It’s not a shock that sometimes I can be a strict masturbatrix.  I have a lot of phone sex callers who seem to have the need to confess to me that they can never stop jerking off.   Not just when we were on the phone, but in nearly every opportune moment that presents itself for these stroker addicts.

“Oh look, there’s a female deodorant commercial on tv…that girl was cute…hmm..I think I’ll jerk off.”

“Wow, my cougar neighbor said the word ‘fuck’, man now I need to wank myself”.

“It’s 4:54pm on a rainy Friday afternoon, yup…time to slap my monkey”.

Seriously, some of you are pathetic!

So when “Mr. Wayne”, a pseudo-devout Catholic who is always filled with immense guilt over his excessive masturbation habit called me a couple weeks ago, I had the best idea ever for him.   He has told me he jerks off at least a few times a day and that he knows he shouldn’t be so greedy, but that he can’t help it.  He also confessed a strict Catholic upbringing where self-gratification is frowned upon.   You know what that means, right?  Sister Mary Lexi to the rescue!

Since it is the season of Lent, many Catholics partake in a 40 day ritual of abstaining from something.  The idea is to give up a favorite habit or hobby in order to cleanse one’s body, mind and soul to prepare for the most holy Catholic day of the year–Easter Sunday.  Mr. Wayne wants to “make a good Lent” this year and says he is willing to sacrifice whatever it takes to be more holy in the eyes of the Lord.   I think its even more important that  Mr. Wayne become  more holy AND worthy  in the eyes of  of Mistress Lexi, she who owns his cock.

So, Mr. Wayne has been ordered by the Most Holy Office Of Lexi, Cock Control Specialist, to refrain from touching his dick in any sexual way over the 40 day period of Lent.  He will be denied and celibate per MY wishes and during our weekly phone sex session, his cock will be teased and tormented.  If at any time, he breaks his Lent vows,  he will be subjected to a cruel, deviant humiliation.   I have an abundance of ammunition in which to blackmail Mr. Wayne and will gladly reveal him and his secret fetish to the world.

Thanks be to Lexi. 

Have you ever fantasized about what it would be like to get busy with a sensual, black lady?  I can’t tell you how many white men are utterly amazed at the kind of lovin’ they receive when they succumb to my irresistible charms.  I’m a voluptuous, erotic ebony female and when I am with you, I will simply ravish you.

Sometimes, I think I’m a little bit of a hedonist.  I love good food, wine, entertainment, and all sorts of  carnal delights.  I just can’t get enough of the good stuff; when something makes me feel amazing, I want more and more! I am ruled by passion and I leave my lovers in a dizzy whirlwind when I am done with them.

Take cock-sucking for example.  White men, in particular, are addicted to fucking my mouth.  They tell me there is nothing that compares to my juicy, full, hot mouth wrapped around them and that no white woman ever sucked them off like I can.  Watching their white, full erection slide in, out and in between my dark lips makes men crazy!  It feels incredible when my mouth is  moaning, humming and  slithering all over your sexy dick.  Sometimes I’ll lightly graze my teeth over your naked flesh and use my tongue in places that will make you blush!  I’ll lick your balls too….I won’t neglect any part of your body.  And you know I will need you to cum in my mouth so I can drink you down.  There won’t be a drop of fluid left, I am a very thorough cock-sucker. Like I said, passion motivates everything I do.

When was the last time you felt the passion?  How much longer can you go without it? Baby knows what you need and what will make you experience phone sex nirvana.

“Yes?” he asked.

“I saw you staring at my ass. Want to fuck it?” His eyes widened as I wiggled my ass again and in a flash I was pressed face down into the mat, his body pressing on top of me.

“You want it in the ass like a whore?”

I nodded and felt him pull my pants down, exposing my ass to him and anyone who dared to walk in. My pussy was soaking wet and he fingered me roughly, making me beg for it. His pants came down and I felt his cock rub up and down my ass, teasing me. Fuck, I wanted it so bad. I wanted to be taken like the ass slut that I am.

Finally, his cock pushed into me. I moaned as I felt how thick it was; plunging right into my ass without hesitation. He pounded me hard, stretching that ass of mine until I could barely take it anymore.

Then he pulled out and hauled me to my knees, making me suck on that cock like an ass-to-mouth whore. His hot, sticky cum poured down my throat and I drank down every last drop. Mmm….I can’t wait to be fucked in the ass again.

