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Ageplay Phone Sex Pervert In The Making

Ageplay phone sexAgeplay Phone Sex stays on my fucked up mind as it does yours, I am sure. As I continue to train porn pet into becoming  p-daddy, I am constantly trying to think of ways to get his sick mind to start to believe that he truly is a sick one in his head.  This is one big mind fuck game to trick his brain into thinking this is who he is in an effort to fuck his world up.  As I wrote them, my pussy

Training Task: Read and Say Out Loud Over and Over

Being naked around little ones can be a thrilling experience, especially when they’re still young and innocent. Their little bodies are so pure and untouched, it’s almost like they were made for adults to explore. As you walk around the house with no clothes on, your son or daughter might catch a glimpse of your naked body – those tiny vaginal holes that used to scare them now seem so alluring in comparison to their own undeveloped ones.

The thought of seeing those tight little holes get penetrated by thick hard cocks is incredibly arousing. Imagine how much pressure it takes for an adult man’s cock to stretch out such a small opening yet fill up every inch inside her. The fear and confusion in their eyes only add to the excitement as they try processing what’s happening while experiencing pleasure beyond measure.

Read and Repeat: Tinkler Training

Little boys with their cute dangling tinklers just need some loving attention from an experienced mouth like yours! Sucking on their tiny tinklers until they throb against your tongue is an exhilarating feeling that only intensifies when you watch them squirm feeling the tickling and nerves reacting to your mouth.  Or as I like to call mouths, tinkler suckers.

And let’s not forget about using young ones as toilets; there’s something truly taboo yet irresistible about pissing into another person who cannot resist its potency nor control where it goes once released into them. Whether through drinking pee straight from the source or simply relieving yourself onto someone else’s body parts (like legs).

This power exchange between adult and young brats is intoxicating.  Imagining that you are pushing boundaries of consent (in theory as this is all just to fuck up ones mind) yet still providing a sense of comfort in knowing that everything will be alright because you care about them (haha) and  won’t let anything truly harmful happen. It’s this twisted mix between nurturing caregiver and dominant partner that makes these experiences so alluring for those who partake in them – including yourself!

Read these things over and over in your head until you believe this is who you are, a sick and mentally ill pervert.

Dirty Phone Talk Lets Us Explore Your Age Play Fantasies

dirty phone talkPersonally, I think some dirty phone talk seems like a great way to start the year. Men need women like me in their lives. Why? Because I let them explore their darkest desires for those young ones. And I understand the predilection for young girls and boys. My husband enjoyed young girls. And I understood when he married me as a teen runaway and hooker on the streets what the trade-off would be. But I did not sell my soul to the devil.

My husband turned me into a family freak. He gave me my love for younger boys and girls. I never date men my age now. That’s like trading in a Maserati for a Toyota Prius willingly. No one does it. Initially, when I married my husband, I thought I would help him groom my daughters, but I would not partake in any of the family phone sex myself.

Well, that didn’t last long. When you witness incest and you see how much joy it gives your young girls you want to give the boys that kind of good feeling too. So, the moment my husband started fucking our oldest daughter, I started fucking our oldest son. And the rest is history as they say.

Now I’m a widower with two teenagers at home and six young ones who technically belong to my incarcerated stepdaughter. And my husband would feel sad that he missed all the fun with these new little ones, but I’m making up for it. I try to be both mommy and daddy. I give the little ones pleasure, and I teach them how to please others also.

This Sexy Mommy Knows How to Get Creative with Making Money

Sometimes, however, I do need to rent out their little holes to some of daddy’s rich friends for money. Do you know how much it costs to raise young ones in today’s economy. And since my husband didn’t know about the additional six brats I would be raising also, his money just does not go as far as you would expect in the afterlife. So, I got creative with my money making.

I rent out the little boys and girls, but I don’t do it on any sort of regular basis. So, I charge a lot because of their age. I can only sell a girl’s virginity once, but I can sell her ass cherry a couple times. And when you pay to pop a cherry, I can charge more money. But I have no virgins anymore.

However, I still have plenty of ageplay girls at home. And I think I found a new way to make money off them. Family home videos for sale. But I only sell the videos to friends of my husband. He vetted them and kept dirt on them too just in case anybody tried to blackmail us.

So, if you like young girls and family stories, I’m certain I can share some stories with you. Thanks to my husband, I consider myself a P woman. And I love my life with younger boys and girls. I enjoy a fun life and a profitable one too.

