Category: deviant phonesex

devious

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

My Daddy is so lucky to have me even if I am a devious little brat. A few years ago, I started noticing his friend’s were seeing me. Not that they were just looking but that they were really seeing me. They would adjust their dicks as I pranced by in short shorts and tight tees.

I could see the frustration on Daddy’s face. Clearly, he knew I was teasing them on purpose. It wouldn’t matter even if I was doing it on accident because there was no way to stop their masculine desires to fuck my chunky brains out.

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I was a few months behind on my rent.  I’d been letting my landlord fuck me while I got caught up.  I guess he got tired of waiting for me to catch up.

He let himself into my apartment the other night with four men I didn’t know.  They grabbed me while I was asleep and tied me face down on my bed.  He told me since I couldn’t come up with the money on my own, he was going to help me get the money to pay the back rent.  From now on, he would charge men to fuck me and to use me however they wanted.

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Cum Eating

844-332-2639 ext 205

So what if you think it’s so disgusting I make you eat your own slimy spooge? That I make you try to boost your legs up by your head so when you cum you then squirt all over your face? You’re really whining that you don’t like it but clearly you’re eager every time to feel that splat of sticky warmth on your face. You’ll be a cum eating slut soon.

I know exactly what you want to do. You act like its fucking disgusting but deep down in your perverted little head you just want to be pushed, pet. To see how far I can make you go, then let me push you past that. You can’t really complain I’m making you do what you want to do. It could be so much worse then that, cum sucker.

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Mistress Pandora 1 844 332 2639 ext 283

Sit and spin sissy boy fucker! Jump on my silicone dick and ride like a dirty little fuck whore. I know you love it when I bend you over and spread your sissyhole. Now Mistress wants you to show her everything you’ve got. Spread your cheeks and drop that boypussy all the way to the base. That’s right, now bounce bitchboy.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

He’s a hard-working man. One who plans and builds. He’s in control of every aspect of his everyday life until he submits to me. How does such a man give in? Through currency control, of course. I’m younger than him, and I don’t work nearly as hard as he does. His early mornings, late nights, working overtime is so much more than my rolling over in bed to take phonesex calls in my lingerie. (Lingerie someone else bought me.) So why should he hand over his money to me?

The answer is much more straightforward than you can imagine because I want it.

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sissyphonesex

Tom 1-844-332-2639, ext 342

Faggot Training is about to commence. Hey you! Yes, you over there sitting on the couch. Like a lump of lard. You’ve been stuck at home and not been able to go out. Overeating and slacking off because you are so weak minded and soft. No excuses, faggot.

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Doormat

844-332-2639 ext 205

My doormat apparently thinks it can read. What’s that, you don’t think you’re one yet? One of these days I’m going to walk all over you. Quite literally slut. I’m going to take my pretty little heels, with their sharp spikes, and I’m going to bare you down to the ground under my boot. My feet will make you squirm like a needy little bitch while I pin you down.

You’ll feel the weight of my body baring down so sharply and shapely onto your own. The crushing sensation of having your body be forced to yield. my height expression. The delight in my eyes as you dance in pain. Its not a question of will I, merely, when I will.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 x 357

Mmm, it’s here!! Halloween is FINALLY here, and I wanna play! I’m wearing a tiny white lacey bra and matching THONG. My sheer GARTER BELT is holding up my sexy thigh-high stockings. I’ve sewn on the letters S-U-G-A-R in bubble gum pink to the front of my bra, and I’m twirling my pacifier around my finger. That’s right; I’m your favorite SUGARBABY, aren’t I?

I want you to take me out to the hottest Halloween party and show me off. Let me hang on your arm and KISS sweetly at your neck as you chat with your jealous friends. What do you think your friends will say about your LITTLE FUCK TOY? Hmm? Will they tell your wife you had a tiny CUMDUMPSTER running amuck at the party? Or maybe they’ll try to buy my time with your permission?

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Manipulative Asian

844-332-2639 Ext. 344

White guys can be so pathetic its funny. I mean don’t get me wrong, I love white men, a lot, I eat those cocks and cummies right up, but really the thing that always makes me giggle is how easy it is to manipulate them. If I want something they buy it for me, if I want to go somewhere they take me, if I want to do something they act like it was their idea I wanted to do it. I might be a little manipulative Asian cocktease, but really, these guys make it too easy!

Its like having all the control and not having to do any of the work, just because fetishes! Hehe. They just wanna suck on my cute lil Asian toys, see my pretty little slanted eyes, listen to me gush about all the dorky nerd things they’re too embarrassed to admit they like…

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

You’ve been CAUGHT! Every time I leave you home alone, my panty drawer is all messed up when I come back. My undies are ruffled as if they’ve been handed and folded back hastily. They are all out of order and mixed, thongs and cheekies piled with the boyshorts and gstring. Not at all like I organize them when I do laundry. Sometimes I even think I’m missing a pair or two. I know I’m not crazy; it had to be you.

Only I couldn’t prove it until now. I’ve caught you with your hand in the panty drawer, little boy.

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