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Cheap Phone Sex with Mika and Her Sidekick Ella After Dark

Cheap Phone Sex

After dark is when my voice drops and my patience disappears. I want you taking dick slow, intentional, and controlled. Cheap Phone Sex is my specialty, and tonight I brought my favorite trouble with me. Ella’s here, sitting close, smiling that wicked smile she saves for moments like this.

You called because you like being guided. You like being told where to sit, when to breathe, when to listen. I can hear it in the way your voice shakes when I speak. I don’t rush you. I never do. Power tastes better when it lingers, when you feel it building instead of crashing all at once.

Ella leans in and laughs softly, telling you not to get shy now. She’s good at that, at slipping into the space I open. “Relax,” she says, sweet but dangerous. “We’ve got you.” I let her have her moment because watching confidence bloom is part of the fun.

I talk. You listen. That’s the rhythm. I tell you how to hold yourself, how to stay still, how to focus on my words instead of your nerves. It isn’t about touching anything. It’s about attention. Now Your Balls are completely drained with Ella’s dick sucking skills that will have any man wanting more. When I have that, I have everything. You feel smaller, calmer, exactly where I want you.

Ella adds little comments, playful, tempting, circling the edges of my instructions. She knows when to speak and when to let me lead. “You hear her,” she whispers. “Do what she says.” I smile because she understands your need to empty all that cum. She then bends you over and gives you a hard dick right up your ass, just the way you like it. 

There’s no rush to finish anything. The fun is in the waiting, the obeying, the way your breathing changes as the minutes stretch. I remind you that you chose this, that you wanted us, that you like giving up control for a while. You don’t argue. You never do.

I like knowing you’re imagining us, filling in details your own way, letting suggestions do the work. That’s where the heat lives. Ella nods, agreeing, telling you imagination is louder than action. We let silence stretch, just enough to make you lean closer to the sound. I remind you this is about presence, about surrendering to voices that know exactly how to guide you. You don’t need more than that. You just need to stay, listen, and trust the moment. Tonight belongs to confidence, control, chemistry, and the thrill of choosing to give yourself permission to feel wanted right now always.

Your voice is now softer, steadier, wrapped around mine and Ella’s like we planned it that way. I tell you you did well. Ella agrees, teasing you with praise that feels earned. After dark is our favorite time because nothing else exists then, just voices, tension, and the thrill of being exactly who we are, together, owning the moment until the line goes quiet and you’re left thinking about us long after with 2 Girl Phone Sex.

2 Girl Phone Sex



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Shemale Phone SexYou open the door already tense, already curious, already pretending this is casual. I step inside, shut it behind me, and tell you to relax without asking. Shemale Phone Sex isn’t a fantasy right now, it’s the confidence in my voice. I look around your place like I own the moment and you feel it immediately.

“Sit,” I say, calm and firm, not loud, just certain. You do, because you invited me here for exactly this energy. I move slow on purpose, hips swaying, eyes locked on yours while I talk. I tell you what I expect, how I like attention, how I like obedience. Not rushed, not sloppy, just focused. I remind you that your wife won’t know, but you will.

That’s the part that makes your breathing change. I step closer and tilt your chin up with two fingers, bossy and unbothered. I tell you to look at me when I’m speaking. I like how fast you listen. I tease you about being curious for so long, about pretending you didn’t plan this. My tone stays playful but commanding, sweet with an edge. 

I tell you where to put your hands and where not to. You hesitate once, so I smile and repeat myself slower. I don’t need to raise my voice to be in control. I let the tension stretch, watching you react to being guided so easily. I talk about wanting and talking without spelling everything out. You fill in the gaps better than I ever could. That’s why I stay in charge, slow, steady, deliberate.

I move you where I want you, confident you’ll follow. There’s nothing rushed about this, just pressure building naturally. I like being the one you answer to in this room. I remind you that you chose this, that you wanted me here. By the time I step back, you’re fully aware who’s in control. I don’t apologize for it, and you don’t ask me to.

