We needed to go shopping for a few home essentials, so I dragged my small cocked cuckold husband along with me to the supermarket. I let him dress in his assless chaps, with his pretty leather vest. Of course he wore his collar for me; he’s proud to be my cuckold puppy beta boi. I walked him up and down the aisles, his pathetic cock and balls on display for anyone walking by to see.
We met up with a big Bear Leather Daddy who wanted to play with my pet, and who was I to refuse him from sliding that thick Dom cock right into my beta boy cuck slave husband’s ass? My cuck boi cried while that big beefy cock stretched him, but watching his fuck hole get used really made my cunt wet. By the time that Bear came in his ass, we had amassed quite a crowd.
I was subtly playing with my cunt when the Manager asked me to follow him into the office. Well, he fucked my soaking wet mature pussy with his juicy big black cock until I came all over that dark fucking meat. My husband watched, his poor cock twitching in it’s chastity cage, begging for the release I would never grant him.
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Beta Boi Spermbanked In Supermarket
Farewell fuckers
I can remember ever since I was a small girl that I had snuff fantasies. There would be a girl who was mean or prettier than me and I would envision cutting her head off and watching her bleed. Boys who would push me down or take my toys and I would see visions of them being run over by the school bus and becoming a stain on the road. As I got older the thoughts stayed and would get more creative each year. The girl who stole my boyfriend in the 4th grade got mumps and I thought of her neck swelling so much that her head popped off. In high school it seemed that my fantasies really took off. I would find myself doodling in my notebooks gory scenes of the football team that had been dismembered and degloved. I would dream at night of the cheerleading squad being picked off one by one by a demented sniper. Now that I am older I like to scare innocent people by stopping really close to them in the crosswalks. I have been yelled and flipped off and little do they know that one day I won’t stop short anymore!
Dirty Phone Sex Stories
As a coed I had many encounters with Dirty Phone Sex. One was at a point I got so hard up trying to find a job that would be quick cash. I wasn’t going to hook. I needed some fucking blow money and a little extra for partying. My dad had started watching my spending and the ATM withdrawals were frozen. I had only one option: find an easy job at a bar or club. I was in an interview for some sort of stand there to look good and get tips type thing… oh and guess hold a tray of champagne. I think it was a catering thing, easy and clean. It was a little uptight but it was the type of people my Father associated with. So, as it happened an associate of my fathers recognized me. Well since daddy had cut me off I decided it wouldn’t hurt to play along with daddy’s friend and get myself a little extra. We both had needs. I blew daddy’s associate in the Master bedroom. I even let him fuck my pussy without a condom. He was a rich old man and a nice fat cock. Well, I got in trouble with the company I was working for. But I still got paid and found my little side play that would supply me all the nose candy and partying I wished for.
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For all things under heaven, there is a purpose.
The purpose of my knife is to remove those crusty smelly balls!
Does that make me evil,
I don’t think so! I feel as though I have a calling, just like a priest has a calling to save souls!
No, evil would be stepping on them with the sharp point of my stilettos, puncturing them and watching all the little simmers flop around on the floor like fish on dry land!
Ah, that thought makes me smile every time!
Just think how much more clear headed you will be without the little danglies!
I am doing you a service actually!
Don’t worry, you wont feel the serrated edge of my knife tearing your wrinkled sack.
I am not inhuman!
I will gladly wrap a nice thick rubber band around them first, cutting off the circulation and making them nice and numb!
But we can’t wait too long!
Muscles with out blood flow die and rot and I want those marbles fresh!
I love snapping a polaroid of your face as you feel the skin start to rip!
The look on your face brings me so much pleasure as I remember laughing while you squealed and cried!
Looking at this giant jar filled with tiny little balls makes my pussy drip and I can’t help but cum all over your picture!
Ha Ha Ha!
Sissy Phone Sex with a Diaper Loving BBC Faggot
I love sissy phone sex calls. It is a popular fetish. Even though we have a site dedicated to sissies, the rest of us, especially mommies, get a good deal of calls for sissies, adult babies and cuckolds. Yesterday, I hit the trifecta and did a call with a diaper wearing black cock loving sissy boy. He combined all three of the big fetishes in one call and he brought in my family. My eldest daughter and I put him in some Pampers. My oldest son made him suck his cock. All my little ones laughed at him. And I brought in my black stud lover, Leroy, to suck his big black cock. I lit up a Virginia Slim and smoked while I watched this little faggot bitch choke on a big black cock while in a Pamper diaper. Bella the BBC whore is what I called him. I made him beg for daddy’s big black cock. I even dressed him up like a girl in a pretty dress and Maybelline make-up. I gave him the cheap over the counter make-up because I wear the good stuff. I was texting my best friends and fellow co-workers about this pathetic little black cock faggot diaper wearing sissy. I wanted everyone to know what a little looser he was. I mean I am a dirty phone sex operator. I talk to all sorts of men daily, but a pathetic little BBC diaper wearing fag, is the biggest loser ever. All my friends agreed. I just sat back and watched the shit show with pleasure.
