Phone Sex Giantess is a Playful Foot Fetish Femdom

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I am Kitty, little man, and yes I am your kinky phone sex giantess. Take a long look, way up, and drink in my enormous height and beauty. I can see your tongue hanging out. Pop it back in your mouth! Tsk, such a naughty tiny man, you are! Most guys your size are terrified of this mistress Amazon, but I saw you watching me when I took a bath in the ocean this morning. Did you enjoy seeing my naked flesh, all glistening wet? My hair hanging like wet ropes down my back? My nipples rock hard and glistening as I lifted my face to the sun?

I knew you were there, peeping in on me, and masturbating that tiny cock. You have a very willful streak in you, and lately my foot fetish addiction hasn’t been appeased by the Mr. Giant, at home. All of this frustration has gotten me thinking about taking you for my own. My small guy on the side, so to speak. I like to venture into the center of town and pick the perfect playmate when I feel the urge for some extra naughty fun. Lucky for you that you were leaving work when I spotted you, again. This freaky phone sex giantess has eagle eyes, you know.

What is that saying from that fairy tale? Oh what big eyes you have….Yes, I do have big eyes, big breasts and legs that go on for about 50 or so feet. My soles are about 11 feet long, including my big, pudgy, pink toes! Take a look at the red nail polish I used on my toenails just for you? Pretty, huh? These strappy sandals I am wearing are sexy but this kinky giantess wants to take you to the beach and take them off. This way I can feel the sand between my toes and you can start worshipping me, properly.

Let me pick you up and pop you into my cleavage! You can hitch a ride between my massive boobage. Look at everyone below running in every direction. God, watching them running away as my large feet shake the earth, amuses me to no end. I bet they are glad I chose you and not one of them. You are also very happy I choose you, right? I can feel your small penis poking my boob. It kind of tickles. I am always so happy when I choose a shrunken man who has a foot fetish and you most certainly have that, don’t you?

Ahh, here we are! Let me pop off these sandals and put you on the beach right in front of my phone sex giantess feet. Be a good boy and rub the sand all over this femdom’s soles. Don’t worry about reaching my toes as I will lift you right up so you can use the sand like exfoliant. I do love pedicures! Makes me purr like a satiated kitty cat. If you make my feet feel really good I might even let you explore my pussy, if you catch my drift. All the luckiest men I bring to the beach get to crawl right up between my legs and lick my gorgeous, pink, clam! Well, you do know that you trying to stick your dick in me is out of the question, darling, this phone sex giantess won’t ever feel it. It’s just too small!

Why don’t you take your pink tongue and lick my toes? I like that, because it tickles me and I can feel it all the way up between my thighs. Ever watched a phone sex giantess masturbate on a shrinking fetish fantasy call? Well, take a look between my legs and watch those long fingers slip underneath my pink, lacy, panties. Mmm, don’t stop licking my toes pads! I know it’s lot of skin to cover, but you can do it because if you don’t, I might have to put you between my toes and squeeze them to remind you that you are now MY play toy. 

Coed Cuckold Exhibitionism Phone Sex Halloween

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Hey, it’s coed cuckold exhibitionism phone sex Mistress Nikki. Happy Halloween, naughty boys. Guess what I’m doing tonight, at least when I’m not talking to you guys? I have my naked coed boyfriend tied to a chair, gagged, and wearing a big Jack-O-lantern pumpkin over his head. I already made him watch me with a couple of the guys from the campus, have their way with me. Not like I wasn’t having fun, though. I tease and taunt all my boyfriends, so I go through a lot of them. I made my latest cuckold watch me have sex with my history professor an hour ago. That old guy came so hard that I thought he was going to die on me.

Well, good thing the old boy didn’t die in my arms, as it was enough for my cuckolded boyfriend to watch me swallow his cum instead. Uh, I swallowed my professor’s cum, not my Jack-O-lanterned bitch-boy’s cum, that’s for sure.

