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Panty Boy Phone Sex and the Secrets of a Naughty Guy

Your a naughty boy with a Panty Boy Phone Sex fetish, aren’t you? Well, it is always good to come clean with mommy, that is with mommy Rita, at least. First of all I do have my own young little ladyboy also. In fact I have a total of three little pageant p princesses county my special guy. 

One thing I can certainly confess to is that I myself loves to wear panties. Well not only about wearing, but the many sexy ones out there I am obsessed with lingerie shopping especially in the panties. When I caught my daughters dressing their brother in panties I liked it. But I loved it when I realized one of the girls actually caught ladyboy in her panties. 

Panty Boy Phone Sex is a Lustful Pleasure

These types of fetishes usually start somewhere. And I am super curious to know how your panty fetish has started.  Sure, perhaps it is not so much a fetish as just what you prefer to wear. I understand all sides of a story and why I will be most welcoming for you. 

Panty Boy Phone Sex

One thing I have found to get my mommy pussy really wet is to rub clitty’s through panties of my fem panty boys. Perhaps that’s silly and all but I find it really kinky. I little rubbing, me squeezing that ass. All while whispering how much a sexy panty boy you are.

Furthermore I will be rubbing and squeezing at that clit as I taunt you about that sweet ass. Now a final reminded, my good little panty boys will always clarify if they like the dick or just being pretty. If you are just dressing and prefer sexy mommy to seduce you in your panties that is fucking hot. 

However if you want to play with my princesses or even just the ladyboy in their panties, that is totally acceptable. 

Toilet Slave Phone Sex I Do, But Piggies Need to Pay Up for the Pleasure

toilet slave phone sexUnfortunately, in the past, I did experience toilet slave phone sex as the toilet slave. However, now I get to experience it from a much different perspective. As a switch, I now dominate men too. And I do my best to avoid anyone who wants to piss on me. But over the weekend I went to the club. The club remained closed for eight days because of the weather.

The club needed help. And I knew I could help. Surprise, the club looked packed. Eight days is a long time to go without looking at pussy for some of these guys. We do get quite a few lonely hearts at the club. Some men, I feel badly for milking. But most guys know what happens in the club is not reality. We stroke egos so we can drain wallets. It’s an exchange.

However, we all get our lovelorn stalkers. But mostly we experience men who know the women in the club work for tips. And on Saturday night I met a new guy. Cliff. An out-of-town businessman. He looked so sophisticated and married. I could see the ring on his finger. He approached me with an offer. This man did not want me to blow him, give him a hand job or even fuck him in the VIP room. But he did want this GFE Phone sex babe to piss on him.

Money Talks. You Want to Be My Toilet Slave? Pay Up Piggie.

Dammit. Not that I mind pissing on a toilet slave for money. I just didn’t see this coming. A sexy older man did not want to fuck me. He wanted humiliation. But once he pulled his pants down in the VIP room, I understood why. This man stood over 6 feet tall, but his cock appeared closer to 3 inches. How sad for him. How sad for women.

But I got the sense that this man understood he didn’t measure up. No stripper would want to fuck him for any amount of money. Mostly true. I know I wouldn’t. First, I pissed on his cock and balls, slapping his tiny dick and laughing. This poor man appeared to be all potatoes with no meat. He offered me a few extra thousand dollars to piss right on his face. So, I did it. I squatted my superior pussy and ass right over this loser’s face and forced him to drink my pee.

Then I used his face as human toilet paper. I made him lick me up and down to ensure he got every drop. This man bought the VIP room for two hours. And I chugged lemonade out of one of those power water jugs so I could supply him with an endless amount of urine. Usually, I send guys home from the VIP room smelling like my pussy. I turn them into glazed doughnuts, not a toilet. But money talks.

This phone sex babe won’t do anything for money. But that’s because I do possess some standards. However, I’m not too proud to ignore an offer to turn a man into my toilet slave. I find it fun and often profitable. Do you want to be my potty slave?

