Humiliation is what gets me wet, hands down. Eating crumbs off the floor or out of dog bowls, crawling around naked on wet cold cement. Being fucked in an alley by some dirty homeless man and left in a trash can like a piece of garbage… now that’s fucking hot!
But the best time I’ve had is so simple. I was on my hands and knees pleading to be released to go to the bathroom and go pee. My butt was wiggling and I was bouncing. I’d been there for hours in my panties and bra. I was cold and achy and my bladder was about to burst!
“Please! Please let me go Sir…. Please?”
Suddenly he propped himself on his elbow peered down at me with cold steel in his eyes and said “Go.”
He hadn’t said the release word… he had just said “Go”. I was a little stunned. Was he saying to “go” right there? On the carpet? In my panties?
I couldn’t do it! I couldn’t let it go and be that dirty that much of a desperate slut. I couldn’t give in to his power by giving up that level of say about myself. I just couldn’t!
I swallowed, shut my eyes really tight and let the yellow gold “go”. I couldn’t believe I was Leaking. I felt so dirty, like a bad puppy like an animal. My face flushed red and my panties were soaked. I could smell my urine puddling warm around my knees.
But… at the same time, it felt good. My bladder relaxing, the comforting warmth, the knowledge that I was being a good girl. I even enjoyed the humiliation as it shivered down my spine.
He leaned down and grabbed a fist full of hair he told me I was a good slave. He taunted having me do it in public. I purred like a kitten and I wanted it. I only found out later that it’s called Omorashi.
And, now I’m obsessed. I love leaking and I simply adore talking about it and sharing it over the phone. I’d talk about it for hours and I love getting wet listening to you got off on it with me, Shameless Slut Jordan Let’s have some Omorashi phone sex!
You had better feel lucky, because today I am going to share a bit of myself with you. I totally feel like I should because just got back to Talk Lust phone sex. As you’ve probably noticed, I have a different look and vibe than the other girls. I may look tough on the outside but on the inside I am just as fucking horny and deviant as you are. I come from an extremely affluent family in New York. I am used to getting exactly what I want when I want it sexually and otherwise and Daddy always made sure I never had to really want for anything when I was younger. Daddy also had young delicious girlfriends running in and out of our lives constantly and I am so grateful I took the time to taste and learn from each and every one of them.
From Heidi I learned the lovely art of forced intoxication. She taught me that even though it may seem like a sure thing a bit of insurance can always help. I prefer a mix of rohypnol and Viagra because I can get the tab paid and have my own personal fuck zombie. The exquisite Catherine taught me the beauty of financial domination. She had her own fortune but still reveled in squandering Daddy’s money like it was going out of style. The more she spent the harder Daddy’s cock became. She had Daddy crawling on his knees with his credit card clenched between his teeth. I loved her technique and I follow her teachings still to this day. She was a trophy wife with a despicable yet charming streak. The striking Amanda had a pussy that tasted like a ripe mango and a strap on that almost tore me in two. When Daddy was or wasn’t home she would find her way into my room and into my pussy. No matter how brutal the fucking was she would always find a moment to cuddle with me and whip up some hot chocolate afterward.
So there you have it, a tiny taste of my life. You know you would like to hear more and I have so much more to share since Daddy had so many girlfriends.Nothing gets me more excited than talking about my past exploits on a naughty phone sex call, but I am open for suggestions as well. I look forward to conversing with you soon…
Your Phone Sex Princess,
Since I was a girl, men just seemed to love to suckling my little nipples. When I got a little older my breasts grew and started to produce the most tasty and fantastic white milk with their encouragement.
Most of the time I can keep it under wraps, but there are several times in the day that I just need to be milked. My breasts get so big and heavy with a meal that they practically burst when I finally feed a hungry man. I never seem to run out, and the dribble of white from the corner of his mouth is very stimulating to see!
Visiting a dairy farm once made me wish this could be my life. Lining up with other girls in the barn and making my breasts ready for milking time is such a hot idea to me. Thinking about the smell of hay and the happy smacking noises from satisfied men just gets me so excited!
I love sitting in a comfy spot with a man’s head in my lap. The suckling sounds are so arousing my pussy just gushes! I love seeing a man’s belly get full and his cock get hard. It makes me feel so connected to him. I get to nurture him on a fundamental level and he gets to be fat and happy.
The best part is stroking his hard cock as he kneads my huge soft breasts. The loving connection and the deeply erotic sensations make it a whole body experience. I love hearing the moans and the yummy noises and the way his hips rock up and down with each loving stroke. When he cums all over my gentle hand I know he couldn’t be more content than in that moment.
In the end he’s so fat and happy, I wrap a blanket around him and pet his hair. Listening to him fall into a deep sleep fills me with warmth. I’d love to tell you more and hear you enjoy my tasty liquid, let’s get into Lactation Phone Sex together!
Shameless Jordan here again to answer an often asked question by my favorite callers.
