One of my more interesting calls this week was a man that had a fantasy about paying to be a cuckold. He wanted to rent an escort and have her fuck a black man in front of him while he watched. He knew his wife would never go for such a scenario, so he wanted to pay a woman to make this fantasy come true for him. When I mentioned this to another caller sort of into the same thing, he said he too had thought of the same scenario himself over the years. When you think of a man paying an escort, you obviously assume he’s paying to fuck her himself, but not always apparently.
He has a little cock himself, like many, but not all, cuckolds have. He loves the idea of a big, black, physically superior man taking control of the white woman in front of him as he strokes his undersized cock and gets aroused while watching her scream with ecstasy as that big, black cock stretches her open until she’s literally gaping and dripping that jungle jizz right out of her stretched out cunt. After he’s watched them fuck and the guy goes home, the one paying to be a cuckold licks the cum out of the escort he hired.
He adores the sense of degradation and being beneath the huge dicked black man. He’s just a little worm with a tiny cock, not much bigger than a peanut. So pitiful he has to pay to witness it in person, but no one’s going to do it for him for free, and having to pay degrades him even more in a way. So many pitiful men out there that want to be belittled and made fun of. He likes calling women up and having them laugh at him when he tells them all of his odd fantasies. It’s easy to laugh at others for sure.
There’s a large wooded area behind my house I go hiking in sometimes. It’s very private, several properties back onto it, but there’s usually no one around to be seen. I went for a walk last week out there and was looking at the leaves and little creatures scurrying about when I realized I had to go pee. I should have gone before I left the house but had forgotten to do so. It would have taken too long to get back, so I looked around and realized it would be just as easy to pull down my pants and go there in the woods.
As I was finished and about to pull them back up I realized there was a man watching me from around fifty feet. I was frozen. I could see him clearly and he was masturbating as he’d been watching me pee. He started to walk closer. All the while still stroking himself. I pulled up my pants and started to walk home. He came up to me and said it had really turned him on watching me and would I do him the honor of watching him finish himself off? I was a bit shocked, but was afraid he might get angry if I said no and try and hurt me, so I said sure, just finish up.
He pumped his dick, and it was a good size. I looked and saw the dripping precum at the tip. His balls looked large and swollen and filling with cum. I didn’t mind watching him, it was just a bit weird watching some stranger like this. I’d not seen him before and wondered who he was and what he was doing here, but didn’t ask. He sped up his motions until his hand was a blur and he shot his load all over the fallen leaves on the ground. He sighed with relief and zipped up and continued on his way. I went back home and wondered about him, it was an odd encounter to be sure.
Sometimes we do things we know we shouldn’t because it feels right at the time. Last week I had such a moment. I was going to a parent teacher meeting and I’d never met this teacher before of my son’s. I liked him immediately. We discussed my son’s progress and I was the last scheduled meeting he had for the evening. I had a feeling he liked me too. He complimented me on my dress and figure and before you know it, I was on his desk and we were fucking one another. It was hot, fast and very passionate.
He was divorced and I was as well, one kiss and he swept his arm across that desk sending papers flying and I was soon laid out on it, dress up to my waist, my panties removed by him to give him access to my dripping cunt. He licked pussy extremely well and I was soon cumming from that flickering tongue. He had a large and beautiful cock that was soon sliding in and out of that wet pussy. His cock rubbed against my clit with every thrust and I was soon clawing at his back as he made me cum again.
I sucked his cock still wet with my juices an that drove him wild. I swallowed his load and was then bent over the desk for round two. The fucking just did not stop. He knew all the right things to do and we both came and came and came some more. I have a feeling I will become addicted to his cock, but we don’t want my son to know about it. We have plans to meet at his place tomorrow night to further explore our mutual passions for each other. It’s been a while since I’ve been fucked this well. We are both deprived of sex and have found we are quite compatible in that department.
Not long ago I moved and I had to get a new landline number since I was in a different city and area code. I’d been in my new house with the new number for a few weeks and was still getting the occasional call for the last person that had this particular phone number. I’d gotten the number to be unlisted so no new people would get it, but obviously several of their contacts still had it that had not been given the new number.
I was in bed one night late, reading a book before bed and the phone rang. It was yet another of the people calling for the other person. This man though had a very sexy voice and I was in no hurry to brush him off like the others. He asked me some questions, yet I didn’t mind answering them. The tone of the call began to get more personal, yet again, I could not put the phone down. He didn’t know my last name or my address, just the number, so I knew it was a safe connection so to speak. He asked me if I wanted to touch myself as he talked to me and I said yes.
I was all of a sudden having hot phone sex with this man I’d never even known about until less than an hour before and we got along great. I was doing all the things he asked me to do to myself and I was so incredibly aroused and wet. He said he was touching his cock and imagining fucking me, pinning e down on the bed I was on and sliding his cock all the way in up to the balls as he breathed in my ear and kissed my neck. It was the most erotic and unexpected surprise I’d had in a long time. We had a wonderful and hot conversation, both cumming a few times, and he said he’d call me again tomorrow night. I was much looking forward to it.
There was a unique call I had the other day with a man that claimed he was into spanking. Not at all an unusual topic for calls. He said his mom had paddled him many times in his childhood and youth, again, nothing here I don’t hear pretty often. The odd part was that after the spanking, he said he was made to put on a pair of granny panties that had a maxi pad in them that had been coated with a mixture of honey and hot sauce and sit in them for an hour minimum on a chair in the corner.
He said they would burn terribly, I’m sure it would. The spanking would of course have irritated the skin before the hot sauce ever got to him, so that would just further inflame things and irritate him. That was the idea of course. I am sure it was likely all in is head, but there are some sadistic bitch’s out there who no doubt decided to inflict some sort of punishment on their kids for something like masturbating and being caught doing it. Just how it is out there in the world. The heat of his skin would melt the honey and further spread it around and he said he was not allowed to bathe afterwards. The things people say…
Did your mom punish you in some sort of way that left mental scars that have lingered throughout the decades? Do you want to talk to someone about it, it’s something you likely wouldn’t share with a friend or a girlfriend, they just wouldn’t understand, or you might not want them to see you as some kind of victim. One of our many phone sex ladies would be happy to hear your confession. We hear many tales of woe from men that were forced to endure this kind of punishment and even worse. Give one of our gals a call tonight.