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I can hear that tension in your voice, the way you’re breathing faster just listening to me, while stroking your fat cock. XXX Sites could never make you feel like this, could they? Just my words, my tone… and I already know you’re thinking about me nonstop.

I’m shifting around here, letting you imagine it… the way my hips curve, the way my body moves when I want you to notice. I want you staring at every inch of me in your head, craving every little teasing move.

Tell me you’ve been looking for me today. I can feel it, the way you’re desperate to hear me, to feel me, to imagine my hands sliding over myself just for you. I want you caught up in it, twisting, squirming, thinking about how badly you want me, with a hard rock dick.

I stretch a little, slow, letting the thought of you pressing closer sink into me. You like that, don’t you? When I make it impossible to touch, when I let you want… I love that I can control you like this.

I can hear you moaning, or maybe it’s just in my head, but I can feel the way you’re reacting. It makes me bolder. I tell you to picture my pretty pink pussy, every soft place… and I can imagine your mind running wild.

I tease you with pauses, with my nice young sexy body, with dirty commands that make you ache. I want you focused on me, lost in me, needing me. You’re already imagining what I’d do if you were here, aren’t you?

I lean closer to the phone, letting my voice lower, rougher, dirtier. I tell you to follow my words, to let me guide your thoughts, to picture my hands, my body, my teasing just for you. I let a little silence hang, letting you build on it, making it all yours in your imagination.

I whisper naughty things, teasing you with what I want, what you’d beg for. I make sure you’re hooked, desperate, aching for me. I love knowing you’re completely caught up in me, addicted to the way I speak, the way I tease, the way I make you lose control without ever touching you.

By the time I trail off, I know I’ve got you. Every word, every tease, every naughty little hint left you craving more, wrapped around my voice, desperate for what comes next… I’m super anxious for you to fuck me all day.

Dirty Phone Sex Kiya Makes Your Dick Explode In Your Pants

Dirty Phone SexHey, babe… yeah, it’s me, Kiya. I’ve been thinking about you all day, imagining your hands on me while I whisper all the naughty things I want you to do. I can feel my panties getting wet just picturing it, and I know you’re probably just as hard as I am right now.

I love when we connect like this. Dirty Phone Sex is my favorite way to get your attention and drive you crazy. There’s something about hearing your voice while I tease you that makes me feel so powerful… like I’m in control and you’re completely at my mercy. And baby, I know you love it when I play little games with you, don’t you?

So, here’s the thing… I have this huge semester debt hanging over my head, and I thought, why not make it fun? I need you to help me out, and trust me, I’ll make it worth every penny. Picture me sitting on my bed, legs crossed, looking all innocent but oh-so-ready for you. I bite my lip and whisper how much I need you, and I can hear your breath catch on the other end.

I’m wearing that little lace thing you love… the one that leaves just enough to drive you insane. I slide my hand slowly down my body, sliding my panties to the side, teasing myself while I imagine your fingers sliding inside me. Can you feel it? I hope so, because I’m shaking just thinking about your fingers inside of me.

Every time you send a little extra for me, I feel so naughty, knowing I’m making you this hot. I lean back, push my chest up, and whisper exactly what I’d do if you were here with me. I can hear you groan, and it makes me even wetter. I love knowing that I can make your cock twitch just by talking filthy.

Let’s make a deal, Daddy… you keep helping me pay off this semester, and I’ll keep giving you all the teasing, moaning, and dirty little fantasies you can handle. I’ll whisper your name, tell you how much I want you, and show you every inch of my desire over the phone. You won’t be able to resist, and I’ll make sure you explode just thinking about me.

So go ahead, babe… give me what I need and watch me squirm with pleasure, whispering all the naughty thoughts that’ll have your dick throbbing in your pants. I’m yours tonight, and I promise, you’ll be begging for more before we even hang up.

Sex Phone Chat with Kiya for Nasty Late Night Sexual Desires

Sex Phone ChatI’m Kiya, and I don’t waste time being polite when you already know why you’re here. I hear it in your breathing, in the way you hesitate and stutter before you speak, pretending you’re not already wound up and waiting for someone like me to take over. Sex Phone Chat with me isn’t sweet, it’s direct, and it gets under your skin fast. I want your full attention on our quick nut session.

