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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 .

Cougar phone sex

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.

fantasy mom

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.

Wanna Talk dirty? Lets do it!

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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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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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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

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.