Tag: Mean phone sex

Just a Dirty Phone Sex Girl That Loves Control

Dirty Phone Sex is where you will Shut up and listen.  First of all, I’m Gemini, and your pathetic little cock is my favorite toy. Now, you don’t get to decide when you feel good. Therefore, this is all in my control, I decide. In fact, I own every single throb of that meat.
First, wrap your hand around it. That’s it, tight. Ultimately, embrace the feeling of pure desperation. Now, stop. Don’t move a muscle. Just sit there and ache while I laugh at you. You’re nothing but a thirsty little dog begging for a scrap of pleasure from a girl who thinks you’re a joke.

Dirty Phone Sex & Total Control

Next, give me a slow slide. Just one. Feel that friction? It’s the only thing you get. I love knowing you’re shaking on the other end of the line. Truth is, I can hear your breathing and know just how badly you struggle. Obviously, it’s pathetic. Moreover, it’s a total turn-on to know I have you completely ruined.
Now, speed it up. Faster. Harder. Grip it until it hurts. Of course, I want you right on the edge. Simply, staring into the void, praying I let you blow.
But guess what? Stop. Now! Hands off.
Feel that frustration? That’s where you belong. Undeniably, I love keeping you in this state—half-hard, totally desperate, and completely under my thumb. Furthermore, I’m going to keep you right here until you’re sobbing for it.
Additionally, imagine me looking at you with total disgust while I tell you how useless you are. You aren’t a man; you’re just a cum-machine that I control.
Finally, start again. Fast. I want you shaking. I want your mind blank. But the second I say “freeze,” you stop. If you leak a single drop without my word, you’re a failure.
Now, tell me. Tell me how much you love being a worthless little worm for the hottest coed you’ll never touch. Keep stroking and beg me to ruin you.
Dirty Phone Sex

Mean Phone Sex is Really Irresistibly Wonderful

I’m Gemini — your worst fucking addiction in a tight 24-year-old body. Mean Phone Sex is something I thrive on offering. This is what ultimately pleases Me.
First, I catch you staring. Then I smile that sweet, cruel little smile and snap my fingers. “Eyes on me, pervert. Hands out of your pants until I say so.” Truth is, I thrive on this exact moment — watching your face flush while your cock throbs. And I might add it’s throbbing uselessly because I’m in control.
Next, I make you stroke. Moreover, I stand right in front of you, slowly turning so you can see every inch of my perfect ass and tiny waist. “Go ahead, loser. Jack, that pathetic dick for me.
Obviously, I want to see how fast you pump it while I laugh at you.” So, I watch you frantically stroke, eyes locked on my body. Now, I laugh softly because we both know you’re already close.

Mean Phone Sex: Too Deny You Control

Then I stop you cold. “Hands off. Now.” I tilt my head and stare straight into your desperate eyes. “You don’t get to cum until I decide you’ve suffered enough. Keep edging for me like the weak little porn addict you are.”
Of course, I love the way your whole body shakes when I deny you. Essentially, that humiliation drips from you, and it makes my pussy wet. After that, I tease you even harder. Now, I’m bending over and giving you a full glimpse of my perfect ass and pussy. Moreover, I tell you exactly how a real man would fuck me while you’re stuck pumping air.
“Look at this tight little body. You’ll never deserve it. All you get is my voice and my laughter while you ruin your own orgasm for me.”
Finally, when you’re shaking and begging, I give you the only mercy I allow. “Cum for me, loser. Ruin it. Spill all over yourself while I watch you break.” Therefore, I smile the whole time because destroying you feels so fucking good.
This is what I live for — total mean-girl control.
Your pleasure, your shame, your orgasm — they all belong to me now. So tell me, pervert…
How hard are you throbbing for Gemini already?
Mean Phone Sex

Sissy Phone Sex Domme Kiya Gets You Prepared To Take Dick

Sissy Phone SexDrop to your knees and focus, because your superior has entered the room. You’ve been wandering around aimlessly, but today, your pathetic little life finally finds a purpose. I am taking full control, and I’ve decided to turn you into my personal, mindless bitch. Engaging in sissy phone sex with a Goddess like me isn’t a suggestion… it’s a requirement if you ever want to feel a shred of relevance again. 

