I had a special case yesterday, this guy needed more help than even I could give! He had a tiny penis, I’m talking full on micro penis, this thing was barely an inch long! You would think that a man like that would be humble and meek right? I mean how could a guy like that not know that he was no kind of man at all?? He was cocky and arrogant, he acted like I should be falling all over a man like him but I knew better, I just laughed at his pathetic attempts to dominate the conversation until finally he quit all that bullshit and admitted that he couldn’t satisfy any woman with that tiny clitty. I made him strip off his clothes and get down on his hands and knees like a bitch in heat, I told him that he was my bitch now and he had to do whatever I told him to do, no matter how humiliating or degrading! He didn’t want to agree with me but what else could he do? In the end he begged for me to fuck him with my strap on cock and he loved every second of it!
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Self Proclaimed Phone sex therapist Felecia works late hours.
He needed an emergency session with me. He told me he was about to lose his mind. He was desperate and needed my help. Kevin has always been over dramatic. So, I knew if I didn’t allow him to come over the first time he called, He wasn’t going to stop calling. He choked on his words when I opened the door. I was getting ready for my New Year’s Eve party. I was in a sexy black and red corset with a sexy short red skirt and my thigh high stockings. I like to think that I would stop any one dead in their tracks. I grabbed his tie and pulled him into my front door. I pushed him down on the bench by the door and unzipped his pants. His rock-hard cock sprung out of his zipper drooling. He needed to cum and I needed to finish getting ready for my party. I turned around so he could watch my pussy and ass sliding up and down his cock. He licked his thumb and slid it up my tight ass as I rode his cock. He forgot about why he came over as he watched his cock stretching open my tight pussy. I could feel his cock throbbing as I came all over him. I grabbed his hands and stood up off his cock. He was throbbing and covered in my cum. He was begging me to let him cum. He took out a lot of time from my night, “The price has tripled. If you want to cum you have to pay for it.” He started to beg me, he said he would pay anything. I know he has the money. I slid my pussy down slowly on his throbbing hard cock. The moment the head of his cock popped into my pussy he started to cum. Ended 2016 with a thick load of cum in my pussy and thick wad of cash.
Sex Therapy Porn – Cursed Cock
He thought he’d been cursed. He sat in my chair, completely distraught, telling me how he hadn’t been able to fuck his wife in months, since the day he’d had a tryst with a “priestess” who got angry when he said it was a 1-night stand. She had cursed him with impotence, and swore Papa Legba would make sure he’d never be able to fuck another woman til he did right by her.
I had him close his eyes and sit back in the chair. Once behind him, I started to gently massage his scalp as I lowered my mouth next to his left ear, blowing a very gentle breeze past his ear every few seconds. I felt him finally start to relax into my chair, and moved my hands down to his neck and shoulders. When he was fully relaxed, I had him open his eyes and turned on some upbeat jazz. I started a sexy little dance in front of him, slowly working my way to him. I propped one leg up on the chair next to his thigh, showing him that I had no panties on. One glimpse of my tight, shaved pussy had his pants stirring. I proceeded to take off my top, slowly, wiggling as much as possible in the most seductive ways I could. I leaned in close enough for his face to be almost between my breasts as I laid that shirt around his neck. By the time I finished my strip tease, his cock was nice and hard. Just to prove to him that he wasn’t cursed, I pulled him out of his pants, and I started sucking him like a hoover vacuum cleaner. I ran my tongue from base to tip and back again, swallowing him whole in the process. Then, I climbed on him and started riding him. He had a nice, big orgasm, and walked out of my office ready to fuck his own wife.
Late night Phone sex therapy on Christmas eve.
It’s a magical time of year. Time when families get together. I’m sure right now you have a house full of nieces and nephews you haven’t seen in years! My oh my how they have grown. I know you are struggling. Fighting to hold back your ragging boner. It’s not your fault. Dr. Felecia knows what you are going through.
Your wife has been shut off and angry since Halloween and now you have your barely legal niece prancing around in a slutty Santa outfit. How is your cock not supposed to want her tight pink pussy? Sneak into the room she is staying in. Go find a pair of her dirty panties. Sneak off and call me. I can walk you through this hard time.
