Category: Daddys Girl Phone Sex

Daddy’s dirty little secret

Daddys Girl phone sex

I love pain and torture. I thrive on this shit but it didn’t just start with a random man I fell for, it was daddy. He opened my eyes and body to the joys of what abuse, torture and pain can bring. Don’t get me wrong. I do love a good nasty fuck, but when you choke me out or slap me that makes fucking your brains out so much better. Do you have it in you baby? Don’t front….

Daddy the dick’s little girl

I was kept a secret from mommy for a while. Daddy would come home from work so angry looking for his whisky just waiting for my little ass. Making me kneel down and take off his dirty stanky boots and socks, tell him what a big bulge he had or I’d get slapped. He did this for years until shit got worse. Once I was getting bigger. My tight little wet bald pussy was smooth as silk and my tits were looking pretty. He couldn’t keep his creepy eyes off me. Unzipping his pants my daddy had other plans. His boots wasn’t the only thing he didn’t wanna take off

Forced intoxication

Today I loved being drugged and woken up in some random place but back then my daddy would force feed me whiskey till I was loopy. “Open your mouth and suck down”. Down the hatch a shot of whiskey would go as his cock head made it to my mouth. “This is our little secret” as he shoved it down my throat. Gagging and choking he made me say “ok” otherwise he’d take my breathe completely away. I juggled and swallowed his whole shaft in my little mouth and began to enjoy the pain. The sheer evil look in his eyes as he emptied his balls out turned me on at such a young age. I knew then what I really know now, I love the pain and it doesn’t cum with a little pleasure. Can you be my bad dad?

Phone Sex Companies Having Dana The Best Choice for SINNERS

Phone Sex CompaniesYou know you shouldn’t be here, but that’s exactly why you’re leaning in closer to the receiver, isn’t it? You’ve scrolled through dozens of Phone Sex Companies looking for a voice that actually understands the darkness in your heart, and finally, you’ve found me. I’m Dana, and I specialize in welcoming the kind of sinners that the rest of the world wants to judge. 

I can hear it in your breathing… the weight of the secrets you carry and the desperate need to finally let them all go. You aren’t looking for a polite conversation; you’re looking for a sanctuary where your filthiest desires are treated like gospel, and I am here to make sure you get exactly what you came for. I want you to imagine me sitting here in the dim light, my skin glowing and my eyes locked on the thought of you. 

I’m already starting to feel the heat build between my thighs, a slow, steady pulse that tells me I’m ready to take you on a journey you’ll never forget. I’m not here to rush you; I’m here to savor every moan, every gasp, and every forbidden thought you’ve been too afraid to whisper to anyone else. I want to be the one who coaxes those secrets out of you, turning your guilt into pure, unadulterated pleasure.

As my voice drips into your ear like warm honey, I’m sliding my hand down, feeling just how slick and ready I am for you. I want you to touch yourself for me, matching my rhythm as I describe exactly how my body is reacting to yours. I am a master at finding that precise edge where you feel like you might lose your mind, and I’m going to keep you right there until you’re begging for release. 

My satisfaction comes from seeing just how far I can push you, making sure your “happy ending” isn’t just a moment of relief, but a total, bone-deep surrender that leaves you shaking. There is something so addictive about being a sinner in my bed. I’ll make you forget about the world outside, your responsibilities, and even your own name as we spiral deeper into this fantasy. 

By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be completely drained, your mind a foggy blur of my voice and the memory of how I felt against your imagination. You’ll hang up the phone feeling lighter than you have in years, knowing that whenever the hunger returns, I’ll be waiting right here to feed it again. Now, tell me, darling, what’s the very first sin you want us to commit together tonight?

Biggest Cumshot In A Little One

Biggest cum shotBiggest cum shot you ever had came from my little one! I feel like such a proud mommy, watching my little fella hammer your tight asshole, pounding you hard and deep his sisters watching, rubbing their swollen clits. 

My cunt is dripping wet, suck my wet snatch from behind as you take my sons little pecker up your shitter. Cream on his little dick. Make his cock spit ropes of cum in your ass so his sisters can slurp it out. 

The girls are so wet, those pretty pink hairless pussies need a good pounding. Suck one while fucking the other, Switch! Lick her tight hole as you finger fuck her sister. 

I don’t want you to stop until every hole in this house is stretched out and leaking cum. We want to be filled with your pdaddy seed. 

