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Trample Fetish Phone Sex – Cheerleaders Going Wild!

trample fetish phone sex He was meek and timid, awkward to the point of uncomfortable. A typical campus geek, shuffling around with his nerd friends, staring at girls that would never see him. Except for that night. That night everything changed for him. Forever. That night something would happen to him that would lead him down the long twisty path of fetish and kink, dropping him off at a spot where he could make all the trample fetish phone sex calls he wanted.
It started off innocently enough. He was called to sorority row to do some tutoring for one of the houses. It happened to be the sorority that all the cheerleaders belonged too and he was a big fan of the cheerleaders. He spent a few hours prepping the girls for a math quiz they had and then excused himself to go to the restroom while everyone took a little break. After he was done in the bathroom he started to head back to the study area. He got distracted peeking into the bedrooms though and forgot the time. The girls found him in one of their rooms, kneeling in the closet jerking off while sniffing a shoe. In the shock and confusion of the moment no one really knew who the shoe belonged to and no one cared. All the girls felt equally pissed off. The charged into the room and dragged the pervert out of the bedroom and downstairs to the main living room.
They threw him down on the carpet and stood in a circle around him. The girls took their shoes off and started yelling at him, laughing and pointing and calling him names. Then they threw their shoes at him, pelting him in the nuts as often as possible with their hard sneakers, high heels, boots, slippers, whatever they had on. He lay there on the floor, wincing in pain while drooling with excitement. The girls got closer and closer, stamping their naked feet on the carpet, kicking at him. Then someone stepped on him. Then another and another and another. A hot blonde smashed her foot down on his hand, pinning it to the floor. A cute red head put her foot on his arm while a pair of twins stomped on his chest. They ripped his clothes to shreds so he was naked, smashed and smushed and pinched and kicked under their pretty feet. Some where polished and soft and perfect, others were sweaty and dirty and rough. They all ground their feet all over him, even stomping on his dick. He started jerking around and they all jumped back just in time. He came all over himself with a mighty jerking thrust in the air. They laughed and then grabbed him and pulled him to the front door. They threw him out on the front lawn, naked, dirty, bruised and sticky and laughed and shouted. The other sorority houses heard the commotion and came out to laugh at him as well. He lay there for awhile and then got up and walked across campus to his dorm, naked, messy and totally forever addicted to trample fetish phone sex. 

Cuckold Phone Sex Cum Play

cuckold phone sex cum playDon't let my vibrator fool you... I love chocolate cock. My name is Suzanne and not only am I into cuckold phone sex cum play, I totally am living a cuckold lifestyle. I’ve been married for 4 years, but I’ve been with my boyfriend Steve for even longer than I’ve been with my husband. He is hands down the best fuck I have ever had. His big black dick is freaking amazing and I can’t get enough of it. Don’t get me wrong, I love my husband, but he just can’t please me in the way that I need to be pleased. I told him from the beginning of our relationship that Steve was going to be a part of my life and he agreed. He was reluctant at first, but the first time he saw me being fucked by that big black cock, he was just as hooked as I was.

First, it was only watching. But before too long, I had him on his knees between my legs licking the cum out of my gaping pussy. He didn’t want to do it, but when I told him how much it would please me, he just immediately started licking. And not long after that, he was on his knees with Steve’s big black cock in his face. He sucked it, but only after I just pushed his mouth down on it. Now, he’s not so reluctant. Now he begs me to let him suck it… and be fucked by it. I’ll save that story for when you call me. And you know you want to hear it!

I’m into quite a few things as far as kinky calls and taboo stuff I get into: cuckolding, small penis humiliation, cheating wife phone sex, BBC black cock white wife, size queen, forced bi and so much more. I think you get the general idea of what I like and what I can do for you. So what are you waiting for? Pick up that phone and call me now. You will not be sorry!

Mommy Fetish Phone Sex – Open During the Holidays

mommy fetish phone sex He wanted me to humiliate his mother. Fuck her even. Treat her like a dog. I laughed and said yeah sure, let’s do it. He had a euro trash accent and spoke low, like he was looking over his shoulder the whole time. I bet you’d be taking softly too if you were making a mommy fetish phone sex call. *laughs* He asked me what I thought about him. I laughed and said what do you mean? like I didn’t know what he meant. Then I told him to tell me about his mother. He said he fucking hated her and wanted me to humiliate her, use her, anything. Sick stuff. I laughed again. Then he told me how hot I was. How much he loved my tits and how tight my pussy looked. So different from his mother. Not like his mother at all. I laughed and asked, “Is she a fucking pig?” I could almost hear him shudder and nod before he stuttered that yes she was. And so it began.