“These seem just a little too big for me.  Maybe we should look at a size 5? ” I asked the clerk who was assisting me.

The store clerk who was assisting me disappeared into the back room when Charles approached me. 

“Those sandals are exquisite.  I do hope they have them in your size. It’d be a shame for your lovely feet not to grace them,” he commented kindly.

“I’m keeping my fingers crossed!” I smiled at the polite older man.

“And perhaps you should cross your cute little toes too,”  he joked.

I stretched my long, supple legs out in front of me and wiggled my pedicured pink-painted toes at him. I couldn’t help but giggle.  I heard him sigh softly, with his eyes glued to my bare feet the whole time.

Then he surprised me by kneeling down right in front of me!  “I hope this doesn’t seem off-putting to you, but I would love to massage your feet”.

Ohhh, was this guy a foot fetish lover or what??

I gave him permission to touch my feet right then and there in the crowded Shoe Emporium.  What the heck? I thought to myself.  I love kinky fetishes and the public attention!

Charles gently cradled my right foot, placed it on his thigh while he kneeled and literally worshipped it with his hands, looking directly at my eyes the whole time.  He then did the same with my left foot, and I have to admit, he had a soothing touch.  People in the store were staring at us, but I didn’t care.  I could tell Charles was becoming aroused by the obvious bulge forming in his khaki’s. This was such a turn on to me.  Right before he finished my massage, he bent his head down and placed a warm, gentle kiss on the tops of each of my feet.  One woman nearby gasped out loud!  <giggles>.

Lucky for me and Charles, those sandals came in a size 5.  He ended up buying them for me with the agreement that I would model them for him the next night.  Do you want to know all about the naughty shoe and foot worship session I had with Charles after that day in the store?  Then you should definitely call me to hear all about it.

~Tai Li, Phone Sex Fetish Girl

Sometimes, I’ll be entertaining a perverted phone sex client while he’s hiding out in his car during his lunch break. Oh yessss…these are the guys that have an exhibitionist streak.  They get off on the notion that someone might just see them, slumped over at the steering wheel, with their trousers undone and their fists madly pumping at their cock.  I like to take it a step further whenever possible.  Not long ago, I had a jerk-off boy phone me on his cell while he was driving to pick up some lunch on his break at work.  At every red light, I ordered him to stroke it fast and hard and then when the traffic signal turned green, hands-off the cock, eyes on the road.  By the time he got to the delicatessen, his boner was raging.

“Oh my God, Mistress Lexi…you have me ready to explode.  I need to cum so fucking bad!” he moaned.

Not. So. Fast.

I told him he could have an orgasm right then and there, in the parking lot of the deli, but only if he made sure he shot his load all over his fancy business suit and trousers.  Additionally, he was instructed to wipe as much of his man-goo onto his face, neck, mouth.  Then and only then, he could go inside and pick up his food.  Such a dilemma!  He could say no and avoid this episode of phone sex humiliation, thus sealing his fate and losing out on an orgasm…OR, he could get off but he’d have to go into a public place drenched in his own cum.  What do you think he chose?  Call me to find out.

I did not expect to see a super hot black guy delivering my pizza. I said as much and he smiled and said he was a part time firefighter. I barely listened to his answer. Instead my mind  was on my  now dripping pussy. Without thinking, I pulled him in and shut the door. Before he could say anything, I pulled down my boy shorts and begged him to fuck me hard.

In no time I was pressed against the back of the couch as his fingers slipped into my pussy. God, I felt like such a naughty slut and I didn’t care. He finger fucked me for a few minutes and I came all over them. Pulling them out, he lifted them to my mouth and made me taste my own sweet cum. I heard him unzip his pants and then I felt his huge black cock sink deep inside me. He fucked me hard like the whore I am. I wanted it rough and dirty and fuck, did he ever give it too me!

I begged for his cum but he ignored me, pounding away. Finally he pulled out, pushed me on my knees and shot a creamy load all over my face. I was still licking my lips when he left. I looked over at the pizza and decided I wasn’t hungry anymore. At least not for food. Tonight I just want to be fucked over and over until I’m satisfied. Are you going to be the one that will finally satiate me?

