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Masturbation phone sex in front of the 2 way mirror

I work out and I work out hard.  My pussy and ass drip with pheromone laced juice all for my favorite western caller.  The funny thing is, he walks in with his dick all hard and his mouth eater to lap up my sweaty ass and pussy that he didn’t notice the new mirror installed at the foot of the bed.  His tongue gliding and he slurped up all that naughty ass sweat and last night’s orgasm.  His ass pointed toward the mirror showed his balls hanging heavy.  I just know that my friend Amelia was enjoying this view and stroking her 8″ shemale cock as she watched me cum once.  Juicy surprises in front of the 2 way mirror phone sex got my caller the fuck off very, very hard.
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I had my lover kneel on the bed as I winked at the mirror.  I knew Amelia was watching me edge his horny cock.  So big.  So wet in my hand and slicked up with his own precum.  I licked it.  Suckled on the head.  I was careful not to get too intense as to blow the surprise.  I enjoyed watching his eyes roll and hearing him exclaim, “fuck yes” at my attention to his dick.  I even teased his asshole with my finger as I often do.  Naughty fucker tried to get more inside, but I had something much better for him in store during this phone sex call.
Amelia appeared just as he was begging for me to fuck his ass with my favorite strap on toy.  She waltzed out in red lingerie with her massive tool pointing in his direction.  It leaked as I had him crawl to lick at her as I fondled her balls.  “You wanna fuck that instead baby?”  Well you know his answer was a “Fuck yes.”  I rubbed that tranny cock on this juicy cunt and got off once before using my cum as lube up his sweet, tight ass.  Amelia fucked him hard as I milked his cock.  Then she pulled out and came in my mouth.  We all three kissed that special flavored man juice in a three way snowball!  Do you want some juicy surprises in front of the 2 way mirror too?  What is your secret fantasy?  Tell me and we’ll add it in for you!
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Masturbation phone sex with “The Enforcer”

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New employees are a bane to my existence. They especially vex me because there is a learning curve when it comes to the rules of my office. My time is too valuable to spend it over and over again during the business hours to teach them proper office etiquette. I have taken to doing this instruction after hours. It just works out better that way.

Tall men with facial hair bother me. They remind me of my father. The new hire is a tall man with dark hair and a mustache. This look screams filthy porn and masturbation addict. I start calculating in my head the monetary value of the resources he will waste sneaking a peak here and there on my company computers. I have simmered on this all day and have decided that the best way to ensure my office runs like a well oiled masturbation phone sex machine is to indoctrinate this obvious sex addict to my rules.

So that’s where the scene begins.

“Hello, John, thank you for understanding that employee orientations are best held outside of the fray of normal business,”
I begin.

“Oh, you’re welcome, Meredith,” you say.

Mistake–authority needs to be handed out swiftly and with precision.

“Now that you are an employee here you’ll need to refer to me as Mistress, all of the males here do so, do you think you’re special or something?”

It wasn’t that I said this in a particularly mean way–I said it as a matter of course. You could tell it was the masturbation phone sex rule and you also read the slight insult toward your person when I asked if you were special.

“So let’s get down to things shall we?” I say

“What do you think this is a power point presentation? I don’t have time for that, my time is valuable,” I say.

“Of course, Mere….I mean Mistress,”

“You sound like you have a cancre sore that makes you fuckin’ stutter,” and I imitate you. You are mortified.

I lean forward in my chair and you can see the tits hanging in a very sleek bra. Oh no! Your dick is getting hard. You can tell I am the type who can sniff out a man who hasn’t had any in awhile. You press your legs together.

“Have to hit the head there John?” I smirk.

“N-n–ummm uh no.”

“Stand up,” I coo.

There it is the incriminating tent of shame. I start to unbutton my shear blouse allowing your dick a better view. I laugh. YOu are trying to will the erection away but it just isn’t working.

I walk up to you and you smile. I look warm and inviting and for a split second you think you might get a kiss when the unseen movement of my knee connecting with your groin shoots starts to your eyes. You lean in.

“Ahhh, now that’s what I fucking love.” I smack you on the outside of your trousers.

“You look shocked, John. You should know I am very hands on–when a fuck nut needs help my knee is always ready to lend a strike,”

You start to recover. “You know if you were fatter you’d look just like that greasy porn pig Ron Jeremy. I bet you love porno don’t you? I bet you love all that fake shit. I bet you look at yourself in the mirror and try to make it look just like Peter North’s pole,”

“Mistress, I am un”

“You know I don’t give a shit. I so don’t give a shit. You’re just another John to me,”

I rip your pants off of you. Now you stay put asshole.

I go around and open the desk drawer and lay out the largest black dong with strap on you have ever seen. The sheen is gone–it’s had some workouts in the past and your ass twitches to think your anal juices will stain the latex.

“Yeah,” I hike a leg–those silken legs covered in expensive stockings. I take that skirt off, turning my back toward you so that you can see my perfect ass. I take it slowly, feeding what I knew was in there all along. A filthy fuck pig that wants to wallow with the big girls.