Snuff Fantasies For Losers
Cutting your penis off and slitting open those balls would be a joy for me. Castrating you of your manhood is what is needed. You are a bitch. I will use your own penis to fuck you with. Are you wet enough? Is that new pussy tight enough bitchboi? You have been a total annoyance to me and my girlfriends and we all thought about what to do with you. Well, I slipped away and grabbed you with me. You useless bag of shit. You’re annoying binging in and pestering us has been enough. Castration and making your balls into a pussy is perfect. I have my big black cocked gay leather man here and he is rude. I leave your fag hole to hm to destroy. I will just sit back, light up a cigarette and enjoy the finalization into making you a bitch. Thing is, though, you are My Bitch. Owners brand their property. I walk over in my 6inch stiletto heels and ash my cigarette in that empty ball sack before shoving that useless dick back in those saggy meat curtains. I take a final puff of my cigarette and brand you on those saggy empty ball sack cunt lips and laugh as you scream.
Taken By Force
He seemed so nice. I thought he was going to be good to me and treat me right. But I was made to get down on my knees and suck his cock like the little whore that I am. He held my head while he fucked my mouth over and over again. I felt my throat being forced open by his cock being shoved down there. Each time he pulled it out, it was covered in my spit. He told me I needed to put his big hairy balls in my mouth and feel how full of cum they are for me. My eyes were watering and the tears were falling as he fucked my mouth. He pulled my up by my hair and bent me over the bed. He didn’t even ask before he was violating my tight little asshole. He said it felt so good squeezing his cock trying to make it cum inside of me. He was moaning so loud, even louder than my cries from him brutally forcing his big fat cock inside of me. He held my hips still as he went faster, pumping his seed inside of me.
Humiliating A Pig
Every Pig needs a owner, and every pig a slave. Pig slaves need humiliation with mean phone sex sessions. There is no cure for your pigotry. You are a pathetic pay piggy that needs his Mistress. You are owned by me, loser. I will squeeze my needs from your balls, and your wallet.
I’m a very material girl. I had a sugar daddy hook-up with this pig. That’s what I call him and his place is always on his knees with a collar and leash. He is my pet. I get to invite the road crew working outside my condo in for my pig. I invite them in to the carport. I have my pig collared and kneeling in a begging position. He is naked, and pink like a piggy. In red lipstick I have P I G scribed on his pink boy flesh. He is to be used. I had the road crew taking pisses on his pig face while I sat smoking a cigarette and laughed at him. I demanded he show his gratitude for their time and piss and beg for their dicks. My little piggy faggot begged and got throat fucked by those stinky sweaty cocks of the road crew. He was a good cum guzzling faggot for Mistress Gemini.
Prostate Milking
There’s no reason to be ashamed that you like to be fucked in your ass honey. There are plenty of men that love it when I milk their prostates, cuck or not. During our Nasty phone sex calls oh, they really get off when I instruct them on exactly how to ram their dildos in their tight little assholes. It doesn’t mean that they don’t like women, it just means they like a little extracurricular work out in their shit box. You have to have a dildo that’s at least 8 inches if you really want to work that desperate little prostate correctly, and I instruct my perfect boys on exactly how to make themselves feel like they’re in heaven. Making a man cum from massaging his prostate is so much more intense than watching him cum from stroking his cock. It kind of makes me wet honestly to see how much pleasure they receive when I’m milking their prostates. Some of them like the feeling, some of them like the pain. Some of them like the pleasure, and some of them just like getting rammed in the ass by something big thick and hard! I can’t say I blame them too much, because I’m not opposed to a little anal fucking myself. I’ve been known to be a little bit of an anal cum dumpster, but instructing these men on exactly how to pleasure themselves drives me fucking Wild. Does your prostate need milking baby? Come and say hello.
Piss Craving Loser Pig
Mean phone sex is what a piss craving loser pig deserves. He thought he was hot shit and in control. The date started rocky and I was ready to ditch his ass but changed my mind. I decided I would make him the useless groveling piece of shit he seemed to be aspiring to be. I put him in his place at the restaurant. It was a flawless execution of making him pay and take notice. First I took control of ordering for us. It was deliciously eloquent and the way he stuttered in trying to but in on what I ordered, too funny. I had that waitress giving me his full fucking attention and completely ignoring the asshat. He was going to pay, and pay he did.
After running up a nice bill at the restaurant and me even controlling the tip, and yes I tipped that waiter good and with my number. He was pretty fine and I could have some fun with him. Back at his place as he decided that we needed to have a night cap there, it made things even more perfect. I played him good in controlling and seducing him no matter how hard he wished to regain control, he just couldn’t. He was throbbing hard from my Dominance. I had him so weak as I flawlessly gave him views of my breasts, my sweet ass rubbing against him, and my hand groping at his manhood. Ooops! He didn’t have shit for a cock! I knew what I had to do. Made him strip and get on all fours while I made fun of his pathetic dick. I made him oink for me and beg for my piss. The only way he’d get this pussy was as a toilet for my golden showers. Drink Up Piggy.