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Being A Cocktease Makes My Pussy Juices Flow

I am a fucking tease! I love bringing you to the edge of cumming then walking the fuck away and leaving you with blue balls. I love taking my tongue and running it everywhere besides your cock while you with around crazy with desire. I like licking your cock up and down and when you are just about to cum I stop. I eventually may reward you by letting you cum but that is only if you lick my pussy just right. I want to make you suffer. I will ride you until you are about to explode then stop and get myself off and walk away. Teasing hard cocks is my hobby and it gets my pussy soaking wet. Do you feel like being teased by a girl like me? Promise you will never regret and when and if I let you cum, it will be worth it.

Chad’s Special Delivery

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I’d been eyeing up my coke dealer, Chad, for a while. He was a real piece of stubble-faced muscle, and I wanted him to give me a special kind of high.

I invited him in, and he knew exactly what I was offering. He smirked, called me a “naughty girl,” and went straight for the kill.

Chad tossed me onto the bed and started feasting on my freshly shaved pussy. His tongue worked wonders, and I couldn’t help but squirm and moan.But I wanted more. I craved his cock like a drug, and I begged him to give it to me. Chad obliged, pushing my legs apart and sinking his thick rod into my sopping cunt.

He pounded me hard, calling me his “little cum junkie.” I loved every degrading second of it. The way he used me—like a hole made for his pleasure alone—sent shivers down my spine.My body quaked as I came, soaking the bed with my juices. Chad kept pounding, determined to give me the biggest high of my life.And damn, did he succeed! I squirted like a fountain, leaving a puddle of shame and sheer pleasure on the sheets. Chad grunted, his own release finding its way deep inside me.

We collapsed, spent, yet I felt incredibly alive. Chad’s special delivery had just made me his permanent customer.

Back Alley Bedroom Confessions

Let me tell you about last night—it was filthy, and I loved every minute of it.

This dude kept giving me those hungry looks, like he wanted to take a bite out of my soaking wet cunt. Yeah, I got wet—suffer from a little exhibitionism, do I? But who doesn’t like to flash some skin?

So, he drags me to the local alley. Lucky me, right? Thinking about it makes my pussy tingle.He pins me against the wall and chokes me—hard. My eyes water, but the tears only turn me on more. His rough hands tear at my clothes, leaving me naked and vulnerable. Perfect!

Mr. Stud mumbles some dirty talk about owning me. Hell yeah, own me! Fucking possess me like the little whore I am!

Then, he’s on his knees, attacking my cunt with his tongue. I gasp and moan, feeling his breath on my soaking wet lips. He laps up my juices like they’re the last drink on earth—and I’m fucking thirsty.He stands up, his massive cock prominent, and guides my head down under. I suck him, tasting his manly essence, loving the way he grips my hair and controls our pace.

Slap, slap, goes his hands on my ass. My cheeks are on fire, and I know I’ll have a nice red reminder of this night.He pounds into me, and the alley echoes with the slapping of our bodies. My tits bounce with each thrust, and the dirty talk flows from my lips. I’m his whore, his slut, and I fucking love it!

His fingers dig into my ass, and he spanks me hard. The pain’s a thrill, running up my spine and making my cunt drip even more. I’m a mess, and I’ve never felt more alive.

This dude fucked me like I was born to be fucked. Rough, wild, and oh-so-dirty. And when he came, I felt like the filthy little cum dumpster I’ve always wanted to be.

Foot Fetish Lovers, Come Play With Rebecca’s Feet

Since you have a thing for foot fetishes andFoot fetishes sex, I’m more than happy to tease the hell out of them for ya. Here’s what we can do:

First off, let me start by slipping off these bad boys from my sneakers and giving them a little wiggle in front of your face. My toenails are painted this super cute shade of pink that matches my lipstick perfectly – it drives guys wild when they see it. As I wiggle them around, I might even give you a little peek at the rest of my toes curling up in anticipation or tickling your nose just to drive home how fucking irresistible they are.

Next up? How about some gentle rubbing against your hard-on? You know those scenes where girls grind their asses on dudes while dancing or something? Well, why not try that with my feet instead? Slowly but surely, I’ll start moving closer and closer until our bodies are pressed together tight as fuck; then all bets are off as far as self-control goes because once those soft soles make contact with your throbbing cock… well let’s just say things will get real interesting real fast!