When I turn to face you and start to don the Enforcer as you have learned it is called you clinch your butt cheeks together, but you realize that I am heading for your face just a tad too late.

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We stared deeply into each other’s eyes. There was nothing between us except the stale air of the motel room and the heavy weight of lust that accompanied our stare. I wouldn’t let him touch me–he was sitting on the bed propped up on the cheap pillows. I had him stripped down to nothing–his cock was erect. I found him incredibly sexy, but for the moment, I didn’t want to tip my hand in his direction. It was going to be a long night. I wanted him to be perfectly edged for me. I needed to feel the power that surges between my legs when I am in complete dominance over a horny cock. He had a beautiful cock, JZ. It was full erect with tight, bulging balls that twitched whenever I would smirk at him.

And so I began a line of questioning–and with each answer given I would allow JZ three long strokes on his already teased out prick. I do love my masturbation phone sex torments and teases.

I showed him a picture of myself with my mouth full of my husband’s cum. He groaned. He wanted to touch himself, but I couldn’t allow that. Not yet. I asked him if I had a mouth full of a stranger’s cum if he’d suck it out of my open mouth. He groaned. I knew the answer was yes. I allowed him to stroke a little. I pulled out a vial from my purse. It contained the pearly liquid of a man. I took off the lid and held the bottle under his nose.

You’d eat that out of my mouth, but would you eat that out of my pussy? I hiked up a leg–showed him my wet cunt and began stroking it up an down. He groaned hard and there was a clear drop of pre-cum exuding from his dick hole.

I showed him a picture of my pussy full of cream. He again wanted to fuck me and I said, no. You need to answer the question. He said he would. I let him touch my pussy and then lick his finger clean. Then I showed him the strap on that I packed in my suit case as I lubed up his ass with that vial of cum.

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Masturbation phone sex with an old friend

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Sometimes picking up the phone to an old, familiar voice is kind of like running into an old flame when you least expect it. DJ is one of my very first original masturbation phone sex fuck buddies. We’ve been doing calls ever since the beginning–I can remember times laying on my bathroom floor with my new butterfly vibrator and talking filthy to this very special phone sex client. We have always had a good chemistry on the phone–that’s very important at least to me–and we always cum very hard together.

So when I heard DJ’s voice and immediately felt my pussy dampen I didn’t even want to stop to take his information, but I had to since it had been awhile. Then it was like that explosion that you see in a movie–we were all over each other. I closed my eyes and imagined him eating my pussy and I was cumming for him within a couple of minutes just like we never took a break. Of course, I let him finger my ass–I do love my anal phone sex–and so I pulled out a toy and was dildoing my hot back door box for awhile. Then I told him I needed to return the favor. Over the years, we’ve had some hot bisexual phone sex fantasies, but this time it was just us. And I fucked him up his ass and made him cum all over my pussy. I just love it when a guy soaks my pussy in man milk–gets me off everytime.

Masturbation phone sex: Our job is to bring pleasure to the cocks of all men

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By any means necessary.

JC enjoys inviting horny boys over to play when he’s not hard at work. Sometimes having the kids can be an impediment he’s learned how to block out the noise so that can indulge in his favorite sexual activity–taking big burly men up his hot, horny ass. He also enjoys having company while he does it–and I am the lucky girl who gets to sit in on all these naughty fuck sessions. I get to listen to JC get rammed up his nasty ass. I can hear the guys telling him what a nice, tight asshole he has. I hear the bed creaking as if it is going to bust apart at any moment. It amazes me that the kids have been oblivious to this but I don’t question it at all.

You see, I see JC as being the type who is just like me–a person who enjoys bringing pleasure to the cocks of all men. I believe that JC has embraced the role of being a receptical for big cock and cum–just like me–I enjoy being the recipient of all that cock has to offer. JC. like me, needs no apology if it takes only 10 minutes or 45 for that cock to cum. I don’t think anyone should apologize for feeding a person’s craving. We both love heavy cummers although I will also suck down a heavy load and do not know yet if JC is a cocksucker or just a cock fucker.

I believe it is a special calling to please and service horny cock and masturbation phone sex allows me to do many in one night. I love that–at least I get more than one–sometimes JC will hunt all day to just get one good horny cock to fuck his ass so I can listen. Can’t wait for another wild, screaming cock fuck session with JC as the receiver!

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You are a pig aren’t you? I will get off on that fact. I will make you do things that you wouldn’t dream of if you were not already stiff and ready to perform for me. I love a nasty filthy masturbation phone sex fucker. I love making my phone sex slaves take out humiliating ads to give away their own asses for my amusement. Jersey slut does this for me. He has fucked the morbidly obese–having them sit on his face and making him smell their rotten crotches so I can have a laugh. He has fucked large black tranny dick on the other side of the tracks–dangerous business the art of pleaing your masturbation phone sex Mistress isn’t it?

Jersey slut also makes sure that the world knows that I am the best masturbation phone sex Mistress. He is probably one of the only sluts who consistently clicks for me on phone sex central to make sure that I am continually fed the phone sex food that I need to get off many times per day.

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