Category: deviant phonesex

I see you, loser.  You’re there trying to catch a glimpse of me.  You want nothing more than to get me to pay attention to you.  You’re desperate to get my attention and get me to fuck you.  That’s not as easy as you think.  Believe it or not, I have standards.  I don’t let losers waste my precious time.  Nor do they get my attention until they’ve earned it.  You know how to earn it, loser.  Especially for a man like you, my time and attention come with strings.  I deserve to be compensated for giving you even a smidgen of compassion from this sexy party girl.

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Deviant Phone Sex – click here to read part 1 if you want a little hot refresher. 

I whisper to you to get underneath her as I handcuff her hands behind her back. No distractions at all, no hair, or hands. Now Alison can focus on her body, how it feels, and me, how I look.
I push you down to the floor, with Alison on top of you. You protest. I stick her handcuffed hands around your jumping cock and tell you to enjoy.
Then I kick Alison’s legs open and stand over her. I kick off my stylish winter boots and put two pencil-thin stilettos on. Six inches. Strappy. Metal spikes. Very dominant. Your cock really starts moving.
“Alison,” I say as I lift one foot up, “the quicker you make my man cum the quicker this ends.”

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I’d heard about this term from some other girls.  They talked about scissoring.  But I didn’t think they meant cutting up paper or anything like that.  Because they mentioned how wet it made them.  So, at dinner one night, I asked Mommy Felicity if she’d ever heard of the term.  She stopped mid bite and asked me where I’d heard that term.  I told her I’d heard a bunch of other girls talking about it and wanted to know what it was.  Mommy Felicity just smiled and told me to finish my dinner before it got cold, she’d explain it all later.

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During one of my very first sleepovers, my cock took control over me. I ended up riding my best friend.

My friend Donny and I had stayed up so late playing video games that by the time we crawled into bed, he had passed out hard. I was tired too, but I was also very hard. I’d never shared a bed with another person before, and seeing him lying there, deep in sleep, I don’t know. Something just took over me.

For the longest time, I just watched him and rubbed my cock through my boxers. Yes, this was before I fully embraced my fem-side. He’d fallen asleep on top of the covers in both but a loose-fitting pair of shorts. The only light in the room was the glow of the tv. The soft flicker lights made things feel like a dream. I knew I shouldn’t touch him without his permission. Hell, I knew he’d probably freak out on me, but I wanted nothing more than to roll him over and see what it felt like to ride him.

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Bad Attitude.  I’m not perfect and even sweet submissives have days where they are cantankerous and cranky.  That was me last Tuesday.  The reason is irrelevant, I was being sarcastic and disrespectful toward Sir and deserved exactly what I got.

After a failed attempt to escape my inevitable future, I found myself face down over Sir’s knee and my ass quickly brought to roasting temperature with his hand and the OTK paddle.  Even after the harsh and fast chastening, Sir could tell I still wasn’t in the right frame of mind by my gritted teeth and ridged body posture.  So, reaching into the toy drawer, he pulled out a set of handcuffs.  He used them to restrain me to the footboard.  Then slid out from underneath me and disappearing into the kitchen.

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Soul Sucking Succubus Desires

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A soul-sucking succubus.

Don’t worry, baby. Your soul isn’t the only thing I’ll be sucking. My mouth is made for much more than trash-talking and laughing at your stupid pencil dick.

I enjoy tonguing down every inch of your desires until I locate your weakness. Once I know exactly how to turn you on, I’ll keep you there—edging you to your breaking point. When you do finally break for me, I’ll sit back, smoke a cigarette and laugh.

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Deviant Phone Sex 

You send me out hunting. For something small and delightful. A “cock jumper” I call them, for the way they make your cock bounce. But you’ve been getting a little greedy lately. Too much about you. Not enough about me. And you need me. If you walked up to the local school playground and started chatting up the girls you’d be surrounded by ten police cars in five minutes. You need me, so I set the rules. And today’s rule is our cock jumper gets one request.
I find her easily enough. Red hair and freckles, pale skin, thin legs, no curves, it’s like Pipi Longstocking and little ones n tiaras had a little girl just for us.

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Torrence and I went to the club the other night.  As soon as we walked in we both spotted this hot stud that we knew in that moment we just had to share.  So, together we approached and began our seduction of the lucky winner of our attention that night.  He almost gave himself whiplash when we walked up on him one on each side.  I don’t think he knew who to look at first and clearly wouldn’t have minded seeing us up close at the same time.  Torrence and I each put a hand on his thigh closest to us and an arm around his shoulder making sure to press our tits against his shoulders.

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Francie needs a human ashtray

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Welcome, slave. I’m so glad you’ve signed up to be my human ashtray. You should be fucking grateful to even be in my presence. Get to your knees and crawl here. Have you always been such a fat slob? This is going to stop now; I want a slave who is pleasing to the eye. From now on, you will only eat what I provide, and you’ll work out an hour a day: cardio and weights. You’ve let yourself go, and why shouldn’t you when you have no other purpose?

Well, now, ashtray, you have a purpose. To please me. Pick up that lighter and flick the flame to life. I’ll lean in close, the smell of my perfume making your prick ache to be closer to me. Don’t worry, little slut. I’ll toy with that clit if you’re well-behaved.

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One of my favourite experiences was while I was living in the south of France. I am French by background, along with German, and I’ve always adored the European lifestyle. Just the openness of the people, their passion for all things sensual this being all of the five senses.

I was on a trip to the south of France, and had stumbled upon a quaint town called Antibes. Here I would bunker down for a well-deserved vacation. Little did I know I would have neighbours, a cute couple from Denmark. They came over and knocked on my door and invited me over for a drink. They were both absolutely stunning. The drinks poured and the laughter was abundant, as we enjoyed several drinks together on a balmy weekend night.

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