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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. 

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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. 

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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.

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Shemale Phone SexYou open the door already tense, already curious, already pretending this is casual. I step inside, shut it behind me, and tell you to relax without asking. Shemale Phone Sex isn’t a fantasy right now, it’s the confidence in my voice. I look around your place like I own the moment and you feel it immediately.

“Sit,” I say, calm and firm, not loud, just certain. You do, because you invited me here for exactly this energy. I move slow on purpose, hips swaying, eyes locked on yours while I talk. I tell you what I expect, how I like attention, how I like obedience. Not rushed, not sloppy, just focused. I remind you that your wife won’t know, but you will.

That’s the part that makes your breathing change. I step closer and tilt your chin up with two fingers, bossy and unbothered. I tell you to look at me when I’m speaking. I like how fast you listen. I tease you about being curious for so long, about pretending you didn’t plan this. My tone stays playful but commanding, sweet with an edge. 

I tell you where to put your hands and where not to. You hesitate once, so I smile and repeat myself slower. I don’t need to raise my voice to be in control. I let the tension stretch, watching you react to being guided so easily. I talk about wanting and talking without spelling everything out. You fill in the gaps better than I ever could. That’s why I stay in charge, slow, steady, deliberate.

I move you where I want you, confident you’ll follow. There’s nothing rushed about this, just pressure building naturally. I like being the one you answer to in this room. I remind you that you chose this, that you wanted me here. By the time I step back, you’re fully aware who’s in control. I don’t apologize for it, and you don’t ask me to.

I let the moment sit heavy and heated between us, as you quickly gobble every inch of my BBC down your tiny throat. When I finally speak again, it’s a promise without words. You’ll remember exactly how easily you gave in. That’s what makes this deliciously dangerous. I straighten, smooth myself, and tell you to behave when I’m gone. The look on your face tells me you won’t. I leave you standing there, quiet, shaken, and wanting more. 

That’s exactly how I like you. Later, when the house settles, you’ll replay my voice and my rules. You won’t call it temptation, but you won’t forget it either. I stay with you as a memory that listens when you misbehave. Next time will be easier, because you already know how to obey. And I always remember who invites me in. Secrets like this don’t fade, they wait patiently inside.

 

Danger panty boy wants a whole mouth full

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Are you a dangerous panty boy? Would that be you boo? I’ve been asked recently for my panties. The one’s I wear when I’m talking to you. Creaming on the phone. Or better yet, the one’s I wore when I last got fucked. I’ve been begged to send them to you. But there’s a certain pair that’s been requested the most. Most cheer practice one’s with sweat and spunk. Sweet smelling fluids which I like to call cunt juice. Extra wet and smelly on a really good day. 

Hardcore panties packed away just for you….

My biggest requests are the peach party pack. I save a special box for my fuck me pairs. Extra tight g string you can pull while your throbbing cock is up my ass. The one’s that make me scream while you rip and shred. All the way up my ass for the best fucking sensation. I’ve got a hole in my pussy meant for the same torture too. Everything I wear is for you. My panties are part of my raw rough play. Exposing my baby beaver in the perfect way. What do you prefer? Send me to Venus and back with your anger and rage. I get so damn turned on especially when you rip my panties along with my teenie tootsie. .

Any pair I wear really packs that tight wet sloppy wet punch. The hold my sweet smelling fruity tootie so well. Every leak and every drop captured. Even the one’s that leak my fear. Extra goey thick and creamy. You know you wanna put that shit on your face and smack your cock.

Panty fetish filling your sick fuck dreams…

Every orgasmic filled with leftover cock cookies held inside my panties will brick you up. I share with you the stories before you get to sniff. You know this fills your balls. Sick fuck with no life using sweet submissive girls like me to fulfill your every fantasy. The leftover scent from every hole too. Squirts filled full of meat filling my taco. I’ll keep it fresh and hidden for you. 

I want you to take a bite, lick them clean then tell me what you think. So yummy full of sauce and waiting to be filled with your sausage. Perky and plentiful, a whole mouth full! 

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Blackmail Phone Sex

I never sound rushed when you call. You like that about me. It tells you I’m in control before I even say your name. Blackmail Phone Sex isn’t about desperation, it’s about precision, and you respond the moment my voice settles into your ear.

You speak carefully, the way men like you always do. Calm, measured, practiced. You’re used to being listened to, respected, deferred to. With me, you don’t need to perform. You just need to listen, and that alone loosens something deep inside you.