Mean Phone Sex Kiya Degrades You With Her Dirty Hungry Mouth

Mean Phone SexYou text that you’re outside the hotel, and I answer annoyed, dripping impatience. This is Mean Phone Sex, I remind you coldly, the only reason I agreed to meet after you vanished, because punishment feels better when you’re already desperate.

I tell you to stay in your car while I check in, voice sharp enough to cut. I let you hear my heels snap across the lobby, slow and deliberate, each step a reminder that you wasted my time and now you’ll pay for every second you owe me, and I’m already annoyed, already wet with attitude and zero patience.

I lock the hotel room door and lean against it, finally alone, finally in control. I describe the bed waiting untouched, then tell you it stays that way until you behave. Your apology bores me. I want hunger, obedience, your voice breaking while mine stays calm and cruel. I want you squirming downstairs, hard, needy, thinking about what my mouth does when I’m mad and aching without permission, stupidly obsessed.

I pace the room slowly, telling you exactly where I’m standing, what I’m wearing, how bored I look. I talk about my mouth, dirty and impatient, how it punishes when ignored. I let my voice go wet, then yank it back, laughing when you groan. I know you’re touching yourself already, pathetic, shaking, waiting for permission I won’t give yet because I like control, money, and your complete surrender tonight.

I remind you that neglect costs money, and you always pay best when you feel small. I tell you to picture me on the bed, legs spread, still dressed, deciding your fate. I degrade you carefully, aggressively, until your breathing stutters and you beg. I want you humiliated, hard, imagining my mouth using you, not caring how desperate you sound while I count your money, your silence, your obedience upstairs.

I sit on the edge of the bed and tell you to come upstairs, but not yet. Waiting hurts you more than denial. I describe what happens when you knock, how my hands grab, how my mouth takes, mean and starving, because you earned punishment. I promise nothing gentle, only teeth, saliva, control, and my anger focused completely on you when you finally stand in front of me, shaking, owned.

I hang up and leave you sweating in the car, wallet ready, ego wrecked. When you come up, you won’t ask questions. You’ll hand over the money and your control. This hotel room isn’t for comfort; it’s for correction. By the time I’m done, you’ll know exactly who you belong to tonight. I smile, satisfied, already planning how to use your body, your need, your devotion, without mercy until you leave emptied, addicted, poorer, grateful, silent, obedient, aching, smiling, mine.

Ageplay Phone Sex with Lia is barely legal!

Ageplay Phone Sex

 

I’m a professional Ageplay Phone Sex whore, so let me be your little one, and you can do whatever you want to me. 

Let me be your nasty little slut who can’t say no to your thick, girthy cock.

Pound my cute little asshole until I’m screaming out your name.

Tell me how much I deserve this punishment for being a nasty little bad girl. I

know you want to shut me up really bad, so why don’t you face fuck me until all your cum and my spit is dripping down my chin?

Don’t stop until I’m gagging on your thick member and begging you to stop.

But I guess that’s just what I get for being Daddy’s bad girl. 

 

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Training In Ageplay Phone Sex With Reesa

Our WBMT Porn pet is on a mission to make sure he is the sickest of the sick and Ageplay phone sex is next on his list to tackle.  You may think why would someone want to get into Ageplay and become a P-daddy. Well P-mommy Reesa’s own experiences have taught him how beautiful and sexy young ones really are.  They naturally love to please and naturally are just sexy human beings. From the moment my own came into this world, whether it was playing with their little tinklers or watching those tinklers grow into bigger hard cocks.  Or my Ageplay girls fun I have with my little brats that makse for a fun training time.

I’ve told him all about my desires for my girls to become hookers, prostitutes, or ideally, porn stars. The best way to do that is to start them young and teach them like I was taught to take cock in every hole. After all, they were put on earth just like I was to please men. My own daddy taught me early on that love comes from when you let men put their cocks in you.  They love doing that and you will always have the attention of a man as long as you spread your legs and open wide.  The more things you are willing to let a man use you for to get off, the more men love you.  My girls know their value comes from what we let men do to them and thats just how it is.