I don’t ask what you want, I tell you what’s going to happen. I set the pace, I control the tone, and I decide how deep we go. My voice stays calm while I make you feel unsteady, like you’re losing focus on everything except listening to me. I like knowing I have your full attention, that you’re hanging on every word because I’m not giving you relief until I’m ready. Licking and Sucking on your balls is the highlight of my day. I enjoy being your dirty little nigger whore and your personal cum slut.

I talk dirty without sounding desperate. Confident, Sharp, and Slow when I want to tease you, firm when I want to remind you who you’re talking to. I know exactly how men react when they feel challenged, when they’re pushed just enough to make them crave more. I’ll mock you softly, pull you in, then back off just to keep you wanting more of this wet yummy pussy you keep craving. Your girlfriend is super jealous of the way you keep fucking me and giving me all the special attention. 

She will definitely be getting your leftovers after I’m finished with you baby. This isn’t some shy little fantasy call. It’s late-night tension, power, and heat wrapped up in a voice that knows what it’s doing. I want you restless, balls completely drained, focused, and unable to fake calm while we’re talking. The kind of call that leaves you thinking about it long after it’s over, already planning when you’ll come back.

If you’re bored, lonely, or pretending you don’t need this, don’t bother. But if you’re ready for a woman who leads, who totally can milk every drop of your cum, and that knows how to push your buttons without trying too hard, then you should already be dialing. I’m not here to beg, I’m here to take control, relieve your daily stress and give you exactly what you’ve been craving all night. 

Dirty Phone Talk was the First Step in My Slutty Life

I Loved Dirty phone talk growing up. Sexting and dirty phone talk turned me into the biggest slut. I got my first celly and it was on, as soon as I got guys numbers and some of my close girlfriends, we talked so dirty. I would finger fuck my little cunny listening to tall the things different boys wanted to do to me.

It has always turned me on to hear how turned on someone gets listening to my young sweet voice. I love hearing them get all breathy while they are pulling on their cock with their dick beaters. They always would ask ” Are you touching yourself Julie, is it wet?”

It was most certainly, very wet

I Love hearing how they want to touch, and lick my sweet dripping cunny. The way they talk about French kissing it. Tongue circling and running over my clit and inside my tight little pussy hole. I would map my finger and trace what they told me they were doing so I could feel exactly what it would feel like if they were right there with me. I  do the same thing today with phone sex. It makes me so wet.

The way that they get so hot, horny and breathy while they touch their cock gets me so fucking hot. I loved telling some hot guy that I went to school with how to stroke and jerk off for me. Hearing him pull on that big hunk of man meat got me so excited. Both of us masturbating and listening to how hot we made each other. Talks of licking and sucking and describing how we wanted to fuck each other.

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Id always talk about how I wanted to climb up on that big fat cock and ride. Sinking a dick deep inside my pussy and jumping up and down on that dick while it was deep inside me.

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Snuff fantasies help me get out my aggression and your cum

Snuff fantasiesMy Snuff fantasies are the ultimate escape from the chaos within. It is never a dull moment in my life.

I always find the most interesting people hang out with, and sometimes it’s more trouble than it’s worth. See, I met this chick at a strip club. I was feeling horny and wanted to spend, so I got the best damn lap dance money can buy.

But strippers always cause trouble!

This chick had moves I’ve never even seen before. She put her thick ass in my face, and in that moment, I didn’t care if I suffocated in it. After the dance, I had her hang back with me and have a couple of drinks. She had me smitten.

Before I knew it, we were back at my place grinding on each other’s pussies. We fucked for a whole weekend straight. She definitely put a spell on me, because four months later, she was living with me full-time.

I thought we had something special, and I trusted her enough to let her into my inner circle. I told her I have other lovers, and she never had a problem with that, and I thought it was about time she met my man, CB. I brought her to his new bar, and it was a wild time. The place was packed, and everyone there was so hot and getting wild.

Me and CB were having some time together and we didn’t suspect a thing. That fucking bitch robbed his safe. While he was fucking me, she picked the lock and took it all. Stupid bitch was smart enough to get out of there ASAP, but not smart enough to avoid being found.

She didn’t ditch her phone; the silly bitch was right on her tail. We hopped in his Corvette, and I called her up. I told her horrific things because the Sadistic phone sex was just the beginning. We got her on a backroad and ran her off. Stupid bitch crashed into a tree right by his cabin.