Now imagine if instead of grinding against just any old thing though – imagine if every time our hips met there was this delicate yet firm pressure applied directly onto the head of your dick through thin fabric only held between us by fate itself… That would be enough to make any man lose his mind! And trust me, I’m not above using that little trick to my advantage. In fact, I might even start rubbing circles around the tip of your cock with the ball of my foot just to see how long it takes for you to explode all over yourself.

The Corporate Cock Sucker: My Office Tale

Some might call me a corporate slave, but I’m the one in control. See, I’ve got a talent, a very special skill that keeps me afloat in the world of suits and briefs. I’m the queen of cocksucking, and my boss is my greatest fan.

Wearing the pants in this power dynamic doesn’t phase me. In fact, I CRAVE it. There’s something about being on my knees, looking up at my boss—a god in his expensive suit—while I pleasured him. Oh, yes, the power play is real.

I’ve mastered the art of sliding his thick prick down my throat. The way he groans, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy, is music to my ears. And when he comes, spraying his load in my mouth, he calls me a ‘hot sexy woman’—the irony doesn’t escape me.

He’s a misogynist, no doubt, but his wallet’s fat, and his cum’s delicious. So, I play the part of the submissive office whore, keeping my mouth shut and my eyes down—except when I’m looking up at him adoringly, that is.

It’s a game, a dance, and I’m the leading lady. Each time I crawl under that desk, I leave a little bit of my dignity behind. But hey, it’s worth it. Getting drenched in his cum and hearing those filthy compliments keeps me going.

This corporate cock sucker’s got her priorities straight. And as long as she’s getting what she wants, the world can keep spinning.

Foot fetishes get your cock hard? Looking for love? call me

Foot fetishes Foot fetishes get your cock hard? Looking for love? If you’re reading this, then you’re probably looking for some excitement and release in your life. Well, you’ve come to the right place, because I’m here to give you all that and more.

 I’m the woman who’s got men drooling and begging for more. I’m the one who knows exactly how to take control and make you feel things you never thought possible. And if you’re someone who likes to play footsie, then you’re in luck, because I happen to love showing off my perfect feet. Just the sight of them will get your cock hard in an instant.

I know you’re looking for love, sweetheart, and I’m here to give it to you. When you call me for GFE phone sex, you’ll feel like I’m all yours. You’ll get to do all the things a good boyfriend would do – like planting your face right on my pussy and working your tongue like a pro. Trust me, I’ll let you know exactly how I like it.

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And when you make me cum and I mean really cum, then you’ll be rewarded. I’ll let you feel my tight, wet pussy, boo. And as we continue to play, I’ll make you fall in love with me, baby. I’ll be your everything, your reason for living.

If you spoil me with money and gifts, I will let you do anything you want. I am sure you have a lot of needs and nothing makes me blush. I can even switch it up and make you feel like the big man. 

Just imagine my tight ass up in the air for you. I will be your good girl, allowing you to pound me hard. However, if you want to fuck my tight beautiful holes, you will have to impress me. I just don’t get into Erotic roleplaying with any Joe. You will have to worship me, spoil me, take care of me so I never have to worry. 

So if you’re ready to take the plunge and experience something truly extraordinary, then give me a call. I promise you, you won’t regret it. And who knows, maybe we’ll end up being more than just phone sex partners, maybe we’ll be soulmates, connected for life.

 

Great Blowjobs for Great Cocks Only

great blowjobsGreat blowjobs require a great cock. And I will say that until I am blue in the face. It’s true. Mature sexy women do not blow small dicks. Nothing goes in my mouth unless it’s at least 8-inches. So, I pick my playmates and my teacher’s pets wisely. And there are clues to tell if a man possesses a big cock. In my experience, the more boisterous a man is, the smaller his dick. Jack asses who brag about a big dick and all the possessions they have usually have the smallest cocks.

I like my guys shy, maybe inexperienced. Not virgins necessarily, but boys who have only banged teenage girls. Those are the guys who need me most. Mature phone sex women can teach them things. Important things too like stamina and making a woman cum. Both important life skills. As a naughty professor, I enrich their minds, and service their great cocks. My type? A young man with a big brain and a bigger cock.

Being Hot for Teacher Cums with Perks

Sam fits the bill too. A socially awkward boy who is hot for teacher. The first time I blew his 10-inch cock he spewed his seed down my throat in 30 seconds or less. And he felt embarrassed. However, I helped him last. We still fuck, but the first few weeks I needed to edge him and teach him mind control. Our minds are very powerful. So, we can train our cocks with our minds. But it takes patience and dedication.

