A sexy dominatrix like me, knows size matters. When Jerry hit on me with such bravado at the club, I knew he was over compensating for something. The man was wearing a Rolex that cost more than my car. He was bragging about his collection of sports cars and buying everyone rounds of drinks. He was fixated on me. I am hot, but I wasn’t born yesterday, either. I know a small dick man when I see him with his clothes on. I decided Jerry needed put in his place. I invited him back to my place. He brought a $1,000 bottle of champagne. He made sure to tell me how much it costs. He was clueless that his money was not going to get him inside my pussy. Money doesn’t make you a man. A cock does. A real cock. One that can satisfy a woman all night long. I cock teased him with a sexy striptease. Tease and denial games give a man blue balls. I suggested he show me what he had for me. As suspected, nothing much. I broke out into a fit of laughter. “That’s all you have for me? I have seen bigger packages on a Ken doll,” I said sarcastically. He was not surprised by my reaction. He knew he was a small dick loser. He begged to serve me. He scored some points with me when he didn’t try to act like 3 inches was all I needed. He was just giving it a shot. A mature sexy babe doesn’t fall for the flash of money like young girls do. My days of faking orgasms are long gone. I let him rub his little nub while I fucked myself with a big dildo worthy of my cunt. I even let him eat my pussy. Usually men with small dicks, eat pussy well. He left me a $5,000 tip! I didn’t even fuck him, so I was no whore technically. Made some good money and didn’t fuck a cock too small for my pussy. Not a bad night.
Category: Femdom phone sex
Pegged by Maggie
Being so open minded is pretty great because every once in a while, I get to let out my dominant side. The other day, I met this man at a coffee shop. Something about him screamed to me that he needed to be taught to behave. We met back at my place. He came inside and I grabbed him by the back of the neck and started kissing him. I felt his cock growing hard under his jeans. I put my hand on his head and started pushing him down until he was on his knees. I told him “Lick,” and he happily lapped up all the juices from my pussy while I stood above him. After making me cum several times, I decided it was time to return the favor. I told him to get on all fours while I slipped into a strap on harness. I slowly entered his ass hole, his toes curling. Deep in his ass, I pumped harder and harder, hitting his prostate. I reached around and started jerking him off while I fucked him. It wasn’t long before he came all over the bed!
Sexy Babe Size Queen
As a sexy babe, I get the pick of the litter when it comes to guys. But just because I can have any man I want, doesn’t mean I do. I am a cock size queen, so just because you are handsome, smart and wealthy doesn’t mean squat if you have a small dick. I need a nice cock. I demand it and I am not against humiliation if you persist with your come on attempts when you have less than 8 thick inches for me. Mike found out last night that I was serious. My girlfriends and I were at a fundraiser for a friend of mine’s daughter. It was at a fancy bourbon bar. I was drinking 20 year old Pappy Van Winkle so I was not taking any shit. He told me he would buy me a bottle of Pappy, which told me he was over compensating. I politely told him I can afford my own and that I was out with my girlfriends. He persisted. I asked him to show me his cock. I insisted I wanted to know what was giving him all that bravado. Well, it sure wasn’t his dick. He had 4 inches at most. I told him I wouldn’t wish his sorry pecker on my worst enemy. He insisted I look again. Even whiskey goggles wouldn’t have made him look big. I snapped a picture and stared showing ladies in the bar his small pecker. I twat blocked him. He learned quickly, you mess with me, you get small dick humiliation. Women were trying to make the picture bigger just so they could see it. He didn’t last long after the all the women he approached after me laughed in his face. I went up to him before he left with his tail between his legs and suggested he buy himself a pair of panties because he was swimming in boxers. That made him cry. I made a man cry. Scratch that. I made a small dick loser cry. A man has a cock, not a clit. Stay on the porch boys if you can’t fuck the size queens.
The Best Phone Sex is Brutally Honest: Can You Handle the Truth?
The best phone sex is with mature sexy women. We understand your inadequacy. Young girls still struggle with honesty in the bedroom. They fake orgasms and blow smoke up your ass about how big you are when they have to squint to see your worthless pecker. That is one of the reasons older men are with younger girls; they can’t handle the truth. A mature babe like me, who has been around the block more than once, knows that the size of your cock equals the amount of her pleasure. The bigger your cock, the harder I cum. Some guys need the brutal truth. They need to hear that they cannot satisfy me they way I deserve to be satisfied. Now, don’t worry. Just because you can’t please me with your cock doesn’t mean you are of no use to me. I have lots of uses for small prick losers. You can be my cuckold. You can be my bitch. You can be my slave. You can be my sissy. None of those roles sound appealing? Well then you are shit out of luck. You can sit on the sidelines watching a real man fuck me until you come to your senses and realize it is better to be invited to the fucking than left out of the fun all together. Think you are man enough to take a different role than lover in my life?