Where my tits are firm and perky, hers are old and sagging. Sad old fat tits that fall to her waist. He says she is ugly and wrinkled and fat and saggy with a grey haired cunt that is dried up and dusty. I laugh and we talk more. Mother goes shopping, dressed in her posh ladies suit, hair set and makeup ready. She would be going to expensive boutiques as was her taste and class. A cold rich bitch that was ruining her sons life with her awful bitch ways. I laughed at his characterization of her and we continued. Mother stopped in her favorite boutique, greeted by the salesgirl by name. Just the two of them in the store Mother never noticed that the security guard flipped the lock and put up the closed sign. Mother shopped and then went to leave. They stopped her of course. Told her they needed to search her purse, for stolen merchandise. Mother was appalled. And surprised when there was a necklace in her bag. I laughed. They demanded to search mother. She shrieked and wailed about her status and they tugged her out of her suit. Stripped down to her bra and big panties they insisted she was hiding more. The girl took off mothers bra and panties, with great difficulty. She lifted each of mothers tits and twisted them about, searching for hidden jewelry under them. Then the guard made mother bend over and grab her ankles. He spread open her pussy lips and probed inside with a big fat finger while shining his flash light to see better. He felt around for a bit and then pulled out. the girl shoved her fingers in next, vowing to reach whatever hidden items were supposedly stuffed up mothers twat. They found nothing of course, even after checking mothers ass. They gave her clothes back to her and told her to get dressed and get out and she was no longer welcome. They didn’t want to sell to thieves and whores. I laughed as he pictured his disheveled mother, makeup running from crying, hair all askew. naked and hunched over, shamed and abused. He came thinking about her embarrassment and humiliation from the sexual violation. I told him that we were only just beginning the degradation of mother. He was eager to call back soon for more mommy fetish phone sex. And I was happy to oblige.

Cock and Ball Torture Phone Sex with your Sadistic Mistress

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I want to grab you by your balls and squeeze until you hit a high note. I think I’ll lead you around by your nuts instead. Let’s cinch them up with some leather straps and then attach a cute little leash. If I pull you along just right I’ll have to walking on your tiptoes as you prance around. Like a little show dog or something. *laughs* That’s funny. I have a muzzle I want you to wear. Well, sort of. It’s a muzzle for your cock. Once I have you in a cock cage then your little pickle will not have enough room to grow into the mighty rod that you like to wield. I know you think that doesn’t sound much like cock and ball torture, but trust me, when your dick is aching to get fully hard and you can’t even get it unbent, you’ll be begging for the key. Between all the divine torture I can think up and how stunning and sexy I am you will want to fuck me even as I stomp on your dick. I can work over your balls with some fun toys that I like to keep around. When I’m not putting the bite on your bits, I can do some amazing things with my tongue. And my fingers. Let me show you how I keep you coming back for more. No matter how many times I send you home with a bag of ice on your nuts.
Let me shock your balls a few times with my purple wand. I would love to get an actual cattle prod and give you a few jolts to the jewels! But until such time as I can find a blinged out cattle prod, I’ll have to improvise. I’m going to strap you down spread eagle on my play table so I can get a good whack at those balls. I’ve got the paddles, you’ve got the balls, lets play a round of ping pong! When I’m not whacking, smacking and slapping your balls I will be squeezing, yanking and generally rough housing with your beat up balls. I’m going to use your balls so roughly that when your dick gets hard and they tighten up later, it makes you choke up with tears from the pain. *laughs* When I see you crying as you beg for another smack to the balls, then I know we have some seriously fun cock and ball torture happening. When you are whimpering and crying and wondering where you went wrong, I’ll give your bruised swollen balls something really fun to play with. Maybe a little hot wax? Maybe some ice? Or how about just a nice old fashioned vibrator. I’ll turn it on low and rub it all over your cinched up battered balls. When I turn it on high and you’re still in the cock cage, you’re going to start bargaining with me. If you want that cage to come off you’ll have to convince me that you really want it off. And then maybe I’ll consider it. Or maybe I’ll just open up your cock cage long enough to coat with dick with a big gooey handful of icy hot. Right before I lock it back up again. Just imagine, your balls screaming and aching, your dick on fire and locked in a cage with no relief in sight. And thru it all, you are so fucking turned on that when you do finally cum, you’ll blast a hole in the wall. I like to play rough, call me if you (and your cock) can handle me. *laughs*

