Cuckold Confessions Phone Sex

There’s nothing that blends emotional and psychological pain together with eroticism as well as cuckolding. Real cuckold confessions phone sex is in my top five favorite kinds of kinky adult chat. Sure, sometimes people call with fantasies and role-plays and I am keen to explore a wide variety of fantasies if there is at least a splash of humiliation involved. But there is nothing quite as arousing as hearing a man call up and confess that he desires to see his wife with another man. What would it be like for you if your wife was fucking your best friend, a neighborhood boy, the whole basketball team, strangers from a bar, etc?

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I am very encouraging when it comes to cuckold phone sex. If you are just mulling over an erotic idea of your wife fucking someone else while you masturbate, I am going to encourage you to talk to her. Talk to her about having a more open relationship. Or talk to her about visiting swingers clubs. Or just let me talk to her. Yep, I mean it too. If you both call me together, I will have you guys make love at my instruction and then bring up some other fantasies I find hot…. like consensual cheating. Group sex may be a little too much soon, but eventually I will get you both there. You only live once, you know. Might as well have fun while we are all here, right? Don’t stuff your desires for being cucked deep down inside. 

I can help you sort through all those complicated jealous feelings you’ll have at the same time you’re aroused by cuckold confessions phone sex.

I can help you sort through all those complicated jealous feelings you’ll have at the same time you’re aroused by cuckold confessions phone sex. If you want to let your wife fuck a man with a bigger dick than you – like say, your braggadocious friend from work and at the same time you hate the idea of him fucking your woman. You just need some reminders about who your wife is and who you are. You’re the cuck and that’s perfectly acceptable. You’re a different kid of man than your stud work pal. Your wife will always love you, she just might also love how your work buddy fucks her. 

I especially love more experienced cuckolds. I like it when you call me while your wife is out with her boyfriend. Fuck, it’s like the best reality porn show to speculate with you about what is happening to your wife or girlfriend while we are talking. If you can all from a land line in case she wants to call you while she is getting pounded, my pussy would very much appreciate it. I hope she can at least sext you a few photos of her with his superior cock. I just love how the thought of your sharing your wife both hurts your ego and stiffens your cock at the exact same time. Don’t worry, baby. I get it. You can call me and confess to me all your deepest darkest secrets. And if it involves your humiliation followed by acceptance of your place in this world, you can bet your wife’s pussy that I am going to be encouraging. 

Interracial Phone Sex Monster BBC

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After a breakup most girls need a change. Some alter their hair style. Others splurge on an expensive new handbag. Many treat themselves to a fancy dinners. A little retail therapy goes a long way. These are all lovely ideas after a break up but it’s missing one very important element: To get over a man, you have to get under another. I like to get under an entirely different kind of man with interracial phone sex. No more white wimps with tiny pink dicks for me. I needed something different; A Latin Lover or a Black Bull.

Oh yes, after my breakup I desperately wanted a change and I went after it. In order to have the best possible post-break up sex, I knew I wanted all of the things that women normally want after exiting a boring relationship. First I got on a dating app with lots of sexy interracial phone sex studs in my area. I swiped like a mad woman on all the muscular hotties. I super swiped the ones that had visible cock bulges. Yum! Then I went to the hair salon and got a cute new style. I spent the rest of the afternoon at the spa getting a fresh manicure, facial, and bikini wax. Then I met my girlfriends for sushi and went on a shopping spree. 

My best friends were excitedly helping me pick out the sexiest lingerie for my interracial phone sex rebound…

My best friends were excitedly helping me pick out the sexiest lingerie for my interracial phone sex rebound when it happened. Oh my… I matched with this gorgeous black GOD of a man. He was tall, with a perfect smile and a very muscular build. I knew that this was the man to help me get over my ex. We chatted for a little bit and I swooned. He was already sexier, funnier, and more charming than my bland ex. I knew that this new interracial phone sex guy was the man I wanted to be the sexiest little slut for. 

I told him that I was just getting out of a relationship and that I hadn’t been properly fucked in over a year. He needed to know that my wimp of an ex was absolute trash in the bedroom and that if he wanted to use my hot under-sexed body, he could. I desperately needed to be fucked by a man that knew how to handle a slut so I sexted him a photo of my tits in the lingerie right from the fitting room! He responded with “Don’t worry, baby girl. I will handle you if you can handle this…” Then a photo of his stiffening cock in his black boxer briefs came through. It was HUGE! In that moment both my mouth and my pussy were drooling. I knew that I needed to get this lingerie off me before I ruined it for later! I invited my interracial phone sex match over to my place that evening. Then I hurried home to get ready to put on that very same sexy red lingerie. 

