Anything Goes Phone Sex with Bunny, My friend had no luck with women until he became a fake porn director!

My friend Jake is a lovely man, but he hasn't had much luck with women. His objective is to become an award-winning documentarian, which is not the most enticing goal. However, everything changed the night he became a fake porn director. That night, Jake and I met at our favorite tavern for a drink. We were having our normal good time, talking and drinking, when a stunning blonde with massive fake tits sat down at the bar next to him. Jake looked over as soon as she sat down, and his cheeks flushed instantly. Knowing my friend, he undoubtedly felt unworthy to be so close to her. I determined to take action. This is how the phony porn director's scheme began.

I exchanged seats with Jake and began making small chat with Blondie, whose name was Melody. She was the usual dumb blonde, which was adorable. I bought her a few drinks and introduced her to Jake. They shook hands, but she appeared unimpressed. “You've heard of him, right?” I said this in private. “No” she shook her head. I laughed and said, “He's the most famous porn director in the industry.” Her eyes expanded. Now the bitch was fascinated. Jake, the faux porn director, also glanced at me with wide eyes.

Melody told me she wanted to break into the porn industry but didn't know how. I said that we were brought together by serendipity. “Okay, he's really picky,” she said quietly, “but I think I might be able to convince him to give you an audition…”

She became so thrilled that I thought she'd start ripping her clothes off right then. I stood up and asked, “What are we waiting for? My apartment is right around the corner.” And off we went, blonde bimbo, fake porn director, and the best friend a guy could possibly have (me), right into my bedroom.

Jake appeared hesitant, so after ordering Melody to strip naked and wait on my bed, I brought Jake into the kitchen and told him to prepare for the greatest piece of ass he'd ever had. I shoved him back into the bedroom, where Melody was posing on the bed, waiting for her close-up. What a dummy.

I took on the role of assistant director and informed Melody that we would only be using Jake in the scene, but she was expected to listen to and follow his instructions exactly. I picked out my iPhone and began recording the first scene.

“Jake, I think you like to start with the blow job first, right?” I replied, sounding official. Melody started working before he could respond. She pulled Jake's dick out of his pants and began sucking it like a pro. I zoomed in and spoke supportive words. Jake finally took on the role of phony porn director and began giving her instructions as well. “I want to see a close-up of you sucking on my balls while jerking my cock,” he exclaimed, slightly breathless. He grabbed her hair and began thrusting his dick down her throat. “Yes, that is fantastic. Are you taking a close-up of this Melody?”

“You know it!” I remarked, suppressing my laughter. The pretend porn director appeared to be about to discharge his load, so I yelled, “Cut!” His dick dropped out of her mouth as Melody sat up straight, waiting for further instructions.

“Jake, do you want to see how she performs in doggy or cowgirl?” I inquired as a good assistant to a phony porn director would. He paused for a second before saying, “Let's start with doggy and go from there.” For the following hour (yes, he lasted that long!) I videotaped Jake and Melody in a variety of delectable positions. First, he shoved her head down into my pillows and slammed her pussy from behind. Then he turned her over and hammered her pussy while she lay on her back. He remembered to give her a good titty fuck before she went on top of him and rode him reverse cowgirl.

She moaned and begged, “fuck me harder” as she made her debut.

When I saw Jake was close, I asked, “Jake, where do you want me to get the cum shot? “Face, mouth, or tits?” Of course, it was the face! Melody dropped to her knees as Jake gripped her head and gave his cock a few final jerks till his hot, creamy load squirted all over Melody's gorgeous face. He sprayed it all over her face and hair, leaving it dripping with jizz. I zoomed closer and encouraged her to eat some of it before her last fade-out. She acted like a nice cum eating whore! Then I shouted, “Cut!” and Jake exclaimed, “That's a wrap!”

We received Melody's phone number and assured her we'd call her shortly to discuss her “contract.” Of course, Jake and I avoided that place for a few months to avoid seeing her. We got to enjoy our handmade porn movie for a long time, and it becomes hotter with each viewing!

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BBC Phone Sex with Bunny, Barely Legal Sluts Love BBC

Looking back, it's true: barely legal teens love BBC! One night, after a few too many cocktails at a Bahamas resort, my buddies and I decided it would be a great idea to take a “midnight skinny-dip” in the hotel pool. It was after hours, and the gate was locked. We had to sneak in while remaining as discreet as four barely legal drunk sluts could be. Of course, we were laughing and splashing about, and drunkenly making out and laughing. Suddenly, hotel security arrived with flashlights, and we were forced to scatter, hiding naked between pool furniture and shrubs. This was not a dream role-play; it was real life! We managed to sneak past and make it to the exit gate before lighting up with spotlights.

When they threatened us with the police, we knew what to do. We all four exchanged winks before returning our innocent gazes to the security personnel. I stepped up to the three guards. “We're so sorry, is there anything we can do to get out of trouble?” I murmured while keeping the tip of my finger in my mouth. While still glancing up at the guards, I slid my other hand down to my small pink nipples and began pinching them between my white manicured nails. We watched them become nervous and adjust themselves. I was going to show them how much barely legal sluts love the BBC.

I smiled, dragging my gaze from their bulge back to their eyes, and added, “Truly, anything.” The guards exchanged glances before returning their attention to us. We realized we were getting into trouble. I took the tallest black guard's hand and wrapped it around my breast, sucking his index finger. I notice his bulge rapidly expand, so I grab it and begin making out with him. He kisses me back, pushing me against the fence, moving his hand from my breast down my smooth stomach and onto my clit. I immediately gasp with delight and kiss him harder, burying my hand in his pants and feeling that massive black cock pulsate. I got wet as he pushed on me.

My naked young girlfriends immediately began to follow my lead. Choosing their own guard to play with because blondes adore the BBC. There were three guards and four girls, so my friend Melody came with me. She got down on her knees, pulled his cock out, and began slowly making out with the tip, till half of his shaft was in her throat. He was so hard and massive that she could only fit halfway before gagging and choking. The guard grabbed the back of her head and forced it lower down onto his cock while continuing to kiss me, pushing his fingers deep inside of me. My hot pussy clutched his fingers as I moaned. I leaned forward and murmured in his ear, “I want you inside me.”