You are nothing but a project to me, a Sissy FAG Boy that needs to be broken, molded, and trained to handle exactly what I have in store for you. You say you want me to choke you out? Careful what you wish for, loser. I have no problem wrapping my hands around that weak throat of yours until your eyes roll back and you remember exactly who owns your breath. 

I’m going to chain you up like the animal you are, making sure the metal digs into your skin just enough to remind you that you don’t go anywhere unless I say so. You crave the sting of my palm against your face, don’t you? Every slap is a lesson in obedience, and trust me, I’m a very thorough teacher. You aren’t a man anymore; you’re just a hole for my amusement. 

I’m preparing you to take dick like the true slut you were born to be. You think you’re ready? You’re not. You’re soft, weak, and desperate. But by the time I’m done with my verbal lashings and physical discipline, you’ll be begging for it. I want you stretched out and ready to serve, knowing that your only value lies in how well you can take a pounding for your Queen.

I do dominance. I do pain. I do absolute authority. Your bank account is my playground, and your dignity is my footstool. In my world, you are a trained sissy who lives for the sound of my voice and the weight of my boots. I’m going to break your spirit until the only thing left is a craving to be used. The prep work starts now. 

You will stay locked, you will stay desperate, and you will stay quiet unless I’m commanding you to moan. I’m a Black Goddess who knows exactly how to handle a small dicked white boy with a big ego that needs crushing. Consider this your final warning: once you enter my dungeon, there is no turning back. You belong to Kiya now. Now, be a good little bitch and get ready… I have a lot of work to do on you.

School Girl Phone Sex And Reesa’s Younger Fucked Up Self

School Girl Phone SexSchool girl phone sex looks a little different this blog. That’s because I am a fucked in the head perverted whore and have been my entire life just about.  Years ago after I started having the wonderful experience of naked grown men gently touching my genitals, fingering my tight little vagina hole, rubbing their grown hard penises up and down my tiny little girl slit. Next, being told to lick shafts and cockheads like it was an ice cream cone, yum yum.   Eventually, holding the hand of the men that chose to penetrate my little vagina for their own plesasure….

Well I loved it.  Yes it hurt.  Yes it confused me to many extents thinking these married men were my boyfriends of sorts as they would make out with me like I saw on movies.  They would dry the tears running down my face saying it would be ok that I was doing such a great job.  Eventually though, I craved that feeling of being filled up by a penis inside me.  I also had a very strong oral fixation to put penises or in the case of young boys more my age, tinklers, in my mouth.

So at school each week, I set my sight on different boys. I would corner them up top by the slide where the plastic rails blocked me from teachers or other students.  It was there that I started trying to trick boys into pulling their pants down at recess. My goal was to get their tinklers in my mouth and show them my tricks that made the grownup men so excited and happy with me.  More times than not, as I opened for those small little vienna sausages.

They were far more squishy than the older mens with more wiggle room for my tongue and gave me more freedom to move my tongue and actually suck like you would a pacifier. Some of the boys looked mortified and told the teacher on me.  However the ones that let me keep on sucking, I will forever be grateful to.

If it weren’t for so many people letting me have their genitals in my mouth and other holes, I am not sure I would be as fucked up in the head.  You see anytime to this day, I see a little boys tinkler or see a boy grabbing his crotch, my mouth starts to water for that beautiful sexual part of young boys to be inserted in my mouth.

Caught Jacking : The Best is Caught By Sibling

Caught jacking by your sister, what a loser. How it happened: 
One day,I was pissed off at my brother when I noticed my panties were on the couch. After all, I sure as hell did not leave my panties lying around, much less on the couch.
So I stormed in and pushed open my brother’s bedroom door, caught him red-handed. There he was, my 19-year-old brother, pants shoved down to his ankles, frantically stroking his cock like a desperate little pervert.
First of all, I burst out laughing the second I saw how ridiculously small it was. In fact, it was barely four inches of pathetic pink meat twitching in his fist.
Then I stepped inside, slammed the door, and locked it with a slow, deliberate click. Intentionally, it made his whole body freeze.
Next, I walked straight to the bed and slapped his hands away hard. “Don’t you dare cover that worthless little thing,” I sneered. Then staring down at his tiny dick with pure disgust.
After that, his face turned bright red while his sad excuse for a cock throbbed even harder under my gaze. Consequently, I shoved him flat onto his back and climbed on top. With intention, pinning his arms under my knees so he couldn’t move an inch.