Panty Sniffing Phone Sex

panty sniffing phone sex It’s such a drag sharing a laundry room with a building full of strangers. Especially when you suspect one of them is a pervert. The other night I was bringing down a basket full of my delicates when I had to run back upstairs for the laundry soap. I left that basket of dirty panties sitting on the counter for not more than five minutes. When I came back in, that’s when I found him, the filthy pervert from across the hall, his face buried in my dirty panties! As soon as he saw me he dropped the basket, but not before grabbing some panties and stuffing them in his jacket pocket. So not only was he a panty sniffing phone sex pervert, he was also a thief. I wasn’t having any of that nonsense so I slammed the door shut and locked it and told him to drop my panties back in the basket or I would take them from him myself. He looked like a scared little rabbit so I lunged at him and grabbed him by the arm. I tripped him and pushed him down to the floor. He didn’t even have time to put up a fight, he was so surprised. I put my knee on his chest and leaned in, reaching in his pocket and grabbing my panties. He tried to grab them out of my hand but I slapped him and told him to be still. He struggled anyway and tried to get up so I put a knee on either side of his face and sank down, covering his face. He froze and I could tell he was inhaling. I just laughed and squeezed my thighs tighter around his face. He didn’t seem to care that he couldn’t breathe. I finally sat back and looked down at him as he gasped for air. I asked him if he had stolen any of my panties before and he nodded yes. When I asked which ones he fidgeted and looked nervous. I reached down and unzipped him pants and pulled them open. Just as I suspected, he was wearing a pair of panties that I had been looking for.
I got up and went around to yank his pants down. He started to protest but I shoved my wadded up dirty panties in his mouth and then used more to tie his hands together behind his back. I had him on his stomach bound and gagged, in nothing but his socks and a pair of my bikini panties. I took a couple of pictures and sent a few texts as I laughed at him. I told him I was leaving him tied up in my panties while I went to get some fun toys. He wanted to say something but I just shoved more panties in his mouth and told him that a panty sniffing bitch like him really didn't have room to argue about much. t laughed as I put several pairs of panties over his face so he couldn’t help but sniff them. He got really complacent and willing then! I walked out laughing and locked the door behind me, texting all the neighbors to come check out what I found in the laundry room. We had a panty sniffing phone sex party with the man in 3B all night long. Before the night was through he had more than a few pairs of dirty underwear shoved in his mouth or over his head. Everyone brought down a pair, even the guys. We love doing it every week now. Its a real party, some wild stuff happens sometimes but we have our panty sniffing pervert there to clean up any messes. Attend to any needs. *laughs* You’re just like him aren’t you. I bet you’d do all kinds of things just for the chance to sniff a pair of my dirty panties wouldn’t you?! Call CANDI and let’s talk about it. I'm available usually after 9pm EST randomly through-out the week and sometimes on the weekend.

Phone Sex Brat with Coed Cock Tease

phone sex bratIt’s my calling to be a phone sex brat. All the crazy stuff you tell me just makes me laugh. Laugh giggle and mock you, that’s what I like to do. I am a real brat and I love it and you will too!! I can twist you up and tease you and have you wondering which way is up and which way is down. Tell me about your day, I don’t care. I’ll just point out how you’ve disappointed me before I tease you with my sexy body. I love to make you feel good while I make you feel awful. It excites me to see your dick getting hard in spire of the bratty attitude that I am flinging at you. Want me to play with your dick? Not until I’ve busted your balls a bit first sugar. I have to have my fun too you know. I’m the ultimate teenage mean girl. All teeth and claws and pretty hair. I can lure you in with my cute ass and perky little tits. Make you feel like you are king of the world with my sweet teen voice and my intoxicating giggle. But watch out man because just when you think I’m sugar and spice I’ll lower the boom on you and rake you over the coals. I have many ways. I can humiliate you or deny your, ruin your orgasm and inflict pain. Just to name a few. I love making your fantasy come true. IF your fantasy is to be treated like garbage by a feisty supple young teen mean girl. Let me just put my pom poms down long enough to show you a cheer that ends with me busting your balls. I’ll bust your balls and let your crumple on the floor, coughing and sputtering while you recover. And I’m such a wicked little tease too that I can get that bruised dick of yours hard with the snap of my pretty little fingers. What can you do with your fingers? Something fun I hope. *giggles* You have no idea what I will make you do with your fingers. If your lucky you’ll get to put your fingers in my tight pussy and play. Before you do anything else with them of course. I don’t want your fingers anywhere near my pussy later. After I make you do unspeakable things to yourself with those thick fingers of yours. *laughs* I like it when you sweat. It gets me so excited to be a wicked little phone sex brat. I look for ways to fuck with you. I want to make you think you have a chance, give you a taste of my delicious good even, and then, I want to totally deny you. I will let all my super brat powers to stroke and tease your cock, to coax and ply you into obeying me. And then I’ll use you as only a mean girl can. Until I am done with you. And not a moment before. As for after I use you for my perverse pleasure, it depends on how well you entertain me. I love bratty sex so the more you play along and have fun with it the better time you will have. Call me and be my sugar daddy and I’ll be your phone sex brat princess, Staci. I'm available most nights EST. 8pm-12am international fetish phone sex number
 