I opened and there he was looking even more perfect than in his photos. I stared at him in my black lingerie in awe for a brief moment.

I nervously reapplied my red lipstick for the hundredth time. Then I began puttering about in my high heels when there was a knock at the door. I opened and there he was looking even more perfect than in his photos. I stared at him in my black lingerie in awe for a brief moment. Then I welcomed him inside and shut the door. He looked me up and down and smiled before hooking his hand around my waist and pulling me up against his already hard cock. I kissed him while he mauled my tits. Squeezing them and inspecting them. Yes, this is exactly what I needed….

It had been a year wasted with my wimpy white ex. A whole year of being deprived of quality sex. My mouth was desperate to suck his big black cock and I needed him now! I lifted up his shirt and kissed down his muscular chest as I dropped to my knees. I smiled and used my tongue to trace trails through the muscles in his six pack. Moaning softly between kisses and licks. When I got to the waist band of his pants, his huge cock was practically ready to burst the button off. I caressed his monster bbc cock through his pants and carefully unzipped. My eyes widened and he smiled smugly. Now this was the kind of cocky man I loved. A man that delivers. A real man. It felt like I had delicately unwrapped a present to release a monster. And that’s exactly what it was: a monster bbc. A gorgeous eleven inch masterpiece of a black cock complete with a fat mushroom head and delicious veins.

What would happen if I FaceTimed my ex boyfriend so he could watch me with my new black lover? It would be such a turn on to humiliate him like this! Call me for all kinds of interracial phone sex talk. 

Cuckold Phone Sex Humiliation

When someone calls with that certain quiver in his voice, I know exactly what he wants to talk about. It’s getting more and more common, so don’t worry that it’s just you. The inadequacy that leads to cuckold phone sex humiliation, isn’t your special secret unique burden to bear. The evidence is all around us, clearer than ever: Some men have what it takes to please women, and the rest don’t. And you’ve started to figure out which category you belong in. And you need to talk about it.

You can’t talk to your friends about cuckold phone sex. That’s just impossibly embarrassing.

And you can’t talk to your wife or girlfriend, because you already know one of two things is going to happen: Either she tells you not to be silly, not to worry, she loves making love with you … but you won’t really believe her … or she does tell you that actually, yes, you leave something to be desired. And you know what? That’s what you really want, you want her to tell you that she’s wanting, because then everything will be perfectly clear and understood. But it’s too frightening! It’s too real. I understand. You can talk to me about cuckold phone sex humiliation instead.

I’ll tell you the truth. I’ll tell you truths she’d never tell you. It’s easy for me to figure out exactly who you are, and let me tell you right now who you aren’t: a man. A real man. A man who can please a woman, who can keep a woman, who can make a woman want to please him in return. That’s not you. It never was, it never will be, and the sooner you accept that the happier everyone will be.

It’s really a public service I’m providing. You’ll be happier once you accept your limitations and stop letting unrealistic ideas pollute your relationships. And every woman you talk to will be happier once you stop thinking you can offer them something you absolutely cannot. Once you start talking to me everything will become clear. You’re meant for a life of cuckold phone sex stories and that’s it. I can tell you exactly what women need to please them, and I can tell you all about the qualities that real men have. And you’ll completely understand that I’m describing something you aren’t, never were, never could be. You’re something else. It’s not your fault. Just let me help you understand.

Size Queen Phone Sex SPH Mistress

I’m a firm believer that bigger is nearly always better. A gorgeous woman like me, deserves a big fat monster cock. Is that something you possess? Check your pants right now, shrimp dick. How does it measure up to my dildo? That’s right. Look it up and down then look at that underwhelming thing in your boxers. The only thing you’ll be good for us size queen phone sex SPH.

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By now you should know that SPH is small penis humiliation. Come on, you have a small cock so get with the picture, loser. You don’t have enough to please me and you are going to hear about your shortcomings while I please a man with a bigger cock or use one of my fantastically large dildos. Are you jealous or turned on? You know you’ll never be able to properly fill my cunt like I need. You know you’re less of a man and more of a girl. I mean, your penis even looks like a clit. So small cock humiliation and size queen phone sex is all I have in store for you.