I let the moment sit heavy and heated between us, as you quickly gobble every inch of my BBC down your tiny throat. When I finally speak again, it’s a promise without words. You’ll remember exactly how easily you gave in. That’s what makes this deliciously dangerous. I straighten, smooth myself, and tell you to behave when I’m gone. The look on your face tells me you won’t. I leave you standing there, quiet, shaken, and wanting more. 

That’s exactly how I like you. Later, when the house settles, you’ll replay my voice and my rules. You won’t call it temptation, but you won’t forget it either. I stay with you as a memory that listens when you misbehave. Next time will be easier, because you already know how to obey. And I always remember who invites me in. Secrets like this don’t fade, they wait patiently inside.

 

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Sensual Domination Phone Sex

I hear you breathing, imagine it… shaky, desperate, waiting for me to take control. Sensual Domination Phone Sex isn’t just words; it’s a game, and I play it hard. I can feel your pulse through the line, hear the little gasps you try to hide, and it makes me smile. You think you can handle me? Baby, you’re already mine.

I take my time, letting my voice stretch out, dragging your thoughts wherever I want. My long BBC teases through every fantasy you dare imagine. You imagine me inside you all day long, and that’s what makes it worse because you’re super anxious to release your sperm everywhere thinking of how it makes you feel in the moment. You’re trapped by your mind and my words, and I know exactly how to bend you. You want to obey. You want to beg. And I’m going to make sure you do both.

I’m not gentle. I’m not here to play safe. I like rich, eager men who think they can handle a tease like me. Their hesitation makes it fun. Their desire makes it intense. Every syllable I whisper, every command I give, pushes you closer to that edge you can’t resist. I’m in control, and you’re nothing without me.

I laugh softly when you try to resist, imagining your eyes wide, your body tensing. That’s my favorite part… watching you fight the pull of me, knowing it’s useless. You crave my power. You crave my strength. I give nothing willingly; you have to earn every second of attention I allow. My teasing is precise, deliberate, meant to drive you wild without ever letting go completely.

You’re imagining the feel of me, my hands, my long cock, the way I dominate your mind before your body even reacts. Every command I give, every moan I let slip, it’s all for you… if you follow me. My words are chains, binding you to me, and you’re loving it. You can’t escape, and you don’t want to.

I slow down just to see you strain for me, to hear the frustration, the need. That tension is my playground. I push, I pull, I take, I tease. You’re utterly consumed by me. By my voice. By my control. By the knowledge that I am Mika… and I decide exactly how far you go.

When we finally end, you’ll remember everything. The way my words dragged you, the way my presence dominated, and the impossible craving for more. You’ll remember that I am not just a tease… I am in command. I am power. I am the fantasy you never knew you wanted until I took it. And you’ll come back, because you need me.

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Blackmail Phone Sex

I never sound rushed when you call. You like that about me. It tells you I’m in control before I even say your name. Blackmail Phone Sex isn’t about desperation, it’s about precision, and you respond the moment my voice settles into your ear.

You speak carefully, the way men like you always do. Calm, measured, practiced. You’re used to being listened to, respected, deferred to. With me, you don’t need to perform. You just need to listen, and that alone loosens something deep inside you.

I remind you, gently, that discretion is our language. You don’t call me for noise or chaos. You call me because I understand silence, and how much it costs you to protect it. I hold that knowledge with elegance, not cruelty, and that’s why you trust me.

I don’t ask questions you can’t answer. I give instructions you’re relieved to follow. Each word is chosen, deliberate, designed to guide you into stillness. You don’t feel exposed. You feel seen, and that feeling keeps you exactly where I want you.

I describe myself with confidence, never rushing, letting your imagination do the work. I know you prefer suggestions over spectacle. Power doesn’t need to shout. It settles, waits, and then takes its place without resistance.

You breathe differently when I speak about obedience. Not as something forced, but as something earned. You spend your days deciding outcomes. With me, you get to release that weight. I tell you when to relax, when to focus, when to give in to the truth you keep neatly folded away.

