Category: Submissive Phone Sex

Guided Masturbation with Elaina Because I love Hearing You Stroke It!

Guided Masturbation

Guided Masturbation with me is not soft or sweet, it’s all about the control I have over you.

It’s up to me when I decide when you cum.

You will do exactly as I say and stroke your cock exactly as I demand you to do.

You wait for my every spoken word, pausing when I pause and speeding up when I say to.

I want to hear you pant and moan, whimpering into my ear about how well you can follow my instructions.

You will always wait for my permission before you touch yourself somewhere new.

I said you could stroke your cock, not fondle your balls.

I want to hear you beg, beg to stroke faster, because you can’t handle it anymore.

In fact, I want to hear you beg me to let you cum.

Only when I hear desperation will I finally let you erupt. 

 

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Playing with My Wet Bald Pussy with Teen Cum Inside of It

wet bald pussyI enjoy playing with my wet bald pussy on calls. Today was the last spring break day. Well, they will be home this weekend too. They don’t technically go back to school until Monday. But this was the last school day off. So, I spent the morning in a marathon fuck session with my two sons and two of their best friends. By the time I started work, my pussy felt sloppy. Like dripping wet.

But a whore like me knows a sloppy wet cunt is the Hallmark of a good mother. My own mother taught me that as a schoolgirl. I talk to so many guys who enjoy mommy phone sex calls but never got to fuck their own mommy. That makes me sad. I think every boy should fuck his mother. My boys know how lucky they are. And their friends often get jealous, which is why my boys know they can bring me any of their friends. I’ll take care of them too.

That’s what I did this morning. I woke up with four teenage boys in the house. And those four teenage boys woke up with wood. So, before I did a line of cocaine, before I used the bathroom and before I even brushed my teeth I took care of young cocks. Just like my mother raised me to do. She told me that I would not be doing my motherly duties if I let a hard cock go untouched in my presence. And since I pride myself on being a good, I just started grabbing a cock and sucking.

Mommy Loves Spending the Day in Bed with Her Sons and Their Friends

Before long, I swallowed four cocks down my throat. Then I got out of bed, made them breakfast so that they could have the energy to fuck me and I did a few lines of cocaine so I would have the energy to fuck them. We went back into my bedroom and we played musical holes. That might be their favorite game. The hole they begin fucking is not always the same hole they cum inside.

So, I ended up messy to say the least. Cum oozed out of my pussy. Some cum in my hair. Cum on my tits. So, when I started my phone sex line for the day, I still felt young cum in my pussy to play with and eat. I’m going to be sad when my boys go back to school on Monday. It’s been great waking up with them and their friends every day this week. Starting my day off with a nice load of cum in every hole. But I know you horny boys will take care of me when they go back to school.

Gang Bang Phone Sex Whore Blair Handles Two Cocks in Her Ass

gang bang phone sexGang bang phone sex happens more than you think. I know I look like a soccer mom. And I am a soccer mom. But I like to party. In my community, I developed a reputation as the party mom amongst the teenage boys. Anytime my sons invite friends over, I know I can be a gangbang whore. And sometimes I need to be a gangbang whore to score some coke.

My Thursday night ritual involves doing some nasty things to score mommy ‘s little helper. But I’m not always sure what anybody plans for me when I go seeking drugs. And last night to score a bag of cocaine, the dealer I saw required me to service him and his friends. Just not one at a time. They all pounced on me like hungry vultures when I walked in the door.

My gut told me to run, but I decided to let them use me. I counted six men. Three holes and two hands would mean I needed to double up in a hole. And of course, my ass got the double dick. Now that felt like a hardcore ass fucking. Two grown men with big dicks, stretching, and gaping my asshole. They stretched me out, gaped my holes almost beyond their capacity.

Being a Druggy Whore and a Dirty Mommy Gives My Ass a Workout

I earned my cocaine last night. When I left, cum oozed out of my holes and started to saturate the car seat. Not the first time. When I got home, I told myself I would take a bath, pop some Tylenol, smoke a little weed and go to bed. However, when I arrived home, I discovered my boys invited some friends over to play video games. When I walked in the door looking like a train wreck, those boys looked at me the same way those men did.

Being a dirty drugs phone sex mommy puts me in a lot of compromising positions. I stood before these young horny boys smelling like a cum dumpster. How could I expect them to just ignore me? They pounced on me too. Six boys including my sons. Same number as earlier in the night. I just prayed that my asshole only received one cock. But no such luck. Two teenage boys teamed up to double penetrate my asshole once again.

