I hope that you enjoyed our session today as much as I did. I have to say men like you are what makes me love my job. Going home every night to my husbands puny member is such a drag. Most days are just so routine and melancholy but today you brought excitement and fulfillment to my life. That new sofa I put in my office really came in handy while you were pounding my round firm ass. My tight wet cunt was dripping with your cum as I drove home. This is the only thing my husband is good for anyway slurping up all your cum off my freshly pounded pussy. Knowing in his mind that he can never bring me anything close to what I felt with you.
Category: Phone sex therapy
Cuckold Phone Sex Humiliation
Do you need cuckold phone sex therapy? If you have a small dick but think you are God’s gift to women, you clearly need help. I met a man in total denial of his pin dick last night. Usually, the men bragging about how much money they make and what kind of sports car they drive are overcompensating. That might work on a young girl, but mature sexy women see right through that shit. I called him out. He tried to get sassy with me, even called me a carpet muncher. I made it clear to him that I would eat a million pussies before I would suck one little dick. He kept telling me and my girlfriends that I couldn’t handle his package. I called his bluff. I told him to show us this beast of a dick he was claiming to have dangling between his legs. It was worse than I expected. All we saw was hair and balls. Perhaps with a weed whacker, I could have seen some semblance of a dick, but when you are all hair and nuts, you are a loser with a capital L. My girlfriends and I snapped pictures for Snap Chat. None of us could believe the bravado this loser had. When he tried to pull up his pants, one of my friends grabbed his hand and pinned it behind his back. She is a self-defense instructor, so she has moves like Chuck Norris. She paraded him around the club for all the ladies to see what this big talker really had between his legs. He couldn’t handle the small dick humiliation. He just kept calling us all tuna bumpers and other lesbian insults. I kissed my girlfriends and fingered their pussies in front of him, so he knew I would take pussy over his loser dick any day. I think he left the club crying. I was too busy munching on pussy to notice.
Phone Sex Therapy with a Dominant Woman
Phone sex therapy is very popular. Losers, sissies, submissive slaves and cuckolds need someone to talk to because they have wives who just don’t understand. I spoke to a career submissive t his morning. He is married to a wife who will role play with him in bed, but as soon as she leaves the bedroom, she is back to traditional husband and wife roles. I honestly don’t understand why women who have submissive husbands don’t exploit them. If I was married and my husband begged me to have power over his life, I would run with it and enjoy it. Many men are weak and submissive. They need a woman to control all aspects of their lives. As a phone sex therapist, I advised him to seek a mistress. If your wife won’t exploit you, a mistress will. I love blackmailing my callers, forcing them to tribute me when they expose their dirty little secrets. But as a phone mistress, I am limited in what I can do. I will help subby men find mistresses in their area. Some men should not be married to weak women; women okay with traditional marriage roles. Fuck tradition. If you are with me and you are a submissive bitch, you are getting pegged in the ass daily. You are doing all the housework. You are paying all the bills that are in my name. I am not a weak woman. I have never fit the traditional wife role which is why I am twice divorced. I am a wife in charge kind of woman. If you are a natural submissive, I will exploit the hell out of you. You will tribute me. You will eat my ass and my pussy. You keep my house clean. You will pay for sexy outfits for me to wear when I fuck real men. You will give me control over all your finances. You will submit mind body and soul. Think you could handle a dominant woman like me?
Phone Sex Therapy All Day
Phone sex therapy happens all the time with me. Some guys don’t even know they need it until they call. This morning a new caller discovered me. He got his tax return on a prepaid card and thought it would be a discreet way to have some fun without his wife knowing about it. I encourage married men with curious wives or joint accounts to always use a prepaid card! This was just a horny man calling for a regular vanilla fuck. I love a good phone fuck; however, I still have a size requirement. I am not masturbating and moaning for a small dick. A smart man would just lie to me. Tell me he has a big cock, although I can often tell from a voice how endowed someone is or is not! He didn’t sound gay. He didn’t sound like a sissy, but he told me he had 5 hard inches for me. Now, a 5-inch cock may not be small, but it is hardly big either. It is what I call pathetically average. I don’t fuck average cock. What hot sexy woman yells, “Give me your 5-inch dick stud?” No woman does. I gave him some tough love. I explained his cock is average. It is not small. It is not big. It’s the Goldilocks of cocks, but not just right for me. Just right for me is big. I will settle for 7 inches if the rest of the package is nice, but 8 is usually my bare minimum in dick size. At first, my caller was trying to assert dominance over me, but I don’t play those games. By the end of our call, he was fucking his man pussy with his wife’s dildo and buying a pair of my panties to keep his nub secure. That is the power of a sexy phone sex slut!
