As soon as I heard this phone sex caller’s name, I told him he was just begging to be blogged about. And why, do you ask, did this caller give himself such a pseudonym? Apparently the object of his affections has managed to make him the object of ridicule through various exhibitionist dares.
A Mistress after my own heart, she bet him a month of sexual servitude from her AND her luscious friend against his month of puppet slavery to the both of them. The dare? Go through the famous named coffeehouse drive-thru where 2 of her accomplices- known friends were working, while completely naked with nothing but a melon encasing his cock.
Now you can imagine the giggles from myself and the lovely Empress Violet as we contemplated the possibilities of perhaps just encasing the exhibitionist cock in a paper coffee cup, noting that these fancy coffee cups are labeled just like condoms. There is no small; only tall, grande and venti. That means even the smallest exhibitionist can pay too much for coffee and proudly wear even the tall cup over his tiny cock.
Nonetheless, melons are all the rage this season, says Jon as he proceeds to put the phone down low so that Empress Violet and I can hear the melon fucking live. “Oh, it sounds so juicy!” Empress Violet exclaimed in her sweet sultry voice. “That’s a personal sized watermelon” he proclaimed proudly of his conquest.
Jon has also tried cantaloupes, hollowed out cucumbers and banana peels. I couldn’t help but envision him making the rounds on a nippy October night and getting tons of jack-o-lantern head. Too bad we just missed Halloween…
Christmas is coming, so give me a call at 800-601-6975 and tell me about your favorite holiday stroking fruit or vegetable during our next phone sex humiliation session.
That is very funny! But I think I will fuck some fruits tonight!