Fuck, being a sexy stripper bitch is a dream come true, especially when I get to play with my favorite client. Last night, he booked a private session, and I was more than ready to give him a show he wouldn’t forget. I walked into the room, my black thighs glistening, my ass looking fucking incredible in my thong. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of me, his cock already hard and tenting his pants.
I started slow, teasing him with my moves, grinding my hips and twerking my ass right in his face. I could see the desire in his eyes, the way his breath hitched as I touched myself, running my hands over my curves, squeezing my tits, and fingering my wet pussy through the thin fabric of my thong.
“You like what you see, baby?” I purred, my voice a low and sultry murmur. “You want to see more?”
He nodded, his eyes never leaving my body. I smiled, a wicked and knowing grin, before turning around and bending over, giving him a full view of my ass. I slowly peeled off my thong, revealing my shaved pussy, glistening with my juices.
He reached out, his hands gripping my ass cheeks, squeezing and kneading the flesh. I moaned, pushing back against him, eager for more. He obliged, his fingers sliding into my wet pussy, fucking me with his hand as I grinded against him.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, his voice a low and desperate sound. “I need to be inside you.”
I stood up, turning to face him, a playful smile on my face. “Then take me, baby. Fuck me like the stripper slut I am.”
He didn’t need any more encouragement. He pulled out his cock, hard and ready, and positioned himself at my entrance. With one swift thrust, he was inside me, filling me completely. I moaned, my nails digging into his back as he started to move, his hips thrusting against mine.
“Your pussy feels so good,” he groaned, his voice a low and desperate whisper. “So tight and wet.”
I moaned in agreement, my body on fire with pleasure. He pounded into me, his movements becoming more frantic, more desperate. I could feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with need.
“Cum for me, baby,” I whispered, my voice a low and seductive murmur. “Cum for me while I squeeze your cock with my tight pussy.”
With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his cock pulsing as he shot his load deep inside me. I came too, my body convulsing with pleasure as I screamed his name.
But we weren’t done yet. He pulled out, his cock still hard and ready. He flipped me over, positioning me on my hands and knees. He entered me from behind, his hands gripping my hips as he pounded into me.
“Fuck, your ass looks so good,” he groaned, his voice a low and appreciative sound. “So round and perfect.”
I pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts with my own, eager for more. He reached around, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing and teasing as he fucked me.
“Cum for me again, baby,” I begged, my voice a desperate plea. “Cum for me while you finger my clit.”
With a final, desperate thrust, he came again, his cock pulsing as he filled me with his hot seed. I came too, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm, my screams of pleasure echoing through the room.
He pulled out, collapsing beside me, a satisfied smile on his face. I cuddled up to him, my head on his chest, my hand stroking his softening cock.
“That was fucking incredible,” he murmured, his voice a low and contented sound.
I smiled, a proud and satisfied grin. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, baby. I always give my favorite clients the best show.”
Fuck, being a sexy stripper bitch is the best. If you want a wild and intense ride, you know where to find me. Just make sure you’re ready for a night you won’t forget, because I’m not just any stripper, I’m a black goddess, and I demand the best.
Back to the pole I go, I fucking love stripping part time, poll dancing, spreading my sunshine far out, snatch lips flapping, dollar bills thrown at me. I can run my own damn club, controlling every throbbing muscle that cums through, I know how to fuck and make a buck.
Private coke dances are my fucking favorite, doing bumps off my butthole, cocks creepin in my tight, creamie, oozing, puffy pussy parts. These guys just can’t get enough. I consider myself the best, splits on all the meat packs that cum through. Smashing my face in laps, choking on the most expensive cock, turning me blue for cash, dipping wet cockhead pre cum tips in my moist holes, dancing, sitting on as many laps as my tight tingly twat can handle. Always swollen, walking funny on a good day.
Swing me around, pin me on the ground and throw my knees up, cum guzzling slut whore so high, speed cock blaster blowing massive amounts of dicks. Gape opened cunt, dripping, soaking, misting all the boys with my itty bitty twinkie jizz. Bend me over in your face, lick my swollen, dank, soaked, pulsating, pink asshole for the grand finale.
Hey, babe, prepare for a wild ride! I’m coked up, my pussy throbbing and ready for action. My mind is racing, and my body craves the touch of a thousand hands. I wanna be the center of attention, a filthy whore who loves the spotlight.