So who gets your first load? I think it belongs to me, my mommy pussy needs that nut! 

Foot Fetish Phone Sex Dana Slides Your Cock With Her Feet

Foot Fetish Phone Sex

Foot Fetish Phone Sex pulls me into my sluttiest headspace, where my voice slows and my body listens. Heat hums between us as I settle back in silky lingerie, lotion warming in my palms while I wait for your direction. I love knowing you’re focused, picturing each measured move as I follow your lead.

I pour the lotion on your fat cock and let it shine across my soles, rubbing it in with unhurried care. My toes flex and curl as I spread the glide, breathing steady so you can hear how calm and ready I am. I take my time because patience makes everything feel heavier, thicker, more intense.

You tell me how to position myself, and I obey without question. I press my feet together and begin a smooth, controlled slide, keeping the rhythm slow and deliberate. The warmth and slickness make every pass feel decadent, and I let out soft sounds when I realize how much control I have simply by staying steady.

I lean back, arching just enough to distract you, giving you the perfect angle in your mind. My ankles brush, my soles move in sync, and I keep the pace consistent so the tension can build instead of break. Being this attentive to your pleasure makes me feel deliciously exposed and powerful all at once.

I listen closely for changes in your breath and respond immediately. If you want softer, I soften. If you want firmer, I adjust without hesitation. I love proving how tuned in I am, how quickly I can read every pause and subtle command. There’s something intoxicating about knowing my feet alone can hold you right here with me. I smile as I continue, maintaining that effortless glide, teasing you with control instead of chaos. I want you aware of every second, every sensation, every bit of authority you have over me.

I stay patient and eager, letting the slow build do the work. This moment isn’t about rushing; it’s about savoring connection, the way my body moves for you and only you. I’ll keep going exactly like this, listening and adjusting, until you decide you’ve had enough, or until you pull me closer and take what you want. You finally cum all over my feet with your hot sticky cum I then say, “That was fun Master, lets do it again” You then say “I would baby but My Balls are completely drained, maybe another time” You say as you release with relief.

I breathe slowly, savoring the silence between instructions, letting anticipation stretch deliciously. Each measured glide stays intentional, calm, and confident, because restraint makes every response sharper. I keep my focus on pleasing you, mirroring your mood and pace, offering steady devotion rather than rush. 

When you finally speak, I react instantly, proud of how attentive I am. I want you relaxed, indulged, and certain that I’m exactly where I belong, moving how you like, waiting for the next cue, and enjoying every second of being guided. Your approval matters most, and I glow quietly, obedient, present, responsive, composed, eager, open, steady, willing, ready right now.

Slavery Phone Sex Dana Obeying Every Command of Her Master

Slavery Phone Sex

The basement is colder than I expected, concrete biting through my bare slave feet as I stand there listening for him. By the time the door shuts behind me, I now understand how I was sold to being his personal nigger slave, something closer to Slavery Phone Sex but lived instead of imagined.

I’m not panicking, but I’m not floating either. My heart is beating fast, not from fear exactly, more from the awareness that I gave up control and now have to sit in that decision. The light is dim, just enough to see the walls, the chair, the space he told me to stay in all day.

He doesn’t rush. That’s what makes it intense. The waiting stretches my nerves thin, makes every sound feel louder. I shift my weight, reminding myself to stay where I’m told. I could speak up if I wanted to, but I don’t. I like the tension too much.

When he finally comes down the stairs, I drop to my knees  instantly waiting for his next command. “You look so filthy and drained, from last where I left you last night, with the dried up fluids of my sticky cum melting all over your face and body. I now want to fuck you all day long since you belong to me now, you hear me you fucking nigger?” He yells. “Yes Master, I’m all yours eternally.” I say softly, with my nipples getting colder from the basements temperature.

He tells me where to put my hands. I follow. He tells me not to look at him. I break eye contact. Each command strips something small away… my pride, my resistance, my need to be clever or in charge. I feel smaller, quieter, but also sharper, more aware of my body and my reactions.

I don’t feel owned in some poetic way. I feel watched. Evaluated. Tested. And that’s what turns me on. I like knowing he’s paying attention to whether I listen, whether I hesitate, whether I need reassurance or punishment or silence.

