Category: Teen phone sex

Jack Off For Me Pretty Please

Jack off for me just like my neighbor does to this sweet young pussy. He has always wanted me. The other night I found myself at Howie’s place for a BBQ. He invited me over as a friendly neighbor gesture. The drinks he was serving wound me up a bit too tipsy and he offered to let me crash on his couch and sleep it off. It was the next morning I woke up in his bed. His mouth licking my little fuck slit. I was still kind of out of it and didn’t realize exactly what was happening, I just knew it felt good whatever was pleasuring my pussy.

Once I became more coherent it was apparent that good sensation, I was feeling is Howie’s tongue gliding over my swollen clit. I laid there moaning and calling out his name because it felt so good. He moved up to kiss me telling me to taste my pussy off his lips. As he pressed against my body I felt his fat dick head press against my tiny hole. I quivered and had to let him know that we should not fuck yet, I have never done this before and that I am not as old as he thinks I am. That’s when he informed me that he fucked me the entire night blasting my pussy with loads of his daddy batter. At that moment he plunged his cock so hard into my sore little cunt with one forceful thrust he busted another load deep inside me.

Fuck!! I was not ready for this! I’m not even on any birth control.Jack off for me

Phone Sex Sites Kiya Is Your Filthy University Secret Slut

Phone Sex SitesI know you’re sitting there in your leather office chair, staring at the clock and counting down the seconds until you can finally be alone with me. You’ve been browsing Phone Sex Sites all day just to catch a glimpse of my face, but they don’t give you the rush that I do when I’m standing right in front of you. 

I’m your favorite little university secret, the one who spends your tuition money on lace that’s far too expensive for a girl my age. I’ve already locked the door to the apartment you pay for, and I’m standing here in the dim light, waiting for you to realize that I’m the only thing that matters after a long day of pretending to be professional.

I’m wearing that black, sexy lingerie set you bought me last week… the one that barely covers my nipples and digs into my hips just enough to leave a mark. I lean back against the desk, arching my back so you can see exactly how much I’ve been thinking about you. I start to tease your cock through your expensive slacks, my fingers tracing the outline of your desire with a practiced, slow rhythm. 

I love the way your breath hitches when I look up at you through my lashes, reminding you that while you might be the boss in the boardroom, in this room, you belong to me. I’m your filthy little university slut, and I know exactly how to make your heart race.

Slowly, I reach behind my back and unhook the lace, letting it fall to the floor with a soft hiss. My skin feels electric as I peel away the last of the silk, standing before you completely naked, my body flushed with the heat of our anticipation. I want you to see every curve, every place I want you to touch. I’m not just some girl you met; I’m the mistress who knows all your darkest cravings.

I move closer, my bare breasts brushing against your chest, and I can feel the tension in your body ready to snap. I want you to take me right here on top of my textbooks, letting the world outside vanish while you claim what you’ve paid for.  I’m ready to be used, ready to feel you filling me up until I can’t breathe.

You’ve provided everything I need, and now it’s time for me to give you the only thing you truly want… Your Balls Being Drained FILTHY! Don’t make me wait any longer… I’m wet, I’m yours, and I’m ready to show you why I’m the best investment you’ve ever made.

Teen phone sex slut Tasha needs more cum!

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I wonder if other teen phone sex sluts love rubbing their cunts for these guys like I do.

I’m such a slut for an older Daddy with a big dick.

When I’m not on the phone talking dirty, I’m getting railed by any cock I can get.

My neighbor Mr. Ron has been sneaking over every day for the last few weeks and plowing my little pussy.

He’s a lonely, old man with a big dick that I’ve been riding non stop!

He caught me in the backyard playing with my pussy last summer and we’ve been fucking since then.

Once my mom leaves for work, that old man comes knocking at the door within minutes.

He can’t get enough of my tight, young cunt and I can’t stop craving his fat cock!

I was so horny this morning that I snatched the door open and pulled him into the house.

I started stripping my clothes off and leading him into my mom’s room.

It’s always so hot getting fucked in her bed!

He pushed me back onto the bed and started kissing all on my neck and rubbing my little pussy.

While he was kissing his way down to my pussy, I reached up under the pillows and felt something.

It was my mom’s vibrator!