I’ll be the naughtiest stripper, dancing seductively, my nipples hard and my ass twerking to the beat. And when I spot you, a handsome stranger, I’ll make my move. I’ll tease and tempt until you can’t take it anymore. Then, let’s take it to the backroom, where I’ll be the sexy prostitute you’ve always fantasized about. I’ll ride you hard, my eyes wild with lust, and every inch of my shaved pussy will grip your cock like a vice.
This night is all about excess—an orgy of pleasure, where my throbbing pussy takes all the dick it can get. I won’t stop until I’m satisfied, and you’ll remember this night as the most decadent, freaky encounter of your life. Let’s do it, baby! 🌟😈💣
Y’all better listen up, ’cause I’m about to drop some filthy details that’ll make your dicks throb with anticipation. This black queen is here to share her kinky encounter, and it’s gonna be a wild ride. I was craving something special, something that’d leave my pussy dripping and satisfied—a creampie phone sex session.
I dialed the number, my fingers trembling with excitement. “I want you to imagine my thick thighs wrapped around your waist, my big, beautiful ass bouncing on your cock,” I teased, my voice smooth like honey. The sexy voice on the other end groaned, clearly into my dark chocolate allure. I described how I’d tease the tip of his cock with my tongue, tasting the precum before taking him deep into my throat. “You’ll fuck my face, and I’ll beg for more,” I purred. The thought of being dominated by my vocal lover had me squirming.
The fantasy peaked with him pounding my tight cunt, his balls slapping against my clit, before filling me with his warm, sticky load. “I want your cum deep inside me, leaking out, proving I’m your dirty black slut,” I demanded. He obeyed, imagining his cum coating my walls, a creampie fit for a queen.
This phone sex session was a symphony of moans and dirty talk. If you’re craving the same, pick up the phone and dial. You’ll be creampie central, and these black pussy walls are ready for your load. You know you want it, you filthy fucks! 😈👅
Lot lizard sex is the best fucking pass time for your down times. In fact you can find me scoping and trolling the Love’s Travel Centers and even the Travel lodges around the interstates. Right now I am working the network of truck stops like a filthy cum dump.
First you must understand that my lifestyle as a crack whore stripper prostitute has perks. This lifestyle garners me to be sick as ever in the perverse sense. With this said you need to understand that I can (and do) handle a whole lot of dick. Big dicks are my kryptonite, and I don’t give a fuck about race, only size.
As the gangbang prostituting queen of dick management I will simply not entice little peckers. They are something that makes me want to vomit. And that is when they are on grown assed men. But little young hairless dicks, well that’s a whole other kink right there!
Finally if you ask me about how many dicks I take a night (or day for that matter) there is no telling. After all, I take 20 a night easily and after that I lose count.
In fact my cunt is a messy creamy dream for the perverts with little dicks. They know the only place is as a clean up and I don’t wanna see that little dick either. My throbbing cunt was gaped and craving to be stuffed and stretched by more and bigger dicks. And when Mama BJ was finished for the night a good little bitch was waiting in the wings ready to clean me up.
Now, tell me are you the bull that can fuck me blind? Or perhaps the reality is that you are that pathetic little bitch for the clean up, and crawling to me begging for a taste.
Fisting whore was my punishment. I’ve been Big Daddy’s favorite whore, so I never thought I would get his wrath. He is always hooking me up with great shit and at one point I took too much. I smoked up a stash he was selling for double the price, so he really made me work it off. He first passed me around to his gangbanging thugs. They love to make white bitches like me hurt and fucked my ass raw. Ten different cocks fucked my whole wide open. I figured that would be enough but no. Big Daddy had to make me an example.
The pain was indescribable. He then pounds my asshole with his huge calloused hands, tearing me apart from the inside. His big fist was not enough either. My bitch ass had to be totally sober getting fisted a bunch of his other bitches. Those hoes took so much pleasure in collectively punching my shit box, I thought I wasn’t going to live through the night.
I took it like a true Trailer trash whore and begged Big Daddy to give me a hit. He gave me a little mercy, by lighting me up a couple of hits. When the meth hit my head, it felt like those hoes kept punching all the way up my ass and around the corner.
The thought danced through my meth-soaked brain and fuck did I laugh. I laughed while they kept stretching me up wider and wider. I laughed so much my pussy squirted and I pushed out those fists with one squeeze. I got those bitches messy with my shit and they ended up getting a hardcore ass fucking too. My ass was fucked up for a while but I least I paid him off. And I guess I’m still his favorite, since I didn’t put up much of a stink.