Tag: Blackmail Phone Sex

Mature Phone Sex whore does you dirty for Krampus.

 Mature Phone Sex          Mature Phone sex whore does you dirty for Krampus. Fuck Santa, who cares about the elf on the shelf. By all means be good for the little ones, me I like the idea of doing you dirty for Krampus. One touch. Make it a good one. For the most part going to make that one touch matter. Next it will be harder. You know exactly how Krampus likes it. You like it too.

            In fact, you like it so very much that you are willing to get dirty and nasty. Be filthy. Burn the elf on the shelf. Take me like the dirty whore I am. Bend me over. Fuck me up the ass. Pound that beefsteak between the ass cheeks. Get it covered in my shit orgasm and then cram it down my fucking throat.

            Next, I will sit on your face, piss down your throat. After all, they say the reindeer like piss, and it will bring them around. Bit the clit as I suck on your cock. Oh, to be sure I will bite the weenie with relish.

            On the positive side, we will have our Furry Friends Phone Sex play time. All the reindeer lining up in a row. Wanting to have their furry friend cocks sucked by a freaky whore. Before long going to be doing the dirty and screaming for Krampus to cum for us tonight. Cover us in his semen.

            Dripping down, licking it up. Do the dirty for Krampus.

Married Men Phone Sex the gift that keeps giving.

Married Men Phone Sex            Married Men Phone Sex the gift that keeps giving. Now you got the married men, who like the young ones, maybe has a mistress. In fact, there could be a cougar in the mix. What we do know is when winter is here, as is now, married men face the chance of being caught cheating. After all, the young and horny like to get the dick wet.

            Poke a hole here, poke a cunt there. Here a cunt, there a cunt, every where a cunt. Oh, to be sure there are many cunts, pussies, and pokers to be had. Suddenly the old bat wants a spin. Will you be jolly and not get caught.

            This cougar knows about the Cheating Phone Sex rules. The first rule to remember is don’t get caught. For if you do, then it could mean your dick isn’t getting wet. That schlong will be all alone. Next, find a slut that keep the mouth shut or around the head.           

            After all, keeping the mouth full keeps it from spilling the secrets. Maybe some seeds will get out but know that with a bare pussy that bitch is well used. Grass doesn’t grow on a sidewalk. A big bush doesn’t mean a silent whore.

            Finally, I know the rules of Blackmail. For even the best sluts know how to blackmail married men into losing it all.

Edge Play Phone Sex never cum until I say.

           Edge Play Phone Sex never cum until I say. Never. Ever. After all, you want to wait. You want the cum to last forever and ever. One load, bigger than all the rest. I will bring you to the brink. Let’s simmer. Moan, plead, until you can’t stand it any longer. Then and only then will I let you cum down from it, just to bring you right back to the brink.

            The edge of the world is where I am putting you. Now, and forever. Not going to cum until I say. Domination is what I do. Teasing you and then denying you. All until I am ready for you to cum.  Tease & Denial Phone Sex makes the edging so much better.

            Believe me. As a cougar, a mother, a tease, a slut among other things one thing I know about is being a whore and knowing how to edge you to the brink. Bring you down just to make you hard all over again.

            From time to time, it becomes necessary to involve the dominatrix side of me being a mean bitch of a whore. Do as you’re told and nothing bad will happen. Don’t and well Blackmail is such an ugly word oh so perfect.

            In summary if you are looking to be edged, with a side of denial from a dominatrix blackmailing bitch then you got the right whore.

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Coin Jerk: Adrianna’s Financial Domination

Financial Domination Phone Sex

Hey, money slaves! It’s Adrianna, the financial dominatrix who owns your soul—and your wallet.

Your meager cash is no match for my exquisite taste in luxury. I’ll suck you dry like a Runtime: parasitic housewife. I love the feeling of power that courses through me as I relieve you of your hard-earned cash. Each swipe of your card sends shivers down my thighs. You’re but a mere financial disciple, furthering my expensive habits and feeding my insatiable shopping addiction. 