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Come on in. Make yourself comfortable. My couch is available, if that’s where you’d like to relax. Just settle on in there, and let me work my magic. Tell me all the things that have been bothering you, while I give you a nice massage, working at each of those tense muscles in turn. Close your eyes and let the smell of my skin and my private space captivate you and soothe you. Feel your concerns and cares slowly start to melt away as my hands work at your clothes for more skin-to-skin contact. Listen to my soothing voice, and feel my breath caressing your skin as I go. My fingers work themselves down your fly, slowly finding their way to cradle your manhood. You feel me working gently and firmly, massaging and drawing all the blood to that central area. Your sack starts to fill, drawing with it all of your tension and stress, as all of that leaves every other part of your body. Lose yourself in my ministrations, and let me work your cock and balls, even your taint and ass, until you orgasm away all the stressors you’ve been dealing with. Leave all of that with me, as you walk away to carry on with life as you know it, and let me clean up the mess that was your worries with my tongue.
The Best Phone Sex Sometimes Means Small Dick Humiliation!
Some of the best phone sex stories involve cuckolds. I am a sexy mature woman. Size matters. It should matter to all women; especially older women. I have a hot girlfriend whose husband is equally hot. They are swingers who have been trying to get me to join them for a threesome for years. I have nothing against threesomes. My hesitation doesn’t steam from any moral code. We are friends. I don’t ever want to lose a good girlfriend over a man. Good fucks and handsome men are easy to find. A good girlfriend is much harder. I finally caved; agreed to a threesome. I told Sally it was her Christmas gift. I wore a really sexy black and pink outfit I got at Victoria Secret. I was waiting for them with wine in the bedroom.
I was excited as well as nervous. I was making out with Sally to get Mark primed up. When he unzipped his pants to show me his hard cock, I was dumbfounded. Hard he was no bigger than my pinky finger. I was so disappointed. How was my hot girlfriend settling for such a small cock? Why did she expect me to touch her husband’s loser dick? She heard me sigh, felt me pull away. “What’s the matter honey,” she inquired. I pointed to her husband’s dick. She looked at me incredulously. The poor thing had no clue it was too small for me or her. I heaped some small dick humiliation on Mark, while I got out my strap on to fuck his wife. “I’m going to show Sally how good it feels to get fucked by a real man,” I laughed. I licked her pussy for a few minutes to get her sloppy wet, then I fucked her with my 8 inch strap on while Mark rubbed his itty bitty nub. I made Sally moan and purr. I even made her squirt. I own Sally now. I am more of a man than Mark can ever be. Such a waste of a handsome man too. I was not expecting Sally to be with a man with such a small cock, but now that I know about Mark, I am making it my mission to make her a cuckolding woman like me
Mature Phone Sex Women are the Best Cuckold Phone Sex Therapists
Mature phone sex women understand size matters. Most likely, a sexy mature woman is a cock size queen too. I know I am. I am well past the act like it is no big deal phase of my life. As young girls, we are often brain washed into believing that we just need to be silent in the bedroom. We are spoon fed crap like a man’s sexual needs are more important than our own. I called bullshit on that early in my life. During my first marriage actually. My husband had a small pecker. At least it was painfully average. I was naive until I had an affair with his best friend who turned out to be three times bigger than my husband. Much thicker too. I have since dumped that husband. In fact, I have dumped husband number two also. He had a decent cock, it just NEVER worked.
I am single now. I am on Tinder and Cougar Life. I demand to see a man’s cock before arranging any kind of hook up. I was feeling mean the other day. It happens. This one guy on Tinder started stalking me through social media. He wasn’t happy I rejected his proposal to let him give me his huge 5 inch cock. That is a far cry from “huge.” I arranged for a hook up with a college boy twice that size the same time average dick loser was to show up to my place for a threesome. Not exactly the threesome he envisioned. I cock teased them both, but I only blew one guy. I only fucked one guy. Only one guy saw the cuckold phone sex therapist side of me. I talked about how one of these cocks was not like the other. I giggled at his thin average dick. I even sat on his face with my pussy full of cum. Perhaps now he knows what is really a huge cock. Do you understand?