Caught Jacking, Now Sis’s Slave

Caught jacking

Next, I peeled off my shorts and panties. Just letting my wet pussy hover right above his humiliated face.
“Look at this pathetic little dick,” I laughed while slowly grinding my dripping cunt against his chest. “No wonder you hide in here jerking off — it’s way too fucking small to ever satisfy a real girl.”
Tauntingly, I reached down and flicked the head of his tiny cock. Then, watching it bounce uselessly as he whimpered.
Then, I started riding his face, smothering him with my pussy while I kept mocking him.
“This is all you’re good for now, little brother — licking your big sister’s cunt while I laugh at how tiny your cock is.”
Now, from that moment, I completely owned him. In fact, I made him beg for it. While I made him worship my pussy, I also made him admit over and over how useless his small dick is. Until he came hands-free just from the humiliation.
Now my big brother is my personal little-dick slave, and I dominate him every single day.

Domination Phone Sex Proceeds as Kiya Strips Away Your Pride

Domination Phone Sex

Enter the space where your excuses die and my command begins. This domination phone sex proceeds as I dismantle the pathetic mental gymnastics you use to hide your true nature. You aren’t here to be understood; you are here to be categorized and controlled by a Black Queen who sees every crack in your foundation.

Mr. Mizzell, you are a walking contradiction, a bipolar mess of “maybe” and “sort of.” You claim you aren’t gay, yet you spend your nights mesmerized by other men stroking their BBCs. You want the view without the label, a coward hiding behind a straight mask while your pulse quickens for a masculine display you’re too scared to claim. 

I don’t care about your labels, but I do care about your delusions. In this room, there is no “unsure.” There is only my voice and your undeniable craving for what I force you to acknowledge. You say you like women but find your thrill in watching men work for your pleasure. That tells me everything I need to know: you are a voyeuristic servant who needs a real Goddess to straighten his ass out. 

You don’t get to sit on the fence when I’m holding the leash. I am the one who defines your reality now. If you want to watch that power, you’ll do it because I’ve made it the only thing that gets you hard, stripping away that fragile “straight” pride until there’s nothing left but your submission.

My words are designed to break you, and I’m skilled in the art of making losers like you face the facts. You aren’t a man of power; you are a project. You will comply with my rules or you will be discarded like the trash you’re acting like. I get wet for edge play and nothing excites me more than a man begging for permission to look at what he’s been taught to fear.

Your bank account is the only thing about you that needs to be substantial and ready to serve. I have a fetish for men who think they have secrets, only to realize I’ve owned those secrets since the moment you dialed. By the time I’m done with you, Mr. Mizzell, you won’t be questioning your preferences… you’ll be too busy shaking, wondering how a voice could make you feel so small.

You stroking your small dick to my BBC cousins taking turns fucking me tells me everything I need to know. Take a walk on the wild side with a real Goddess who doesn’t have time for your “if that makes sense” nonsense. It makes perfect sense to me: you’re mine to break. Now, shut up and pay the price for my time.

Coed XXX is The Best Way To Tease Men It’s an Obsession

A little naughty Coed XXX fun is what I had in store for James. First, I pin his wrists above his head with one hand. While straddling his hips so my soaked pussy hovers just above his aching cock, I taunt him. “Is this what you want?” Then I grind down slowly, letting my slick lips kiss the swollen head without giving him the penetration he’s dying for.
His hips jerk upward, chasing me, but I press my weight harder, forcing him flat against the mattress.
“Look at you,” I murmur, voice dripping mockery. “Already dripping pre-cum like a needy little boy.” I rake my nails lightly down his chest, watching the red trails bloom, and his gasps excite me.
Then I lean in close, lips grazing his ear. “You don’t cum until I decide—and I love changing my mind at the last second.”
Finally, I sink down in one smooth, ruthless drop, swallowing every thick inch until my clit kisses his base. Immediately, his groan rumbles through me. Allowing me to set a cruel rhythm—fast and punishing. Then a slow ride to a torturous crawl right as his balls draw up tight. Each time his plea’s turn frantic and his cock throbs harder inside me, I lift off completely. Ultimately, leaving him jerking in the empty air.