I get asked a lot about what my ultimate fantasy is. There are so many to choose from, as they each fill a fun need. I’m usually stumped by that question but when I think really hard about it I always come back to one in particular, Creampie Gangbang Phonesex.
I have this photo of a girl in a medieval stock with the words “Free Fuck” written above her perky ass. It’s one of the hottest fantasies I’ve had for a really long time. The idea of not seeing who’s going to be using my pussy for their own pleasure… It’s honestly the ultimate in being of service.
I love the idea of feeling the different sized cocks thrusting hard inside me until they spasm with release. To have strong hands gripping my hips and feel the different male bodies slap against me, I’m sure I’d drip with pleasure.
Topping it off is the thought of a massive amount cum loads dripping down my thighs. I get so excited thinking about how many men would use me, what they might look like and who they might be. The anonymity of the situation simply adds to the hotness.
I read recently that 90% percent of male sperm is specialized to kill the sperm of other men they’re called killer sperm. I kinda like the idea too of seeing who’s might win out. Who’s would be the strongest? I bet it might be yours ;).
And when my pussy is stuffed full of loads of cum I get even more turned on at the idea of men shoving their cocks deep into my mouth. There are so many creative things that could happen in this fantasy.
I feel so nervous thinking about doing it but soo hot at the thought of following through with it. So, why don’t you call your Shamless Slut Jordan and we can get creative with one of my favorites…Creampie Gangbang Phone Sex.
Hey all you kinky callers! I hope your summer’s off to a HOT start. I’ve been pretty busy with my latest boy toy, who is one pervy guy let me tell you. I was over at his house just the other day, and he brought this edible chocolate body butter to bed! First of all, anything chocolate is pretty much guaranteed to drop my panties ~lol~ but when he started smearing it all over me, I thought I was going to cum just from the smell!
But omg that was nothing compared to how good it felt when he started licking the cocoa paint off of me! He started at my feet (of course!), kissing and nibbling, sucking and licking each one of my toes. He kept pushing his tongue between my toes like he was tongue-fucking my pussy, and I swear to God it made me as wet as if he’d been eating me out!
So my feet were clean, but the rest of me still had streaks of chocolate. He reached down next to the bed and brought up a whipped cream can. Before I even realized what it was, he had swirled two little dollops on my nipples. Mmm, it felt so good when he bent down to lick them off. I was begging him to fuck me at that point, but he just squirted some whipped cream into my bellybutton and made a trail down to my clit with it.
I swear he took about a half hour to lick that line of cream off of me! He’d stop and move up to kiss me, feeding me tastes of chocolate and whipped cream, and then move back down to my tummy. By the time he finally got to my pussy, it was dripping wet! I was shoving my hips up against his tongue, begging him put it inside me. His tongue, his fingers, his cock, I really didn’t care so long as there was something for my cunt to squeeze on.
I had my head thrown back and didn’t see what he was doing, just felt him pull his mouth away from my clit. He slipped two fingers into me right as I felt something warm and sticky splat across my pussy lips, followed by his lapping tongue. Honey! Fuck it was going to be a mess to clean up but hey- we were at his place.
He worked his fingers in and out while he sucked at my clit and pretty soon I was gushing and squirting all over! (I can be a juicy girl sometimes. Hehe.) He was all, “look at the mess you made!” And I was like, “you started it!” ~lol~
Want to see how wet I get when you make a dirty, sticky slut of me? Call me for messy phone sex now, and get ready to call the maid service afterward. ~wink~
I’m sorry for not being able to send everyone a personal note on this, but I literally have no time. Some of you may know that my personal life has been going more than a little crazy over the past 6 months. I had hoped that it would be settled again by now, but it is only getting worse. So I have made the hard decision to take a year off from phone sex to concentrate on getting things back on track.
I will miss you all. You have allowed me to do what I do best, tell stories.
I thank you all for that.
Howdy everyone. Let me introduce myself I’m called Nasty Natasha by my gentlemen friends and by Naughty Natty by my “very close” friends. They are awfully fitting especially when you find out why I get such nicknames. I’m not shy about it, as long as you don’t mind hearing about it!
I remember the first time I saw Sam the dog get excited. He was chasing after a lady dog and she would hold still for a few minutes while he jumped on and started humping madly. She would suddenly jerk sideways and run off. He would prance after her and it would start all over again.
I could feel the sexual tension from where I was standing and I felt the tingling between my legs. His hard lipstick was out of the sheath and I wanted so badly to touch it. He was panting and in such need. I wondered if it was okay for me to help…
When I talked to my Uncle about it he just laughed and said it would be fine to explore those sensations and feelings with the dogs. He said they would even like it and wanted me to.
I remember he enjoyed watching me approach Sam, I would rough house with Sam at first and wind up on my knees, butt wagging wildly in the air and it just seemed natural for my hand to slip and touch his rock hard cock. He followed his impulse and would hump the air next to me. I would coax him on top his paws digging into my hips and dewclaw scraping my skin. I would get so wet it would drive me crazy I could feel my panties get soaked and slippery. I wanted… more.