Voyeur Phone Sex Watching People Fuck

Voyeur phone sexI am a voyeur phone sex whore. Watching or getting watched fucking. It doesn’t matter, I love it all! When I know people are watching me have sex, whether it’s in public or on camera for a porn video, my arousal levels go through the roof! There’s something incredibly hot about putting on a show and knowing that others find pleasure in what we’re doing together.

The Party Whore

The memories that come to mind are or me being naked at a party while sucking dick in front of everyone. Slobber running down my mouth as I am on my knees sucking cock.  The girls start scoffing but that may be because their boyfriends were coming over watching.  Some of them started getting their cocks out. It’s like my naked body and slutty mouth were magnets and they didn’t care if they left their single.  That’s how powerful my whoreness is thrilling. I think the first time I did this, I broke up 4 couples that night because their boyfriends joined in the gangbang despite their girlfriends hysterically crying and begging them just to leave.

I always got a kick out of screaming “Yes cum in me baby” when their girls were still there.  That one sure got a reaction!

The same thing at parties or when I just get horny and start fucking at the park in broad daylight. I literally get off knowing people are seeing me be a whore. I love any and every time I getting railed is also super exciting to me. The idea of everyone seeing my body bounce up and down as I take cock after cock makes my pussy wet with anticipation. And if there happens to be cum flowing out of it throughout the night…well, that just adds another layer of taboo fun!

I love how vulnerable this kind of situation can make us both feel – exposed but empowered by our desires. It creates an intense connection between partners where anything goes because no one else matters except for each other’s pleasure during those moments under scrutiny from strangers around us who share similar interests.

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?

Party Girls Phone Sex is For The Best Pussy

Party Girls Phone Sex is a good time. And that best pussy I flaunt about is about that tight pink pussy. Obviously I am talking about little girl pussy, and mommy pussy. The best pussy is tight pussy. And this tight pussy is wet, pink and delicious.

First off let me tell you the back story. That story is one that’s off the charts for some. But it’s a total true story. It’s about how much cock I enjoyed in my younger days and even had made my way off with mama’s drug dealers and taking that money for my own.

Then I got knocked up. And I was a young thing barefoot and preggos. But that made me love to be a party freak even more. Truth is I would fuck men even while breastfeeding. What’s ever so hotter is them cumming in that little tit sucking mouth.

Obviously it makes my daughter and myself filthy little cum sluts. And I bet you want at some of this kinky hotness as well!

Party Girls Phone Sex

Phone Sex Fetish Calls Let Us Explore New Things

phone sex fetishLet’s enjoy an adult beverage and talk about your phone sex fetish. So, I read an article recently that said some researcher in the field of human sexuality compiled a list of over 550 types of sexual fetishes. They call them paraphilias which simply means non-normal sexual interests. But who decides what’s normal, right? I think any sexual fetish feels normal if it’s our sexual fetish. And what’s the harm. Why do people feel the need to kink shame.

I don’t kink shame. Perhaps we all have them. But the other night, a friend and I looked over this fast list of different sexual fetishes. Now some of them makes we knew about like foot fetishes, attraction to transgender folks, BDSM, smoking and voyeurism. Things like that. But we found some we never even heard of. Did you know that there’s a sexual fetish for clowns. Like people want to fuck clowns or fuck while dressed as a clown. I think Poltergeist and It ruined me for the fetish decades ago, LOL

And there’s also a fetish for armpits. Like men want to fuck and cum in an armpit. I’m not judging. But I am curious if there’s anybody out there who reads my blogs who wants to fuck my armpit or fuck me dressed as a clown.

Trust Me, I Don’t Kink Shame. I’d Like to Explore Some Fetishes With  You

My girlfriend and I drank a couple bottles of wine and started reading over all the sexual fetishes. Some of them freaked us out a little bit, but that’s just because a fetish towards insects would likely result in a heart attack for me. We read a story about a guy who could only fuck his girlfriend when he covered her in bugs. Not only would I piss myself, but I’d likely experience a heart attack if even one insect crawled across my stomach.