Ass sex is common with me. However, getting two cocks in my ass at once on two separate occasions in the same night does not happen often. And my asshole feels like it might pay for that decision today. As I tell you about what a dirty whore I felt like last night, I’m sitting on a bag of frozen peas to heal my battered butt hole. But always I have some good cocaine to ease the pain.

2 Girl Phone Sex with Jacqueline Rubbing Dana Sexy Thighs

2 Girl Phone Sex

2 girl phone sex is the only way I truly get to explore my most primal, submissive urges, especially when I have a gorgeous girl like Jacqueline right here with me. I’ve always been the type of girl who thrives under the gaze of a man who knows exactly what he wants, and today, our caller has some very specific, very delicious demands. He’s obsessed with the way our legs look and feel, and honestly, I can’t blame him. 

I’m sitting here on the edge of the bed, feeling the cool air on my skin as Jacqueline kneels between my knees. She’s so obedient, always waiting for me to give her the signal to start pleasing our guests. I love the power of being watched while I submit to his fantasies. I’m currently wearing the sheerest black stockings I could find, the kind that stay up with a lacy silicone grip that digs just slightly into my skin. 

Jacqueline is looking up at me with those big, cute eyes of hers, already breathless. She’s rocking those famous Christian Louboutin heels… the ones with the blood red soles that drive men absolutely insane. The contrast of her sharp, dangerous heels against my soft, stocking clad legs is enough to make anyone lose their mind. This stocking fetish phone sex session is just getting started, and I can already feel myself getting damp as she starts to slowly rub my thighs, her palms sliding over the nylon with a soft, shushing sound.

“Do you like how they feel, Jacqueline?” I whisper into the phone, my voice dropping into that low, seductive tone I know our caller loves. Jacqueline nods eagerly, her fingers tracing the seam of my stockings. “Oh yes, Dana,” she chirps in her sweet, obedient voice. “They’re so silky. I bet he wants to feel them against his face right now.” She’s so right. Our caller doesn’t just want to watch; he wants to own us. 

He demanded that we both give him the very panties we’re wearing right now… the ones that are currently soaked with our sweet pussy scents… so he can keep them all for himself. I lean back, letting out a soft moan as Jacqueline’s hands move higher, her Louboutins clicking against the floor as she adjusts her position to get a better grip on my hips. 

I’m a total slave to this feeling, a workhorse meant to be ridden and used until I’m spent. I don’t need a boring virgin boy; I need a man who understands that my body is a tool for his pleasure. I want to be used recklessly and left breathless. If you want to hear Jacqueline’s cute little gasps as I command her to rub me harder, you need to join us for cheap phone sex.

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Submissive Phone Sex Mommy Blair Fucks for Cocaine

submissive phone sexI am a submissive phone sex mommy. But I am not always just submissive with my sons. Sometimes mommy gets herself in trouble with other people so she can get some coke money. Marcus, my usual dealer, went out of town. Although he hooked me up with a decent size bag of cocaine before he left, I went through it quickly. It’s amazing how high I get and how well I can still function. But without cocaine, I barely function at all.

So, I told my sons mommy needed to get her medicine and I left the house. Now I thought at worst maybe I would endure some rough sex. However, the dealer had something else in mind for us. He did not show any desire to fuck me. But he clearly seemed like the type of guy to enjoy extreme bondage phone sex sessions.

He dangled a big bag of cocaine in front of me and told me to do as I’m told if I want the cocaine. So, I took a deep breath and let him tie me up with my legs suspended in the air and spread in such a way that it would be easy for someone to dislocate my leg or hip.

I told myself I could survive this. Because it’s amazing, I’m still alive. Some days I think I just might have nine lives. While tied up, this man took pictures of me. But he did more than that. He whipped me with a flogger, leaving welts all over my body.

Being a Submissive Whore is How I Earn My Coke

And he did not show any desire to fuck me in a traditional sense. However, he did not mind using a wine bottle to sodomize my ass. Good thing I can take a lot of big black cock in my ass and a few boy cocks at the same time too. That served me well when this guy rammed the bottle in my ass.

I quickly learned to lower my threshold of pain. He wanted me to act like I enjoyed it all for the camera. But I don’t think he realized who he tied up. I’m a fucking super whore. So, I just played my part and acted like less of a pain slut than normal so I could collect my coke and go back and fuck my sons properly. My boys of course noticed the marks on my body, but I think they felt too horny to treat me gently. They waited hours for me to return to take care of them. So of course, they pounced on me the moment I walked in the front door.

Like vultures descending on a wounded rabbit they swarmed in, and each took a hole. My oldest boy fucked my ass while his brother fucked my pussy. And they turned me into a mommy whore sandwich. Mommy phone sex sluts appear to be like those old Timex watches. We take a licking, but we keep on ticking. This mommy knows how to handle herself. And I might just have the highest pain threshold of anybody in this world.