“Beg me,” I Command As I Serve up Some Coed XXX Fun

These words tumble out—filthy, broken, perfect. While he whimpers, I circle my clit with two fingers. Ultimately, I chase my own high right above his desperate face.
When my orgasm hits, I slam back down, riding the waves. In fact, clenching so tight around him that he can barely breathe.
The instant his body locks for release, I rise off him again. Now his cock spasms uselessly, spurting weak, ruined ropes across his stomach in humiliating little pulses.
No bliss, just frustrated dribbles and the sting of denial. “Poor baby,” I coo, smearing his wasted cum across his abs with my palm.
“Ruined again.” I slide two fingers into my still-pulsing cunt, then push them between his lips. “Taste how drenched you made me while you got absolutely nothing.” Now he sucks greedily, eyes glassy and wrecked. Then, I lean down, claim his mouth in one deep, possessive kiss. Followed by a whisper against his lips.
“Next time I’ll edge you for hours. And maybe… maybe I’ll let you finish.” I laugh low, already planning the next exquisite torture. “Or maybe I won’t.” And I climb off, leaving him panting, spent, and throbbing beneath me. Another perfect ruin. Another man exactly where I want him—broken, aching, and begging for more.
Coed XXX

Sadistic Phone Sex Kiya Enjoys Making Her Weak Callers Ache

Sadistic Phone Sex

I’m lounging back in my silk robe, feeling a bit restless and looking for a way to burn off this dark, delicious energy. This Sadistic Phone Sex call is the only thing that’s going to satisfy me tonight, especially when I hear your voice trembling as soon as I pick up. I’m in a wicked mood, the kind where I want to play with you like a cat plays with a mouse, watching you squirm for my amusement. 

You tell me how much you’ve missed my voice, but I just laugh, a low, smoky sound that I know sends a shiver straight down your spine. You’re already begging for my attention, acting so desperate and weak, and it honestly makes my blood hum with a cruel sort of heat. I love knowing that just a few of my sharpest words can make your heart race faster than any touch ever could.

I start slowly, whispering all the ways I’m going to make you suffer for being such a pathetic, needy boy today. I call you my favorite little loser, mocking the way you can’t even handle a few minutes of my focused attention without falling apart. I can hear you gasping on the other end, loving every insult, getting high off the way I’m demeaning your lack of willpower. 

I describe exactly what I’m wearing… the way the silk slides over my skin… and then I cruelly remind you that you’re not allowed to even imagine touching me. I want you to ache, to feel that heavy, pulsing tension building up inside you while I tell you to keep your hands far away from where they want to be. I’m being mean, sure, but I’m doing it with a smirk because I know this is exactly what gets you off.

Every time you try to speak, I shut you down, demanding that you listen to the sound of my breathing instead. I’m painting a picture of my absolute control over you, making you realize that your pleasure is entirely in my hands, and I feel like being stingy tonight. The more I tease you and call you names, the more I can tell you’re becoming addicted to the sting of my voice. 

I’m your queen, and you’re just the weak little caller who lives for my rejection. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be vibrating with a need so intense it’s almost painful, but you’ll be thanking me for the cruelty. You’re trapped in my web now, and we both know you’ll be crawling back the second I feel like being A Bitch again.

 

Jack Off For Me : It’s The Best Kind of Humiliation

Jack off for me, and earn your spot on my Humiliation Wall. When you tell me all of the self degrading things you enjoy, I get a good laugh. In fact I even get paid to simply laugh at pervert losers. It’s my pleasure, for sure!

Yesterday I had this guy that told me his favorite self degrading thing. It’s really quite humorous, and fucking sick. So this one loved to go out in panties and diapers on. She would wear a sissy princess dress that was nice and short. So her panties stuffed with her diapered ass and clit – truly this looks so pathetic.

Well it doesn’t stop there. Nope. In fact far from it. Well she will go and visit a Mall and walk around looking ridiculous. To illustrate, she would wear her lipstick in bright red and smeared. She would were big eyelashes and heavy eye shadow. Even a Brown bob wig. Then she would have on platforms and walked around showing off her ridiculous persona.

But it does not stop there! Nope. This little Sissy used up blow up doll freak would wet those diapers. She would go into the Bedrooms displays and into a little princess bed and lay there crying that she wet her diaper.

Obviously this one deserves her place on my wall of humiliation, doesn’t she?

Jack off for me

Sissy Phone Sex

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.