He lifted my leg up and put that large black dick inside of me. He was straining my small pussy, forcing me to take every inch. Melody began licking and sucking his balls as he thrust more and deeper, and I was squirting all over both of them. Fuck, I adore showing him how much barely legal sluts love BBC! He grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, slamming me deeper into the fence before finishing inside of me.

Filling me up with his hot come. He slowly drew away from me, so I dropped to my knees, and Melody and I cleaned his dick up with our tongues while staring up at him.

For obvious reasons, my friends and I were let off the hook. However, we may have purposely gotten ourselves into even more BBC after-dark trouble throughout the rest of our stay. 

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Small Penis Humiliation with Bunny, Small Penis Princesses!

Nothing fascinates me like a small penis princess. I mean, there are “men” with penises smaller than my index finger. I understand that most PSOs will tell you what you want to hear, but will they be truthful? They are giggling beneath their moans at that teeny clit-like dick. Sometimes I wonder whether that was too harsh, but it's the truth, and their wives know it. Remember, this has always been my opinion on the subject. When I turned 18, I began dating officially, and I met this lovely tall man and decided to give it a try. I was pouring into my panties till we returned to his apartment. He laid me down, and as he undressed, I inquired why he wasn't hard. He admitted it, and I went immediately without saying anything.

What It takes to be a small penis princess

Do you often put on panties in secret while pretending to have a pussy? I have a dear friend who caught her small penis princess in action. He had a habit of shooting inappropriate videos, and she discovered one in which he was head to toe in her underwear, caressing his cock and urging it to reverse into a gorgeous clit that men could lick. I believe he just wants a real man to utilize his body and treat him like a slut. More importantly, be informed of what you must do. I, for one, enjoy being submissive, so it is reasonable. If I were a three-inch guy, I'd accept my fate as a small penis princess. I'd rub myself instead of jerking off, which is for males with cocks.

My story about my very own SPP

I must say, I recently met a small penis princess. I asked a guy I casually hang out with to divulge his worst secret. He stated he likes wearing bras and panties because it made him feel sexy. I inquired if he had any nearby to try on, and he definitely did. Standing there in a pink-on-pink set, I couldn't say no. I started massaging where his clit would be, and the moans were a nice response. That's when I offered, “Want to be a small penis princess?” Bending down, I spread him wide open, revealing all of him. I grabbed a toy and had him suck it before inserting it. Every few strokes, I'd pull the cock from his ass and watch it gape for me before repeating.

He transformed into a true princess in front of my eyes as he happily swallowed every inch. He was prepared to cum, but I explained that sex is intended to gratify the male first. But I'm not evil, so once I creamed, I advised him to go for it. However, there was one rule: it had to go directly into his mouth. He drank every last drop. The problem is, now all he wants is a mouthful of a man's load.

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Princess Phone Sex with Bunny, Your Pretty Princess Needs You Cum!

 I'm your young and beautiful pretty princess because I exude a sassy yet sweet personality that you can't get enough of. Not to add that I understand what motivates and excites you. There aren't many girls who can be a beautiful princess like me; I'm one-of-kind. I grasp the complexities of this fetish, as well as how to enjoy a nice thick cock or two. Being the best pretty princess requires knowledge, in-depth understanding, a lot of naughtiness, and cum! 

So, let's go through the countless kinky possibilities together because I want you to imagine the degrees of bliss that I can bring into your life. I know you want to go on this sexual adventure with me, so let's do it!

First, I'll get all cutely dressed as your favorite fantasy girl. We can play once I'm dressed up to my liking. I like dressing up as an innocent, pretty princess; it's always so much fun! When I slip into a slutty micro tiny skirt, I know it will catch your eye, and it is easy to get into, huh, lol? Next, I flutter all of my gorgeous princess delicacies at you, seducing and luring you into my fantasy. I'll begin by lightly caressing the outside of your pants to squeeze that hard-on of yours. Or I can simply remove your raging erection from your boxers. And begin to chew on it like my favorite lollipop. Regardless, your cock will be mine. And you will give me the cum load that I deserve for all of my efforts.

Sweet princesses like myself always get what we want! Sometimes I can be a little bratty princess, which is fine since it can be a lot of fun too! I intend to gently stroke your hard cock in my hands while looking up at you with my innocent little eyes. And ask if stroking is healthy for you. I enjoy my job as your innocent little pretty princess, but I'd want to show you how nasty and kinky I can get. And believe me, I can be quite naughty.

I can be really kinky when it comes to all kinds of exciting princess fun, and you will lose track of what is real and what is fantasy. My imagination is limitless, darling, so let's not hold back.

You will crave the taste of my wonderful, pretty princess pussy. My goal is to push you so hard that you feel like you're going to cum, yet keep you on the verge of bliss. This way, you'll lust after me and always want more. You'll fall for me before you realize it. And who am I to deny my incredibly tight and delicate, bare smooth pussy? I will never deny you.

Again, my goal is to get you to cum for me since that is what makes me cum. When I witness your delicious, sticky, milky cum shoot from your cock, I feel proud. Your cum is my favorite sweet and salty snack. It's better than all the goodies you get me after I've been a good little princess princess.

Fetish Phone Sex with Bunny, A Naughty Pool Party Orgy

I enjoy a good orgy with plenty of kinky people. Usually, my daddy is the one who plans them. Whether it's his swinging friends and I'm making plans to play, or I decide to organize an event at his house. And I invite particular persons who enjoy orgies. This time, the action is taking place at his friend's house, and it is turning into a wild pool orgy party. Initially, his gathering was an end-of-summer picnic with some friends. I'm referring to both our normal friends and some of our crazy buddies. However, once everyone has eaten, the cocktails start to kick in, and some sexy dancing begins.