Cuckold Phone Sex Therapy
Cuckold phone sex is what I enjoy the most. Making fun of your tiny equipment that couldn’t satisfy a Barbie doll is so much fun. I tease guys in my personal life incessantly about their tiny dicks; especially the losers who want to bang me but don’t pass the length requirement. John is a teacher at my school. Outwardly, he looks like a catch. He is handsome and gainfully employed. He is divorced, but dates. He is a serial dater. He knows I am a sex therapist. He came to me months ago for some personal advice and direction. He wanted to know why he can’t get a woman to commit. I knew that if no woman was wanting to be in a relationship with him there was something I was missing. I would have dated him if he was not a teacher at my school. I will fuck the students, but the faculty is off limits to my pussy. What is that saying about not shitting where you eat?
This sexy babe is smart. Intra office relationships only cause turmoil. I had dinner with John to tell him we could only be friends. He was cool with that, but he still wanted my help in finding a long term girlfriend. I asked him the tough question. How was he in bed? He admitted what he lacked in length he made up for with enthusiasm. I knew what the problem was when he said that. Women want size: length and girth are important. Since he was in the friend zone, I had him show me his dick. It was a baby dick at best. The tiniest thing I have seen on a full grown man. He was not happy with my brand of tough phone sex therapy at first but understanding why women flee from you is half the battle to happiness. I have been training him to be a cuckold and a sissy. He accepts now that he will never be the romantic lead in a woman’s life. The best he can hope for is to be a sissy or cuckold. Do you need help understanding your role in a woman’s life?
Phone Sex Therapist for Cuckolds and Sissies
I love being a phone sex therapist. I talk to men about their kinky fetishes and fantasies; all the things they cannot tell anyone else, even their wives. Even though I am discreet, I am not bound by the same ethical guidelines that limit a licensed therapist. I can laugh at my clients. I can shame them. I can mock them. And, I can publicly humiliate them in my blogs if I want. What makes me go to such extremes? Losers do. First, some of the most pathetic men call me. They know they are losers who can’t please a Barbie doll with the turtle hiding in their panties. Second, they are asking for trouble by confiding in me. I snicker every time a caller says, “This is just between you and me, right?” It is if you don’t piss me off, annoy me or tell me the most pathetic story ever. It has been a loser week. Cuckolds, sissies, panty boys oh my. The winner of the loser of the week goes to Dale. Dale has been watching his wife put on makeup to go to the gym for a year now. He has been eating her pussy when she comes back from the gym for a year now too. He seemed to believe she was creamy from sweat. I sweat a lot when I get a decent workout. Never once have I sweated out thick milky white cream from my pussy from doing squats. Unless, of course, I am doing squats on my trainer’s big fat cock. I had to break it to Dale that not only was he the dumbest husband on the planet, he was also a cuckold and sissy cum eater. Phone sex therapy means being harsh sometimes. If you are too dumb to read the writing on the wall, I am happy to spell it out for you. Please, don’t cry like Dale. I can only handle you being so pathetic.
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When you enter you will strip down to nothing and get on your hands and knees. Slowly you will crawl over to me. I will be sitting on the couch wearing nothing but my black thongs. You will kneel before me I will spread my legs. You see my kitty, glistening wet waiting for your tongue and fingers to give me pleasure. You slide my thongs aside bringing your tongue to my clit. Flickering at it as your 2 fingers find my sweet hole and push on in. I moan and my back arches. I place my hand on the back of your head and push your face into me. Your tongue going buck wild. I clench my ass moaning even louder. My hips rocking on your fingers. Feeling my orgasim building. You push your fingers in deeper and bite on my clit. I explode into your mouth. Digging my nails into you. My body trembling, my kitty squirting and squirting. Giving you all my sweet nectar.