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Sugar Daddy Phone Sex with Aaliyah

Here’s the best part of sugar daddy phone sex. I don’t NEED your money. And certainly not as much and you’ll come to NEED my pussy! I’ve been a professional model for yeeeeears. I even have stocks. I’m smart with money, and I’m doing quite well for myself. But having YOU buy me things?? Now that’s just fun! AND shows me how grateful you are for my time and attention. And if you get off on having your wallet squeezed by a, well, yes, fairly high-maintenance woman such as myself—all the better!

I had a wannabe sugar daddy call me the other week. I was straightforward with him. The clothes I wear for “normal” life aren’t necessarily flashy, but they are NICE. I like well-made brand names. And when I’m working, such as for shoots, or going out where people will know me, such as to clubs or parties, no–I’m not going to wear a dress from Walmart. I don’t say that to be rude, but when your looks and image ARE your career and living, it takes a certain price tag to maintain and cultivate. Just facts.

That being said, I’m not an ungrateful bitch. I really appreciate when men (and sometimes women!) buy me nice things. And I know they appreciate it too, especially if they see me wearing the things they get me in shoots. BUT, I DO have expectations. I’m a classy gal with my pick of men, and I don’t waste my time. If you want to call me for sugar daddy phone sex, then do know I’ll have certain expectations. And they aren’t unreasonable. Like I said, I don’t NEED your money. I don’t get kicks off of making men homeless or anything, lol, but I DO expect men to value me—and prove it.

This last man, I made a simple expectation of him–I wanted to hear from him once a week. If I’m your goddess, then hearing from you once a week is a small ask. He blubbered promises…but it’s been a week. That’s one thing you’ll learn about me, if you want me to dominate you, I will, but my natural disposition is to be very submissive to a man. BUT. I don’t grovel. I don’t beg. And I don’t wait by the phone or computer, praying to hear from you. If you want me, prove it. If you want me, earn it. If you want me, put your money where your mouth is. I don’t play games, and I call BS when I see it. But no hate. It’s okay. Most men only dream of being important enough to turn my eye. And many lie and try to play a part, but quickly realize they’re in over their head. Like I said, I do have expensive tastes. I admit it.

So what kind of man are YOU? Can you really walk the walk? Are you a big fish that owns the sea, willing and able to prove it?? I’d sure love to find out! Call me for sugar daddy phone sex if you think you’re fit for the job! 1 888 8 FREAKY and make sure you ask for Aaliyah. I’ll be your Asian princess and I promise you—we can foster a symbiotic relationship that will benefit us BOTH greatly! *wink*.

Financial Domination Phone Sex with Heaven

A plump piggy bank I can drain over and over? In this economy?! You’re as rare as a steel penny, as if you didn’t already know. Thankfully, financial domination phone sex is only one of my many kinky interests, since good swine is so hard to find. If you’re a dirty beast in need of a washing, I can hose you down and leave you out to dry. I enjoy getting whatever I want from any man. It’s not the money that turns me on. It’s the power exchange. Money is power and when you give your money to me, you submit your power to me willingly – I own a piece of everything you’ve worked to become. I own a piece of your masculinity. A piece of your identity. In exchange for my time, my cunning, my incomparable sexiness. It’s very unfair, don’t you think?

Exactly the point. Financial domination phone sex isn’t “fair”. I create games you couldn’t possibly win, I move the goal post so you never quite stack up. If you reveal anything personal, I’ll go out of my way to use it to my advantage. Sometimes the stakes are low, sometimes they’re sky high – all that matters to me is that I win and you lose. Every time. My time is way too precious to spend it pretending to lose to the real loser. It just wouldn’t make sense. Oh, and that part about your wife, your house, your car…none of that matters to me. You’re here because you want to be. You want to see how far I’ll go, how tightly I’ll spin my manipulative web around you, how much of your power I want to possess. The thrill of knowing I might blow it all on a whim and you’ll have to start the game all over again. Oops, you lose. When I say I want more, that’s no time to resist.