Maybe I’ll even decide to cuckold you if you’re worth it. You should see how a real sexy stud pounds my sweet snatch. In so many ways, he’s stronger than you. A better man than you. He’s a real man with such a long, thick cock. You won’t be able to look away when he starts grabbing and groping me. I’m sorry you’re so useless, but not as sorry as you’re going to be when you see a real man take me in all the ways you only dream of being able to.

I’m a size queen phone sex Mistress who will show you your place in this world. Underneath me, licking the drippings from my hot freshly fucked pussy. Slurp all of that wetness up you little dicked loser.

Male Degradation Phone Sex

I’m a vicious bitch with a mouth like a chainsaw. I’ll cut all you dumb mother fuckers down with male degradation phone sex. I’m most likely  the meanest, terrorizing, Hellish female you’ve ever met. Let’s be honest, I’m absolutely a man-hater. You’re all horny garbage bins that have limited uses. It’s important that you make me laugh. Denying that you’re a humiliation whore when you’re talking to me means you have a death wish.

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So come pay me to be mean to you. You know it makes your cock stiff. I’m a challenging, wild, alpha female that will tell you exactly like it is. That you’re a pathetic loser who needs to pay for male degradation phone sex. All I have to do is tell you the truth and that’s easy for me. It comes naturally to a woman like me. Stomping all over pathetic little losers who can’t keep from masturbating their useless cocks excites me.

It’s a wonder women even keep men around. I think if we all banded together and shipped all the men off to some sort of factory farm where we only used them for their sperm. That’s it, attach them all to some sperm milking machine. Play them porn, treat them poorly, and slaughter them when their nut becomes weak. Men make fine slaves for male degradation phone sex, but that’s about it.

Verbally abusing you and using you with male degradation phone sex is the only way a short dicked wimp like you could ever please me. Might as well accept it and start pulling on your tiny pud while I laugh. You’re just a played out joke, so call me and tell me your weaknesses so that I may find some amusement with the inferior sex. I can even feign like I’m enjoying myself if that’s your deal. I know I’m not interested in men other than for humiliation and male degradation phone sex, so I’ll put you to work as my personal little emotional abuse slut. That’s my favorite kind of pain slut.

Oh please, I’ll never allow to you fuck me, so stop drooling over my divine cunt.

Sissy Fag Training Phone Sex with BBC

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What a great weekend. My ex boyfriend called me on Thursday and asked if we could meet up. I told him he had to wear an old pink thong that I left at his place, along with jeans and a small t-shirt. He complained at first, but I told him that would be the only way he would get to see me was with sissy fag training phone sex.

We met at my favorite sushi place. When we got there I purposefully requested we sit at the sushi bar. His panties rode up on him and the whale tail was exposed over his jeans. I loved noticing the looks of other customers when they passed by. Every time someone noticed I would tell him, “There’s another person that knows you’re a sissy.” His discomfort was very hot.

At one point he asked if I would consider fucking him again and I said, “Sure, but I didn’t really tell him what it was more along the lines of sissy fag training phone sex with big black cock. I let him take me back to his place, where he fed me drinks until I was drunk enough to be as mean as I wanted.

I then told him to strip out of his boring man clothing and stand in front of me. He did it, but couldn’t make eye contact with me. I asked him if he was ready to fuck in his panties and he told me he couldn’t get hard like that. So I made him sit next to me on the couch and watch some BBC porn. As we did so, the sight of those huge black dicks made me really horny. “Your cock doesn’t compare to those real man dicks, you know that?” I asked him. He responded slowly that he knew. I had him sit on the fat end of the couch and told him that in his panties he was more woman than man and that because of this, he needed to start masturbating like a sissified girl. He rubbed his cock over the panties for 20 minutes while I told him about the black cocks I had fucked. I even told him about Sean, the black guy I had over while we were dating, and how he had fucked me bareback 20 minutes before my ex had got home on his birthday. He had no idea that he was already my personal sissy fag training phone sex cuckold. I told him that he had 10 minutes to get fully hard watching black cock videos, and if he could, I would fuck him. It was so much fun to watch him struggle. Every time he would look at my body or away from the screen, I would force him to look back at those black cocks. As we’re getting close to the twenty minutes and he was sweating, I told him it was okay. I would fuck him anyway.

He looked so relieved, I felt giddy with excitement.