I never threaten you. I don’t need to. The dynamic is already established, balanced perfectly between desire and restraint. You know I decide the pace, the tone, the ending. That certainty is what draws you back.

You listen closely as I explain how good it feels to surrender without consequence. How relief can exist alongside control. How obedience, in this space, is private and complete. You don’t interrupt. You never do.

By the time I lower my voice, you’re exactly where I want you, steady and quiet. I remind you that this version of yourself is safe with me, contained within the boundaries I set. You follow them willingly.

When the call ends, nothing looks different around you. The room is still calm, orderly, and composed. Only you know what shifted. Tomorrow, you’ll return to your world unchanged. Tonight, you obeyed fully, and that remains between us.

 

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Forced Bisexuality Phone Sex

I watch you cross my threshold, your eyes wide, trembling just slightly… and I know exactly how much control I have over you tonight. Forced Bisexuality Phone Sex isn’t about pressure… It’s about curiosity, desire, and seeing just how far you’ll let me take you. Every step toward me is your choice, but the look on your face tells me you’re already hooked on my dominance.

I circle you slowly, letting my gaze roam over every reaction, every twitch, every shiver. “Kneel,” I commanded, voice sharp and low. You obey immediately, eager, hungry, completely aware that following me is the only way to truly feel alive. I can see the tension coil tight in your chest, the mixture of fear and excitement flooding your body… and it drives me wild.

“Don’t forget why you’re here,” I whisper, letting my words curl around your imagination. I describe in detail exactly what I expect, teasing you with the anticipation of contact, the imagined sensation of my control over you. Every gasp, every flinch, every shiver fuels the scene we’ve agreed to explore together. You respond perfectly, willingly, eager to push boundaries you never thought you could.

I step closer, letting my presence overwhelm you, while quickly forcing my BBC in your mouth until you choke with the air thick with heat and tension. My hands hover just above you, teasing, suggesting, guiding. Every subtle instruction, every command, draws you further into your own desires… the fantasy you’ve craved, the taboo curiosity you’ve barely admitted even to yourself. You respond to my voice, to my words, to the dominance you’ve chosen to surrender to, letting me direct your every move.

You’re trembling now, breath short, cheeks flushed, every instinct heightened. “More cum please” you beg consistently. “All for you, gobble up everything” I scream as you nod. I narrate, I tease, I push… but always within your willingness, the line of consent is sharp in every moment. You explore, you obey, you crave my dominance, letting it take you deeper than you’ve gone before. Every reaction, every whimper, every sigh builds the tension, the thrill, the addictive pull of following me completely. 

By the time the night peaks, you’re utterly immersed in the fantasy, exploring boundaries you never imagined… freely, fully, and eagerly. You’ve surrendered not to force, but to the intoxicating pull of my command. And as we pause, the tension still lingering in the room, you already know you’ll come back for more, ready to cross the edge again, together.

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Married Men Phone Sex

I hear your hesitation the second you pick up, and I don’t let it slide. Don’t get caught up with Married Men Phone Sex…that’s what you’re craving, isn’t it? I can hear how desperate you are just for my voice, and I take it. I lean back, fingers on my thigh, my voice low and commanding. “Sit still and listen,” I say, “because I’m not here to play nice. You’re mine for the next few minutes, and I’ll decide how much you get to enjoy.”

You gulp on the other end, and I smirk, knowing exactly how much control I have over you. “I want to hear you thinking about me,” I command, dragging out each word. “Tell me what you’ve been hiding, every little filthy fantasy you’ve had about me. Don’t hold back… I own this moment, and I’ll take everything you give me.”

I let my fingers trace slow, teasing circles over myself, letting my voice slide lower, thick and sultry. “You like it when I take charge, don’t you? You love knowing I can make you squirm, make you beg… without even being in the same room.” My tone sharpens, dominant but dripping with lust. “Answer me. Tell me you want it, that you need it, that you’re completely mine tonight.”