I remind you, gently, that discretion is our language. You don’t call me for noise or chaos. You call me because I understand silence, and how much it costs you to protect it. I hold that knowledge with elegance, not cruelty, and that’s why you trust me.

I don’t ask questions you can’t answer. I give instructions you’re relieved to follow. Each word is chosen, deliberate, designed to guide you into stillness. You don’t feel exposed. You feel seen, and that feeling keeps you exactly where I want you.

I describe myself with confidence, never rushing, letting your imagination do the work. I know you prefer suggestions over spectacle. Power doesn’t need to shout. It settles, waits, and then takes its place without resistance.

You breathe differently when I speak about obedience. Not as something forced, but as something earned. You spend your days deciding outcomes. With me, you get to release that weight. I tell you when to relax, when to focus, when to give in to the truth you keep neatly folded away.

I never threaten you. I don’t need to. The dynamic is already established, balanced perfectly between desire and restraint. You know I decide the pace, the tone, the ending. That certainty is what draws you back.

You listen closely as I explain how good it feels to surrender without consequence. How relief can exist alongside control. How obedience, in this space, is private and complete. You don’t interrupt. You never do.

By the time I lower my voice, you’re exactly where I want you, steady and quiet. I remind you that this version of yourself is safe with me, contained within the boundaries I set. You follow them willingly.

When the call ends, nothing looks different around you. The room is still calm, orderly, and composed. Only you know what shifted. Tomorrow, you’ll return to your world unchanged. Tonight, you obeyed fully, and that remains between us.

 

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Forced Bisexuality Phone Sex

I watch you cross my threshold, your eyes wide, trembling just slightly… and I know exactly how much control I have over you tonight. Forced Bisexuality Phone Sex isn’t about pressure… It’s about curiosity, desire, and seeing just how far you’ll let me take you. Every step toward me is your choice, but the look on your face tells me you’re already hooked on my dominance.

I circle you slowly, letting my gaze roam over every reaction, every twitch, every shiver. “Kneel,” I commanded, voice sharp and low. You obey immediately, eager, hungry, completely aware that following me is the only way to truly feel alive. I can see the tension coil tight in your chest, the mixture of fear and excitement flooding your body… and it drives me wild.

“Don’t forget why you’re here,” I whisper, letting my words curl around your imagination. I describe in detail exactly what I expect, teasing you with the anticipation of contact, the imagined sensation of my control over you. Every gasp, every flinch, every shiver fuels the scene we’ve agreed to explore together. You respond perfectly, willingly, eager to push boundaries you never thought you could.

I step closer, letting my presence overwhelm you, while quickly forcing my BBC in your mouth until you choke with the air thick with heat and tension. My hands hover just above you, teasing, suggesting, guiding. Every subtle instruction, every command, draws you further into your own desires… the fantasy you’ve craved, the taboo curiosity you’ve barely admitted even to yourself. You respond to my voice, to my words, to the dominance you’ve chosen to surrender to, letting me direct your every move.

You’re trembling now, breath short, cheeks flushed, every instinct heightened. “More cum please” you beg consistently. “All for you, gobble up everything” I scream as you nod. I narrate, I tease, I push… but always within your willingness, the line of consent is sharp in every moment. You explore, you obey, you crave my dominance, letting it take you deeper than you’ve gone before. Every reaction, every whimper, every sigh builds the tension, the thrill, the addictive pull of following me completely. 

By the time the night peaks, you’re utterly immersed in the fantasy, exploring boundaries you never imagined… freely, fully, and eagerly. You’ve surrendered not to force, but to the intoxicating pull of my command. And as we pause, the tension still lingering in the room, you already know you’ll come back for more, ready to cross the edge again, together.

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I love knowing you’re pathetic enough to call me again, just to hear my voice. Shemale Domination Porn isn’t just a title… it’s me, it’s my energy, and you’re my little toy, hanging on every word I choose to throw your way.

“You called again?” I tease, letting my tone drip with amusement. “Can’t stay away from me, huh?”

“I… I just…” your voice cracks, and I laugh. Cute. You’re already trembling, already begging without realizing it. I adore that.

“Shut up,” I snap, a grin in my voice. “Do exactly what I say, when I say it. Got it?”

“Yes… Mika,” you stammer, soft, weak, obedient. Perfect. That’s what I want… you know your place. You’re nothing without me teasing, commanding, and controlling you.

I let a pause linger, just long enough to make your imagination run wild. “You like being my little bitch, don’t you?” I whisper, low, mean, and teasing. I can hear the gulp, the shaky inhale, the desperate nod I know you’re giving.