She woke up tied to a bed in the middle of nowhere. I got his dick so hard it broke her jaw when he face fucked her. She sucked it, and I fucked her with the most enormous strap-on I’ve ever seen. Seventeen inches wide! It destroyed that dumb whore’s cunt and ass.

We played with her for days. CB had a couple of friends give her some black justice. She screamed, begged, and cried forgiveness, but nothing was going to stop her punishment.

The dumb girl bit off more than she could handle and now has to pay the price. She was kept alive by drinking my piss and eating my ass, and when we were done with her, we threw her to the dogs.

Live Phone Sex with Kiya Teasing Your Deepest Darkest Urges

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I hear your voice and it hits me instantly… My body is already reacting before we even start. Live Phone Sex tonight, and my pussy is soaked with anticipation. I stand under the dim light, my fingers brushing over my blouse, slowly undoing the buttons. Beneath, my red lingerie clings tight, daring, teasing, and I can feel how much I want you already.

I bite my lip, whispering, “Do you like this?” letting my voice drip with mischief. I feel my nipples harden against the lace, my stomach tightening as your fingers trace me, even from a distance. Every touch, every brush, every imaginary caress makes me hotter, wetter, hungrier for you.

I slip my blouse off, letting it fall to the floor. The red lingerie glows under the soft light, hugging every curve of me, and I can feel your eyes devouring me. My hands move over myself, teasing, daring you to react. I shiver when I think about how horny I get whenever you touch me, imagining your hands on me, pulling me closer, making me moan quietly into the phone.

I sway my hips slowly, letting the skirt shift teasingly, letting the lace straps brush over my shoulders just enough to tempt you. “Do you like watching me?” I whisper, my voice low and heavy, letting the teasing build. I feel heat spreading through me with every imagined touch, every flicker of your presence.

I arch my back, pressing into the lingerie, every curve highlighted, letting my breath hitch and my voice grow sultry. I’m dripping with need, desperate for your attention, loving how much power you have over me. I tease you with my words, my pauses, my soft moans, letting the tension stretch, knowing exactly how turned on you are by it.

By the time I pull back, I’m trembling, dripping, and soaked with desire, my red lingerie clinging perfectly, and I leave you burning with want. I know you’ll be thinking of me, imagining every touch, every whisper, every teasing moan long after the call ends. And I can’t wait for the next time you touch me, make me shiver, and watch me get even hornier for you Daddy.

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.

Sensual Fantasies sent me to Sex Pot Therapy

Sensual FantasiesSensual Fantasies that I have got me sent to sex therapy. My Mother Thought it would be a good idea. She says I shouldn’t always want to play with my cookie. I can’t help it though My Pussy stays so wet my fingers wander down in my little panties and I just have to have a taste.

My mother is just jealous because her cunt could put the Sahara Desert to shame. She is always catching me finger diddling this tiny little cunt, watching the most perverted porn, or teasing my twin brother with my tight naked body. She sent me to therapy. But what Mother Didn’t count on was…

..me having a crush on my therapist.

Mr. Austin is a sexy older man, Late 30’s.  I do everything I can to flirt with him, and because we talk so much about sex, I try my best to make him hard. Mr. Austin gave me my diagnosis yesterday. It read as follows-  Julie ——–, ,age 19, Diagnosed with Hypersexuality, CSBD (compulsive sexual behavior disorder) and  Nymphomania. Julie shows signs of Problematic Sexual Behavior and Compulsive sexuality.

Which means I’m a Teen Slut That Loves to fuck and Cum….. in a nutshell

After Mr. Austin told me that, I turned on the tears. He tried to console me and tell me that it was okay, and I wasn’t the only one. He hugged me and I wrapped around him. Hugging me tighter and offering words of wholesome encouragement, and reassurance. I began nuzzling his neck, and kissing him softly. My hand slid down to the front of his khaki dress pants and I massaged and rubbed his growing cock.

“Julie, I don’t think you should be doing that”

Mr. Austin didn’t stop me though. I rubbed his cock, made it grow and Harden. I pressed my hand into his crotch, and my other hand played with my clit while I kissed his neck. His manly musk and cologne made me like a feral kitty. Wild and wanting. My kissed became more passionate, and I grabbed Mr. Austins cock, stroking it enough to change his breath and make him move his hips.