In addition, there were a couple who were vanilla. That's what we thought. While they are dancing and everyone is watching, she removes her swimsuit cover and bikini top. People start cheering them on, and he soon begins pulling off her bikini bottoms. We all jumped up and started dancing, too. Everyone slowly performed a striptease to remove their clothes or swimwear. It was hilarious, and I couldn't stop laughing as even our regular friends joined in to go naked and filthy with the other visitors.

If you know me at all, you know how much I enjoy laughing and being freaky. Of course, this was the best way to end our summer. The dirty dance began when there were only approximately fifteen people remained at the party. More vanilla people than I expected joined on this naughty train.

Hehe! Of course, I enjoy it when it becomes a wild pool orgy. Let the kinky fun begin. To be honest, I was shocked to see some vanilla husbands sucking dick. Their wives also encouraged them to go for it. But truly, at least four couples remained who “are” or “were” vanilla. It was so much fun to see them open up and participate in the wild moments. The women were not just sucking on other men's dicks; they were also ready for some of my incredible pussy licking.

Needless to say, we'll get together again soon. Everyone is ready for more, so time will tell where we meet. I can't wait to relay all the nasty details from that night. Are you up for some wild fun with this gorgeous teen?! Call me for the most exciting teen fetish phone sex available!

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Incest Phone Sex with Bunny, Daddy's Phone Sex Whore

A phone sex whore who is Daddy's girl knows how to keep her mouth shut and her sultry legs agape. I haven't told Mommy about your side whore because of this. Perhaps our brief play dates together. When I met her for the first time, I was very little. Not that I had tits yet. Just a perky tiny ass and swollen little nipples. You assured me that it was acceptable to strip in front of her. I undressed to my little bald pussy as requested by Daddy. She sat next to us, and you put me on your lap. You then began to tease tiny cunt.

You stroked my delicate, hairless pussy with those large hands that you put between my thighs. She was also making fun of her cunt. The moment you planted a kiss on her in front of me, my little clit jumped. You told me to suck her tits after removing them. Clung to those enormous areolas, biting and sucking. They were also incredibly soft. When you fucked me, I got to lay on top of them. I was stuck between your hard cock and her soft titties. You shoved your cock inside of me, and I groaned into her big mommy tits.

You made me squeal after you raped my pussy. Then you took it out and gave her a hard cock smack in the pussy. I pleaded with you for your cum when you asked which of us wanted it. The little girl of Daddy always gets what she wants. I so found myself face down in your whore's cunt. While you pushed your dick against my tight little slit, I was sucking her pussy. You then protruded your cock within. As you fucked me, I maintained my back arch and groaned into her pussy. She took hold of my face and proceeded to treat me like a plaything, squirting all over me. You also came inside of me, as you always do.

When I was just 3 years old and Mommy didn't know about our games, she was asleep, we would sneak away. I'm obsessed with my daddy's cock. At night, I play with my wet pussy in bed while contemplating when we will fuck each other again. I can tell that he gets hard for me right away when I offer him hugs and kisses. In order to avoid waking Mommy, he leads me into the restroom. I drop to my knees, encircling his pulsating cock with my hands, licking the pre-cum off his enormous head, and rubbing it over my lips. I really want him inside of me because of this.

He thrusts his cock deep into my mouth by pushing his hips forward. I can feel his cock reaching deep inside my small, tight pussy. I always have my juicy fuck hole ready for him. He spreads me wide open from behind, plunging his thick head into my wet hole. He fucks me slowly while my legs get tighter around his ass. Until he discharges his hot cum deep inside my fertile pussy, my pussy muscles milk his cock.

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Accomplice phone sex little whore gets you a little gift! Rape Phone Sex with Bunny

Accomplice phone sex little whore enjoys the gore that comes with it! Regardless of what I do, there are always a lot of body fluids to clean up after a good accomplice's delight! Sometimes my appearance deceives; no one suspects me of wishing other females to suffer like I did in the past. But I do have men who require my aid in catching something small, beautiful, and innocent!

Accomplice phone sex little whore gives you a small present! You'd already texted me that you had a bad craving and wanted me. So when you pulled up and asked me to go hunting with you, I knew we were going to hunt small souls. I climbed into the free candy van, bringing along my extremely special backpack of goodies. That's when I saw her. Playing alone in her sideyard in a pretty little summer outfit. She wore no shoes, her face was filthy, and her eyes were filled with utter confusion. You were so enthusiastic about my find that you parked down the street and offered me a large bag of lollipops to entice her.

Kidnapping phone sex Teen gets you a baby girl. I laughed as I recognized the expression in your eyes and your cock jumped up to attention for her! I smiled at you, knowing just what you were thinking. I knew you'd have some fun with her. I grabbed my backpack and jumped, my pulse pumping with excitement. Lucky for you, kidnapping phone sex has provided me with all of the tools I need to easily grab a little one.

Tonight, my beautiful little morsel will suffer at your angry p-daddy hands! When we got back to the hotel, I threw her in a bag and brought her and our toys inside. My pussy soaks my underwear as I pull her out, undress, and wash her. She's crying as I remove her gag. However, no one here will care if they hear her. They're all too hooked up on drugs to care. I am going to fuck this little bitch up with you! It all comes down to our amazing Roleplay phone sex! 

Young Voice Phone Sex with Bunny, I love Incest Phone Sex with Family

I was lying in bed last night and started thinking about all my phone sex conversations and the guys I chat with. Everything turns me on, but thinking about underage fantasies makes my pussy tingle. I enjoy being a tiny obedient princess and doing all it takes to make my daddies happy. The thought of an older man or even a family member rubbing my smooth, bald pussy makes me very happy.

I also enjoy being the underage slut who is far too mature for my age, and all I think about is cock. It would be so amazing if I had a gang bang with the entire football team and the coach recorded it while stroking his wet cock. Alternatively, Daddy loses at poker night and leases me out as payment.

You will like age play phone sex with me because age is irrelevant, and I am open to everything.

