I love when my uncle comes to crash at my parent’s house. My naughty uncle always seems to find himself begging for my young bald pussy. I’m such a little fuck slut that I never stop him from removing my pajama shorts down. In fact, I pretty much beg him to have his way with me and entice him with my outfits. I now wear some sexy lingerie and let him explore me and let him enjoy himself fully. I like to see his cock and love to suck on it and have them deep in my mouth. I love being skull fucked and pretty much beg him to be rough with me and have him spurting out his cream, and I like to gulp it up. My pussy then gets ravished and fucked so hard. My uncle loves to use me up so much, and I give him an all-access pass. I love being his favorite slutty niece ever.
Category: Cock control
Humiliation Phone Sex for Small Dicks
I love humiliation phone sex calls. Let me be clear here. You do not body shame me. I am not a humiliation junkie. I am a strong, confident, sexy BBW. I do not let any man shame me. However, if a man has a small dick, I am all about humiliation. So, this loser has been iming me on and off for a few weeks bragging about his 6-inch dick. Like how is that possible? Six inches is nothing to brag about. It is average at best. I am sure for many women it gets the job done, but it is not making a woman scream or squirt. If you message me about a 6-inch dick, I think you are looking for small cock humiliation phone sex. Yes, 6-inches is twice the size of 3-inches, but 12-inches is twice the size of 6-inches. This guy acted like I was the crazy one because no one has a-foot-long cock. Apparently, this guy has never once watched porn or seen a black man naked in a locker room. My personal experience is that when guys brag about their dick, acting like it is the best thing since sliced bread, it is often even smaller than they say it is. This dude was all butt hurt that his 6-inch average dick would not hurt me or make me scream. I am still thinking this guy wants small dick humiliation because no man in the land of reality thinks 6-inches is going to hurt full grown woman, let alone a sexy BBW. I think P men like the young girls because their tiny dicks are big to a virgin schoolgirl. Men do not come at a phone sex woman bragging about a cock that would scare us or hurt us unless you are ten-inches or bigger. I promise you anyone of us will think you are wanting small dick humiliation bragging about something pathetic or average in size. Women like me want something we can feel. We want something to make us squirt, but that requires 10 inches or more.
Experience Erotic Hypnosis Phone Sex
Come and lay down for me, keep your phone nearby and open your mind to erotic hypnosis phone sex. It’s a lot easier than you think and doesn’t take a lot of effort at all on your part. Just allow yourself to be open and vulnerable in a safe and quiet setting. Letting my voice guide you along a sensual sexual journey. This means no distraction, strip down, get comfortable preferable in a dark room with just you, your cock and my voice. I start by instructing you to clear your mind, prying into the naughty thoughts running through your mind. You’ll find it’s very easy to express yourself when relaxed and alone, just the two of us. Before you know it, the control on your mind and your cock has begun. I don’t need a silver watch, or pinwheels to break into your mind. You are going to invite me in all on your own.
Stroke For Me
Relax put the stress of the day away just for a little bit. Your goddess is here to walk you through it. Take a few deep breaths and bask in my presence, your cock is hard already. Now you know what it’s time for don’t you? It’s time to see how long you last for me. You want to impress me don’t you? Don’t be a two pump chump, let’s really push you. Start steady, slow my hot breath on the back of your neck, you can feel my eyes staring right at your cock. The pressure is on but you can handle it. Go faster don’t stop until the pre-cum is dripping down your shaft then take a break. Take your finger tip and tease that warm droplet up and down your shaft as cool off just a little bit. Maybe if you impress me it will be my tongue licking and tasting your shaft soon. Show me what you got happy stroker boy.
Making You A Sissy Princess!
You want to become a sexy sissy princess don’t you? However you’re not quite hitting the mark, clothes never seem to fit right, makeup is a mess and caked on. Poor you, you have no proper guidance. Too embarrassed to show off cause you need help. Come to me I’ll make you a pretty, proper little sissy princess. Let’s get you in the proper attire, nylons, silks and sparkles. Your new look is going to make any man hard and earn you the big dick that a real princess deserves. I know how to make that happen, as a princess never settle for average if he isn’t packing we’ll send him home. When you look like a princess, you’ll learn there is always a bigger dick around the corner. So be prepared for what doors this transformation is going to open for you. Just come to my boutique of proper sissification and ask for the princess package!
