Oh boy! Do I have a story to tell you! I can’t believe these things always happen to me… I went shopping Thursday morning… I needed to pick up some of my vitamin and mineral supplements. I went to the mall because it was just closer. I got my vitamins and was wandering about as I made it toward the north doors. I was nearly out when I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned and it was mall security. I couldn’t figure out why he was stopping me… But he turned me around not once removing his hand from my shoulder; he had a very firm grip on me. That’s when I got worried, what was this all about? Where are we going? What did I do? These questions ran through my mind, only I was unable to ask them. I was breathless as he directed me down a side hall through a double door… And down a flight of stairs at the bottom of the stairs there was a door that opened up to a long, dark hallway. There was a sign flickering at the end that read “NO EXIT”… I swear… I looked up at this massive, muscular person who resembled what the actor Shemar Moore might look like if he was on steroids… He looked down at me and grinned, his shiny, white teeth glistened with startling clarity, in this low light environment… That whole situation was not only intimidating me, I was downright terrified…
It is strange how some men seem to just know that if they present themselves with assertion and a bit of force, they will get anything they want from me, and without that much force… I do love cock, and it’s moments like these that I am able to show my own strengths and how I take what I need from any and all situations I encounter, with the ability to discard the negative emotions and over all bad feelings that may linger.
He marched me into a small room with a desk and a chair and these curious metal rings that were bolted into the concrete wall. I wondered what those were for a moment, until he turned me around to face him in the little room. He told me that I shouldn’t walk around like that, doing things to men inside of their heads. His voice was deep and almost foreboding. I had a feeling inside my stomach that I couldn’t dismiss because it was clenching my throat with both extreme fear and raw excitement…
He peeled my yellow tank top over my head, quite abruptly making my large breasts bounce and wobble in front of him, as he tossed my shirt to the floor… He then unbuttoned my shorts and they fell to the floor. He looked down at my pussy and his lips curled into a grin that became a smirk… That’s when he said,” figures, humph… No panties!” His face slowly moved up my body staring at my big, naked breasts. He reached out and twisted and pinched one of my nipples. I winced but didn’t move. His eyes met mine and he said,” you’re not afraid. Are you?”
I slowly shook my head even though fear was screaming in my throat… It is situations like this when my throat is crying,” No! No! No! This can’t be happening. Not again! Things like this happen in movies, this is what urban legends are made of! Rogue security guards with carnal desires, for the women who taunt them with their scantily clad bodies… Needing to teach the nearly naked whores a lesson in human behavior… Which is dress to tease, taunt men, make them crazy with lust? Get fucked like a dirty whore! And that is exactly what he did, urban legend or not. That security guard did whatever he wanted to me… What was I supposed to do? When he reached behind his back and took out a pair of hand cuffs and clasped my right wrist and pulled me to the wall, slipping the empty cuff through one of those curious metal rings, closing the cuff tightly to my left wrist. I knew there was nothing I could do now.
He just stood behind me for a few minutes, which felt like an eternity… I could feel him looking at my naked body, hand cuffed helplessly to the wall… His deep voice broke the dreadful silence that had been ringing in my ears… He said. “You’re not going to go anywhere now, not until I punish you and I do a thorough cavity search.” I turned my head to look at him, only to see him take his belt off. He stepped back and brought his belt down across my ass, so hard I cried out and tears welled up in my eyes. He repeated that a couple of dozen times…
He finally stopped thrashing me to put on a rubber glove. I hung my head down, humiliated as he pushed two very big fingers up into my pussy. Shifting his hand back and forth, he whispered in my ear that he couldn’t reach the end and he needed a longer tool… I heard him unzip his fly… I peaked over my shoulder and watched him put a condom on… He saw me looking and grinned at me. He told me that he didn’t want any proof left behind and then he laughed…
He stood back a bit and lifted me up away from the wall, up off my tip toes and rammed his huge, dark cock deep in to my cunt. He leaned back enough to have me dangle on his rod above the floor, helpless… He bounced his hips so I in turn bounced on his hard throbbing shaft unable to do anything but take it…
He slowed down so he could slide two of his gloved fingers into my ass… I felt him curl his fingers inside me and then he pulled me off his cock by gripping my sphincter muscle with his fingers and thumb, lifting me right up into the air… He brought me back down as he drove his bulbous head hastily up into my tight ass…
I bit my lip and winced but I didn’t cry out… The most ridiculous thing about this whole thing is that I came all down his cock and my cum was dripping of his balls… And I was about to cum again as he thrust his hips up. I could feel his shaft throbbing and pulsating inside my ass as he let loose his load. He groaned and lowered me to the floor and yanked his cock out of me so fast that he left the condom hanging out of me. That made him laugh, abruptly and say, “Wow! You are a tight little bitch!” With that he grabbed the condom and snapped it out of my ass… When he did that I orgasmed again… I really get mad at myself because when I get into predicaments similar to this, my body enjoys it even though my mind is trying to say, “RUN”! What could I say as he watched cum drip down my inner thigh and his cum was all snug in a condom. He knew it was mine… He smiled and said. “You enjoyed it!” As he scooped up a wet handful of my juice and wiped it all over my tits. “I will uncuff you and let you leave if you tell me that you enjoyed it and there won’t be any trouble here because you’re a nasty, little prick tease who was asking for it.”