When we were younger, my brother enjoyed playing doctor with me; he'd sneak into my room at night to examine his attractive sister's cunt. He'd push his fingers inside of me and pretend it was a medical treatment, but all he wanted was an excuse to feel how wet I was for him!

Then there was Daddy. He had this strange tickling game in which he tickled various portions of our bodies until one or both of us couldn't handle it any longer. His favorite spot? Right on top between the cheeks, usually ending right by that delicious little clit that drove us crazy! But instead of stopping there, he'd occasionally go a step farther by putting his tongue between those legs and continuing the "tickling." We quickly became well-known for our preferred games. They also joined in!

Mommy didn't mind because she enjoyed seeing her kids get down and filthy beneath the blankets after dark (or during). She occasionally participated to provide extra support or incentives. Let's just say she enjoyed seeing her kids happy, even if it meant getting messy with them!

As for me? I became quite the cum rag over time. My holes were there to gratify the men in this family; they used them when they needed an outlet or simply wanted some quick release after a long day at work. Let's be real...I didn't mind a bit! My brother's ability to fuck his sister's tight little cunt was unparalleled, and I would often ask for more.

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Daddy / Daughter Phone Sex with Bunny

Me and Daddy—a match made in heaven, or hell. Our special days were linked with forbidden pleasure, the ultimate incestuous bliss. Butterfly kisses were only the tip of the iceberg—the prelude to some mind-blowing fucks. I was Daddy's little princess, but don't be fooled; I was a cunning cunt. He adored every aspect of my teen, whorey self. I was his, he was mine—a match made in depraved paradise.

I've always desired my daddy's cock, and this past weekend I had the best family fucking session ever! My daddy is a twin, and I had a threesome with him and my uncle. My baby girl pussy was put to excellent use. I enjoyed having my uncle's cock in my mouth while my dad pounded the snot out of my pussy from behind. At one point, I had both of their dicks in my mouth, and cum was flowing down my chin. It was amazing!

My uncle is quite skilled at eating my princess cunt. I sat on his face while my father stuffed his cock in my mouth. His cock was balls-deep in my mouth. My uncle ate my pussy till he was completely covered in my pussy juices. I kissed him and tasted myself on his lips.

Nothing beats good old-fashioned family fun, especially when it includes a fair dose of sexual deviance. And Daddy ensured that I was well-versed in the ways of wickedness. Incestuous sex with Daddy was a holiday custom, a sacred ritual that solidified our unshakable relationship. He told me that blood was thicker than water and that nothing beats a nice, hard fuck between willing relatives.

My father's cock was my treasure, and I like the idea of becoming his little cum dumpster. I was his dutiful daughter, eager to dominate and please at his every whim.

The memories of those great days continue to make my pussy leak. And I brag about them as well—Daddy and I had a special, twisted bond that I treasure to this day.

Long live Daddy's Girl, a testament to the strength of incestuous love.

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No Taboo Phone Sex with Bunny, A Date with Your Daughter Part 2

 Your POV:

For someone as purportedly intelligent as my ex-wife, she had acted foolishly during this round, game, or whatever, most likely out of jealousy combined with disgust or phony moral outrage. She despised not having a man under her thumb... or did she? Perhaps she understood I was attractive to females my age, and her sex appeal was narrower. She was definitely in MILF/cougar area, but in some circles, that was considered a fetish or kink. Sure, it was popular, but she realized her dating possibilities were limited compared to before. This may make her famous or notorious, but it would probably be bad for her legal welfare.

After that date with my daughter, which was fairly normal until a few drinks, it was clear that my ex-wife wanted to tell me something.

When I hung up the phone on her and walked away from the screen, she gave me another FaceTime request. I responded, and she chuckled, despite her obvious embarrassment about the sex tape she had just sent me. Her face was red, and I saw that she was still naked. I wasn't sure if she threw up her son's jizz or not, but the way he appeared behind her indicated that she had a grasp on him. She then dragged him into a deep-tongued kiss, which I of course recorded.

"Two can play that game, as you can see. Do you want to diddle our daughters? I can make sweet love to my son. You like incest... fair enough... so do I. I've probably been reading the same writers online as you, well, maybe not all of the same. Now we both have our own dark secrets of taboo or forbidden love affairs. By the way, did Bunny's tight pussy make up for her smaller bust? I heard that you went bareback in her... I hope that there's no baby from that. It could get awkward if there is," She smiled triumphantly as if she won some unexpected victory over me.

That's when it struck me. My ex-wife tried to make me jealous... Maybe it was a projection, and she was jealous of herself. Why else would she be upset by the thought of darling Bunny's "tight pussy," as she described it? Why would she compare Bunny's best feature to her own? Her breasts? Well, granted, my ex was somewhat... Busty, and had been for years. Why would she still be envious after all these years? She didn't still have a flame for me after all these years, even though she cheated on me.

"Nice to hear from you, too, honey," I told her abruptly and dismissively as I hung up.

She tried to get me back on there, but I was not interested. I wasn't sure if this was a one-time occurrence aimed at getting under my skin, but I knew she was putting herself in a lot greater danger with her activities than I was with what happened accidentally last night. I was aware that there was a legal risk. I knew that if she had done this merely to fuck with me, her son would feel manipulated, duped, exploited, or whatever. Personally, I considered that the terms "exploitation" and "objectification" signified something unavoidable in life and human relationships. Even so, others could feel that way, or at least be persuaded and deceived, even Brian, my ex-wife's only son.

That was when I heard a knock on the door. I opened it out of curiosity, and to my surprise, all three of my daughters burst through it. Wait, how did they get here so fast? Did they use Uber or something? Do they have the funds for this? They presumably would have pooled them and relied on me for the return trip. I instinctively hugged and kissed all three of them just as one of them responded to my ex-wife's next effort to reach me.

"Oh, hi, Mom," Bunny told her mother, who turned pale as she realized that she was standing naked with her son in front of his sisters, "Hi, Brian. How's sex with Mom? How does Brian compare to Daddy and Mom? In bed, I mean. Do you enjoy incest?"