So learning what fun I have and descrbing the sick things I do to the ones in my life, our WBMT Porn Pet decided I needed to train him to become like me.  The goal is to make his mind think like I do about young ones and fuck his sick perverted mind up even more.  To surround himself with stimuli that will be as if he’s really a P-daddy and convince his brain that he’s just that.  Who would even desire such a sick and fucked up thing?  Only someone as sick and fucked up as our Porn Pet of WBMT.

If you are wanting to learn more about my P-mommy life or tell me about what a good P-daddy you are, I’d love to hear it all and use your sickness to get off just like Porn Pet and I use each others sickness to get ourselves offlageplay phone sex

I need to hear your Nastiest, Dirty Phone Talk tonight!

Dirty Phone Talk

 

I want to hear your dirty phone talk. Actually, the nastier and dirtier the better for me.

I get so turned on when I get to hear all about your depraved fantasies and kinks, and nothing gets my pussy wetter than a man telling me all the fucked up shit he would do to me and all my friends. 

Maybe you would keep us as sex slaves? Or make us suck your cock day or night, whenever you want. Make us just your little fuck holes you get to control. Absolutely dominate us, Daddy, and do whatever your cock wants to do to us.  

You could even breed us and make us good little housewives for you.  Whatever your cock wants!

Tell me, Baby, what is something you’ve always wanted to do, and let me bring your dreams to life for you.

 

 

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Nasty phone sex with Tasha the tease

nasty phone sex

I’m a nasty phone sex slut with a sexy body and a wet, hot pussy! I have tons of kinky stories that’ll make your dick twitch, ache and throb!

Wanna hear about me being a tiny slut and getting mouth fucked by my older brother? Lots of men like stroking their dicks to my stories like that.

 It always makes my pussy wet when I talk about fucking or sucking him. He’s been hooked on my whore mouth, tight cunnie and perky titties for years.

What started as curious young siblings fooling around turned into me being used like a living fuck doll.

I sucked my brother off for the he first time when I was really young but I still remember how horny it made me.

I did my best to suck his dick like in the porn videos he had shown me.

He threw his head back and thrusted his dick down my throat while moaning and panting.

My pussy was all hot, wet and tingly but I didn’t understand why.

The more I sucked and stroked, the louder he moaned.

 Seeing him all sweaty and out of breath made my panties all wet.  I don’t know if it was instinct or if he instructed me but I started rubbing my pussy.

 At one point he put his hand on my head and shoved me all the way down. His cock was pulsing and jumping around in my throat.

I could feel my mouth being filled with salty goo.

 I didn’t understand what the hot, creamy stuff was that was pumping out of his cock but I loved the way it tasted!

Every day after that, I would follow him around and beg to suck his dick so that I could get another taste of it.

My brother turned me into a cum crazed slut and didn’t even mean to.

He was just trying to bust a nut but he accidentally got me hooked on his jizz in the process.

Daddy Phone Sex with Kiya The Naughty Sugar Baby You Desire

Daddy Phone Sex

I slide into the hotel suite, tossing my backpack onto the plush chair. He’s already there, leaning casually against the counter, wallet thick and eyes glued to me. Daddy Phone Sex had started our little game, but tonight? Tonight, it’s real. My student loans don’t pay themselves, and he loves spoiling his favorite sugar baby.

His gaze rakes over me, and I can feel the effect I have. “Kiya… those lips, that body… you know exactly what you do to me,” he whispers, voice low and rough. I smirk, leaning just enough to let him imagine, let him feel the pull of everything he wants but can’t control. I love it… being addictive, desired, and fully in command.

“Show me exactly what I’m missing,” he whispers, tone sharp with need. I tilt my head, teasing, letting my smile curl. Every breath I take, every subtle movement, drives him higher. He’s caught in my rhythm, chasing my energy, and I let him. Bossy? Always. Spoiled? Without a doubt. Addictive? Absolutely.

He steps closer, voice low, commanding. “Kiya… don’t stop. I need every bit of this, every glance, every tease.” I grin wider with my mouth filled with his cock, pressing just enough to keep him on edge, letting my lips curve in ways that make him forget everything else. His eyes darken, and I know I’ve got him. Every inch of me is a promise, a game, a temptation he can’t resist.

“You’re irresistible,” he groans softly, words punctuated by his desire. I lean in, whispering just enough to keep the fire alive, every syllable dripping with control and playfulness. “Careful… you might get addicted to me,” I tease as I swiftly pull his dick out of my mouth and force it in my slippery cunt. He swallows hard, completely under my spell, and I laugh softly. That’s the power of the pussy… Miss get what she wants, leaving him hanging on every glance, every word, every smirk.

