Stella


I have an addiction to Dirty Phone sex and I’m here to talk about it, an addiction to huge cocks splitting me apart and wrecking me like the whore I am. I’ve got a doctor’s prescription for four cocks a day bullying my pussy and every one of them has to be so big it hurts or I have to start all over. I’m dick obsessed, I get dick cravings, I’m pretty sure my pussy has a mind of its own because if I don’t get enough cock messing me up I get actual physical cravings that take over my naive mind and I have to take off to find some guy to teach about Rape phone sex fantasies – as in willing or not – to teach all about how my inner folds feel crawling up and down his fuck meat until he blacks out from shooting all he has deep in my cunt. I don’t just ride, I refuse to stop, my hips move on their own and my eyes are hyper focused on my goal until I get what I want. I technically have a boyfriend for when there aren’t better guys around, but I don’t know how long that’s gonna last because I ditch him the moment I so much as see a hungry bulge and my only real way of handling his jealousy is Domination phone sex, as in fucking him hard until he forgets what he’s angry about and can’t work out a proper response to all the riding and bucking and slutting I’ve been doing lately on his dime. It works, but for how long I don’t know. It’s okay though because once he’s gone I’ll just grab another one of you and fuck until I forget all about him! Nothing hurts for more than a fleeting moment when you’re a hyper slut and I’m like a battery because I just keep going and going and –