Cheating Wife Cuckold Phone Sex

cheating wife cuckold phone sex Hi guys! My name is Suzanne and I live a cheating wife cuckold phone sex lifestyle!! I've been married for 4 years now and from the start, my husband was my bitch. We went on a couple dates and then it came time for us to get naked. Let's just say I was really disappointed in what I found in his pants. I let him try to fuck me once, but it just didn't work. I couldn't feel anything. It's so small that he couldn't really even get it inside me. So yeah, that was the end of that. I informed him that I really liked him but that I was going to find a boyfriend to fuck on the side. Honestly, he really couldn't do any better than me... he knew that. So that's how I became a cuckold phone sex wife!

My boyfriend Steve went on the honeymoon with us. We had so much fun in the honeymoon suite and my husband stayed downstairs in a MUCH less expensive room. I called him and let him listen in to Steve fucking me. I just made him listen and not jerk off... I wanted him to be as miserable as possible. I suppose that might be a bit cruel, but oh well. He knew what he was getting into!

Wanna hear more about my kinky cuckold phone sex lifestyle stories by a true cheating wife? I bet you do, you shrimp dick loser. I have tons of stories to tell you. Like maybe you wanna hear about the first time I made my husband lick Steve's hot cum out of my gaping pussy. Or maybe you wanna hear about the first time I made my husband suck dick. No matter what you wanna talk about, just call me! I'll be waiting for you!

Pick up the phone and ask for Suzanne! international fetish phone sex number

Extreme Taboo Phone Sex

extreme taboo phone sexHi all you sexy guys! My name is Spencer! We can talk about anything you want to when you call me, but I like fantasies that are super extreme and taboo! I guess that's why I love extreme taboo phone sex so much!! I know that there are tons of things you want to do to a hot barely legal slut like me... why don't you tell me about them?? I promise to not judge you. Who knows, maybe I will even one up you with how dirty and raunchy I can be! I know you thing a barely legal thing like me couldn't possibly out-dirty you, but I promise you, I can! I might only be 18 teen years old but I have been fucking for a long time and I know how to make you happy. Especially when it cums to freaky fetishes and dirty fantasies that will make me even cream my panties. I know how to use my tight body and big tits to make you cum so hard.

So stop for a minute and think... when you call me for extreme taboo phone sex, who do you want to talk about? Is there someone that you have been thinking really super dirty thoughts about but you kind of feel ashamed of it? Trust me, I know all the dirty thoughts you are thinking and I think they are hot, too! I don't mind if you wanna fuck someone that's forbidden! The more dirty and forbidden they are, the hotter it is and I promise we will roleplay until your heart.. okay, your dick... is content. This might be the first time you are giving me a call, but I promise to make you cum so hard that you'll be calling back over and over again!