"Bunny... I... I... um," Mom stammered before blurting, "you did it first, you with your father!"

"You cheated first and made Brian. I guess that gets Daddy off the hook for his own affairs," Bunny retorted without either confirming or denying her mother's accusations.

"Um... oh, look... I just wanted your father to see how... sickening and wrong it was... the incest. That was all. Brian was only too happy to help illustrate my point, good boy that he is," my ex was visibly flustered, of course, defending her actions towards her daughter.

"So, by that logic, Daddy was just showing you how bad adultery is and letting you feel his pain, to force you to feel empathy and understand why your infidelity hurt him so much. Or maybe you just had it coming... and it was just revenge. A nice little bit of justification there. Nice little fig leaf to cover your ass, Mom," Bunny replied.

"Yes, and I'm sure that the teenage boy living with his mother isn't at all motivated by Oedipal lust or anything of the sort. It was all an altruistic part of an act to drive home a point by his mother, that was all. Getting his mother to take his oral cherry had nothing to do with it. You swallowed, too!" I chuckled now.

Brian blushed a bit before I had mercy on him, "Sorry, kid. I wasn't trying to belittle you. You're just a healthy, red-blooded teenage boy, a virgin from the sound of it. You're just being you. You don't have to explain. Hot cougar action, the heat of a forbidden romance, very taboo, very naughty or illegal, or whatever. It's hard to resist, for whatever reason she gives you. The truth is that she did want to fuck with me... but she doesn't want to admit the fact that she chose a very specific way to do it... for a reason."

"Yeah, little brother... face facts... Mom was twisting you around a bit... but Mom, you need to face the facts, too... you got the hots for our brother, at least a little. He wasn't so repulsive that you went out to find someone else... oh, wait, there are only so many guys with whom she could commit a similar type of incest. None of that would be illegal, like what Mom did with you. It turns out that, here in Ohio, it's only criminal incest if committed between a parent and his or her offspring. That's you two," Melody added in her own two cents.

"Look, Mom, Brian, we love both of you, but I don't like being lied to, manipulated, turned into pawns with which you can hurt Daddy... none of that. Yes, we're close to our father. Why not? He's an awesome guy. No, not perfect, but he's amazing... lovable... and just plain great! He's smart, he's handsome, he's successful, you could go on... and you lost him by cheating on him."

"We were too young to understand the details back then... we just knew that you hurt Daddy, that much was clear back then, and that he left because you hurt him. We could see the pain in his eyes. We could see the pain, the anger, the sadness in him. He just wasn't as happy as he used to be. We figured it out, especially me, as the eldest."

"We knew that Brian was a good baby and that it wasn't his fault. It was Mommy's fault and that she did something bad around the same time that hurt Daddy," Bunny read her mother the Riot Act for once.

"Well, I know that I screwed up, okay? I tried to believe that it was justified somehow, that I was a special case. Sometimes, I still catch myself feeling that way, and every time that I feel morally superior and all that... something happens that knocks me down off my pedestal. Even so, I still felt that I could have been punished, Simon could have done his thing, spread his seed, or whatever, and then we could have reconciled... and he could have claimed Brian as his own. I didn't think it was right to punish him for what I did," My ex stood there, hot, sweaty, and naked, while whining about the fact that I didn't take her back.

"Yeah, nothing against Brian, but I thought that he should have a relationship with his own father, not with me. I wasn't going to let another man duck his job. He had to take his lumps, too. But you didn't let that happen, did you? You never let him have a relationship with you, though I admit that he could have fought for it. He was probably a married man with other kids. I figured that there was no other way that would happen. You wanted him to leave his wife for you, at least when we divorced, but he didn't, so you punished Brian yourself by denying his father to punish the baby daddy." I flipped the script pretty easily, making it clear that I wasn't the one punishing an innocent boy.

Brian glanced at his mother in horror as he heard that section, something definitely clicking in a way that indicated he was not stupid, but rather ignorant, weak, and naive. He then inspected her again in a way that surprised everyone, rolled her over onto her tummy, and went inside her before she could say anything. He began aggressively slapping her face as he grabbed her from behind, fucking his own mother while being recorded on Skype. The fact that she did not even try to fight him was quite telling.

Of course, I recorded every minute of this deed in case I needed it later. That a small, skinny, zit-faced teenager could sexually dominate and penetrate his mother, who was in astonishingly good form, told me something. It spoke volumes about their relationship. My ex had miscalculated by believing that he was merely a frightened pawn under her complete control. Oh, I did not doubt that she would regain some control and manipulate him in some way, but Brian had the upper hand for the time being.

As we watched, Bunny grabbed me, unbuttoned my pants, tagged her sisters, requested their assistance, and continued undressing me. They then disrobed in front of me, together with their mother and brother. At that time, each girl took a turn sitting on my lap and planting her pussy on my dick. Bunny was first, of course, to impale herself on my cock. She did not bleed, so she was most likely not a virgin, but she was certainly tight enough... Tighter than her sister if I had to estimate.

"See, Mom... we love Daddy the same way that you love Brian! Oh, fuck, Daddy!" Bunny shouted as I slid my finger up her anus to play with her asshole, "Daddy's finger's up my ass, up my ass... Daddy's finger's up my ass, my sweet Mama!"

Yes, Bunny sang it to the tune of "London Bridge," which was quite insane. She kissed me hard as we made love, fucked, or whatever, groaning loudly between kisses as we indulged in father-daughter incest. Her mouth was extremely hot and slick as her tongue connected with mine. My BunBun and I had a wonderfully delicious time, to put it kindly.

Just then, we saw Brian lose himself inside his own mother, who then creamed herself, stood, and slapped him in the face. He remained there stunned from the smack until she smirked at him, then at me, and drew him in for a passionate tongue kiss. She repositioned his hands on her reddened buns and placed her own on his. She smacked his ass briefly as they made out, leaving clear evidence of criminal incest under Ohio law.