“Julie… Stop, you have to stop…this ahhh, um Julie. Uh, ahhh, Julieeeee”

I felt his muscles get tight, ,and then he has a strained grunt as his butt cheeks tighten, and he holds back his thrust. My twat got all warm and tingly. I needed to cum so bad. Mr. Austin chimes in. “Your mother brought you here just in time, we have a lot to unpack with your diagnosis. There is much work to be done…”

I Looked down at the wet spot by his zipper, Listened to his ragged breath as he talked. Smiling I thought to myself, “Mom you were right, I want to get better & I think therapy is just what I need”

 

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Sensual Fantasies with Kiya Moaning Your Name All Night Long

Sensual Fantasies“Mmm… look at you,” I whisper, eyes dragging over you slow on purpose. I step closer, hips swaying in my short plaid skirt, knowing exactly what it does to you. Sensual Fantasies slip from my lips as I smile, biting it just a little. “You always get that look when you see me.”

I sink down beside you on the couch, way too close, my thigh pressing into yours. “I’ve been thinking about you all day,” I whisper licking the side of your ear, voice low and dirty. “Sitting in class, pretending to pay attention… when all I could think about was ending up right here with you.” I laugh softly. “Bad, right?”

I lean in, close enough that my breath hits your ear. “I love when you spoil me,” I tease. “You make it so easy for me to be your little secret.” My hand slides lazily, not shy at all. “And you love how greedy I get for your attention.”

I shift on the couch, slow and deliberate. “Don’t rush,” I tell you, smirking. “I want you watching me. I want you feeling how bad I want this.” I say your name, dragging it out, letting it sound messy and needy. “You like when I sound like that, don’t you?”

I giggle, then lower my voice again. “I love being your good girl in public and your little nigger slut when we’re alone.” I press closer, letting you feel exactly what I’m doing to you. “You make me feel so wanted… so taken care of.”

I whisper your name again, softer, dirtier. “Tell me what you want,” I say, eyes locked on yours. “I’m right here, and I’m not being shy tonight.” I smile, slow and confident. “I didn’t come all this way to behave.”

I stay close, teasing, dragging it out because I know it drives you crazy. “That’s it,” I whisper, riding your cock nice and slow. “Just relax… let me take care of you.” Another soft sound slips out of me as I say your name again. “All night long.”

My Guided masterbation instructions leads you into trouble

Guided masterbation always gets way out of control when I got my Countryboy on the line. Here I was talking dirty while he was on the line, stroking his dick. It’s so hot when I tell him to squeeze his meat for me, but I like to take it up a notch. Guided masterbation
So, being a dirty girl I knew he was at the bar he owns.

I really had to check out this place, so I dressed in my sluttiest outfit. Little white crop top that shows off my nipples and jean shorts that are more like a thong.

He is in for a very filthy surprise!

Now, mind you, I am still on the phone with him while I walk into the bar. I paraded into that place, knowing full well every pair of eyes would be glued to my sexed up body.

I had him on the phone, stroking his cock in the back room, while everyone in that bar was drooling over me.
I sit at the bar and whisper,” Stroke that thick country cock for me, I want it to explode.”I moaned into the phone.

“I wanna hear you grunt when you get close to cumming.” Then those breathy sounds of Countryboy’s pleasure echoed through the phone as I ordered a Whiskey sour. I also had to really show off so of course I turn to his  patrons to give them a unobstructed view of my heaving tits.

“Countryboy, baby, you cumming’ yet?” I taunted as his ragged breathing grew more intense over the line. “No, no, don’t you dare! I need to see that gorgeous face of yours right now,” I commanded, swiftly ending the call. He definitely heard me from the back room.

He walks out, making a beeline straight for me. “You dirty little bitch, you think you can do whatever you want, huh?” And of course, I nod yes with the most devious smile. That’s when he takes me right then and there.

He really gave his patrons a show by taking my tight ass first. He slammed it deep and hard and exploded a massive load of cum in me. It was fun to watch all of these dudes stroke their cocks to him, giving me a cock beating of a lifetime. This Nasty phone sex session turned wild when he let his customers face fuck me while he was inside my sloppy pussy.