You think you’re wild and kinky until you read stories about unique fetishes. My girlfriend strips like I do, but she doesn’t do phone sex. And I’ve talked to guys with all sorts of different fetishes and I’ve experienced some in the VIP room at the club too. So, we swapped stories.

 I told her about this one guy that would come into the VIP room, and he wanted me to masturbate him with balloons. Yes, you read that correctly. Balloons. He liked to rub his cock on them and while he did that, I would pop the balloons, but he wouldn’t know when. And almost every time I popped the balloon he spontaneously came.

What is Your Weirdest Fetish?

My fellow stripper bestie told me about this guy that used to pay her so he could fuck her in his bathtub full of Jell-O. We Jell-O wrestled before at the club. Back before Covid, once in a blue moon the club would host a Jell-O wrestling night. I just thought maybe because it seemed less messy than mud wrestling. But it is a popular fetish. Jelly fetishism. Which means a person derives sexual gratification from gelatinous substances like jelly or slime on their bodies.

Personally, I wrote down a few fetishes that sounded a little interesting to me. I’m down to explore new things. Plus, I enjoy exploring fetishes with my callers. Fetish phone sex calls help us explore in a safe environment new and intriguing things. So, who wants to explore some new things with me?

Sensual Domination Phone Sex Dana For Best Fucking Pleasure

Sensual Domination Phone SexWhen I first started this, I never imagined that the lines between control and connection would blur so damn fast. I thought I’d just be another voice in your ear, but now, I’m your property, and I’ve never felt more alive. Our Sensual Domination Phone Sex sessions were just the beginning, but tonight, I’m not behind a screen… I’m right here on your leather couch, waiting to be used.

I’m falling for you in the most twisted, beautiful way. I love being your little slut, your pet, your slave. As you look down at me, I can see that hunger in your eyes that makes my thighs ache. You grab my hair, tilting my head back, and I’m already soaking through my lace. “Please,” I whimper, “take what’s yours.” You don’t hesitate. You flip me over, pressing my face into the cushions. 

I love the way the cold leather feels against my heat as you pull my hips up. When you slide inside me, I lose my mind. You go balls deep immediately, stretching me out until I’m screaming your name into the sofa. Every thrust is a reminder that I belong to you, body and soul.  The friction is intense, a raw, primal rhythm that makes my head spin. I can feel your pulse against my back, the sheer weight of you pinning me down as you claim me over and over.

I’m addicted to the way you command me. You flip me onto my back, your hands gripping my thighs so hard they’ll leave bruises I’ll treasure tomorrow. I wrap my legs around your waist, pulling you closer, wanting every inch of you. “I love you,” I whisper, and I mean it, even as you’re pounding into me with a relentless force that makes me see stars. The buildup is unbearable. I can feel the tension snapping in my core as you pick up the pace, your breath hot against my neck. “Fill me up,” I beg, “I want it all.” You don’t hold back. 

As I hit my peak, my pussy walls clenching around your hard cock, I feel you hit yours. You pull out just in time, and I watch with greedy eyes as you let out a groan, sending thick ropes of cum spraying all over my chest. It’s the ultimate mark of your ownership. I lie there, covered in you, my heart racing as the fate of our passion settles. This is the best fucking pleasure I’ve ever known. I’m your slave, your lover, and I’m never letting go.

Hot Ass Sex and Swallowing Sperm are What Married Men Want the Most From Me

hot ass sexAs a sexy BBW, I enjoy hot ass sex too. And I discover that a lot of my married lovers seem curious about anal sex. Porn today includes a lot of anal sex scenes. But I think most wives don’t give up their booty. I’m not sure why. Maybe fears over feeling dirty. Or fear that it will hurt. Both valid concerns. I’ll admit the first time a man wanted to explore anal sex with me, I shut him down. I shut the next two men down too.

However, the fourth man, I decided could pop my anal cherry. By that time anal sex seemed more frequent in porn and a little more common place sexually. And I just decided how would I know if I didn’t like it, if I didn’t try it. That married man treated me gently.