Every sound you make feeds me, every pause, every quiet moan, I claim it as my own. “I control this,” I command, letting the words roll over you, “and I love knowing you’re hooked. The thought of you cheating on your wife just to be with me makes me super horny with no hesitation. Every little reaction, every gasp, every trembling breath… it’s proof that I’ve got you exactly where I want you.”

I lean closer to the phone, voice dropping even deeper, leaving no room for hesitation. “You’re addicted to me, and I don’t care who knows it. I want you on your knees begging for my dick to be down your throat, and up your asshole jammed in roughly. I love being the only one you want, the only one who can make you this desperate. And you? You’re going to stay that way for me.”

By the time we end the call, you’re hooked, breathless, craving more. I’ve taken every second, made you squirm, and left you wanting. I smile, satisfied, knowing that control… that power… is mine alone. And next time? I’ll make it messier, dirtier, and absolutely impossible for you to resist.

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Cock Worshiping Phone SexThe phone never stops buzzing, and honestly, I love it. Every time a new number pops up, I know someone is craving me, eager for my voice, my energy, my control. Cock Worshiping Phone Sex isn’t just a pastime… it’s my power, my playground, and every caller is mine to toy with.

One guy rings nearly every day, and I grin knowing exactly how I’ve got him hooked. He thinks he’s chasing me, but I lead every interaction. I send little hints, playful commands, and he hangs on my words like a moth to a flame. The anticipation alone makes me thrill inside. Another caller thinks he’s sneaky, but I can hear the hesitation, the little sighs, the way his attention bends around my energy. Every single one of them is hopelessly drawn to me, and I revel in the effect I have.

Sometimes, I let them linger just a little too long, sending vague hints that make their imaginations run wild. I love imagining the chaos I cause… hearts racing, palms sweating, minds spinning… just because of my voice, my smirk, my teasing energy. One poor guy actually messaged me while I was mid-call with someone else, begging for a second of my time. I laughed and left him waiting, knowing full well he’d be back for more before the day ended.

I delight in how predictable they are, how easy it is to make them crave, imagine, and guess what I might say next. I keep a mental list: who called this morning, who’s likely thinking of me now, who I can push just a little further before they beg for attention. Every pause, every flirtatious laugh, every sly little comment is calculated to make them chase, linger, and fantasize without me ever doing anything but speaking.

Even when I hang up, I know I’ve left a trail. They replay my commands with my dick in their mouths, the tone of my laugh, the dominance of seeing them bent over ready for more cock. I own their attention, and I know it. When the next call comes, I’ll have them hooked on My BBC again, desperate to hear me, eager for my energy, and completely under my spell.

I love this game… the thrill, the tension, the way I can dominate without moving a muscle. Each new number that calls me only adds to my power, my reputation, my fun. I control the line, and every man who dials is just another part of my little empire. Until the next call, I’ll keep teasing, bragging, and letting them crave every second of my filthy, bossy, seductive energy.

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I love knowing you’re pathetic enough to call me again, just to hear my voice. Shemale Domination Porn isn’t just a title… it’s me, it’s my energy, and you’re my little toy, hanging on every word I choose to throw your way.

“You called again?” I tease, letting my tone drip with amusement. “Can’t stay away from me, huh?”

“I… I just…” your voice cracks, and I laugh. Cute. You’re already trembling, already begging without realizing it. I adore that.

“Shut up,” I snap, a grin in my voice. “Do exactly what I say, when I say it. Got it?”

“Yes… Mika,” you stammer, soft, weak, obedient. Perfect. That’s what I want… you know your place. You’re nothing without me teasing, commanding, and controlling you.

I let a pause linger, just long enough to make your imagination run wild. “You like being my little bitch, don’t you?” I whisper, low, mean, and teasing. I can hear the gulp, the shaky inhale, the desperate nod I know you’re giving.

“Yes… I… I do,” you admit, and I grin. Weak. Pathetic. Just how I like you. Every word you say makes me more powerful, more in control, more satisfied with how easily you submit.