Sam wants to last with me. He wants to last with his cock in my pussy, mouth and ass. Now, thanks to my tutelage, he can. In fact, he can fuck me for hours with only a few weeks of my expertise. Sam appeared eager to please this naughty teacher, so I took him under my wing. One of the perks of summer school is all the young socially awkward boys I need to train. Perhaps, I can edge you and shape you into a good lay too.

My Sex Therapy Sessions: An Unexpected Journey

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When my therapist suggested an alternative approach to my deepest desires, I was curious and a little nervous. But, boy, did I embrace the ride!

He started off slow, asking me to envision my ultimate fantasies. I described a world of erotic dominance, a place where I was in control and left my mark on willing participants.

Little did I know that my shrink had a few tricks up his sleeve. He suggested a live demonstration, an indulgent role-play to help me unlock my hidden potential.

The session took an unexpected turn when he produced a crop and told me to demonstrate my skills. The power rushed through me as I saw his eyes gleam with anticipation.

I ran my fingers down his pants, savoring the effect I had on him. With a naughty glint in my eye, I knees and went straight for his jugular—I mean, his crotch.

The moment my lips touched his thighs, I could feel his excitement surge. I looked up at him through my lashes, and he grasped my head, guiding my mouth to his aching member.

I took him deep, showing him the art of my throat’s caress. The muscles in his face strained as he fought to maintain control. But I wanted him to lose it, to submit to my will.

As I worked my magic, the room filled with his moist groans, a symphony of sensual delight. And when I felt him explode, the satisfaction was akin to conquering the highest peak.

Our sessions became legendary—a journey of discovery, power exchange, and intense orgasms. He unlocked my true nature and helped me claim my title as the dominant vixen I was meant to be.

Those sex therapy sessions were more than just kinky experiments; they were a revelation, a gateway to embracing my inner sensualist.

Femdom phone sex Forbad boys who need correction

Femdom phone sexFemdom Phone Sex for bad boys who need a little discipline in their lives. I know carrying the weight of being a provider and family man has weighed you down alot lately. That’s why you call me up so you can just submit and lose yourself. You love it when I take control, don’t you? Your deep breaths on the other end of the line tell me everything I need to know. Your voice, usually so commanding in the boardroom, now reduced to a whisper, begging for my guidance. I can almost feel the tension melting away as you surrender to me completely. And oh, how you need this release.

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I instruct you to kneel, to close your eyes and just listen to the sound of my voice. You obey without question, eager for whatever punishment or pleasure I may bestow upon you. With each crack of my metaphorical whip, I feel your devotion grow stronger, your desire more urgent.

“Who are you?” you ask, still kneeling, eyes closed. “Who needs to be punished?” 

“You,” I whisper, my voice low and seductive, just as you like it. “You need a good spanking from a Sexy dominatrix, Slut boy!  I’m just the perfect mean bitch to give it to you. Now, open your mouth wide and let me see your tongue.” Your response is immediate, obedient. The sight of your tongue licking your lips, begging for attention, sends a thrill through me. I order you to lift your shirt, exposing your smooth chest, and then to touch your dick. You do as you’re told, fingers quickly diving under your belt and into your pants. I can almost hear the sigh of relief escape from your mouth as you find the release you’ve been craving.

Tonight you will get lost in my Erotic roleplaying to become my sex slave. You are a bad boy and I will make Sure you cum as I manipulate your brain and your dick!

My Boss’s Cock Servant: A Oral Servitude Story

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Working late nights has its perks, especially when your boss has a penchant for oral fixation. I wasn’t the type to complain about my boss’s unusual requests—as long as his wallet was fat, I kept my lips sealed.

There I was, bored out of my mind, when he dropped the “blowjob” bomb. I knew the drill. Under the desk I went, mouth wide open, ready to swallow his every pump.

He never missed a beat, pounds of pleasure pulsating in and out of my throat. I’d mastered the art of deep-throating him, earning me boasting rights among my friends.

As he thrust, I imagined myself as the office whore, a mere cum dumpster for my superior’s delight. The thought sent shivers down my spine, making me even wetter.

His cock felt like a piston, going in and out with force. I gripped the desk for dear life, taking each thrust like a champ. The way he rough-handled my mouth made me feel like the dirtiest girl alive.

When he finally released, it was like winning the sexual lottery. His warm, thick load flooded my mouth. I savored the moment, his praise ringing in my ears.

“That’s what a real woman’s made for,” he’d say, smacking my ass.

I smiled to myself, thinking about the tonight’s payday and how I’d spend his hard-earned dough. Such a lucky girl, eh?

It was a mutually beneficial relationship. He got his rocks off, and I got my fix of kinky office sex.