Saturday, March 5, 2011

Incest phone sex with a loser slut

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This loser is the biggest cock phone sex slut ever. He also loves talking about spraying his sperm all over his mums face. He is such an incest phone sex freak! He brags about sucking off his brother and his mum watching. 


He dresses in his mum's clothes and fantasizes about family fun. He is a cross dressing whore. He wants to be exploited and blackmailed and this is just the beginning.

You heard me, slut?

Thursday, February 24, 2011

You Are Mine To Mold, Taboo Fetish Slave



You are mine to mold, you Taboo phone fetish slave. As you can see I have my super sexy cock tease pvc corset on, my black thigh high fetish boots, encasing my long Mistress legs, rope, and a dirty butt plug that I'm going to shove up your submissive bottom.

Mmmmmm, my new pyrex plug slides in and out of my pursed lips so smoothly, like sucking a dirty phone fantasy cock. I will sit on your chest like a proper Dominatrix does and I will force this pretty plug into your mouth, maybe after I slap you in the face and order you to suck it for me. LOL...then as quick as a wink, I will shove my buttplug up your stretched open submissive bum. Scream for me, sissy pig!

You know you want to be my ass whore, all dolled up and sodomized by my toys, maybe even my big strapon? You'll feel the sting of my crop across your shoulders before I plunge my strapon butt cock up your dirty phone sex hole.

You must say please, Mistress Dahlia, please sodomize me like the twisted little phone fantasy whore that I am....lololol.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Dahlia's Taboo Lair of Carnal Desires


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Welcome to my lair, if you dare...lolol. So you think you've got what it takes to be my phone sex whipping boy, or are you just going to be a man and help yourself? Dahlia looks steadily into the young man's eyes. Her gaze has him riveted in his bar stool as he watches her tilt her drink back.

Kyle spotted her in the dark lounge, nursing her exotic drink. This tall dark haired woman was stunning to his eye, in her slick pvc fetish phone sex ware. Abruptly, she got up and sauntered slowly across the floor, her hourglass hips gyrating like a feline predator cruising her jungle. Holding her empty martini glass up in front of Kyle had him tripping all over himself, trying to get the waitress' attention.

Dahlia spotted the small silver airlines pin on Kyle's smart looking jacket and ascertained, correctly, that he was a flyboy, which got her purring like a taboo phone fantasy Mistress. Toying with his navy and crimson striped neck tie as she bumped her pvc encased hip against his and whispered, the words, "your place or mine?"

The cab ride was quick and efficient inspite of the city's bumps and pot holes.Flopping down on the long stylish sofa, Kyle propped his feet on the coffee table and smiled as Dahlia placed two cocktail glasses down on the table. Kyle chuckled as he spotted Dahlia dropping two small tablets into his drink while she was in front of the liquor cabinet. The moment she popped out of the living room, Kyle switched the glasses around, not noticing Dalia watching him over her shoulder.

Kyle coughs and gives his head a shake as he realizes he's sprawled out with nylons tied around his wrists and ankles, on Dahlia's massive king sized twisted phone sex bed. Dahlia laughs softly and tells Kyle that it's obvious that neither of them can be trusted. "O.K"., Kyle says and laughs nervously as he realizes he can't get away, "you can let me go now." His eyes start to regain their focus as he looks at Dahlia still wearing her sexy tight fetish Mistress style dress and her sky high fetish heeled shoes.

Dahlia's been on the prowel for some time now, for the right kind of sex partner, one with a little piss & vinegar and Kyle here, seems to fit the bill. Dahlia sidles up to the bed and teases Kyle by dangling his belt tip in his face. "C'mon, Bitch! "Let me loose and I'll show you who's in charge here!" Waving her finger back and forth, tauntingly, Dahlia says, "Naahhhhh, I like you under my thumb.""But, you'll have to start getting some manners and quit calling me a bitch." The belt comes down in a flash, a half dozen times across Kyle's chest as he squirms and struggles and curses a blue streak.