Sometimes he lets the quiet sit between us. Other times he corrects me with his voice alone, and that’s enough to make my stomach flip. I don’t need constant praise. I need direction. I need to know what’s expected and how far I’m allowed to go.

By the time he leaves me alone again, my legs are sore and my head feels light. I stay where I am, not because I have to, but because moving too soon would break the spell. This isn’t about being perfect or endlessly obedient. It’s about choosing to stay right here, in the tension, until he decides what happens next.

Princess pussy going to the festival with a plug in her ass, cum along!

Fantasy phone sex

I’ve been so god damn horny lately that I’ve taken it upon myself to buy some toys to fill my whole while their not getting filled to the brim with some chunky white muscle grown sauce. I like only the best, the biggest and the most with girth. My tight tootsie can handle any size, let’s go 15 inches baby, I have no fear. Not only do I purchase to have some dirty fun at home but to take out, or in me into public places. Rolling up to bars, clubs you name it with a plug in my ass. I love pain and torture, this goes right up my sick alley.

So cum with me to the freak festival for some fun live music, exhibitionist sex fun, and of course dancing dirty baby. I wanna take you on a trip you’ll never wanna return home from. That rave that keeps on giving, so does my juicy wet tootsie when I’m turned the fuck on by some hot muscle men who look like they could throw a punch into my tight pussy and face, yum. This little festival trip about to be even more litty with a plug up my ass, going as a unicorn with such a long magical anal tail. I’m ready to go get my snatch ripped apart and shredded like chedder. 

I’m your fantasy fuck all glittered in gold….

Glittered all up in my see thru bodysuit with holes for my nipples and twat. My headlight turned all the way on pointed at the first cock ready to ravage me with wings on my back and plug in my shitter. I was ready to fly, buzz, get lifted and thrown.

The love room was packed and stacked with so many juicy cocks. I was so god damn wet as a whistle, my tiny bell swelled so fat, rubbing against my puffed out pussy lips.

He took me by surprise, turned and choked. The angry fuck of the bunch. Dragged me to a tree and spread my pretty pink wings. While he bitch slapped my face, called “me a stupid bitch”, and pulling my hair he shoving his cock straight up my tight clammy fanny. Soon there was more of them, a crowd formed. Pumping my pussy, plug swirling away, I splashed spewed and squirted before I flew away. Every god damn boy had his way with my oh so dreamy young puffy muff it never ended. 

All you wanted to do wanted to do was fuck my feet with your meat

Foot fetish phone sex

When I met you I thought you were a somewhat normal guy who loves a little torture on the side but I got lost in your sauce and your sick foot fetish. Given that your hot with a  massive muscle between your legs called me when I first laid eyes on you. My sweet little tootsie started to crumble to soiled wet pieces and I was ready to be your god damn evil sex slave.

You had such a sick set up and trapped me before I had any chance to escape. Drugging me in my own house and kidnapping me, nothing new for you! When I woke up my arms were above my head and my tits clamped. I was moaning and barely able to breathe with this gag in my mouth. “You’re such a little whore” you said to me while running your fingers down my body and slowly inserting them into my tight moist clam and bunghole at the same time. I squirmed and jumped but you push me right back down. “Stay still bitch” as you grabbed my feet with your other hand. As a ticklish bish I knew I didn’t have it in me to resist this hot desire. Getting my sweet tiny gaping pussy ripped apart as he’s got a hold on my toes.

Age play phone sex

He slowly inserts mechanical dildos into my ass and snatch, turning them on high as he sits at the end of the table. “I’m in complete control now”. He starts licking my feet, sticking each toe in his mouth one by one. I’m barely able to stand it, the pain of my tootsie ripping apart and my feet fill his cheeks.

He’s drooling and spitting completely covering the bottoms of my feet, then he whips out his cock and starts thrusting it in between my toes. “Harder harder” I mumble to him while starting to thrust my hips up and down enjoying the pain of my cuntie getting wrecked from the inside out. I’m oozing blood filled cum as he’s slamming my feet, smashing his mushroom tip against them.

He’s squeezing his filthy wet shaft on my feet, pushing them tightly together as he explodes gigantic cum shots on my tits, aiming right at my face. At the same time I blew out blooding lady drops soiling my thighs, I just love this shit.

