I’ve always been comfortable as a sexual switch but lately, I’ve been feeling more in control than not. Well, I was until one caller flipped the script on me and turned me into his lust-filled little collared slave. Our first time playing, I called him a faggot and made him suck a ten-inch dildo. I still don’t even know how he went from beneath me to so far on top of me but he did.
Block Parties are my favorite part of summer! Normally, near the end of July, all of my neighbors and I plan a huge block party to celebrate one last time before the little ones go back to school and the weather starts to change. The men set up in the culdesac. Several grills and fold-out tables full of food from each family. We even set up a horseshoe pit and a little bad mitten net for the small ones to play.
Read moreFeisty Felicity Seduces You at the Summer Block Party Phonesex
Daddy. The word has always made me shiver. It can pack such a punch when whispered in the ear of a lover. A Daddy is kind and loving, yet firm and strict for your own good. It hit me like a sack of bricks this morning, I’m YOUR FUCKING DADDY!
Mmmhmm. You crawl to me. Begging for my attention. You want me to coddle you and tell you how special I think you are while paddling your naughty ass for all the wrong you’ve done. It’s obvious you want me to take care fo your needs. So, go ahead. Get down on your knees and call me “Daddy.”
PAWG, aka A Phat Ass White Girl. You know you are addicted to ass. Big, round booty cheeks are exactly what catches your attention. You can’t stop yourself from lusting over any phat ass that walks by. Wait…are you so old that you don’t know what I mean by PHAT? Ya know, slang for “Pretty Hot and Tempting.”
Read moreFall For Francie’s PAWG (Phat Ass White Girl) Phone Sex
When he bought me lingerie, I thought it was because he wanted to worship my perfect body while I was wearing it. Like a good little servant, I thought he purchased the beautiful nightie as an offering to his Goddess. Oh, how wrong I was. He’d bought us matching baby dolls and his intent wasn’t to worship me but the lingerie itself.
The matching baby dolls were made of the softest pink silk I’d ever seen. We dressed in them and took turns complimenting each other. His was tighter around his wide waist and it wasn’t nearly long enough to cover his throbbing bulge in the matching silk panties.
Eat this ass like a cupcake. I’m horny and there’s nothing better than getting my ass devoured. I can see you now. Crawling up from behind me, on your knees of course. Your big, strong hands moving up my toned legs. Take your time, boy. There’s no need to rush when you are worshipping your Goddess.
Lean in. Closer. Put your nose against my ass cheek and bite into my supple flesh. I’m like the forbidden fruit. Tempting and delicious. Once you have a bite there’s no turning back. This is one booty you can’t say no to.
My cute little nipple. They are always hard. No matter what I wear or what the weather is. It doesn’t take a cold day or a hot man to make them perk up. They are always pebbled and ready to play.
Because they stay so hard, I just love when someone plays with them. Not a gentle touch of a finger either, I want them worked!
Fantasy fucking is so much fun. One minute you are sitting in your home, all alone with your hand in your pants. Then you dial the phone and become transported to a new world of Fantasy Fucking Fun. One where I paint the details with my words and use my filthy mind to push your boundaries.
Your wife loves to go antique shopping. She’s always spending pennies on worthless pieces of junk that now fills the corners of your home while telling you that ONE DAY, it’ll be worth so much money! She thinks her junk is going to make y’all rich one day. Of course, you know better but you put up with her and her junk anyway.
However, today was different. Today she actually brought home a real treasure! In someone’s old barn, she found a magical bottle covered in layers of dust and grime. Something about the odd shape of the bottle caught her eye and she brought it home to you. Handing it off to you, she asked you to clean it up while she took care of a few more errands.
RHIANNA 1-844-332-2639 x 253
I knocked lightly at the door of the penthouse suite of the Ritz Carlton, Los Angeles and a few moments later I was greeted by a man wearing nothing but a white bathrobe.
“Hello, I’m Rhianna. You called up for a full body massage?”