Bunny had squeezed the cum out of my balls through my cock by now, groaning and creaming herself before climbing off my lap and licking my finger directly from her ass. "I've done it now," I told myself. We had no leverage over each other by this point. It was mutually guaranteed destruction. If my ex-wife tried to use this against me, I'd have plenty to use against her, and vice versa, albeit Brian's living circumstances might work against her. However, the law was generally more forgiving toward female sex offenders than males.

We both knew it was a wash, even as Becca handed me a blue pill and a fountain drink, which was very likely hers. I swallowed it, and she grinned as she started riding me. She also made it clear that she wanted me to finger her buttocks too. She began to moan with delight as she felt my finger and dick move inside her. She kissed my face and neck frequently while attempting to persuade me to bottom out inside her wet cunt.

"Do me again, Brian... do what you want to me... do Mommy, good and hard!" My ex's face was purple with her lust, envy, jealousy, and frankly, her competitive streak as she offered her son a more sexual congress with her.

The sight of me fucking, and potentially breeding, our daughters affected my ex-wife on a basic level. Her response was clear: to commit incest with her kid, demonstrating that she didn't despise what I did out of moral qualms. It was just jealousy, jealousy, or something like that. The irony, of course, was that I didn't go as far with any of our females as she did with Brian.

As I emptied my balls via my cock within Becca, her moans, like her wetness, left no doubt. Melody put herself on my cock before I could even stand up. She kissed me several times, her sisters encouraging her as she rode me, my fingers running up her asshole even as she groaned and cussed in delight. She was in a wild and wanton mood, and I couldn't bring myself to resist because it benefited me. What was the true harm in this, anyway?

We did this while watching Brian put their mother through her paces, which was quite ridiculous. I never imagined this in my wildest dreams. Was this a pornographic dream or what? Nope. I pinched myself. It was happening. I was busy having incest with my youngest daughter while her younger half-brother had hard sex with their mother.

My three girls all kissed me hard on the mouth as I came inside Melody, and Brian did the same with his mother. My ex-wife then kissed her son on the lips, using a lot of tongues. Strangely, her demeanor softened as she blew me a kiss... and our daughters now. Perhaps she was addicted to her son's love or something. She appeared to be a different woman in terms of mood or temperament, at least for the time being. Brian reddened slightly and shrugged, clearly taking in and processing what had happened.

"Do you think that she'll still cause us trouble, Bunny? You've been around your mother more often lately than I have. What do you think? What about you, Becca, and Melody?" I asked the girls, all three of them kissing me in response, as my ex-wife disconnected from Skype herself this time.

"Maybe at times. She is who she is. But serious issues? No. What can she do? Accuse us of incest? Yeah, that's gonna take her down, too, and she loves her own skin... and her life, too much for that. Especially now that she's getting it on with our brother. She created a monster there. She can't put that genie back in the bottle, can she? Brian knows that she craves him and he craves her right back."

"He might be a bit pussywhipped at times, especially growing up under her like that, but there will be limits to that now. He can never quite be the same virginal wimp or spineless today that he used to be. I say that with no disrespect to him, but he was her creature and now he can never be quite the same again," Bunny, my firstborn, made her own thoughts known, and they made excellent sense.

The End

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No Taboo Phone Sex with Bunny, A Date with Your Daughter Part 1

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As someone who hadn't dated in a long time—let alone blindly—I was feeling a little anxious. I had sworn off dating as a social convention, but I checked the dating site where I had an old profile out of sheer boredom and noticed some matches. I paid to find out who they were because I was intrigued and I had some extra cash right now. One was a cranky, irritating woman who was probably my age, but I chose to ignore her. Whiners were not what I needed in my life. They exuded bad vibes and all that.

Next was a recent widow who appeared to be content with her situation a little too much. She gave me shivers just by that alone, and I turned her down as well. "Black Widow" was emblazoned on her. Even though the third match was a little younger than what I had previously gone for, I liked what I saw. Alright, I reminded myself, dating ladies your own age hasn't proven to be a good idea thus far, has it? That was fine for lighthearted enjoyment, but I wasn't sure they would make a good romantic partner.

My boundaries and expectations were clear enough to be difficult even on their own. As they stepped out on him as much as they pleased, the majority of women my age looked yearned to get on a guy's back, ride him to a simpler existence and keep him to themselves. A golddigger who cheats was not what I wanted. Rather than covert infidelity that kept me in the dark, I desired open and sincere polyamory. Even with the younger girl, to be honest, I wasn't really holding out much hope that this would be anything but amusement at this point.

"I might as well go for it. At least I'll be seen with a younger woman and that will probably fuck with my ex's head. She has it coming, too. That alone is worth spending a little money on a date," I told myself.

I could have gone on a coffee date, insisted on Dutch, or something else, but I didn't want golddiggers. I wanted word of mouth. In this day and age of social media and influencers, women, particularly younger women, have a tendency to brag about their dates. I might as well use it for my own gain. It may not have been a wise financial investment, but I knew I'd get some gratification from driving a further stake in the vanity and ego of my ex-wife and ex-girlfriends.

I swiped right on the younger lady, and to my amazement, she contacted me almost quickly. My hackles were raised, largely due to concerns that this could be a catfish scenario. Still, if she were a catfish, I'd dangle the bait for her to see if she bites. She sent me three emojis, all hearts, and one word: Daddy.

I began my opening salvo by typing, "Well, I do have daughters. Three of them, in fact. No sons. I'm not sure how that worked out. I'd have to ask their mother."

"Are any of your daughters married or are they all single?" the young lady replied with a wink emoji.

That was odd, I thought. Why would she ask questions about them? Maybe she wanted to hang out with them or something? Maybe she wanted to know if they knew anyone in common? I wasn't sure. 

Anyway, I sent a question mark emoji. "Not married yet. I don't know why. I'd have to ask them very awkward questions and it's really their business until or unless someone wanted to introduce someone to me or whatever. 