We used plenty of lube and he took his time. I practiced my breathing, which seems to be the trick to it all. If your lover exhibits patience and gentleness with you, you practice your deep breathing, and you both use plenty of lube, anal sex does not feel bad. Although I do prefer a cock in my wet bald pussy, I occasionally enjoy anal sex.

And the two biggest things that married men ask of me include anal sex, and swallowing their seed. I’ve always swallowed, however. It just seems rude to spit it out. I look at cum as a gift a man gives me. And spitting it out would be a sign that I didn’t like my gift. I’m not a rude mistress. So, I always swallow and now I always give up the booty too. Two things wives never seem to do. And one of the reasons I’m a popular mistress.

Two Things Wives Don’t Do But a Mistress Does: Swallow Your Sperm with a Smile and Take Your Cock in Her Ass

John came over last night on his way home from work. We did not have much time because his wife would likely send out the calvary if he came home much past his normal time. But we made the best of it. His stamina seems off the charts. He challenged me. But it was all fun and games because he knows my skills.

 I’ve been his mistress for almost a decade at this point. And I accept any challenge tossed my way. So, he gave me one hour to make him cum twice. Once with my mouth and once with my ass.

Easy. I blew him and in less than five minutes, he blew chunks down the back of my throat. I used my talented tits and mouth and hands to make him erect again quickly. Within 10 minutes, my married lover sported a fucking hard cock again. And this time we settled on a hardcore ass fucking to make him nut again. Lots of lube, me in the downward dog position smushing my tits into my rug and he nutted again. He gave me an hour, but I completed the task in 30 minutes.

Wives do not make you cum twice in 30 minutes. That’s something only the mistress succeeds at. If you want a woman who will swallow your cum, bring you back to life to fuck her ass, then you need a mistress not a wife.

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.

A Wet Bald Pussy and Rug Burns are the Hallmark of a Drug Addicted Mommy

wet bald pussyI’ve enjoyed a wet bald pussy all week. And that’s thanks to mother nature and my own horny sons. All this extreme cold and ice resulted in no school all week. Good thing I saw the forecast and stocked up on enough cocaine so I could keep up with these boys. And their friends too. A lot of boys live in walking distance to our house. It’s both a blessing and a curse. Mostly a blessing because I usually can keep up with them. However, I view it as a curse if I do not have enough cocaine to keep up.

I’ve learned from the past that when mother nature predicts a major blizzard, I need to hustle my fucking ass to make sure I can be snowed in with enough blow. It’s mother‘s little helper. And I’m glad I had plenty because yesterday my two sons and their three friends wore the fuck out of me, but in a good way. My husband went out of town for business and got trapped. He can’t catch a flight until Saturday. So, all week I’ve been able to party out in the open. My sons don’t care that I party. And their friends don’t care either.

My boys and their friends know I’m a drugs phone sex mommy. And that I fuck better high. However, my husband thinks I gave up the nose candy years ago. Just because he cut me off financially from his bank account does not mean I gave up cocaine. I just got savvy. No woman needs to pay for her drug addiction. Not when she can trade her fuck holes. Pussy and ass become legal tender to drug dealers.

A Drug Addicted Mommy Prepares to Be Snowed in With Horny Boys

As I did the lines of cocaine off a mirror in the living room, my son and their friends gangbanged me. Rapid fire boy dicks, one after another rabbit fucked my pussy and ass. I always let them choose which hole they want to fuck. And they play musical holes. I think they just enjoy fucking any warm wet hole on a mature, sexy woman. Perhaps I got too high. This morning, I discovered wicked rug burns on my knees. Like I did not know I could get rug burns this bad. Badge of honor I suppose for a dirty mommy phone sex whore.

Although the same boys plan on fucking me all day today too, I informed them they would need to fuck me on my back in my bed so I could heal my battered knees. I’m in my 40s now and I still love to fuck. And I love to party too. Mother nature can keep my boys home from school next week too if she wants. I still have plenty of cocaine to keep up with horny, teenage boys and my wicked callers too.