I did as he requested and he let me go… I quickly put my clothes back on and rushed out the door… I was down the hall five or six paces when I heard him call out to me from the doorway… I turned to see that he was holding out the bag of vitamins that I purchased earlier… I had to go back to him to get my bag… My stomach fluttered and cringed as I reached for it and he pulled it back and he twisted my nipple through my shirt and winked at me… I grabbed my bag out of his hand and ran back down the hall, up the stairs and out of that shopping mall as fast I could…
When I got back to my flat I collapsed onto my bed… I was so angry at myself… I knew that when things like that happen to people, it’s supposed to be traumatic and disturbing… But for some reason I just don’t see it that way… I mean, here I am sharing it with you like this without ruin or scar… I believe that everything happens for a reason and things like this are no different… It’s not like he really hurt me. He merely acted on a corporeal need. I find that many men have trouble containing those savage desires when I am around… And I had three very intense orgasms… Shame on him for taking without asking but shame on me for enjoying it… I hope this wasn’t too long for you but I had to share all of it… Talk to you soon!
Masturbating in the shower isn’t something I do all the time… but once in a while it is really irresistible. Just last night I took a shower and as the warm water cascaded down my body. I rubbed shower gel into a rich lather all over my wet tits and stomach and my fingers lingered between my legs for a moment. I reached up and pulled down the showerhead and began rinsing my body all the way down then I focused on my hot, wet cunt. I love playing with my pussy all the time… I masturbate during 98% of my calls. I want to get off all the time as often as I can so I punish myself when I need it I deny my first orgasm for as long as I say, and right now it is being taunted with a big vibrator up my tight, little, brown hole…
Imagining what it would be like to have someone just appear and push me down on the bed and stuff their hard, massive cock up my tight ass and then one of their friends pulls me away and makes me sit on their wood like shaft. The other wasn’t finished… So he gets behind me and rams his cock into my throbbing, trembling, tight, tiny asshole… Fucking me like a whore! Using my body for their pleasure! Treating my body like it belongs to them, at least for now, then one more appears and stuffs his huge cock into my mouth, forcing it down my throat, making me gag and choke, causing my body to shake making the cocks deep inside slip further into both holes exciting them to orgasm. They push off of me and two more hungry men slide into their previous positions and fuck me harder and faster this time. The cock still penetrating my mouth jams in to his balls and shoots a big, sticky, wet load down my throat as I choke and gag he pulls it out and finished on my face… He leans down to kiss me, sliding his tongue into my mouth tasting himself on my lips.
I then cum! I orgasm over and over pulsating on the two cocks inside me forcing them to let go and squirt their wonderful juice inside me… MMMmmm……. Now that is what I think about sometimes when I am on the telephone with YOU! So call me because I am ready for some fun!!
I love calls that are very interactive… when someone on the other end of the phone is barely responding by just saying yes or no and not putting any kind of feedback in… That makes what I’m supposed to do very difficult… It’s always more fun and interesting when the person on the other end is responsive. I enjoy listening, too. I love it when they share with me the things that turn them on and get them off. I have a few favorite callers, some of which I enjoy more than others. I do enjoy all of my calls because I enjoy men and the things they do and say. I love to masturbate with them so we can cum together.
I really can get into the conversation. I like to dig deep, really getting in there and make the fantasy come to life. I am very dedicated to my work. I believe doing this takes real artistry. When doing phone sex an operator like myself really needs to be able to paint a very vivid picture using only my voice and imagination. I find that there many men out there who I talk to that are considerably different in everything they desire.
I do truly enjoy the men who are actually very normal in real life but who have super freaky fantasies. I like the men who dress up when they call, I like the men who are tied up when they call, I definitely enjoy when they prepare to call me and make it interesting. I like to make the call that you to with me and event because that is what is. I never take for granted someone who is paying to make things happen. Every caller is treasured. I am telling you these things because I believe you need to know how I feel about you, when it comes to that moment where your information is approved and I call you back. Or when I answer my phone and it is the familiar voice of a trusted client and we can get right into the conversation.
Yesterday I had a particular call that is the type that I find fun and I extremely enjoy… You might be surprised at how many of these types of calls I get. He gets excited when there are more men fucking me than just him. I describe how they feel inside me, how their touching me, how their pinching my nipples and using my body for their enjoyment while he sits in watches… Maybe kissing me and caressing me while I get fucked every which way. While I straddle his lap and one of the many men who are taking turns fucking me, pushes me tight against him.
I describe how their fucking me in the ass and how another man shoves his cock in my mouth while he holds and squeezes my breasts. The other men cum inside my hot, burning cunt and in my tight ass and on my face. All this happens before he puts his cock inside me. When I am all gooey and sticky with all that cum dripping out of me throttles me his big cock. At that moment I am his private little whore… And to think the whole time were doing this I’ve been masturbating with repeated orgasms. He holds out as long as he can and then bursts inside of me… But it’s not over yet. I do so like to be able to catch my breath for a moment before we say goodbye… MMMmmmmm. Now that is one of my many favorite conversations, I would say it ranks in the top 10. I do have many favorite topics because everybody is different and I truly believe that variety is the spice of life. Next time I will share another one of my favorite calls…
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