Whether it’s Louis V or Chanel, I deserve to indulge in the finest things in life—and your wallet is my enabler. You’ll send me those six digits, praying for a glimpse of dolly sweetness. But remember, in this game, the house always wins. I’ll empty your accounts, max out your cards, and sell your possessions on the black market. You’re just a walking ATM to me.So, beg me for a chance to serve me, your wallet forever lighter, and your cock dripping in premature shame. 

Financial domination—where your money goes down, and my clit goes up! 

Panty Boy Phone Sex Pervert Caught Cumming in My Panties

Panty Boy Phone Sex Pervert Caught Cumming in My Panties, and in my daughters panties. Little girl panties are always a hot topic with a couple of my guys. And so when I asked what this Matt was going to do with little Emily’s panties he told me.

As a bit of a surprise I left out a pair of my SpongeBob square pants panties. Year they are totally little girl panties but they are mine. My dirty worn, cunt juice and anal sex juice stained panties. And guess what?! This pervert collected them from the hamper and started to sniff and suck on the crotch of these tight little girl panties.

Now that I caught this pervert red handed I showed him the difference between little Emily’s panties and mine. In fact I made him put both pairs on his face to sniff and jerk off.

What a little pervert gooner this dude is. Obviously Matt is a total jerk off and guess what? I bet there are a couple of guys named Matt that think I am writing about him!? Ha ha… perhaps it is about you, jerk off. Perhaps not. Just understand little Emily is not happy with you right now.

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Blackmail Phone Sex is just the start of our fun piggy

Blackmail Phone Sex Blackmail Phone Sex is just the start of our fun piggy!  I can’t help but chuckle at the thought of the pathetic souls who dare to cross my path. They come to me, these weak-willed men, seeking a release from their mundane lives, a taste of the forbidden fruit that I so readily offer. And oh, how they beg for more.

I have a knack for getting exactly what I want. And what I want is to see you grovel, to see you squirm, to see you reduced to a blubbering mess at my feet. And I will get it, one way or another.

I am the one pulling the strings. I am the one who decides when you get to come, and when you don’t. I am the one who decides when you get to speak, and when you must remain silent. And I am the one who decides when it’s time for me to expose you for the desperate, filthy loser that you are.

Because yes, my dear, you are lucky to be under my feet. You are lucky to have me grace you with my presence, to allow you to bask in the warmth of my stilettos. And you will be even luckier when I decide to unleash the full force of my dominance upon you. Cock control is mine, and the humiliation will never stop. 

 

Thursday Night Didn’t Happen…

Barely Legal Phone SexDon’t you wanna forgot Thursday night?… The barely legal phone sex calls had you hard but sweating. Halloween night and they you are calling me up to discuss drugs phone sex, all of em. Grannies taking coke shots up nostril and little ones eating roofies like tic tacs. I mean, Halloween night was the night of giving treats after all. I bet all those crossdressing phone sex chats you sent before sundown got you nice and ready for the night of butthole tricks and mommy treats. I bet you don’t want your wife to find out about the Mommy treats? Naughty naughty boy tasting the treats of mothers and their daughters delightful treats that night. 

Surely you don’t want this getting out in the office that you call a hypnosis to drown to drown you of your sorrows lol? But I don’t judge. Trust. I just want you to fantasize until your cock’s content. And by content I mean leaking all over my couch and milking itself out in my basket. Or maybe my asshole. Who knows?

Naked Teen Pictures Fuck Teacher

naked teen pictures

 

Mrs. Brown got caught with naked teen pictures on her phone. If she’d been more careful maybe it wouldn’t have happened. The word got around about what a horny whore she is. You know what they say. Older women are constantly horny and a perfect match for young boys, who get hard when the wind blows. Why shouldn’t a hot woman like her take advantage of the fact that they’re ready to bust a nut in the nearest pussy. The skankier the better because a younger guy needs someone to do all the things he’s fantasized about and some of the ones he never even thought about. Kyle got hooked after having to stay after school for a study group. He asked Mrs. Brown if he could get her cell number to make sure he never missed a group announcement. Before she knew it, she was getting hot pics of him with no shirt on , as well as a few nudes. She laughed it off and forgot about them until the next day after school. Kyle stayed after class to make his move. He told Mrs. Brown he wanted to know about extra credit and began kissing her.