Part of me felt that it was wrong but the other part of me felt so compelled to do it, to touch it, to feel everything that it overrode that nagging irritation. Eventually it went away completely and I’ve had the most fun in my life ever since.
Give me a call today and lets have some knotty phone sex. I’ll share all my knotty stories with you and well share in this nasty fantasy.
I was recently catching up on the latest news when I stumbled acrossed one that set my mind a flying! The title was “Teen Held as Sex Slave…”…. Can it get any better than that?
Apparently she was held in a metal box on a California pot farm. The metal box had holes in it that they would spray water into to clean the monkey smell off of her. She would get water through that hole too…. damn!
I just imagined being kidnapped, stripped of all my clothing and shoved into a box in the middle of a field to ponder my life. I can just imagine the fear and the wetness. Not knowing when they’d come back or what would happen to me. Thinking about my captors unlocking me from the box shoving me to the ground. I would fight and struggle, a large fist would slam into the side of my head and daze me. I would feel the bile coming up and rough hands flipping my legs to the side as calloused fingers were shoved into my wet pussy…
Mmmm… Just thinking about all of the dirty nasty things one could do with a helpless woman, I’m practically dripping with the ideas.
There were also reports of, “Various contraptions that appeared ‘consistent with sexual bondage and sadomasochism’ were also found during the search…” One can only imagine what those items were. Perhaps a hood, shackles, canes, paddles, rope? Like I said, it’s a perfect intro to a sexy scene.
Sex slave phone sex… now that’s what I want to try. I wonder who shares in this fantasy. Who wants to take out all of their nasty rough sexual desires of torture and violence on me, Shameless Slut Jordan? We all know I’m game for it. I’ll do anything to get you off.
Howdy y’all! Country Girl Natasha here and I wanna tell you something I find hot!
When living on the farm, I enjoyed watching the little piglets running around in the rain. They’d end up creating so much mud with their carefree romping that they’d be completely covered from nose to rump in thick mud in no time.
I remember one time when I was on the ranch with just my brothers on a particularly stormy day, I snuck outside to watch the piglets. The were chasing eachother around and around. I felt a tingling in my tummy and couldn’t help myself, as I lept over the gate into the large mud puddle.
My feet slipped out from under me and I plopped down with a sploshing noise on my butt my pants were covered. When I tried standing I spilled again and landed on my back. I reached up and felt all the mud sliding in my hair and I slid my hands down my face. I started giggling and with a burst of joy I flopped over on my belly. Grabbing handfuls of mud I slid it all over my body.
In the middle of my surprised fun, I saw out of the corner of my eye a figure jump in the pen with me. It was my older brother. With his shirt off and suspenders around his hips, he walked over to me and grinned down. I asked him to join me in the fun!
With a twinkle in his eye, he got down on his knees and I could see he had a different game in mind. Grabbing a handful of slimy hair, he shoved my face into the mud and then slapped a mudpie square in the face. Laughing and spitting mud out of my mouth I gasped when he flipped me over on my hands and knees. He grabbed the waistband of my pants and yanked them down exposing my tight little ass.
With a wicked laugh he shoved his finger deep in my wet pussy and finger fucked me hard. With excitement I started shoving back into his…. We had a lot of fun that day in the rain.
Sploshing phone sex is a blast and a joy to share. Letting go, enjoying slime squish between my toes is the most erotic sensation. Lets talk about it, I have some chocolate syrup I’ve been dying to use!
Do you wanna know my newest fantasy? Well…. let me, Shameless Slut Jordan, tell you all about it
We meet in a seedy bar, I’m pretty tipsy but charming. You’ve been watching me flirt with several desperate boys and you smile when you watch me kindly send them on their way. Giving me that universal signal to come over, I’m struck by your confidence and I can’t help myself, I stand and slowly walk over to you keeping eye contact the whole way.
After some quiet conversation, you convince me to come with you to the bathroom. We make out and I start pleading for you to please fuck me! But you have another idea…
You take me out to your car and drive us to a truck stop. Around back there’s a dirty little bathroom with a few stalls. Burly men come in and out. Exhausted truckers needing to relax and relieve themselves.
You whisper in my ear to trust you, and I nod shivering. Plopping down your utility bag you brought in, you reach inside and pull out some rough hemp rope. You sexily push me onto the grimy toilet and attach my hand to the sides of the tank. I’m so wet it drips into the toilet when you shove my skirt up around my waist. You produce a ball gag and quickly secure it tightly in my mouth.
I see you writing something on a piece of paper you’ve taped to the door, but I don’t see what it is until you move the door slightly… it reads “For Cum and Piss Only”. I swallow and start to struggle slightly and you simply step out of the stall and kick the door closed….
What happens next? I’ll let you decide! I can’t wait to hear how the Anonymous Phone Sex will play out. What dirty plans will you have? Give me a call and lets get hot and bothered together