I Show My Daddy Who’s Boss

Strap-on Phone Sex

Daddy never thought I’d make him play a little  strap-on phone sex game with me but I had him tied up ass in the air and I was ready to show him who really ruled this house when mommy was away. when daddy claimed to be straight I put a ring gag in his mouth I was just going to show him how his femdom daughter liked to play with all the boys. I spat on his asshole and started sliding my thick 12 inch strap-on in his tight little asshole.  I started sliding all the was in and all the way out again watching how his asshole gaped like a little slut hole. i laughed at him and told him he was my bitch in this strap-on phone sex game today and i was going to jack hammer his ass so hard he wouldn’t shit right for a week. His asshole bled a little as I fucked the shit out of his tight little anal gape slut hole. I laughed at him as his cock got hard and I made him cum all over the table he was tied to. then I made him do a little as to mouth and suck off all his ass juice from my strap-on. I laughed at him and left him tied up like that incase I wanted to use him again.

Cum be my favorite caller and fuck me dirty like daddy

 

Daddys Girl Phone Sex

My favorite calls are roleplay, the younger the better. I love being your little slut, niece or even young side bitch. I love how demanding you get on the phone, telling me to “scream when I cream” otherwise I get punished, bitch slapped and spanked. Those are naughty words that turn me the fuck on. Wanna be wild with your own offspring? Breed me and continue that love inestual family fuck fest as soon as I birth? The sicker the better baby, I’ve got no boundaries, nothing turns me off because I’m your freaky bitch.

You made me call you daddy when you called tonight honey, mmmm, makes my sweet teenage pussy leak when you dominate me. Let me hear you scream at me while I rub my swollen baby bell. Demanding I grab my massive BBC rubber machine for our call and sticking it in my tight little wet tootsie to tell you stories while I ride this massive beast in my chair. I’ll put the phone down and let you listen to those sultry slurping sounds as my tight cunt moistens.

Family fun phone sex

You ask me to tell you about how daddy and Uncle took my virginity and popped my bloody little cherry when I was a littleone. oooh, my favorite love story to tell. I can hear you stroking that shaft the deeper I get into how nasty his pecker dug. Daddy was the one who got the first bloody fecal come all over a his fat nubby shaft. Rubbing, grinding, wetting my whistle I go on and tell you more stories about how daddy and uncle held my knees to my chin and spread my legs wide open and took their turns dipping their big filthy dicks deep inside me making me whimper and cry while they stretched my bitty gap, so hot!

Even my brother used to joined in on this sick incestual family gang bang, smashing me all night long while mommy slept. You tell me again to stick this BBC up my asshole even harder, sitting on my ass, pushing it in, tapping my soiled leaky cervix.  As I tell you baby that my teenage creampie cooter fucked hundreds, such a filthy whore, I spewed spooge, blowing and busting on this rubber god deep in my clammy canals.

Serve my sloppy wet shredded snatch for thanksgiving

Bratty girl phone sex

Serve me up buttercup. Slice up the insides of my clammy wet snatch and serve me as the main dish. I wanna be winned and dinned and thrown out like the trash. I’m not good enough to bring to your holiday festivities. The little whore you bang and brutally beat on the side. No one can know your inner most devilish spirit that’s deep inside your heart, mind and fat girthy muscle between your legs.

I mean how could you show me off as arm candy when i’m usually torn, bruised red and raw after we’re banged. Assaulting my tight little tootsie is a way of life for us, your dirty little fucked up secret. You go home to your wife and kids after you’ve choked me out and left me on the side of the road no knowing if I’m dead or alive. I get off on this shit just as much as you do. I love it when you leave me covered in bloody cum and wrecked. My cunt oozing still from the last time you’ve violated my tight little clam.

Drugs and more drugs. You have a bad habit, not just your naughty secret but your love for snow and blow. Always having a bag when you pick me up for that car bang bust. Doing lines on my sloppy seeping snatch before you lick me up. Sticking your tongue deep down inside me as I sit on your face. We’re high as hell while your drinking my sweet succle tea.

Gobble gobble you swallow every part of me. Thanks giving just got better with me coating your throat. I can’t let you go until you force feed me your turkey throbbing for my cheeks. I love how you pull my hair and call me a “nasty fucking suck” as you make me go blue, almost passing out. This would work for you since you do me in and leave me on the side of the road, my favorite abusive way to get home. Don’t forget to slap and spank me, spit in my mouth and tell me “you deserve this”.