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I ONLY LIKE TWO KINDS OF MEN, DOMESTIC AND IMPORTED…Mae West ‎"Good girls go to heaven; bad girls go everywhere."~Mae West

Archive for October, 2016

Men have got to be the kinkiest and most perverted creatures on earth, but I think I might give them a run for their money. Some have mild fetishes like voyeurism and cuckolding but mine go as far as using people as toilets. Golden shower phone sex can be so intense and thrilling if done correctly. It also helps to have a partner willing (or not). I like making it erotic but it pleasures me being very nasty too. Seeing how pathetically you lay there groveling at my feet while I stand over you showing the pinkness of my dripping pussy. Lay back and take your reward as I squat down over you and holding open my lips for you to see the tiny hole as it drenches you with delectable delight. Watching as my golden shower phone sex  flows over your face and deep within your mouth. Swallow it and taste its sweetness. You can be a slave to it and all it has to offer. Your cock probably gets very hard and aroused thinking these nasty things or how much you really want it. You have probably had lots of premature ejaculations picturing in your mind a sexy seductive yet dominating woman standing over you releasing her golden flow on you. The very thought of it makes you throb. I give lots of  golden shower phone sex to many men and some females who crave it. You will probably be requesting my service also soon. Once the thought hits you and festers in your mind, you will be calling. You will want to hear as my flow encompasses you and of course your face. I have a good mind to stuff your mouth with urine soaked panties beforehand. Maybe the flavor will make it more erotic for you. So enjoy all your other fetishes until we speak about your golden shower phone sex.

 

Patty

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When I was younger, I had a developed a “serial dating” habit.  Back in the late ‘90’s, there were a number of phone dating sites that a female could join for free.  Being single, and open-minded, I eagerly signed up for one. Looking back, I suppose that was the seed that would launch my phone career 15 years later. Within no time, I was talking to lots of men on this line. I have always loved one night stands. The thrill of sex with a stranger is intoxicating to me.  One I recall in particular was a man that lived about 3 hours away in another state.  After a series of conversations, we agreed to meet at a hotel that was equidistant for us both.  Before we met, he requested I bring stockings and high heels. I had them, but no man had ever asked that of me before. I brought thigh high stockings and 4 inch black patent heels.  We met at the designated place and time.  He was nice looking, and I felt like I knew him from our long conversation.   He kissed me; his hands were all over my body.  My hands were rubbing and squeezing his hard cock. He stepped back, and said, “Go dress up for me”.  Knowing exactly what he meant, I grabbed my bag and went to the bathroom.  I had been with men, but no man had ever specifically asked me to wear just that for him.  I put on a black push up bra that accentuated my 36 D tits; black bikini panties, the stockings and heels.  When I came out of the bathroom, he was nude and sitting in a chair, stroking his 8 inch cock.  “Come stand in front of me”, he said.  I walked over, not sure how to act.  Seeing his reaction to me, I felt a surge of power, and knew I was in control. Control of his emotions. Control of him. I walked around him, and leaned in pressing my tits into his back.  I nibbled his ear. “Do you like that, baby”? I whispered.  His moan was my answer.  I walked around to his front, and took his hand, and placed it on my stocking thigh.  “Feel my stocking”, I ordered.  He obeyed.  I put my foot on his leg, and his hand traveled down to my shoe.  He fingered my shoe, rubbing the heel.  His other hand rubbed his cock. Precum was coming out. I rubbed the toe of my shoe against his cock.  I then stepped back, and ordered him, “Now, masturbate for me, I want you to cum”.  “Where do you want it”? He asked. “I want you to cum in your hand” was my reply. He was stroking hard and fast. Within two minutes, he was done.  I spent the rest of the night giddy with newfound knowledge and power over men that I had never experienced.  We did other things that night, but that’s another story for another time.


Patty

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