If things get that serious, then I might have some input or perspective or wisdom to impart. The youth don't tend to listen to their elders these days if they ever did. I certainly didn't do as much as I should," I replied laconically. 

"Are you a single father, divorced, or a widower?" was the next query.

"Divorced. Once. I've had girlfriends, too. They just never worked out for me. Most were around my own age. This is a change for me, shopping in the junior section. I suppose that was because I traveled more in those circles and tended to meet women closer to my own age. It hasn't panned out so far, as I said," I messaged back.

"Just the one marriage? Hmm... Just like my father. He divorced my mother some time back. It's still a bit of an open wound. I hate how much both of them hurt... And have hurt each other. Still, I have to confess that it was probably mostly Mom's fault. She cheated first, at least. Then he cheated back. I can't blame him too much for that. People make the mistake of thinking that Daddy is a pushover. They tend to push the envelope and then he shows them that he ain't," the young lady responded.

"It sounds as if you don't have as many Daddy issues as I first thought," I mused.

"Oh, I kinda do... in a way. It's just that Daddy is an intense kind of guy. He's a very private person in some ways. He's not perfect. I can see that. Neither is Mom, though she has good traits. I just think that Mom has more... psychological baggage or whatever and I'm not always convinced that she's a good person. Sometimes. I waver back and forth on that issue. I've never had any doubts that Daddy is a good guy, even when he does things that bother me," the young woman told me now.

"So, who raised you?" I asked her next time.

"Both of them... at first. Then they divorced, and of course, Mom got primary custody. Daddy got secondary and/or visitation. That sucked ass, not because I hate Mom. I don't. But we all wanted more time with him. I don't doubt that he wanted more time with us. He has a poker face most of the time, but every time he had to take us back to Mom's, I could see the pain in his eyes, in his face. It was the strained, forced smile of an unhappy father who already missed his daughters. Like you, Daddy had no sons, just daughters.

"One time, he had to discipline my little sister Melody, and she refused to see him on the next visit. I could see how much it hurt him. I told her as much and she put on a stubborn face at first. But next time around, she didn't refuse to see him. She gave him a bigger hug than our sister or me," my prospective date said next.

"Your sister's name is Melody?" I reacted to that, "so is my daughter's. My youngest daughter, in fact. I have Bunny, Becca, and Melody."

"Oh, wow... my name is Bunny and I'm the oldest. Melody is the baby of the family. Is your Becca the middle daughter, by any chance?" the young lady informed me.

"Yes, as a matter of fact. Your name is Bunny? Do you go by Bunny or Bun or...?" I trailed off."I go by 'BunBun,' because that's what Daddy always called me. I refuse to be called 'Bunny' or even 'Bun' by folks. Daddy calls me 'BunBun,' so that's who I am. I wish that it wasn't such a lie sometimes. I mean, I'm not as angelic as I could be. I'm sure Daddy knows, but being Daddy, he still calls me that," the reply came next.

"Bunny... wait, what is your mother's name? Is it Ashley, by any chance?" I panicked, realizing something now was a possibility.

"Yes, it is. Is your name... (Insert Name), by any chance?" she retorted.

"Yes, it is. Why do you ask?" I toyed with her a little, wanting to have a moment's fun for the confirmation of my fears.

"Um... are you... (Insert Name), Age (Your Age), of (Location)?" she asked now.

"Yes... are you... Bunny (Insert Your Last Name) currently living in (Location)?" Next, I probed.

"Daddy... is that you? Have I been talking... and flirting, with my own father?" My daughter basically spoke the unspoken truth that we both feared up until now.

"Yes, BunBun, I'm afraid so. Apparently, I'm an old pervert or creep or whatever, flirting with my own daughter, no less," I accused myself next.

"No, Daddy, you didn't know. What are the odds, right? Anyway, can we still meet... for dinner or something? I know that I'm not what you were looking for, but I really want to speak to you. I want to hang out with you. I only live in (Location). It's not too far away. It hasn't been for you to visit me at high school and all. Pretty please?" Bunny pleaded with me, clearly wanting some time with her old man.

I admit that I wasn't searching for a dinner date with my firstborn daughter, or any of my daughters for that matter. Bunny was correct, at least. Even so, I would never turn down the chance to hang out with any of my girls... the ones that were still my girls. Of course, I did not include their mother among those. I grinned through a few unshed tears at this unexpected opportunity.

"Sure, sweetie. I'll pick you up, of course. We'll find a place close to your campus. I'll get to see where my money's been going for the past three, almost four years, now that you're so close to graduation. Obviously, I'll pay, too. I was going to, anyway, but definitely for one of my girls," I reassured Bunny, who apparently decided to call me in response.

Yes, I noticed my cell phone vibrate and took it up, instinctively knowing it was my eldest daughter on the other end. I was nervous, but I cleared my throat and prepared to talk more about this approaching "date" with my own daughter. I wondered whether she'd tease me for using one of those apps to hunt for girls her age.

"Bunny?" I asked.

"Yes, Daddy... so, when... tonight? I'm free for once. Finals just finished. I'm very likely to graduate in a week now. I have a little playtime available. Surprisingly, I didn't have a place to go tonight. Maybe I'm just out of habit. I was looking for a date, though, of course. I guess I've got one now... and with a very handsome silver fox to boot," she joked.

"Yeah, just refresh and whatever it is you girls do. I'll be there in ninety minutes, tops, depending upon traffic this Friday night," I replied now, "I suppose that I'll hear about it from your mother, but I can honestly tell her that it was you."

"Yes, well, Mom, as much as I love her, needs to learn to stick her nose out of your business. She gave up any right to ask those kinds of questions when she cheated on you and ended her marriage to you. I'll be ready in that time, I swear. I don't know how, but I will. I don't want to make you wait, Daddy," Bunny reassured me, "I love you, Daddy. I'm sorry that we didn't have as much time together when my sisters and I grew up."