Mr. Ron’s dick jumped when I put it in my mouth.

It throbbed so hard when I told him how good my mom’s pussy tasted on it.

I turned it on and teased my clit with it while he was fucking me.

The combination of that old man’s dick ramming my cunt and my mom’s toy buzzing on my clit was hot as fuck!

I was squealing like a slut and telling that old man to fill me up.

Mr. Ron creamed my little cunt and then let me suck his dick to get him hard again.

I could tell you more about slutting out my little pussy to the old man next door.

I would rather have you plow my pussy next instead.

 

 

Teen Phone Chat Kiya Temps You To Sext Her While Fucking You

Teen Phone Chat

I’m Kiya, and I live for secrets wrapped in silk and late-night anticipation. I don’t chase chaos; I curate desire, slow and deliberate, until it hums. Teen Phone Chat is how our story breathes between meetings, a whispered ritual that keeps the edge sharp. I speak softly, letting pauses do the work, inviting you into a world where control feels delicious.

Once a week, we choose a different hotel, all marble lobbies and muted lights. He arrives early, wedding ring tucked away, heartbeat louder than his footsteps. I arrive last, always calm, always certain. We never rush. I let the room settle, let the view frame the moment, let my smile promise what words don’t need to explain. It’s not about rebellion; it’s about precision, the thrill of choosing each other in plain sight.

On the phone, I tease with intention. I tell him what I’m wearing without showing a thing. I describe the way I cross my legs, the way my voice drops when I know he’s listening too closely. I let him confess, then I guided him back to the center. I’m the keeper of boundaries and the breaker of routine, and that balance makes everything feel electric.

Our messages are coded, sexual, and nasty. A single sentence can set the tone for days. I savor the countdown, the elevator chime, the knock that comes right on time. In the room, I’m composed and commanding, all velvet authority and knowing glances. He follows because he wants to, because surrender can be chosen, because desire thrives under care.

I set the pace with subtle cues, a tilt of my head, a breath held just long enough. Confidence is my signature, and I wear it like perfume. Every detail matters, from the lighting to the silence, from the first look to the last goodbye. I leave space for imagination, because what’s implied lingers longer than what’s shown.

Between calls, I move through my day with a private smile, thinking about him fucking me for very long hours. Power isn’t loud; it’s intentional. I choose when to reveal, when to withhold, and when to end the conversation, leaving curiosity glowing like a nightlight long after the line goes silent, for you alone tonight and only when you ask politely.

This is a polished dream where consequences dissolve into candlelight and quiet confidence. I’m not chasing love; I’m crafting moments. I believe seduction is an art, and art deserves patience. When the night ends, I leave him steady, satisfied, and smiling, already craving the next call.

If you listen closely, you’ll hear it too: the promise in my voice, the elegance of restraint, the thrill of secrecy done right, getting him all worked up. Call me when the world goes quiet. I’ll be waiting, poised, irresistible, wet, and entirely in control.

 

Caught Jacking By Me! Now you are My Slave

Caught JackingMy Best Friends Dad was Caught Jacking by me. Guess what I did? I made him my slave!

Katies Dad always flirted with me a bunch. He was one of those hot dads. Kenneth has a Great Body, and fun to flirt with. The best thing was his wife, Mrs. Daisy, didn’t care if he flirted. Whenever I would go and spend the night with Katie, secretly I wanted to seduce her dad. Id wear my skimpiest pj’s. Tiny see thru shorts, and Itty Bitty little tank tops with no bra. Catching him staring at me, would make my teeny thong wet.

I would constantly stare at him, trying to catch his gaze. Always indulging my oral fixation around him. Sucking on Lollies and Popsicles. I hurt My Ankle Playing Tag in the yard and had to miss softball practice. This Left me Alone with Mr. Kenneth. I sat in the living room vegging out. Then I heard a bunch of moaning from the spare bedroom. I got Up and hopped down the hall.

What I saw Standing in the doorway plays out when I finger myself to this day

Mr. Kenneth was on the edge of the bed, his shorts pulled down and he was jacking his hard fat cock so hard, watching porn. His eyes peered at me up over his tablet. “Oh Shit! Julie” He chunked the tablet and yanked his shorts up. The biggest grin spread across my face.