1 888 8 FREAKY and ask for Heaven, if you dare.

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Bratty Domme Phone Sex with Chloe

There are not many things in life that we can be sure of, but I am one hundred percent sure that that I was put on this earth to be the perfect bratty domme phone sex Princess. I can have any man I want eating out of my hand and serving me without even exerting much effort. I can smile or wink or even scowl and men still want me. Every time I go to the mall, I never have to pay. All I have to do is start flirting with some old married dude who is being ignored by his has been wife and I can get anything I want. It’s fun to sneak around behind their wives’ backs and then watch them get denied when they want to buy things. I guess the money was already spent on someone else. Whoops. Oh well. They will get over it.

That’s only one way I own older men who love cute younger girls like me. I’m not going to give everything away in a blog post, but I feel pretty confident in saying that I am unlike any barely legal bratty domme phone sex Princess you have ever had the pleasure of talking to. Do you think you can handle me? I guess that remains to be seen. I know one thing for sure – you’re going to do your best to prove to me that you can resist me. I’m not worried because I know that you’re just lying to yourself. But what the fuck are you waiting for? You should be on the phone and asking the dispatcher to talk to me. I’m ready, waiting, and oh so bratty. You might be sorry you called me, but you’ll do it again. Trust me. Dial 1 888 8 FREAKY and ask for Chloe.

Size Queen Phone Sex with Moira

When I started this job, I was really into older men, but I didn’t have any preference on race or even dick size to be honest. Now, after all the call experiences I’ve had and the new porn I’ve watched, even with some of my callers, I’ve taken on some NEW appetites! I loooove size queen phone sex! I don’t care if it’s you that has the giant dick or if it’s your buddies or a stranger in the street you pick to whore me out to—-my young pussy just CRAVES to be SMASHED by a monster-sized cock! Now, no point pretending we don’t know where most of those come from. If you’ve been born with the meat that can make me cry in pain and plead for more all at once—-I want you buried in my cunt no matter what color you are—-You can be pink for all I care! B U T I know what color these rare packages usually come wrapped in…and that’s BLACK and BEAUTIFUL.

You know, I found black men so mysterious while living in Northern Ireland. You just don’t see black people hardly ever! And boy is my country missing out!!! With the new exposure some of my new lovers have graced me with, I now regularly watch glorious bbc in porn… hear people talk all about them all over the Internet… And watch black guys walk around me ALL the time. And of COURSE I look at their crotches! And they certainly can’t hide it!!! Even as I write this, I get flashes of mental images of so many men and that giant bulge under their clothes that I see all the time, and my pussy starts THROBBING at the thought. Like it literally HURTS because it wants it sooo bad—-like my pussy is its own separate entity from the rest of me & will send me jolts of PAIN til I give it what it wants! So can you blame a girl for craving size queen phone sex!!?? Pleeeease help pacify my pussy by telling me how big the cock is (or cocks) as it rams me like an enraged beast! I want those black cocks to fuck me so hard that I have to sit on an ice pack for days! And even THEN I know I won’t be satiated!

Call and ask for your Irish princess Moira—-& make a filthy whore out of me til your heart’s content!

Phone Sex Brat Samantha

I get off on being a phone sex brat. I get so many calls every day from losers who I would never give the time of day to in real life. You all know who you are. I’ve probably told a lot of you who have called me that I’d never talk to you without the fact that you’re paying me. But even knowing that won’t stop you from getting out your credit card and paying me to talk to you. You know that that’s the only way you’ll ever get a gorgeous girl like me to talk to you, so it’s good that you’ve just accepted it. And that’s just the start of things. I don’t think you have any idea what you’re in for when it comes to me being bratty. I can hurt your feelings, drain your bank account, and ruin your life. Doesn’t that sound fun?

