Jasmine’s Bound Phonesex

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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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Jasmine’s Making You My Cuckold Bitch Phone Sex

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I was on edge. I had managed to escape harsh New York winter and was sitting out by the pool of beautiful resort sipping cool drink, wearing one of my many bikinis that accentuated my slim but curvaceous body to perfection, rubbing sun lotion sensuously into my skin but I was on edge. Hours earlier, my husband Edward had gone to meeting he “could not miss”. Of course,” I said to him. “I’ll be fine.” Not that you bothered to ask, I thought bitterly.

And so it was I went on prowl for another man, a big, strong man,  with big, hard cock, who knows how to fuck. I think vengeful thoughts as I dress in my sexiest lingerie and do my maquillage. Yes, I am going to fuck another man tonight, a man with a big hard throbbing cock he knows just how to use. Maybe if you are good boy, husband of mine, I will let you watch as I make of you cuckold. Maybe if you are very good boy, husband dear, my cuckold bitch I will have my lover blow his load in your face when I am done with him, I think with a sneer.

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Even Then Phonesex

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For many years now, men, they fall under my power.  I began to notice this when I was but 13 and the school master, he could not keep his eyes from me and would become distracted when he lectured if he happened to look at me. Then he would pointedly NOT look at me. And once I had noticed this in him, I began to notice other men staring at me too, looking little bit startled when first they saw me and turning their heads to continue watching me pass them by. Also women, that up and down swipe of what I later realized was envy.

I would go home to our little house and gaze in the mirror, intently studying what it was about me that seemed to intrigue them so. Was it my lips which were full and sensual, yes even then. Was it my eyes? For truly even then they did have something in them that was hypnotic. They seemed as though there were deep thoughts going on behind them, that I was not merely contemplating trivial things. And indeed, I was not. No, even then, I was a keeper of secrets. I had to be. There was much that needed to be kept secret.

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Jasmine’s Dirty Martini Phone Sex

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We met online. In our loneliness, in our lust, we reached out to each other. At first we talked about our lives, about movies, about books. But each time we texted each other the texts became sexier, more filled with words that spoke of our desire. So when he told me he was coming to Manhattan, I knew right then, right there, that I would meet him and yes, that I would fuck him.

We met in the late afternoon, in a darkened bar of my choosing. I got there early and chose a corner table. When he arrived, he sat down beside me and ordered a double scotch. I was already well into my second dirty martini and that dirty martini, well it made me  very dirty girl and he was so sexy that I could not keep my hands off him. I moved closer to him as we talked and laughed. I put my hand on his arm and then upon his leg. My eyes never left his as with my fingers, I teasingly traced figure eights upon his thigh and then, unable to restrain myself, I stroked beneath his trousers and felt his beautiful cock grow harder and leap beneath my hand.

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A Taste of Jasmine Phonesex

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His face close to mine — the warmth of his breath on my cheek.  “Taste yourself,” he whispers as his mouth hungrily devours mine, the stubble on his chin rough against my delicate skin,  our tongues exploring one another’s mouths–tongue fucking. His magnificent big cock deep inside my wet pussy grinding, pumping. My orgasm building, savoring the taste of my sweet juice on his lips.

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Jasmine’s Irrevocable Phone Sex

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I had known from the moment I walked into the party that you would be mine. There was a sense of time slowing down as our eyes met and yours took in with a quick up and down swipe of admiration my long legs, perfect breasts and willowy figure. But what I notice about you was how you really did look in my eyes more than anything else as though you knew all you needed to know just by that one quick, barely perceptible glance and what interested you more was well sounds stupid to say perhaps but what lay behind my eyes, what was in my mind and my soul.

And I think to myself that you are thinking the same thing as me, that this night we would fuck and fuck hard and wild. It was irrevocable.

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The Waiting Game Phone Sex

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When he was younger, my nephew and I had played games together. But I knew that I was going to enjoy playing even more games with him now that he had become such a beautiful big boy. Oh yes, we now had so many more interesting games to play. For now we would begin with “The Waiting Game”

.I straddled my nephew, feeling his big cock stiffen beneath my pussy. My luscious big breasts were nearly in his face and he started to move his hands upward as though to squeeze them when I threaded my fingers through his dark hair and pulling his head back I forced his mouth open with my tongue. I began to grind my panty clad pussy against that delicious big bulge in his trousers and felt him grow even harder. I was enjoying this and really I would have fucked him there and then but I could not resist to tease him, to edge him, to make him ache with desire so much that it hurt.

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Jasmine’s Hot Cuckold Phonesex

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You always knew it was inevitable that I would make of you cuckold. After all, the only reason I was ever with you in the first place was that nice big bank account of your’s and your willingness to afford me the lavish lifestyle that is my due. Look at yourself and then look at me and do the math genius. You are just a beta male with small cock and only an alpha male with  big cock can satisfy a woman like me. And the funniest thing about it all is that you KNOW this and I can fuck whomever I please right there on our nice big marital bed and when you came home early that day and found me fucking my latest young and hung boy toy, I knew that you would do nothing, that is how pathetic and weak you are. I knew that I would still be in charge, that I would still own you and that, as ever, I had you wrapped around my delicate little finger.

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The Feminization of Todd Stanwick Phonesex Pt. 2

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Todd Stanwick awoke and immediately regretted it. He had made plans to go out with his friends on a fishing trip that day so it was an unpleasant surprise when his beautiful mother shook him awake and with a cruel smile upon her crimson lips, said “Today is the day, Todd!” He rubbed the sleep from his eyes groggily. “What do you mean, Mom? Today is what day?” His mother narrowed her eyes as her smile, which did reach those eyes which were hard and cold as granite, broadened.

“Why today Todd–today is the day you are going to realize–your– dream,” she spat the last word out contemptuously. “Today is the day you are going to find out what it feels like to become a woman!”

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Making You My Bitch Phonesex

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“Sssss,” I whisper to you, like sound of serpent in your ear. You are asleep amid the sumptuous satin sheets and velvet comforter on my big canopy bed. You begin to awake as you always do–your body naked, spread-eagle on your stomach. You begin to stretch. But wait, there is something not quite right this time. You try to move but you cannot. You are bound tightly by the wrists and ankles to the mahogany bedposts. “What?” you say to me, still sleepy, still not sure what is happening. “What?” I echo, a cruel smile playing upon my crimson lips. “What are you doing, Jasmine,” you say as you begin to realize what is happening. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“I am playing with you,” I answer, moving closer to you but not so close that you can touch me. “Like cat with little mouse.”

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