“Yes… I… I do,” you admit, and I grin. Weak. Pathetic. Just how I like you. Every word you say makes me more powerful, more in control, more satisfied with how easily you submit.

I tease you, let my laughter curl around the line. “Good. You’ll do whatever I want, won’t you?”

“Y-yes, Mika…” You’re practically begging, and I love it. The tension, the way you’re completely consumed by me, makes me feel untouchable. You’re mine, and you know it.

I lean back, enjoying the way you’re hanging on every syllable. “You’re nothing without me. Remember that. I own you. I decide, you obey, always.”

By the time I finally shoot my fat load, I know you’ll be begging on your fucking knees, replaying every word, craving the next command, the next tease. You’re mine to control, to twist, to dominate, and I love every second of it.

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Pantyhose Fetish Phone Sex“Hey… it’s me. I’ve been thinking about you all day. Do you know what I’m wearing right now?”

Pantyhose Fetish Phone Sex, baby… I’m in these silky, sheer stockings, and they feel so good against my skin. I can feel you listening, imagining every inch, can’t you?”

I love knowing that just slipping these on makes you ache for me. Every curve, every leg… I know exactly what makes you weak.

“Oh, you like it when I tease you like this, don’t you? I can hear your breathing already… slow, shaky, desperate. I want you thinking about my toes, my legs in lace, every little shiver I feel just knowing you’re listening.”

I drop my voice lower, husky. “And maybe… maybe you like it when I crossdress a little for you. Just a little thrill, just to make you hot, imagining me moving, teasing you, making you beg.”

I can feel it, I can hear it… that little moan you try to hide. Mm, that’s mine. I love knowing I can make you tremble just with my words.

“I want you desperate for me tonight… wanting me so bad, aching, trembling, craving every little thing I say. I want you completely lost in me, and I’m going to make you feel every second.”

I get playful again. “And don’t think I’m done yet… I’ll have you begging, and you won’t even be able to touch me. Just my voice, just my teasing, and you… completely undone.”

I sigh softly. “I can’t wait until the next call… until I get to hear you like this again. You’ll be mine, and I’ll take every last bit of your desire with me.”

Married Men Phone Sex is The Most Exciting Fun

When I enjoy Married Men Phone Sex it’s often with them having a naughty kink. Often times when they reach out to me it’s because of my hot milf body and the ladyboy I have. Obviously it’s also my two young daughters as well. But sometimes it’s purely to get pegged.

When you guys want that young pageant whore pussy and that ladyboy to fuck, things get kinky. Sometimes the thing is you require a little punishment as well as that forbidden pleasure. So I will rock the strap-on phone sex as you take it in the ass.

Now of course your buried deep in one of those tight little ones holes. And that makes you feel like exploding. However with me pulling the strap-on out and a little ones tongue and fingers moving inside of you there is no return.

That’s right cum in those tight bald holes. That forbidden fruit is a delight. The tighter and smoother the better. If you feel especially kinky you can suck off that little boy dicklet of a sissy faggot.

Maybe you are just a kinky guy and love to masturbate in front of us all. My three littles and mama. I can sit back and masturbate along with you. My brats watch mama masturbate all the time. However often times the do love to assist mama.

Finally we can both masturbate together and have their little mouths and hands assist us along the way. My girls and my sissy boy suck dick, eat ass and lick pussy quite well.

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Strap-on Phone Sex is Sure a Great Thing of Control

There isn’t a single guy that this post of Strap-on Phone Sex that doesn’t fit the bill more than a couple of my regulars. Honestly, there are some really pathetic men out there. And these men need to have a kinky mommy dominate them with a strap-on.

By the way mommy to dominate them and fuck them while in panties is only one part of it all. Secondly it’s my Slutkin lollidom Emily that also takes over. Obviously she is mama’s little bratty girl that laughs about the perverts and loves to wear the strap-on.

Finally when you are feeling weak and pathetic like some guys, namely Matt, and well Charlie or Gene, then you know who to call. But of course wasting my time in the chat system without paying for a session, well… there will be consequences.

In the end, any attention I give you will have to be paid for. Including the slightest mention in my blogs… MATT. You are due to pay up and I guarantee you will be ignored until. Granted this just feeds into your patheticness.

Also know now that you owe me a 20 minute call and a 20. 00 tip. Or feel free to send e a gift card after all it is the Holidays and you have my email! You are a pathetic little girl panty and sock pumper.

Thirdly, this loser dripped in his work pants without even touching himself.

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