I also can get you to finally do things that you’ve always wanted to do – like suck cock and be fucked by a big black cock. Or get pegged by a girl like me. Maybe you want to go stand on the street and pick up clients and you’ll pay them instead of them paying you. There are so many things I know you’re dying to do so I’ll talk you into them. I will even talk you into things you aren’t exactly sure about, so beware of that before you give me a call. You’ll end up doing things you never even thought possible when you give this phone sex brat a call. So what in the world are you waiting for? You should already be dialing. So get on the phone right now and call me at 1 888 8 FREAKY and make sure that you ask to talk to Samantha.

CBT Phone Sex with Abby

One of my favorite things in the entire world is CBT phone sex. And being able to torture your cock and balls during the very best month of the year will be absolutely heavenly. For me, anyway. I don’t care if you think it’s heavenly. I only care if you’re in pain. Trust me when I say that I will be delighted as you’re moaning and groaning and yelping about how much it hurts when I tell you do to certain things to your cock and balls. I love it when you losers vocalize how much pain you’re in as I’m giving you orders. And the more you scream, the more it inspires me to come up with other painful things for you to do to yourself. Don’t get me wrong – I’ve got a whole repertoire of things that will bring you pain and bring me so much fucking pleasure.

I can’t remember exactly when I realized that I love it when men are in pain. I guess it’s probably just always been who I am as a person deep down. It’s never bothered me when someone on the other end of the line has been screaming and begging me to let him stop with the CBT phone sex shenanigans. In fact, as I said, it really does make me want you to hurt more and it makes me want to hear you scream my name while begging me to give you sweet, sweet relief. But you’re not going to get that when you talk to me. So, if you think you can’t handle the onslaught of pain that you’re going to receive when you call me, you might want to reconsider calling. I know you won’t reconsider, though. You think you can handle it. That is so damn adorable.

1 888 8 FREAKY and ask to talk to Abby

Bratty Domme Phone Sex with Delores

Ok, so I’m sure you’re all like “what the fuck is this old bitch talking about?” I know – when you hear the word brat you equate it with someone younger. Well, I’m here to tell y’all that practice makes perfect, and when you’re an eternal brat, you just get better at it with age. I have absolutely no fucks to give. That’s a right I’ve earned in this life. I’ve also learned to have fun at every opportunity, even if it’s at your expense. So no, when I’m in the domme role, I’m definitely not that mean Queen protocol Princess type. I’m gonna have a truckload of fun with you and treat you like a true plaything. Our toys are supposed to bring us joy, so you can bet your sweet ass that I’m going to tease and torture you until I have tears running down my face from laughing at you so much. No worries – we can achieve this sadistic joy for me with some bratty domme phone sex, as long as you know that’s what you want, of course.

Look, we’re here for a short time, right? So it’s up to us to be here for a good time too. Honey, I’m gonna do everything I can to laugh, so be prepared to be humiliated in some way. Or many ways. I’m sure I can find a few ways you deserve it. That’s part of bratty domme phone sex – frequent reminders of all the ways you should feel like a loser in my presence. Are you up for it? Do you think you can handle bratty domme phone sex with someone who’s probably been doing it longer than you’ve been on this planet? I doubt it, but if you have a moment of courage and want to try, dial 1 888 8 FREAKY and ask for GILF Delores. I dare you!

Bratty Domme Phone Sex with Moira

I’ve always considered myself to be a rather shy, sweet girl, but this job has certainly started to bring out another side of me! My eyes were opened to this self-discovery during my first femdom call! I felt this fire run through my body, and I positively came to life! I LOVED being in charge and giving orders to the sad little sub man. But I also enjoyed watching him CRAVE MORE and BEG for it! That’s when I realized bratty domme phone sex was hot as fuck, and my red hair seemed to scream at me, “OBVIOUSLY you were made for the job Moira!”

I admit I’ve always known to an extent I had it in me to be a brat. My parents have good jobs, good enough that my Mum chooses her own schedule and can homeschool me, which has allowed me to do pretty much whatever I want around the house. I get amazing Christmases and birthday parties. Yes, I do some chores to contribute but mostly to earn my art supplies. So, sure, I’m a wee spoiled. I like getting what I want. But who wouldn’t???