"Aahhhhh, does the belt sting?"......Dahlia giggles and hops up on the bed and straddles the cursing Kyle. Jumping up on his chest, he feels Dahlia's smooth phone fantasy thighs on his chest as she squirms forward. Lifting her Domme Mistress pvc dress up, she slides her freshly shaven cunt right over the man's sweaty face. Grunting as his tongue sinks deeply between her phone sex cunt lips. Now Kyle gasps from underneath as her sweet round bottom as it envelopes his hot face, Dahlia's hands encircle Kyle's stiffening thick twitching cock and she starts sliding them up and down his girth as she leans forward, popping the big red mushroom head into her sexy cupid mouth. In a smooth long stroke, she sucks the heavy shaft all the way into her mouth. Mmmmmmm, she moans as he feels him bucking and writhing underneath her and her creaming, saucy, wet cunt.

Kyles balls tighen in Dahlia's expert hands and he shoots a thick hot load deep into her mouth as she swamps his face with her own feminine ejaculate. The two moan and groan and bellow as their dirty phone fantasy climaxes send them both over the edge.....................

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Horny Demanding Young Widow



Dont feel sorry for me. Being widowed so young was a blessing! I am a young vivacious hot MILF. Well, actually I have no children they would just get in the way of all my fun too. I like to be pampered and spoiled. And as some of you may of guess I like a good hot dirty phone sex fuck. 

Please! If you are a boot licker do not try and score MY pussy. I can smell you boot lickers a mile away. My laughter is so humiliating but then I suppose you might like that, slut.

I am always ready to seduce horny married men. They just love my kinky adulterous fantasies and how naughty I can get.  I want to fuck you while I wear your wives wedding gown then take off to vegas and party all night long! Stop being so well behaved and let Dahlia take you on a walk on the wild side. It will be our little secret. ;)

If you are a young man with a large cock that those 19 year old sluts cant take get your horny self over to Ms. Dahlia. I love to play with you hot college boys. I also love playing with you teenage boys too but shhhh. ;)

 I am the seductive tease of your naughtiest dreams and will teach you so many kinky bedroom tricks.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

A Black Christmas With Dahlia





You sweet lovelies know how much I adore black, right?

Pretty feminine fetish phone sex pumps, stiletto heeled of course. You see, Goddesses like myself don't always need clothing other than cruel, sharp heeled, pumps. All the better to stand on bad boys with.

Black Christmas pumps look so sweet pinning down bad boys hands as I leer down at you. Presents need to be neatly wrapped and placed under my jet black Christmas tree, dolls.

Of course lovely, shiny, crimson, credit cards always look stunning with my black pumps and black Christmas tree. Crimson blood goes beautifully with black spiked heels..*smiles.*

With such festive adoration you look up at my alabaster skinned form as I put my full weight on you while wearing our lovely black, Christmas pumps. Oh my! I think my heel punctured you.

*Gasps*.....Oohhhh my, I can't help but marvel at the dark red droplets of blood running down your ribcage, you bad bad boy. Sharp heels and tender flesh, such a treat for a young Goddess.

You nasty Christmas boys love how a beautiful taboo phone fantasy bitch in high heels stands on you and watches as you wince in pain for her pleasure, even after you have generously gifted her.

I may squat while balancing in my nasty hot sexy high heels on your heaving chest; this way I can look at you grimmace like the Christmas Grinch. I may slap your face or I may spit on it, darlings.

See the spirit of Christmas in me, boys? I am fully nude for your undeserving eyes to enjoy; my gift to you. You are fully clothed and laying on your back underneath my pretty black heels.

You being fully clothed allows me to rush you out the door when I'm done using you as my festive pin cushion. Your shirt ripped open for my bloody heels is divine though.

Stand up for your Goddess Dahlia, you silly elf, you. Open wide so I may pop your pretty crimson credit card into your mouth before I nudge you out the door....*Laughs hysterically.*

Crumpets n kisses, cock stroker pay piggy.......Muaahhh!!!

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

I am a Little Cross With You.





I am a little cross with you. There's no room in my library for thuggish behavior like yours. I want to see you tonight so I can teach you some proper library etiquette.