Guided Masturbation Calls I Enjoy But I Learned Not to Give My Sons Control of My Sex Machine

guided masturbationI enjoy guided masturbation. You might be surprised at the variety of sex toys I own. From hundreds of dildos and vibrators to butt plugs and anal beads. Hell, I own restraints and nipple clamps too. And recently I bought a sex machine. My sons encouraged the lavish purchase. These things are expensive. But they saw one in a porno and wanted to watch mommy do lines of coke while the machine fucked me.

So that’s what we did Friday night. We tried out my newest purchase. And I let my sons pretend to direct the film. They could instruct me on my position and angle. Even the speed they could control. This new baby of mine comes with a remote control. And this mommy phone sex whore should have known that giving the remote to teenage boys would not be the smart thing to do.

Mommy Gives Her Sons a Show with Her New Sex Machine

But right off the bat they put that thing on turbo speed. My entire body started to convulse. I couldn’t even steady myself enough to snort a line a cocaine. But I got better. I braced myself on the side of the bed and put my face down on my little mirror and snorted that way. No rolled-up dollar bill or straw because I couldn’t steady myself enough for that. At least not at turbo speed. My sons operated the remote control like it belonged to one of those remote electronic cars they played in their younger years.

I tried to tell them I’m not a toy. But I think to them I am a toy. A mommy fuck doll. They would not turn that thing down. Pretty sure there might be skid marks on the inside of my pussy from that warp speed they used. And I’m not sure if I pissed or if the machine gave me a hot squirting pussy because my juice flew out of my pussy drenching my sheets.

But I learned a very valuable lesson. Do not give my sons carte blanche control of my sex machine because they will brutalize my pussy. They will dehydrate me. And they will leave skid marks on the inside of the very pussy that gave them life. But who am I fooling. I like it rough. Cock or sex machine either way I still enjoy a hard fuck.

Young Bald Pussy Dana Patiently Waits For You To Fuck Her

Young Bald PussyI’ve been sitting here in the quiet of my room for what feels like hours, just listening for the sound of your footsteps in the hallway. My heart starts racing the moment I hear the floorboards creak, and I can’t help the way my breath hitches in anticipation of you finally being here. I’ve spent all afternoon preparing for this, ensuring every inch of my Young Bald Pussy is smooth and sensitive, just the way you like it.

 Every time I caught my reflection in the mirror, all I could think about was the look in your eyes when you finally see how much I’ve been wanting you. I know I’m just a girl with a massive crush, but it feels like so much more than that when I’m waiting for you. My skin feels electric, like it’s humming with a need that only you can quiet.

 I’ve been a very good girl, staying exactly where you told me to, but the patience is starting to wear thin because my body is practically screaming for your touch. I want you to walk through that door and realize that I am completely yours to do with as you please. When you finally step into the room, I want to see that dominant spark in your gaze, while you force inside my tight yummy cunt.

I want you to see how much I’ve been craving this… how I’ve been dreaming of the moment you finally decide to lose your temper with me and just take what’s yours. I don’t want a gentle evening; I want you to pull me close and make me forget my own name. I’ve been dying for you to just claim me, to fill the void that’s been growing since the last time we were together.

The air in the room feels heavy now, thick with the kind of tension that makes it hard to breathe. I’m looking up at you, my eyes wide and pleading, hoping you can read every dirty, desperate thought running through my head. I’ve prepared myself to be your perfect canvas. Every stroke of your hand and every command you give is going to be etched into my memory.

So please, Master, don’t make me wait another second. I’m right here, perfectly groomed and completely surrendered. I’ve been a patient girl for long enough, and now I just need you to show me exactly how much you’ve missed me too. I’m ready for you to take over, to drown out the rest of the world, and to finally give me the release I’ve been dreaming of all day long.

Age Play Phone Sex Makes My Pussy and Ass Wet

age play phone sexAge play phone sex I welcome anytime. As a dirty mom I love those young boys. And they love me. I’m a sexy milf who loves to party. And I’m greedy for a boy cock and boy cum.

My boys decided to have a sleepover this weekend. High school sports, the outdoor ones, seem done for the season. And they get bored and want to play on Friday nights. Although they love staying home and fucking mommy, they also like inviting their friends over to fuck mommy. According to my sons, I make them popular.

So, mommy enjoyed a gang bang phone sex weekend. None of those boys wanted to go home yesterday. They wanted to keep on fucking this milf pussy. And since it appeared, I finally purchased enough below to keep up with 10 horny teenage boys, I didn’t want them to go home. Yesterday, I just wanted more of the hair of the dog that bit me.