And what I realize I want NOW are more bratty domme phone sex calls!!! Giving a man jerk off instructions or edging sessions where I am FULLY in control of WHEN he cums (and IF I let him, haha), not to mention being able to restrain him and then tease him, so that he has no hands to take over and finish the job…it’s EUPHORIC! Better than drugs! A dose or two…or more…of cock and ball torture to really get him riled up–it’s like it FEEDS MY SOUL! To see a man’s face crumple in desperate yearning, hear his whiny moans, and watch him twist in all sorts of uncomfortable positions just to get a look up my skirt–It’s such a high I think I’ve been transported to some other realm entirely!!!

Go ahead and think of a safe word, because unless you’re jammy, you’re going to need it! Email me your preferences first if you desire, IrishMaidenMoira@gmail.com, and I’ll take them all into consideration! ; )

Bratty Phone Sex Princess Piper

I’m a bratty phone sex princess to be sure! But, there’s a reason I do what I do. See, I actually like to be submissive, but often times guys don’t actually have what it takes to handle me. I have so much sass and I backtalk a lot. Most guys who say they’re dominant want someone to be this obedient little fuck toy and I’m having none of that. If you want me to submit and be a good girl then you’ve gotta earn it. That’s just how it is. If you can’t handle this sass then you can’t handle this ass. Period.

So, don’t be surprised if I respond to “get on your knees” with “make me”. Because I want you to make me. I like it so rough and sometimes the only way I can get it as good as I want it is to be a disrespectful little shit and make you progressively more and more angry until you lose control. Yes, that’s what I want, for you to lose absolute control of yourself and give in to your baser instincts. Give it to me any way you want to without worrying about if you’re hurting me or not. I might be a petit girl, but I have a high constitution modifier. You won’t hurt me, promise. And, if you do, I’m a little masochistic so I like a little bit of pain.

I’m only a bratty phone sex princess because most men won’t just outright give me what I really want. So, I have to provoke it and coax it out of them. I’d love to be an obedient submissive slut, but that doesn’t get me the results I want. Maybe that just makes me a power bottom but I’m totally okay with that. If you think you can handle me then give me a call, babe. Let’s find out. Dial 1 888 8 FREAKY and talk to me. Kisses for now, your dirty princess, Piper.

Edging Phone Sex with Moira

I love being in control of a man’s pleasure! Knowing that a man is stronger than me, but is ALLOWING me control over him is SUCH a turn on! If he agrees, the playground becomes MY castle then! Edging phone sex is super hot! I have a regular (and he’s sent me photos–soo fine! Older like I prefer AND with nipple rings!), but we recently had some edge play in our phone sex while playing Truth or Dare. I could HEAR him when he was touching himself, so I KNEW he was being a good boy and he’d only touch himself when I told him to and STOP when I commanded! Princess Moira–my castle, my rules!

Buuuut, he got to have some demands of his own! (He made me put on my oldest bra and then cut it off myself! It was my FAAAVORITE! In his defense, he thought he wasn’t being mean since he asked me to put on my oldest, but the old ones are often broken in and comfy lol). But then I’d tell him how many strokes he could give himself before he had to stop and listen up again! That night, the craic was ninety!!!! A night I’ll truly never forget! But like a good princess, I didn’t leave him blue! I finally gave him permission for full release.

That was my first edging phone sex call, but I don’t think I even needed the practice on that one! I was BORN for this kind of play! Building a man up, hearing in his voice the pleasure and the NEED to climax, but backing off and making him EARN IT—BEG FOR IT—WAAAAAIT FOR IT….mmMMMmm. The more needy their voice sounds, the more my pussy creams. And the longer he can last, the more intense of an orgasm it is for ME! And when they just can’t take it anymore, my pussy turns into a feckin fountain!!!

Soooo, I’ll just sit here on my golden throne and see–who’s next??

1 888 8 FREAKY and ask to talk to Moira