I tease you, let my laughter curl around the line. “Good. You’ll do whatever I want, won’t you?”

“Y-yes, Mika…” You’re practically begging, and I love it. The tension, the way you’re completely consumed by me, makes me feel untouchable. You’re mine, and you know it.

I lean back, enjoying the way you’re hanging on every syllable. “You’re nothing without me. Remember that. I own you. I decide, you obey, always.”

By the time I finally shoot my fat load, I know you’ll be begging on your fucking knees, replaying every word, craving the next command, the next tease. You’re mine to control, to twist, to dominate, and I love every second of it.

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Crossdressing Phone SexI know exactly why you’re calling, baby. That little secret part of you that nobody else gets to touch, the part that’s aching for me. Crossdressing Phone Sex is exactly what I want to give you tonight, guiding your hands, teasing every inch of you as you explore what you’ve been hiding.

I love when you wear those pink panties for me, baby. I love imagining them stretched tight over your cock, how desperate it makes you feel, how naughty it is to be caught between wanting to hide and wanting to please me. I want you slick with oil, rubbing yourself while imagining me straddling you, my BBC pressed against you, teasing you with every stroke.

Slide your hands along yourself, baby, feel how hot it gets when you grind, when you push into my imagined body, feeling me react with every twitch of your hips. Squeeze, rub, moan my name… let yourself get lost in it. I want your strokes sloppy, greedy, dragging yourself over me, desperate to give me everything.

Lean in and whisper to me, baby, tell me how those panties feel, tell me how hard you are for me. I want to hear your voice break, your breath shorten, every little shiver and gasp. Keep moving, pressing, teasing yourself while I guide you, make you feel exactly how I want.

You’re so close now… I can hear it, feel it through every word you whisper. Let go. Cum hard, baby, shiver, moan, twitch. Let it spill all over, feel yourself shaking, losing control, completely undone, completely mine.

Yeah… that’s it. Every gasp, every groan, every desperate stroke… just like that. You gave it all to me, wore those panties for me, and I made sure you felt every filthy second exactly how you needed it.

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Black Cock Phone SexHey baby, it’s Mika. You know you’ve been waiting for this. That voice you hear? That’s me, thick and teasing, ready to make you beg. You wanted Black Cock Phone Sex? Well, you got it. And trust me, I don’t hold back.

I can hear you already, that nervous little shiver in your tone. That’s what I live for. You love being under my control, don’t you? Sitting there, tight, wanting, imagining my thick hard BBC driving you wild while I laugh softly on the other end. You know I like to take charge, especially with men like you… rich, white, desperate to be dominated by a queen like me.

Let me tell you exactly what I’m doing right now. I’m leaning back, letting my long fingers tease myself, thinking about you. You can hear the wet sounds, can’t you? God, I know you can. And you’re already imagining it, imagining me sliding down on top of you, taking every inch, making you moan my name. I want to hear you beg, baby. Beg for me like I own you, because I do.

I’m not gentle. Not tonight. I’m all heat, all lust, and all power. I tell you exactly how I want you, how I want you on your knees, how I want your hands tied up while I take what I want. Every filthy thought you’ve ever had about me is about to come alive. I’m teasing, stretching, teasing again, knowing your pulse is racing with every word.

You’re lucky I’m generous. I like giving men like you exactly what you crave. My voice, my body, my thick hard BBC all mine all for you. I can hear you trembling now, desperate, lost. And I haven’t even touched you yet.

I slow it down then. Let you sit in that feeling. I remind you who brought you here and who controls how far this goes. My voice stays steady while yours starts to break, and I smile knowing I did that. I tell you to stay right there, to listen, to remember this moment.

By the time I’m done, you’re undone in the best way. Breathing heavy. Mind spinning. Knowing you’ll replay my voice later when you’re alone again. I end the call softly, confidently, leaving you wanting more.

After dark, baby, you already know where to find me.