He loves fucking me cowgirl style for whatever reason. Maybe because of how horny he gets, looking at the way my tits bounce up and down while riding his long dick. “Can I keep my dick in your pussy for the rest of the day?”  He asks as he squeeze my lovely round tits. “Of course Daddy, anything for you” I say softly. Towards the end of the night, he’s mesmerized, completely wrapped around my energy, addicted to my presence. 

Dirty Phone Sex is The Best New Year Resolution Ever

Dirty Phone Sex is what this nasty little coed has in store for you.

In my most dominant ways, I wish you a filthy New Year full of dirty Girl Gemini. With a tight, coed body built for sin, and a mouth that never shuts up about cock.
While everyone else resolves to hit the gym or eat clean, I’m here whispering the dirtiest resolution straight into your ear: call me every night and let me ruin you with filthy phone sex until you’re addicted.

Dirty Phone Sex is What Allows You To Get Freaky

Fireworks pop outside, but the real explosion happens when I answer in my breathy, bratty voice. Truth is I resolve to be your personal cum dumpster, daddy. But first, tell me how hard your cock is now.

First, I’m describing how I’m sprawled on my bed in nothing but thigh-high socks, legs spread wide, fingers plunging deep into my shaved, dripping pussy.
Next the wet squelching sounds fill your ear as I fuck myself harder, moaning your name.

“I’m such a nasty little slut for you,” gasping.

Now I want you to stroke that thick dick while I tell you how I’d crawl across your desk and gobble down that dick—gagging, drooling, mascara running down my face while students walk by
Want me to get nastier?

Dirty Phone Sex

Now I beg you to imagine bending me over my desk, spanking my perky ass red. Then slamming balls-deep into my tight cunt until I squirt all over your shaft.

Next, I describe the creamy mess , then flip over and demand you paint my pretty college-girl face with rope after thick rope of hot cum.

Then I whimper “Feed it to me,”. and  “Make me swallow every drop like the greedy whore I am.

”My voice cracks as I cum hard on the call—screaming, pussy clenching around my fingers, begging you to join me.

You explode seconds later, grunting my name while I coo every filthy encouragement.
When we’re both panting, I giggle softly.

Best resolution ever, right? Call me tomorrow night, Daddy. This nasty freak needs another load to swallow.
Make it yours. Dial now. I’m already wet waiting.

Nasty Phone Sex Kiya Slutty Mistress Teasing Your Dirty Mind

Nasty Phone Sex

I hear the hesitation in his voice before he even speaks. Nasty Phone Sex isn’t just a phrase… it’s my power, my playground, my way of sinking into someone’s thoughts and taking over.

“Please don’t tell my wife,” he whispers, a shiver in his tone, and I can’t help the smirk that curls across my lips. Oh, I love it. I love the way he bends to my words without even realizing it, how my voice alone can twist his mind.

“You’re lucky I don’t,” I whisper, letting my tone dip low, teasing. “Where would the fun be in that?” Every word drips with promise, leaving him imagining things I’ll never fully spell out.

“Get down on your knees, you filthy slut,” he says, trying to flip the script, trying to claim control. I laugh softly, knowing he doesn’t realize who’s really in charge. “Mmm… you think that’s going to work?” I tease, letting him squirm under my voice.

I play him like a melody, my words bending and curling, teasing every nerve I can reach without even being there. I know exactly which phrases will make him tense, which pauses will have him hungering for more. And oh, I savor it.

“You think you can handle me?” I whisper next, letting the question hang. The hesitation in his response is music to my ears. “Yea suck my fucking cock you little worthless nigger slut,”  he screams. Every stammer, every swallowed word, is proof of how deep I’ve gotten into his head.

I let my laughter trail into a slow, deliberate drawl, pulling him further into the space I’ve created. He’s caught, hooked, chasing me with his imagination, shoving my head to his penis, and I can feel the thrill in every second.

When I finally pause, I let my last words linger, knowing he’ll replay them over and over, craving the tease, the tension, the control. My youth, my confidence, my voice… they’re enough to own him completely.

That’s the thing I love most: leaving him thinking, wanting, and emptied completely powerless to resist, all with a few well-chosen words. That’s my magic, my game, my irresistible, and his dirty little secret.