Like Father, Like Son Phonesex

PRINCESS RHIANNA 1-844-332-2639 x 253

Jack and Rich are father and son. They are close … really close. They hang together more like brothers than offspring and parent. Sunday afternoon game day, Tuesday night Pool and beer and every Thursday bottomless hot-wings at their favorite haunt. There was nothing they didn’t do together and nothing that they couldn’t talk about with each other, especially fucking. And as I was to find out for myself they are into hot barely legal blond babes.

I had been seeing Rich for a few weeks, he was hot and hung, a bit of diversion from the usual night to night grind of running my fetish dungeon, The Pleasure Palace. Of course, Rich had no idea the extent of my professional life, but that’s neither here nor there. Now the sex with Rich was good, he had a luscious cock that could get up, get in and get off with relative ease and a fairly expert tongue that licked my pussy well, although he was a little squeamish about eating ass. Well, nobody’s perfect right? I mean, myself withstanding….

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Jasmine’s Hot Cuckold Cream Pie Phone Sex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 263

I was on the prowl that night. My husband was out of town again on one of his infernal business trips and I decided to go to little club in Soho. Soon after I entered, I identified my prey. He was young, hot boy leaning up against the wall, his eyes tracing the lines of my body–my long legs in high heels, my luscious big breasts and when his eyes met mine, I dropped my own briefly and then brought them up again to his. This was my invitation and he did not need to be invited twice.  He began to ply me drinks, not knowing of course, that an Eastern European woman can drink any Western man under the table! Ha ha! Soon we were out upon the dance floor and I was rubbing my body against his,  grinding myself upon his cock which grew very hard very quickly, his breath fast and ragged in my ear.

I whispered to him and led him outside to my car where we fucked with abandon in the back seat. It was a brief encounter but in that moment, I really needed and wanted his big cock pounding deep inside me.

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Belarusian Roulette Phonesex

MISTRESS JASMINE  1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

Are you a gambling man? Do you crave the rush that sets your heart racing and your head spinning? That feeling in the pit of your stomach when you go all in, knowing that nobody at the Poker table can match the golf bag you’re holding close to the vest– or when the dice leaves your hand, a little sweat on your brow as your roll makes contact with that velvet – green velvet, the colour of money! Praying to a god you were told to believe in that it doesn’t come up snake-eyes.  

In truth, those are games for little boys with too much time on their hands and not enough imagination. Real men looking for real excitement know that the only game worth playing is Belarusian Roulette.

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The Legend of the Black Cat Phonesex with Mistress Jasmine

MISTRESS JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

It is Autumn and All Hallows Eve grows nigh. The Moon is full and high in the sky as the shadows gather outside your window. You shiver as a ghostly shape appears in your mind. It is the Black Cat of Legend, the creature in whom the peasants in the village believe so fervently, so fearfully, against whom they cast spells with holy water and garlic and pray to whatever Gods may be for protection, that cat who, at will, transforms herself into a beautiful woman. It is said that even to touch her is to lose your soul, your very life, for she feeds upon the flesh of her lovers. She sucks from them their life force and keeps it for herself.

In this way she has existed in the same form for thousands of years. But you did not believe in her, not really, not until this very moment –for now the Black Cat, she has come for you.

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Goddess Jasmine’s Wicked Queen Spanking Phonesex

Goddess Jasmine 1-844-332-2639 ext 262

“You are scary when you get like this,” he says as he follows my command to strip and fall to his knees. Mostly it is the depth of his addiction to me that scares him. In his dark moments, he fears that I will disappear, kicking the dust of him off my high heels as I move on and find another victim.

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Submit to Mistress Jasmine Phonesex

MISTRESS JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext 263

Edward’s eyes narrowed, his hesitation to submit sexually was evident, even with me, his wife of nearly a decade. “What are you doin’ pal,” he asked as I began to tie his wrists to the bedposts with one of my discarded black silk stockings. It’s a very rare thing in life that a man such as my husband feels powerless, and I dare say that at this moment he felt just that. Powerless not only to me and my will and desires but also to his lust and to the pleasure that our bedroom guest for the evening was administering with her expert mouth.

Leaning in close to his face, my full lips parted in a sadistic smile I said in whisper, “Trust me.”

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Jasmine’s Savour Me Phone Sex

JASMINE 844-332-2639 ext 262

To truly please a woman like me, you have to start slow, worship me, every inch. Look into my eyes, yes, let them take you into world of pleasure you never knew existed. Trace the curves of my body with your fingertips. Allow your lips, your tongue to explore. Feel the electricity that passes between us as we taste each other for the first time. Bask in the warmth of my womanhood as you delve deeper and deeper.

Yes, that’s it. Feel me. Worship me. Taste me. Savour me.

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Full Moon Fever Sex Magick Phone Sex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext 262

I stand naked beneath the full moon, my body glowing in the light, my arms raised as I draw down the moon to empower the spell I will cast. I kneel on the soft green grass and take the wax doll in my hand. SIowly I stroke it with oil of roses and jasmine, drawing the oil toward me just as surely as I draw you toward me, making you mine, yes, mine alone and incanting words softly, slowly but surely. The sex magick of one born a Belarusian peasant? Perhaps. But potent, yes, potent for all that.

You want me, You need me, I own you–You want me, you need me, I own you.

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Jasmine’s Bound Phonesex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

You are bound to my four poster bed. I tricked you, didn’t I?  We popped open a bottle of Moet before the fireplace and drank toasts to each other from our crystal champagne flutes. I laughed and smiled –giggled even, like a little fool. Like that little fool of a little girl I saw you with today.

When I brought out the handcuffs, you thought we would just be having some kinky fun but I bound you up tight so you could not move and then, pulling off my black silk panties in one fluid movement, I mounted you. You could barely breathe. “I saw you with that stupid little girl today.” I said. “I saw you embrace her. I knew just what you were thinking. I could tell. I know you so fucking well. Your cock got hard didn’t it?”

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