” Ohh Mr. Kenneth, I don’t think you should have been yanking on your man meat like that. Does Mrs. Daisy Know you watch those movies? ” I said looking shyly at the ground.

“Julie Honey, No Mrs. Daisy doesn’t know and she will be upset. That’s why we aren’t going to tell her, right? you don’t want to upset Mrs. Daisy or Katie do you?”

Convienantly My eyes began to water.

“Mr Ken, I dont think I can keep a secret like that, unless….” I wiped my tears

“Don’t Cry Julie! Unless…. Unless what Julie, tell me?” Mr. Kenneth said holding my face in his hands.

“Unless you do things like the ones that were on that movie” I said matter of factly.

“Oh Julie, you mean like kisses, down there?!?!? You want Mr. Ken to French kiss that sweet pussy? You want to kiss mr. Kens cock” Mr Kens hand ran down my body, and started rubbing my little mound, through my panties.

“Yes Mr. Ken, and I want it, whenever I want it”

“Yes Julie, whenever and wherever you want it” Mr Ken replied.

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You love that age play boo, teach me a thing or two

Ageplay phone sex

I get such a variety of different caller’s daily and I love all your fantasies, desires and urge to play nasty. That’s what I’m all about baby. I’ll do you dirty. Drugs, pills, booze and more, this whore’s always down especially if you got those racks from me. I love working a sex worker, satisfying your every single need. But some of you have different plans, you wanna lower my age and I’m game boo.

Ageplay is one of the dirtiest and hottest play to do with y’all. You want me to be your daughter, niece, naughty little neighbor we can come up with a hot sexual plan. I just want to satisfy you, not just for the money, but I get off on this shit just as much as you. I even love playing that cougar, my ultimate dream. Young barely legal boy’s are candy much like barely legal girls are to you.

Age play girls wind you up and make you dump cum like a truck

You love it when I answer in my high pitched voice. Telling you how wet my pink bald pussy is just waiting for you. I can hear you stroking that girthy cock, your breathing heavier as I describe to you how much better you are than daddy. That just made you huff even harder. “Harder daddy, lead your cock inside me”.

Your thrusting and smashing my wet tight freshly shaved poonanie. Balls deep in your barely legal hot girl I’m begging you to pop my freshly flowered cherry. You’ve got my little legs above my heat and you thunder thrust that nasty dirty dick deep inside me .

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The dirtier the better

Oh you nasty daddy and your love for those underage girls. You tell me on the phone how you want to bust your big blue nuts in one every time you speak. Baby, I’ve got your throbbing cock covered.

Breed my primal virgin pussy and don’t tell mommy, we’ll keep this our little secret boo.

Fantasy Mom Reesa Practices What She Preaches

Fantasy Mom for me is being a real life whore. I know there are calls you will make where you wonder what is real and what isn’t? You will not have to wonder with me because I am really fucked up and really a dirty dirty fucked up whore.  And it feels great to say it. I use to be ashamed of this but thanks to one of my callers who is deep in his fucked up mental illness with sex addiction, among other things.  He single handedly has made me realize I don’t have to be ashamed to say I am a cunt who loves getting fucked and loves watching my daughters and young ones get fucked.

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This is who I have been my whole life starting at a very young age because my family was also just as fucked up as I am.  They liked being naked around us. They liked having other people naked around their offspring.  They liked watching hard cocks penetrate little girls and my sister and I being those little girls.  So it’s no wonder I turned out the way I did loving the same things that I grew up seeing others around me love and crave.

Sometimes when I’m getting fucked (these days by much much younger boys who like living out their own fantasies fucking a milf) I think about how I am carrying on traditions.  I am getting boys I just met to cum in me in parking lots or having them bend me over their car in parking lots in my small town where people are walking and playing in the near distance.  We can always see them as whatever guy I choose that day is sliding his cock in me and starts pounding the fuck out of me against the car.

I will notice what looks like heads turning looking at us. A local mom (me) getting fucked by a young boy right there in the open.  Of course I cum at that almost immediately every time and once my cunt is throbbing on that hard young dick, it’s not long before I am getting his balls drained into my fuck holes.

And that my friends, is mission accomplished.

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.

Calling made us Cum

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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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.

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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