In the moment she went with it, her big tits in her low-cut dress pressing against him. His hands slid under her dress to find their way to her slit. He eagerly fingered her wet slit. She was so ready to be fucked. She got up on the desk and he rammed his young cock into her and started banging her slutty slit, telling her that he jacked off every night thinking about fucking her. He pulled her hair in his hand and told her he knew how much she wanted him. In her mind she knew her husband couldn’t compare. Kyle groaned, as he told her he was going to cum, pumping his cock into her deeper. Just as he shot his spunk into her, the door opened. “Mrs. Brown, what on earth..??” It was Principal Harris. Mrs. Brown knew she was in deep shit. She smoothed down her dress and followed him to his office. The up tight motherfuckers were going to dismiss her with six months severance pay. Thank goodness, Principal Harris tried to get her to have sex with him to keep things hush-hush. The phone helped more than it hurt , she had him on there talking shit. Of course, since she wasn’t a teacher anymore, fucktoy Kyle could stay around, her husband left when he found out.

Humiliation Phone Sex post your small cock dressed up.

Humiliation Phone Sex           Humiliation Phone Sex post your small cock dressed up. That is, it. Post your cock in a cage. With a tutu. Make it pink. Maybe purple. You will be humiliated because everyone will see what a tiny little cock you have. Is it a cock? Oh, I know, it’s a mini cock. Stunted because it just wants to be tiny and small hiding in the bushes. Knowing you are going to get your little pussy ass fucked.

            Going to force you into being a sissy and if you buck against it. Then you will be punished and get the treatment. Bagged and tagged. Teased and denied. Until you are finally begging on your knees to be a sissy fucking whore for me.

            Without delay going to make sure that you understand that I am the dominating bitch who does like to humiliate you through Small Cock Humiliation Phone Sex. Letting everyone know that you have a small little clit that even a sissy would be ashamed of.

            In fact, you need to whip it out so that we may all laugh at it in its little tutu. Lay it right alongside a nice big cock. Take a picture and post in one of my blogs. Letting everyone see with your name just how small you are.

            All in all, this is why you are a sissy fucking bitch whore who does like to be humiliated. Teased and denied.

The Unwanted Intruder: Adriana’s Nightmare

 

 

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Home Invasion Phone Sex

A lone homebird, curls tangled, and clothes a mess. That’s me, your friendly neighborhood nympho.

The night’s quiet, until a sinister presence intrudes. A shadowy figure slips into my bedroom, unseen.

My heart races—an unexpected visitor. But this ain’t no ordinary robbery.

He’s here for one thing—my willing body. A predatory stare locks onto mine, and the games begin.

I’m his captive audience, a sheepish slave to his monstrous cock. And you know what? I fucking love it.

He’s rough, relentless—a true alpha male. My protests are met with harsh kisses, a slap on the ass.

The apparel comes off, my body’s on display. His hungry eyes devour me, a prime cut of sexual meat.

He dévours my dripping fuckbox, a messy feast. My juices drip down his chin, a delicious treat.

Now, the cock—huge, and ready to stretch me wide. He shoves his thick cock in me roughly, a primal force that makes me squeal.

The bed creaks, my body jolts with each thrust. He fucks me like a wild animal, and I’m putty in his hands.

Don’t hold back, you filthy bastard! Adriana’s pussy is your playground. Cum drench me, make me your whore!

And he obliges, a gallons of cum that leaves me breathless. My cunt’s a mess, the sheets soaked in our juices.

He departs as suddenly as he came, leaving me spent and trembling. But the memory—oh, it lingers, exciting my every sense.

I’m Adriana, the slut who enjoyed a stranger’s intrusion. A nasty whore, satisfied and craving more.

You’re welcome, perverts—now go raid your neighbor’s house!”