So when you think you are ready for some of the hottest extreme taboo phone sex you've ever had, pick up the phone and call the number below and ask for Spencer! international fetish phone sex number

Verbal Humiliation Phone Sex

verbal humiliation phone sex Hola fetish fucking perverts and blasphemy creeps. Verbal humiliation phone sex for all you fuckers who think you're something you're not. You pathetic little dick bitches, whine asses, moody whores and entitled spoiled twats. Here's one thing you should know. You were not the first and you surely won't be the last. I hear you've had it rough with your small penis issue or you've had it soooo hard that no one could ever love you. Cry me a fucking river you psychopaths. I'm amused by the verbal humilated and degraded fuck twats that love to try to pass judgement on others. I'M the only one who matters. I pass judgement because MY intuition is far better. In fact, I'm just plain better than you. You need a proper dose of verbal humiliation phone sex for you to see the clearer fucking picture. How much do you really matter. I mean do you even fucking matter? Oh, you think I'm not anything special, just a bitch with a grudge against all men? Then why are you still reading, cunt? Exactly. Somehow your twisted bullshit excuse for a human being is interested in what I have to say. Why? Because I break things down to a really raw level that most people wouldn't even dare to go with you. You can't win with me. Besides, it's not a game I'm playing. It's your fucking mind I'm rolling on. Your world I'm breaking down piece by piece and destroying until you realize what a useless piece of filth you really are. You really think you're worth a damn? Who cares about you now that you have such a negative attitude about yourself and other people? You deserve to die in a fire for all I fucking care. For some reason, even though I'm a brutally blunt nightmare bitch from Hell, some people still fucking love me regardless of my intense verbal humiliation phone sex and degradation tactics. Gee, maybe because I recognize who is really worth my time and who the fuck isn't even worth wiping my ass with. So be bogged down by your heavy workload, bitch. Forget about how small your dick really is and make money. At the end of the day, I know what you're really worth. You're worth the $2 and fucking 50 cents a minute you pay for me to tell you the fucking truth about your pathetic waste of an excistance. STOP BREATHING THE SAME AIR AS ME you mouth breathing nasty fuck. Verbal humiliation phone sex is one of the few things that gives me the most fetish pleasure.

Trample Fetish Phone Sex

trample fetish phone sex Have you ever fantasized about feet? Pretty young sweaty smelly feet stomping and trampling all over your naked body?

I bet you're no stranger to trample fetish phone sex, then!

Are there a bunch of giggling squealing girls in your bizarre fetish phone sex fantasy? And what if I told you that your trampling fetish phone sex fantasy is my reality?! I bet your cock is getting hard now, thinking about your trample fetish. I found out about it by accident actually. Along with my best friends. We were at school, in the steamy locker room after cheerleading practice. We were all undressing out of our cheerleading uniforms, getting ready to for that hot stream of shower water after a long and sweaty workout. That’s when the unimaginable dirty foot fetish situation happened! This tiny pathetic loser fell out of one of the girl's gym lockers, with his pants around his knees and his hand on his dick. We all started screaming and grabbing for our towels, trying to cover ourselves.

The dirty trample fetish phone sex perv scrambled up and his pants fell to his ankles.

As he stood there trying to hide his shame with his hands. He wouldn’t look at us, just stared at the ground. Then I realized he was staring at our feet, and he wasn’t trying to cover his dick, he was trying to rub it while he stared at our pretty young feet. I told the girls and then said, let’s get him! We all ran at him and knocked him over, grabbing our clothes, our dirty sweaty practice uniforms, and hurled them at him, along with a few humiliating insults about his little dick and pervert ways. He just lay there on the floor pulling at his cock while he tried to crawl towards us and touch our feet. We couldn't believe it, what a foot loving freak! We screamed and laughed and jumped back out of his reach, tossing bras and panties and him and laughing at how hard his small dick was, even when we were mean to him. I was the first to go over and put my foot on his face and push it down onto the floor. He moaned and gurgled a little and we all laughed. I kicked him over onto his back with my foot and stomped down in the middle of his chest. He just stared up at me in amazement and groaned as I realized he was loving trample fetish phone sex. I lifted my foot up and paused a minute, and then laughed as I stomped his dick with my foot. He gasped for enough air to moan oh god yes. The girls and I started howling with laughter and suddenly they all ran forward, joining the trampling and stomping onslaught on him. Anywhere and everywhere a foot could squish, stomp or smash, we planted on. We soon forgot to hold our towels and just laughed and pushed each other playfully as we jumped and stepped over and on him. He just lay there, thrashing around on the floor, groaning and moaning as we indulged his trample fetish phone sex fantasy with our soft, sweaty bare feet. We finally all had enough laughing and pointing and stomping and ran off to the showers together. But that’s for another blog. *giggles* As for our freaky trample fetish phone sex stalker, we left him there on the floor, happily bleeding and bruised with a sticky dick in his hand. international fetish phone sex number