The doorbell to her apartment chimes and silently the door opens. Paul hesitates and when he sees nobody in the hallway entrance, he enters, closing the door behind him. "Hello?, he says.The apartment lights are down quite low. It's silent as he cautiously steps further inside the luxurious apartment. The painting on the wall in the living room has him entranced when he hears her behind him. Towering in front of him, Dahlia strikes a very formadible presence in her custom taylored fetish latex pencil dress and her kinky Mistress high heeles. Like a deer in the headlights, Paul freezes. Dahlia locks him in her gaze before she says, "I am a little cross with you, Paul" He tries to stammer out an explanation when Dahlia silences him with a raised finger.

Dahlia points to the thickly carpeted floor and tells Paul that he will remain on all fours until he's told otherwise. "Follow me", she tells the pathetic man. Down the hall past a cavernous study and finally into a darkly lit bedroom he follows the undulating form ahead of him.

"Damn, this carpet burns my knees....................Those are the last words Paul remembers saying as he wakes up stretched out in a spread-eagle face-down position on Dahlia's twisted phone sex bed.

"What the....what's going on here?", Paul asks loudly now. Stretched taught across a slick dark coloured vinyl covered duvet, Paul tests the heavy leather cuffs wrapped around his wrists and ankles. "What the fuck's going on, bitch?!", Paul yells as he tries to control his panic.CRACK, Crack, CRACK! The cane leaves three angry red welts across Paul's buttocks. Searing white pain paralyzes Paul as his mind attempts to process the pain. Vaguely, in the distance, he hears Dahlia's voice threateningly reminding him of his thuggish behavior.

Like a spider, Dahlia with her long limbs clambers across the shocked man's heaving form. She hunches over Paul, her silky long hair cascading over his shoulders as her hot breath puffs against the side of his face. Dahlia's voice darkens as she tells Paul about the line that he has crossed.
Dahlia's slender, curved, latex, tabbo fetish phone sex strapon suddenly spreads Paul's plump ass cheeks apart and stops at the entrance of his puckered anal aperture. Eyes pop wide open as he realizes Dahlia's intentions. Paul starts to plead as Dahlia's long fingers quickly slide in between his lips and teeth.

Like a macabre clown, Paul's face is transformed by Dahlia's fingers firmly gripping his gaping mouth. The deadly phone fantasy latex clad librarian pulls the helpless man's head back as she plunges her smooth curvy hips down against his helpless form.Laughing wickedly now, Dahlia pumps her hips up and down against Paul's backside. Gasping and hissing through his outstretched mouth and clenched teeth, Paul receives his anal pummeling by the enraged and sexually charged Dahlia. Finally the tall woman erupts in an orgasm.

Paul ejaculates against the juice slicked vinyl underneath him as Dahlia climaxes against him with her strap-on buried deep inside the defeated man's rectum. Panting, Paul whispers thanks to Dahlia as she smiles down at him. Unbuckling a wrist-cuff, Dahlia musses Paul's hair and whispers in his ear, "I'll see you at the library tomorrow."................

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Cock Tease Phone Sex


I do so love a merry chase. I know you are watching me. How could you not. I am dressed for success. Heels, stockings and a dress that hides not one of my delicious womanly curves. I know how to walk and how to talk and my giggle is bone inducing.

Follow me. You know you cant resist. Up the flight of stairs. Watch my ass twitch as I look over my shoulder at you. Come to me. I can see by the bulge in your trousers that you are ready for anything but I like to take it slow. Lingering over my hot conquest is what it is all about. Sensual live phone sex with the temptress of your dreams is what you crave.

Come into our hostess's bedroom. Oh yes, I am bold. Watch me sit on the edge of her bed and slowly straighten one stocking. You looking at that cleavage? Tease and denial makes me panties wet! Can you smell those hot panties? Look as I open my legs a little.

See?

Wanna sniff?

Lick?

Cock tease phone sex is delicious.
Pull that out of control submissive cock out and stroke it. I want to see if we should fuck on her bed or not.....