I have sex with some of my boyfriends, but a lot of them never get inside me, not even close. I use tease and denial games to keep my dirty submissive boys hard and excited at all times when we’re together. As long as I’m a coed cuckold exhibitionism phone sex mistress, the frat-boys will be sporting blue balls. Oh, once the prof grunted his really surprisingly huge load into my mouth I French-kissed my cuckold. I lied, I didn’t drink his load after all. My cuckold thought, “Great, she’s finally taking this wet stinky old pumpkin off of my head.” My older sister told me all about snow-balls, so I thought I’d try that with my Jack-O-lanterned cuckold, all bound up in his chair.

I slowly wrapped one hand around my coed-cuck’s stiff cock and milked it up and down the full length. Pre-cum squirted and drooled out of the shiny purple head as I squeezed and milked it. Then I planted my bee-stung lips on his, and French-kissed him until I thought he was going to black out. He drank desperately, as I filled his mouth with all that cum my professor’d just pumped into mine. Whoooooweeee!!! I know I came, that’s for sure, and his cum finally splattered all over me as he swallowed the snow-ball I shared with him. He ate cum and we all came like Jack-lanterns from hell. Halloween, it’s been pretty hot so far, guys.

Panty Suffocation Fetish Phone Sex Face Sitting

Panty Suffocation Fetish Phone Sex

Panty suffocation fetish phone sex face sitting, you’ll need big lungs to survive, boys. I’m Mistress Cherry, and I like to ride, faces that is. As you can see my love for latex and PVC are a big part of my wardrobe, if you want to call it that. *grins mischievously* What I’m going to do is lock your upturned faces in my crotch. You will remain there until you ejaculate and I cum in my PVC panties. I will coerce an orgasm out of you by hand-milking your blood engorged shafts, guys. While I’m squeezing and milking your cocks in my lubricated, red nailed hands, you will be smothering. Sublimely, I might add, in my soupy wet crotch.

Your faces will be wedged between my thighs and my curvy round bum-cheeks. I like bdsm role playing games, so I may have you bound hand and foot, for my amusement and convenience. There’s nothing that pisses me off more then men who escape the confines of my hot pungent smelling PVC clad crotch, before I cum.

You panty suffocation fetish phone sex face sitting freaks like to have to struggle for air. Especially, while a mistress rubs one off on your faces. Kinky latex and PVC clothes become very sweaty inside, and I’ll squirm and slide around in my panties. As a femdom I have little patience for men who don’t concentrate on tonguing me through an orgasm or two even while they’re smothering in my crotch. Wet and messy are a big part of my smelly snatch-cream filled panties. But, you guys like that, don’t you?

When I cream into my PVC or latex panties you’ll hear and smell my cunt-juices squishing and squelching inside that little red PVC-pantie-crotch cup. Doesn’t that sound yummy, boys? If you’re really good I’ll lift it up to your faces so you can lap up my snapper-pudding up for me. After all that’ll mean I’ve had my orgasm.

Smell Fetish Phone Sex Cuckold Domination Slut

Smell Fetish Phone Sex Cuckold

I’m a smell fetish phone sex cuckold domination slut, I admit it. I’m also Mistress Dahlia, maybe your new mistress? It’s a game I like to play with my cuckolded boyfriends. I have a new one pretty well every weekend, by the way. When I get home late at night I’ll plop myself down onto my cuck’s face, whether he’s still awake or not. I’ll ask him if he knows who’s spunk he can smell in my cunt or my ass. If he get’s it right I reward him with a full cream-pie feeding. If he get’s it wrong I reward him with a full cream-pie feeding followed by a sound whipping.

I have a great arm when it comes to accuracy with my whipping and spanking toys. I’ll hit exactly the spot I aim for every time. But, to be honest I like my fresh cream-pies gushing into the mouths of my submissive boyfriends better. Of course I’ll describe in detail how my lover pumped those loads into me at the same time.