Why You Need Cock Control
You probably have thought about the term cock control and immediately think of a pretty young thing like me locking it away and throwing away the key. Although chastity play can be a form of cock control it isn’t what cock control is. Cock control is giving over control of your cock to another preferable more dominant partner who listens to your needs and determines the best practice or play to put you through to reach your goal. For example say you are a chronic masturbating loser that barely lasts 2 minutes inside a woman. Your goal may be to be less pathetic then you already are, you need to be trained on self-control and stamina. Edge play is going to be highly used and maybe even some chastity too in some severe cases of being unable to control your selfish urges. Maybe you want to be led up to an amazing orgasmic experience during your self-love session, then you would come to me for some guided masturbation. Cock control is about denial, or no orgasms. It’s about earning what you want, or reaching an important goal in your sexual experience. So if you need a cock control mistress, speak with me, and we will find out what you need.
Edge play Addicts Love Me
When I told him I liked edge play he scoffed. He couldn’t understand why someone wouldn’t just cum if they could. Which made it my turn to scoff and tease him about how weak he must be to his carnal urges. Explaining that his cock was more than just a pleasure stick, that if he just relaxed and obeyed my commands. I could turn his cock into a conduit of immense pleasure so great he would briefly leave his own body. Now I know what you’re thinking. I must be pretty cocky. Although I am very sure of my abilities, I know what happens when I keep a man on the edge. I’ve seen the look of a gooner before, the blank look, the easily persuaded, almost trance-like behavior. Many describe it as feeling like they are floating, and when you are finally released it becomes a nagging addiction. A craving to feel it once again…which in turns leads you right back to me.
Moonlighting as a Dominatrix
There’s something extremely intriguing about strangulation. I had a client so fixated on being asphyxiated that he kept pushing the limits. Our first meeting was a mistake. He wondered into a place he didn’t belong. He was waiting for his daughter to get her piercing in the studio upstairs. He was sent from the small room, and decided to walk down the stairs at the end of the hall. This was my domain. Strangers really shouldn’t wander around in places they don’t belong. He reached to touch something and I kicked his knees in making him fall to the ground. I knocked him down further with another kick. With my rider’s crop across his neck as he laid on his back was the beginning. I strangled him and maybe would’ve done more damage but his daughter interrupted.
That was the beginning of his fixation, and becoming my Dog. He reached out to me for a session. He wanted to be suffocated and strangled. It was heeling. The first session was the start of an intense relationship. There’s just something about having a guy bounded as I am straddling him holding a plastic bag on his face. Tight around his neck. Face to face and feeling the energy of his life goes into that lingering gray area. I am calculating and safe and know when to let up. It was intense. The next session he wanted longer he became infatuated with this. I am infatuated with the feeling of a life drifting at my hand while I am close and feeling every bit of breath. It’s intense and he was a naughty doggy that kept following me after he fucked up. He became so persistent. I made him crawl to my apartment and if he really wanted more, he would have to sacrifice a testical.
Submissive Phone Sex Roots
I have submissive phone sex roots. I may be a switch now, but I was once only a submissive whore. I ran into a guy I knew when I was a teen girl the other day. He was a friend of my dad’s. He often used my teen body for his carnal pleasure. I moved across the US to avoid ever seeing my father again or any of his cronies. I was shocked to see Derek. I thought he would not recognize me. I am in my thirties now. I have big fake boobs, tats and platinum blonde hair. I do not look like that scared teen girl anymore. I saw him and did a 360 in the opposite direction to avoid him. He looked just the same. I was in a Whole Foods. He did not look like the kind of man who shops in that kind of grocery store. Maybe I hallucinated it. I told myself there was no way it was him. I walked out to my car and heard a deep voice say, “Cassie Morgan, is that you?” I froze. I almost pissed myself. I acted like I did not hear him, but then something snapped in me. I am no longer that scared little girl. I grew up well despite the horrible things my father and his friends did to me. I turned around, looked him in the eyes and said, “Hello, Derek.” He was checking me out like a piece of meat. He asked me if I was still a whore. I decided to exact some revenge. I went home with him. What were the odds he landed in my city 20 years later? Turns out he is the pain slut now. He had no intention of assaulting me. He was hoping for some payback. He was hoping for some cbt phone sex. I stomped on his balls. I crushed his cock. I kicked him repeatedly in the groin. It felt great. It felt empowering. I have no clue if he is in touch still with my perverted old daddy, but if he is, he will tell him I am no longer the scared little girl I once was.












