while we’re going at it, either. I like a healthy dose of pain with my pleasure, and the more it hurts, the better it feels when the pleasure kicks in.
In the mood to tie me up and break me down? Humiliation phone sex makes me wet as fuck. Call me every nasty name you can think of and force me to admit how much I like doing the really sick, twisted shit. Make me a piss-guzzling, cum-gargling, three-hole whore for you and all your friends. Teach me how real bitches sleep in kennels and get bred by doggie dick. Blackmail me into procuring innocent jailbait for you to molest. Seriously, you cannot shock me. The more fucked up your phone sex fetish or fantasy is, the more I am going to get off on going to that dark, deviant, depraved place with you.
And it’s not all about me just taking it. I mean, I fucking love cock and being a dirty slut, but I am happy to turn the tables on you. Just be prepared to let me shove anything I want up your butt, because when I take my inner Domme out to play, she can get a little sodomy-happy. What? You’re going to love it and you know it. *grins*
So leave your inhibitions behind and call me for no-limit, deviant phone sex today…Because if you don’t, who’s going to take care of this dripping wet pussy for me, hmmm?
Your darling deviant,
*chewing gum and popping it loudly*
So dontcha know how awesome it is being a girl these days? Like seriously, I have my choice of guys to fuck, I have an amazing tight little body, and all I want to do is fuck!
Dontcha wanna play with me? I am the perfect little phone sex princess, I dress top notch in my tight designer jeans that fit my ass so so snugly and cute low-cut tops. My perky little tits bounce so lovely in them! I know all about who’s who and what’s what when it comes to college gossip too. After all, it’s my job to know everything about everyone, how else would I get to the top of my sorority house?
Maybe, just maybe I’ll tell you what it takes to be a house girl of mine. I bet you’d get all hard and sweaty thinking about the wonderful and evil things I’ve made the other girls do. *gigles* but I’m really not a mean person, I just love having everyone cater to me. I’ve spent my whole life on top, starting with my daddy, oh i had him wrapped! In school, I had all my teachers fooled, in college… well you know what college is like for a girl like me.
Think you have what it takes to play in my phone sex kingdom? Can you treat me like the preppy and posh princess that I am?
Talk to you soon!
Oh yes, I see you. The handsome gentleman at the end of the bar. You’ve been watching me since I walked into this place, and I’m ok with that. I like being watched. I like feeling your eyes on my hips and ass as I walk over to this table, slipping into one of the low leather chairs and crossing my legs slowly, seductively. Making sure the lacy tops of my thigh-high stockings are peeking out justenough from beneath the hem of my skin-tight cocktail dress.
Of course, from this angle I know my cleavage is even more impressive, and you make no attempt to hide your appreciation. When the waitress brings me a glass of champagne “from an admirer,” I give you a little nod. It’s all the invitation you need. Your “may I join you?” is answered with another nod. I don’t introduce myself, I just smile. Our names aren’t important. I’m not interested in conversation.
I take a slow sip of bubbly, acutely aware of your gaze glued to my full lips, licking my lips. I hear you groan softly and smile as you shift uncomfortably in these oh-so-comfortable loungers. My legs slowly uncross and then cross the other way. I tell you I’ll be right back.
In the bathroom, I slip the damp red thong from my hips and tie it like a bow around the plastic key card to my room. Walking back across the bar to our table, I know the eyes of every man in here are on me. How could they not be? I am liquid lust, melting across the floor. They all hate you.
I don’t sit, I just lift the flute to my lips, draining the last of the champagne in one swallow. “Thanks for the lubrication,” I say deadpan as I drop the room key and my panties into your lap. Recognition and realization dawns on your face. Want to know what happens in my hotel room? Call me for a sensual phone sex tease, and I might just tell you…
Time for some humiliation phone sex with your favorite, dirty girl Jordan here.
You come home as usual, I’m waiting on my hands and knees like the animal you’ve trained me to be and I hold your favorite paddle in my mouth. I stare up at you excitedly butt wiggling. I know I’m being a good girl.
You feel your cock getting harder as it fills with blood and you’ve already decided to go a new direction with me tonight. Tonight you’re going to see what I can handle. You bring down the posture collar and the stiff leather digs into my shoulders. You remove your tie and secure my hands behind my back. I start to get a little worried about what your intentions are, but I trust you.
Grabbing a chunk of my hair you drag me across the entryway into the kitchen. You reach into your pocket and pull out a handful of skittles and scatter them around the kitchen floor you’ve noticed I neglected to scrub appropriately while you were at work. “I said I wanted the floor clean enough to eat off of….so eat off of it!” You pull out your watch and note the time.
I start to quiver and I panic I know I have a limited amount of time to complete this task. I chase a green one around the linoleum floor trying to lick it into my wet mouth. It slides under the fridge. I feel my stomach sink and anticipation electrifies my nerves. You don’t even wait for me to try and finish we both know I couldn’t win.
You shove me flat on the floor and rip my panties at the seam. I cry out in surprise and I feel the molten heat shoot into my wet and throbbing pussy. You reach over me and grasp the garbage can dumping it onto the floor. Grabbing my hair you shove my face into the pile of dirty stench. “You’re a dirty fuck slut! Aren’t you?” You scream in me. I vigorously shake my head yes. Trembling and whimpering. Suddenly I scream…
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Don’t you just luv spring time?
Getting to play outside again in cute shorts and skirts. All the sexy skin that starts showing everywhere and I just love how frisky everybody gets in the spring time. You can feel the lust in the air. And I am getting all sorts of exciting No limit phone sex calls. And when I walk down the street in only a skimpy sundress and seeing all the eyes on me. Knowing they want to do dirty nasty things to me is such a turn one I just might lure a few of them into a romp in the park! Because my favorite part of spring time is getting fucked outside in the dirt and grass! Can’t you just see me bent over on all fours, my cute little ass in the air, white shoes and pink socks. I just cant wait to get dirty! I want you to grab fistfuls of dirt and rub it all over me! And if I have 2 or 3 extra cocks to help satisfy me then I get really happy and when I get really happy I start to squirt all over the place! Wouldn’t you love for me to squirt all over you?
Chime in my lusty little talk lust loves (say that five times fast!!) I can’t be the only one who luvs getting fucked hard in the dirt and grass. Whats your best down and dirty spring time story?