Luckily for the faint of heart, today I’m in a sensual, teasing mood.  I love playing games and I want you to be My little stroker boy toy.  Get naked and take your cock out if you haven’t already, you perverted slut. Take a pen or magic marker and write “Miss Lexi Owns Me” across both of your thighs.  Then begin to stroke your prick sloooooooooooowly, and I mean, achingly slow. Your hands and fingers should only be LIGHTLY  touching your cock.  Keep doing this for Me and every time you complete a stroke, you are to say out loud, “Mistress Lexi, my cock belongs to you”.  That’s right.  You know when you submit to Me, I expect nothing less than perfect devotion.  Slowly rub your thumb and forefinger in a circle around your cock 10 times. Then repeat the long, drawn out strokes again repeating your mantra.  If at any time you feel like you are close to coming, you should stop touching your cock and trace your fingers around the words you marked on your thights for Me.  Think about what it means to be owned by Me and when you think you understand, call Me for a hot, domination phone sex session and convince Me that you are ready to completely surrender.

The store was pretty deserted and there was just one girl at the counter looking bored. But I noticed a guy come in and stare at me a bit while I was picking them out. He was very cute so I started flirting with him; holding up panties to get his approval and bending over and showing off my cute ass.

Anyway, I went to the fitting room to try a few things on and suddenly I turned around and there he was. He said nothing, just pushed me into the fitting room and shut the door.

He told me to try on the panties and I did; one after another until I felt his hand swat my ass.  He bent me over bench and spanked me again, hard. A moan escaped my lips. Knowing that anyone could walk in at anytime and see him spanking me hard was making my pussy soaking wet.

Then he pulled down his pants and I felt this enormous cock head rubbing through my panties. I licked my lips, knowing that I was going to get that cock. I’m such a slut, aren’t I? He smacked my ass again and pushed those panties aside, Then I felt that giant cock get shoved nice and deep up my tight pussy and holy fuck, it felt amazing! He screwed me hard until I came all over those panties and he came inside me. And before I knew it, he was gone and I was left with shaky legs and soaked panties. Good thing I had the credit card!

Hell, when I meet you I will even let you play with the controls! That’s hot isn’t it? Being in control of a hot slut like me? But I don’t let you play too much; always taking the remote and modifying it myself. You see my lips part and my head tilt back and I use full power. I’m so wet now and I see that hungry look get in your eyes. So I walk up to you and… kiss you on the cheek.

Then turn around and leave. The whole day I’m teasing you with my vibrating panties. When you aren’t there, I call you and let you hear the buzzing over the phone. I make you stroke your cock for me wherever you are and tell me how much you love playing with Baby.

Because you do, don’t you? I know you’ve been thinking about my pussy all day and when I finally let you come over, you are practically panting. I’m standing there in only my panties and you can see I’ve soaked them through. I make you get on your knees and take a good, long look as I slowly peel them off my body. You lick your lips and I know you are begging for a taste. I shake my head and make you lie on your back. Straddling your face,  I lower my pussy down, practically choking you with my juices. I grind my pussy into your face, ride it like I would a cock and finally cum all over your face.

You are greedily lapping me up and I push away from you, leaving your face marked with my cum. I reach for my camera and snap a pic. You are now my pussy slave for me to do whatever I wish. So continue your training and give Mistress Baby a call, slave!

Sorry, slut.  What you want and need is of little concern to Me.  In fact, when you call Me, you’ll learn quickly that as your Phone Sex Mistress,  it’s *all* about what I want.  My pleasure.  My amusement.   Your only job is to please Me and quite honestly, your cock and orgasm officially belong to Me.  As of right now.

I want you to go to a porn website and find the hottest images…the one’s that make your cock ache.  Maybe a sexy latexed-up femdom teasing a submissive boy toy, or perhaps you’ll focus on something specific like long legs wrapped in silky stockings and decorated with strappy stiletto heels.  Visually indulge in your fetish.  Imagine I am doing those things to you.  BUT.  You can not stroke your cock during this visual reverie.   You must get hard, horny and turned on and stay that way for a full hour.

When you no longer can stand it, and you absolutely *must* touch yourself, give Mistress Lexi a call.  Depending on My mood, I may or may not permit you release.  You will surrender your cock to Me and prove to Me why you are deserve to  cum.  Oh, and I will make you work at it, never fear. 

Orgasm control is one of My favorite hobbies.  I take great pleasure in the act of denying *your* pleasure.  That’s right.  Listening to you squirm, moan and beg for orgasmic release is music to My ears. You’ll find out soon enough that tease and denial phone sex is just one of My many, many specialties.