Foot Fetish For Sexual Excitement
My new boyfriend has quite a fixation with feet and shoes, I can’t say I’m complaining, as my shoe and boot wardrobe has been growing a lot since we started to see one another. He was upfront from the beginning that he had a foot fetish and did I have an issue with that, I didn’t mind in the least, as I adore foot massages and will never turn one down. He loves to give me pedicures as well and he does a better job than any salon I’ve ever been to, so the occasional foot job in return for many pairs of shoes and great pedicures is a small price to pay.
I really do not mind stroking his cock with my feet and toes, it’s not difficult or distasteful to me. I actually have excellent control over my toes and have used them for years to pick things up off the floor and even open doorknobs if my hands were full and I happened to be barefoot, so I can likely grip my toes around his hard cock better than most women as it is since I’ve always used my feet more than most ladies seem to. I’ve always enjoyed having painted toenails, they just look better, so why not have him do it rather than me?
Gripping my feet around his hard cock and balls is not that big of a deal, he gets very excited when I put my feet in his lap, since he knows I’m about to begin stimulating him with my feet. Many callers that are into foot fetish phone sex call and love to talk about their love of foot jobs and worshiping women’s feet and kissing their toes. The joy he feels when he squirts his load all over my pretty painted toenails in creamy white drops is nice to see. I know he really gets off on it and I’m happy to help him do it.
Cum Coladas
I know many of you boys like to drink, and of course you ALL love to masturbate. I have one guy that calls me that’s a bartender and I watch him on cam. He has kind of an unusual habit. He cums into a shot glass, then adds the contents of the shot glass to a drink he makes. He likes to make pina coladas, and toss in the cum from the shot glass.
It takes all kinds, I tell you. I’m used to seeing guys cum into their hands and licking it off, licking pre cum off of their fingers, but the blender drinks with cum in them, I guess bartenders think of all sorts of unusual recipes. I’d love to know if any patrons he’s not fond of have been served the cum coladas! I will never know, I’m too afraid to ask!
He also told me how he sometimes masturbates in front of a mirror, shoots his load on the mirror and licks it off of the glass. I will have to ask him to do that the next time I watch him on cam.
He’s sent me pics of him doing the mirror thing, but I can’t wait to see it myself. So many of you little masturbators that call me are cum lickers. Have been for years from what most of you tell me. Drinking it, licking it, lapping it out of pussies that you have cum into, you little cum guzzlers just can’t get enough of your own spunk. Can you now……..
Giantess Phone Sex Fantasies
My purse pet Peter called me again last night. He’d been watching his favorite movie again, The Incredible Shrinking Man. He wants so badly to be three inches high and live in my purse, my pockets and in the hollow of my bra between my breasts. He’s a silly little man, but not nearly little enough for his liking. He longs to travel along on my shoulder and be my little man. Peter has an interest in giantess fetish, where a man wants to be very tiny and have the giant lady of his dreams tend to him like a little doll.
He still has sexual desires though, and wants to rub my clit with both of his hands, it would be bigger than his hands if he was only 3 inches high. I told Peter I have a log cabin doll house I made from a hit years ago that would be just perfect for him to reside in if he came and lived with me. It has little furniture in it too he could use. I could set it up on the dresser in my bedroom, so he’d be close by to me when I’m in there. The cats would give him a hard time and want to play with him I’d imagine!
He calls up for giantess phone sex a couple of times a months for a few years now and he never tires of being my little man. Once in a while he likes to pretend he doesn’t shrink, but that I grow, so he’s normal man size, but I get to be 50 feet tall and he’s still very tiny in comparison to me. He is very aroused and invested in this fantasy. I say, but Peter, if you were that much smaller than me, how could we fuck, what could I do with your little penis? He’s all about serving me though, only wants to give me pleasure, not a worry for his own. He saw that Shrinking Man movie when he was a kid and it’s left such an effect on him, and indeed nearly all the men I’ve talked to with this fetish, it’s strange a movie from the 1950’s had such an effect on ones with this fetish, I often wonder how many men got into this fetish from seeing that movie, I’ll never know I guess.
The Sexy Dancer
Last week I went to the theater to see a show, it was lovely, it was an Irish step dancing show with lively music and dancing, I really enjoyed it. I’d been really lucky to have gotten a very good seat only a couple of aisles from the front of the stage. One of the dancers really caught my eye, he had a fantastic body and was very good as he danced across the stage. He had a handsome face and I thought if he was that good of a dancer, he likely was good in bed as well.
After he show, some of the dancers did a short meet and greet and take pics with the ones in the audience in the theater lobby afterwards, and this handsome dancer was there and I went over to compliment him on his performance and he was very sexy and said he was about to go back to the hotel and shower and get something to eat and would I like to join him? I was stunned to be asked, but I very much wanted to get to know him more. He asked if I could meet him at his hotel room in an hour and he gave me the hotel and room number. I went back home and changed into something sexier and went to meet him.
I knocked on his door and he had a room service meal waiting for the both of us and it was delicious. We talked for hours and he told me all about the tour they were on. He asked if I’d like to spend the night with him, he had to move on to the next city tomorrow, but he’d love to have the pleasure of my company for the night if I’d be so inclined. I decided to stay.
We moved to the bed and soon our clothes were a pile on the floor, and he took me in his arms and kissed me passionately and deeply, it was wonderful. He laid me back on the bed and kissed me all over and made love to my shaved pussy with his tongue before anything else. I was wet with excitement as he licked my stiffened clit and slid his tongue in and out of me, making me scream with orgasm after orgasm.
He soon climbed on top of me and his thick, hard cock was soon inside of me and he was pumping back and forth with great vigor. I had been right, he was as good of a lover as he was a dancer. He knew how to move and how to please. I wrapped my legs around him and squeezed his ass cheeks in my hands and brought him deeper into me and it wasn’t long until he shot his load inside of my pussy. It was a fantastic evening I will never forget. I know I will likely never see him again, but it was a few magical hours I will treasure forever.
My Cheating Secret
Sex can be a lot of fun, so much fun in fact that even when I’m in a relationship, that’s no good reason to stop playing around with other men. I try and be discreet about it, but I just can’t say no to them. I’m like a kid in a candy store, I see something that looks yummy and I want to try it, it doesn’t matter that I already have other candy at home. So I just try and not be too obvious about it and things usually work out fine. Last week though, I was entertaining a new lover at home and my fiance came home early. There was no way out where my lover could escape, so he got under the bed.
I had to act like I’d gone to bed early and that’s why I was in bed at all, and my fiance comes in and I act like he just woke me up when really I had cum dripping out of my pussy and my lover was naked under the bed. My boyfriend sleeps pretty soundly, so I wanted to turn the lights off and get him to sleep right away so my lover could get out. However he was feeling randy and I had to put him off and say I didn’t feel well, hence going to bed early, so he gave up and went to sleep.
He was soon snoring away and I put my hand over the side of the bed to signal my lover underneath it was clear for him to make a quiet and fast getaway. He slithered out and grabbed his clothes with him and got out. My boyfriend was none the wiser but that was a bit too much of a close call for me. I thought I had plenty of time, but apparently not. I guess I’d better go to my lovers rather than entertain them here, too chancy.