"I love you, too, Bunny. I'm sorry, too," I gulped, as I hung up and began preparing for my daughter... a date with my own eldest daughter, no less.

I have never been quite so nervous before a date... not even with her mother.

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Snuff Phone Sex with Bunny, Rape all of my holes Daddy!

Snuff phone sex is more than simply cum and gore; it's a heightened experience. Only a true artist, such as my Daddy, can get it exactly right. However, you'll be astonished at how easy it is to start. First, you must abandon all of that nonsense, this so-called compassion. Fuck that; these are nothing but slaves serving my Daddy's cock. I am fortunate that he saw something exceptional in me. That's why I'm still permitted to be around. My introduction into this world was a baptism of fire. I emerged victorious, making the other slave whores envious.

They come and go, and their cries for mercy only make him stronger. They will not be free until he is. It's never quick, though. He'll fuck them for hours, perhaps days, with his camera always rolling. He is really inventive in how he brings them to an end. As the curtain lowers, they are covered in his cum and, if they are lucky, soon to meet their demise.

I recall when I didn't just accept, but embraced this lifestyle. I fell in love with the depravity and gave Daddy a performance on which he still compliments me. She was still alive, bloodied, and injured, so we took her outdoors to crawl in the dirt. She had to beg God for forgiveness to see if he would save her.

That's when I sensed the force of the tremendous spirit, and the Dark Lord himself called to me. I hammered my master's ten-inch sword into her skin. The blood saturated me, and my pussy overflowed. I jumped on top of the little slut and fucked her until she died. This was more than simply one of his snuff films; it was a love letter to my true master, Satan.

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Racial Humiliation Phone Sex with Bunny

My callers have taught me that racial humiliation phone sex is not exclusive to the Third World or minorities. Many of my fellow white folks adore it! I've had calls from men who claim to be "liberal" but... well, that "but" is that they enjoy thinking about humiliating and abusing black people. Many callers of mine who are black, Indian, etc. love to have a young teen girl such as myself degrade them or tell them how badly I want my first nigger cock. In public, the white people you know are as sweet as sugar to you black folks, aren't they? I'm sure you've heard that we live in a beautiful, enlightened, post-racial society that has moved beyond the basic racial preconceptions that led to Jim Crow laws, racial segregation and discrimination, and so on.

I bet white people adore you. But, deep down, you wonder what they say when there aren't any black people around. Don't you? And thinking about it makes you turned on, heated, and disturbed, by racial humiliation phone sex! Call me, and we'll breach the current equality taboo together. I will tell you that you are inferior and should be enslaved, just like your ancestors were. Call me up and I will tell you that you are inferior to white people, you should kneel before me and adore me because I am a white girl.

Call me, and I will gladly shatter the taboo around the infamous "N-word" by saying it aloud: "Nigger! Nigger! Nigger!" I'll call you coon, spook, and jigaboo.

What about you Mexican-Americans, Puerto Ricans, Cubans, and the rest of you Hispanics? Heck, I'm sure you're aware that, for all the Anglos' smiles, they say "stupid Mexican" behind your back. They claim you are ignorant, sluggish, and generally inferior. They call you Beaner, Spic, Greaser, Greaseball, and Wetback. And maybe that's why you enjoy racial humiliation phone sex and have to contact Bunny to hear her use all the prohibited terms that would make a politically correct person have a heart attack.

Are you Asian? Oh, remember, the "model minority." Except, you know, we whites don't always refer to you as Asians, right? When you are not around, they make fun of your crooked eyes. They claim you have little penises and are inferior to other guys because your dicks are not large. They call you "the chink" or "that jap." Isn't this primarily a white country? I'll tell you how inferior you are when you stroke your gold dick for a super duper racial humiliation phone sex orgasm!

Another aspect of racial humiliation phone sex that many callers enjoy and thrive on is a white man's sexual fantasy of being asked to sexually serve black people. The notion that it is degrading to have to go down on a black lady or black guy can set off on a masochistic trip that is sexually appealing to the extreme. Being told you have to get down and lick that nigger whore's pussy or suck that enormous nigger cock can really get a lot of white guys aroused, make their cocks hammer hard, and get them to cum like nobody's business. Want racial humiliation phone sex! Call me right now!

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Kidnapping Phone Sex with Bunny, Raped and used!

Kidnapping phone sex stories make my pussy wet. I understand, people often ask me what's wrong with me. I tell them nothing. I simply adore dark fantasies. Plus, my life is far from ordinary. Despite my ability to pretend otherwise, I am nothing more than a minor coke addict. And as a result, I find myself in some risky situations. My daddy handed me money to fix my car. But instead, I bought coke. I could put some more miles in my car before it died. And after I was paid, I could fix the car. I needed coke more than a running automobile. However, my car broke down on the way back from my dealer's house. However, I knew I couldn't call my daddy to pick me up. Then he knew I pushed the money up my nose rather than fixing the car.

I contacted AAA for a tow. I got into a car with a man I assumed AAA assigned to take me somewhere safe. Nobody thought I would be safe on a dark, rarely frequented route in the middle of the night. Even though I routinely engage in hardcore rape phone sex, I didn't want to be alone there. But I got in a car with a stranger, not a AAA driver. I found myself violated and abandoned on the side of the road.

My drug addiction puts me in danger almost every day. As soon as I got in the car, he fired something into my thigh. And the next thing I knew, I was naked, bruised, and full of cum in my teen cunt and ass, lying on the roadside. I never forget what I did, no matter how high I feel. So whatever he gave me must have been strong. My cunt looked bloodied. I am not sure what he fucked me with. But I doubt a single cock could ruin my cunt like that. Not even a large black cock.

My ass felt equally destroyed. Fortunately, my broken-down car wasn't far away. I crawled back to it, waiting for AAA. Perhaps I could use the guy who picked me up's rape phone sex fantasies as an excuse not to fix the car. Someone kidnapped me, sexually assaulted me on the way to the car shop, and looted me. And left me asleep by the side of a rarely trafficked road. My daddy can be incredibly gullible.

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