And some of those older boys treated me like their personal slave which I enjoyed. I remember at one point the boys started to play video games, and I licked their butt holes and taints while they played. Honestly, not many young boys let me lick their ass, but this weekend ten who begged for me to do it.

Mommy Enjoys Weekends at Home Letting Teen Boys Gang Bang Her

Mommy is an ass licker. Those boys wanted to eat my ass too. I think they just worked themselves up to fucking me in the ass too. Friday night they stayed in my pussy or my mouth. But by Saturday morning they wanted to ram their cocks deep in my tight asshole.

Makes sense. My ass remains my tightest hole. Some of the boys treated me more roughly than my own sons. Which again not a complaint, just an observation. I love it when young boys pull my hair and slap my ass while fucking my ass balls deep also.

I think today I feel dehydrated from all the fucking and partying I enjoyed. But this phone sex mommy still wants to party and fuck. The bonus boys went home a little while ago, but they did leave my ass and pussy filled with cum. And my sons are still here to enjoy their mommy whore. I love winter weekends because the boys just want to stay inside and fuck me.

Guided Masturbation makes me a public slut

guided masturbationGuided masturbation always intrigued me, but I cannot believe he convinced me to do this… Sitting in the restaurant waiting for the appetizers, I can’t help but squirm…

Who can blame me? I have a vibrator in my pussy and a butt plug in my ass! He must’ve noticed me squirm a little bit, because he smirks and grabs his phone.

I brace for the vibration, but there’s nothing…the vibrator turns off and I look up at him expectantly. He laughs loudly, exclaiming “oh my god you should see your face!” I blush as the other patrons turn to look at me.

Making eye contact with our server, I moan abruptly and look down, embarrassed and flustered as the vibrator shakes my pussy at full blast. “Holy fuck, I’m gonna cum,” I think to myself as I look back at my boyfriend.

Smiling and gesturing the flustered waiter over, he asks for some refills. God, I can’t even look at him now… Just as he grabs my glass, we lock eyes–and the vibrator stirs even faster now.

I whimper and bite my lip, finishing in my panties quietly and squirming back and forth. My boyfriend laughs to himself, turning it off and petting my leg under the table. He leans forward to whisper to me, “good girl.” I shudder in anticipation of my “reward” later, as I can’t wait for him to fill me up properly. Thinking about feeling him fuck me in the ass and filling me with his cum has me even more red and wet.

He palms my pussy under the table and I pretend to drop something from my purse. As I lean down and look underneath the table, I blush due to the massive boner in front of me. I wish I could get on my knees and suck his cock right now, but god, I’m already so embarrassed…I guess guided masturbation IS a kink of mine!

Erotic Hypnosis Phone Sex with Dana in White Sexy Fishnets

Erotic Hypnosis Phone Sex

I speak softly because I know you’re listening. The room feels still, like it’s holding its breath for us. I let the silence stretch, just enough to make you lean in, just enough to make your thoughts slow and settle where I want them. Erotic Hypnosis Phone Sex isn’t about tricks or commands… it’s about attention, about the way a voice can guide you somewhere delicious without ever touching you.

I tell you what I’m wearing, not because I have to, but because I want the image to bloom in your mind. White fishnets, clean and deliberate, tracing my legs like a secret meant only for you. I’ll let you imagine the contrast… soft skin, precise lines, restraint wrapped around desire. I know you appreciate the details. Men like you always do.

You’ve had everything handed to you all day… numbers, people, outcomes. With me, it’s different. I don’t take control abruptly. I earned it. I guide you to sit back, to breathe slower, to notice how easy it feels to follow the sound of my voice. Each word lands exactly where it should, calm and confident, like I’ve always known you’d end up here.

I don’t rush you. I describe the way I move, unhurried, aware of how powerful patience can be. I let my tone dip when I want your focus, rise when I want your imagination to work harder. You’re not being told what to feel… you’re discovering it, moment by moment, as if the thoughts were yours all along.

I remind you that this is your space to let go. No performance. No expectations. Just sensation and suggestion, layered gently until your body responds before your mind catches up. I can hear it in the way you react, in the pauses between your words. You like being here, in this quiet intensity, where control feels like comfort.

I lean into the fantasy, not with excess, but with precision. A glance held too long. A promise implied instead of spoken. The subtle thrill of knowing someone understands exactly how you want to be seen… and how you want to surrender.

I then lower my voice again, everything feels warmer, slower, deeper, sexier. I don’t need to tell you what comes next. You’re already there, following easily, because you want to. And I stay with you in that moment, steady and composed, until you’re ready to open your eyes and realize how far you’ve gone… guided only by a voice you chose to trust.