All of my hung lovers have their own smell when it comes to their jizz. My smell fetish phone sex cuckold domination sluts all drink up other mens’ ejaculate as I squeeze it out of me and into their waiting, humiliated mouths. I usually use small penis humiliation on my cuckolds no matter what their size is, as it keeps them feeling inferior for me. They keep themselves bound to me and my lovers, so I don’t need chains and shackles. Not to say I don’t get off on a little of that kind of kink every so often.

My cuckolds always end up developing freaky cum-fetishes by the time I’m done with them. Between my long legs being encased in fetish fishnet stockings, my PVC or latex-wear, and my attitude, I own my cuckolds completely. I think we ought to talk on the phone, boys.

Inflatable Latex Fetish Phone Sex

Inflatable Latex Fetish Phone Sex

Inflatable latex fetish phone sex is an excellent training tool for my bondage loving submissive freaks. I’m Mistress Sadie, and I love introducing my little black rubber butt-plugs to my poor bound suckers. My butt-plugs always seem so harmless to the less initiated, but they soon learn otherwise. Look into my eyes and I will have you by the curlies. I’ll insist that you gaze directly into my eyes as I’m slipping a very well lubricated latex butt-plug up your bottoms, boys.

I use lots of lubricant on any bound boy in training, so my latex gloved fingers slip in so very easily. A second digit always follows the first one, and sometimes a third and more will follow as well. I am a freak when it comes to anal play and training, my fellow readers. A French kiss distracts you bound monkeys as I try all kinds of nasty devices on you.

Perhaps, if you can’t shut up for me an inflatable gag will be used on you as well? Your choice, boys. Just think how you’re going to be developing a brand new fetish, though. Inflatable latex fetish phone sex is so much fun, for me. *grins evilly* I’ll capture you naughty men trolling the nightclubs with my unwavering gaze, and then I’ve got you. Sure you’ll let me slip you into one of my exotic inflatable bondage-bags, won’t you? You want me to be happy, don’t you?

You’ll look like a long black Oscar Meyer wiener once I’ve got you bondage pervs all zipped inside and fully inflated. Just your lucky faces will show through the face-hole, while the rest of your body’ll be encased in that pungent smelling rubber cocoon. Oh, and guess what? Your inflatable butt-plug will be inserted and the pump-bulb will exit through a specially made hole. I’ll pump that bulb slowly, as I watch your facial expressions. Come to me my fellow fetish freaks, and let’s play.

Fantasy Femdom CEO Phone Sex Mistress

Fantasy Femdom CEO Phone Sex

Fantasy femdom CEO phone sex Mistress Annette, here. Those poor career ladder climbers, especially the men, they are so easy to conquer. What are you waiting for, gentlemen, a bolt of lightning to hit you? I am a very intelligent, kinky woman and I know exactly who and what I have at my finger-tips. I want you, on your knees and at my feet, that’s what I want.  When is the last time your dominant female boss bent you boys over her desk and had her way with you?

I have a lot of clever tricks that I use on you men who work underneath me, and I revel in rubbing your noses into the carpeting in my plush corner office. I’ll take my jacket off and unbutton my shirt so I can get really comfortable in my office when I invite certain men inside. Do you have any idea how strong nylons are when I have tied a poor newbie on top of my desk with them?

As a fantasy femdom CEO phone sex mistress I get away with murder. I’ll let you faithful readers decide whether I mean that literally or not. *smirks* For me it’s about power, lots of power. I cream into my sweet silken knickers when I have one of my high-heeled feet pushing a man’s head to the floor. They come into my office as though they were my equals or something, fellas, and I won’t have that. I don’t yell or raise my voice when I’m speaking to my staff. I look at their expressions as they enter my office, and I know they can smell my sex.

Sometimes I’ll ride a well hung man through an orgasm or two right on top of my desk. Other men I’d rather just impale them on one of my bigger strap-ons until they whimper in submission to me. Which man are you?