He started to take his panties off and I was like, “Oh no, that’s not how this relationship works anymore. Get on your back, you fucking pussy.” He almost left but I reminded him how badly he wanted to eat my pussy and suck on my breasts. He laid back on the couch with a huff ready to become my sissy fag training phone sex bitch.

Since you were really always useless, I tell him, “We’re gonna do a new kind of fucking. We’re gonna do something where my happiness doesn’t depend on his ability to stay hard or have any fucking stamina. “I’m gonna fuck your pussy with my cock.” This is the only way he can have any contact with me. I could see he thought about it for a second but then said “Okay” very quietly.

He got on his back and spread his legs. I put two fingers into his mouth and told him to suck on them like they were a cock. As he sucked on my index and middle finger, I told him that this was just the beginning of his forced feminization and cock sucking training. If he wanted to be with me, we were going to start off in this new relationship. He would be my sissy pussy slave and I would be his black cock pimp. And we were starting his training now. With that, I took my 2 fingers out of his mouth and said, “Now beg me to finger you.” He started with a boring, “Please finger me.” Then moved to a “finger my sissy hole,” but I teased him until he finally said, “please stretch out my pussy so I can serve cock for you.” I teased it for a bit until I could feel him bucking his hips, trying to take my fingers inside. As I entered, I asked him if he knew what our next steps were. “Am I going to have to suck cock?” He asked. “Among many other things, yes you are, you horrible slut.” I fingered him for 40 minutes, telling him about the various men I knew in town who would soon be his masters, telling him about their cock sizes and how they fucked me better than he ever did. I held up my phone and showed him Sean’s big, black, uncircumcised dick in some pics and videos we had taken during my ex’s birthday weekend. “I’m going to make you Sean’s girlfriend now. Do you understand?” He was so horny and out of control that he agreed to be a forced sissy fag phone sex bitch boi. “Whore me out to him, please”, my ex begged. He was ready to blow and fucking my finger like it was already a real cock. “Does my little faggot want a release?” I asked him. “Only through anal.” That’s the only way you get to cum now. Do you understand?” He was sweating and bucking his hips up and down on my finger. I was already thinking about the next steps. To be fair, I did touch his cock a little when he was close. He came (not a lot) in big shudders and grinded on my finger. It was buried all the was inside his pussy. With my left hand I caught the jizz spilling out his cock and smeared it all over his face like my personal little facial faggot fuck rag.

“Okay, slave. Fun time is over. Drive home just like that and send me a thank you face time call when you get home. If your not still covered in your drying jizz, don’t call me ever again.”

“Yes, daddy,” he said, hurriedly adjusting his panties and running out the door. I knew he would call when he got home.

Humiliation Phone Sex Goddess Janelle

Hey loser masturbator. It’s me your meanest Queen, Janelle. In fact, “Mean Queen Janelle” is a fine title for blonde haired and blue eyed perfection. You’re just a miserable little jerk-off boy without a purpose. My humiliation phone sex will give you a purpose. You’ll be my amusement. I’m wicked and verbally abusive, but it still makes your cock hard.

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It doesn’t really matter what you’re in the mood to be degraded for. I love it all. SPH, race, age, spousal, height, religion. You’re all inferior and I’ll find away to exploit your weakness or insecurities. Think you’re ready to be my punching bag? I can remember the very first time a blonde Goddess like me encountered a little dick loser.
He took me out for a shitty dinner date and rambled on about his dietary restrictions. Like I give a fraction of a fuck. Part of me wanted to stuff a little bit of whatever he was allergic to into his face and watched what happened like some evil scientist in a laboratory. Oh, how wicked humiliation phone sex can really become with me. I noticed there wasn’t much to the bulge in his pants and that should’ve been really telling… I was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he had some magical growth ability that would be glorious to watch.
When we got back to his car, I started kissing him and rubbing his crotch. I felt a little something getting hard and grabbed for it. Look at me. It shouldn’t be this hard to get a cock stiff. I do it all the time with just a flip of my hair, smile or the sway of my hips.
What a pussy. I unzipped his pants and reached inside. Once I felt his tiny penis in my grasp I released it, laughed and hit the overhead light. It was all I could do to keep from snorting. It was so fucking small. This SPH humiliation phone sex loser was not even good for a fuck!
I laughed at him, took a picture with my phone before requesting an Uber.

Goodbye, loser. You’re useless and can never properly fuck a woman.