I love the Catholic boys!  *Chuckles*.

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. 

I always get such a huge kick when a client calls me from his place of work for some dirty phone sex fun.  While some of these callers might simply be looking for a nice little reprieve from the daily grind at the office, others absolutely adore the added naughty element of jerking off on the job!  What makes it even more exciting and intensified is that there is always the possibility that Mr. Hot-Shot Business Man just might get caught doing his nasty deeds. The best part for me is I get to be in control of the whole scenario and if my caller happens to be a orgasm denial junkie, I have the added pleasure of working him up into a frenzy and then leaving him high and dry at the office.  It makes me chuckle to think of the caller hanging up the phone with a rock-hard erection that is impossible to disguise.  It’s even better if he is scheduled to attend a meeting shortly after our call!

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.

Recently my boyfriend and I took a road trip up north. It was about 4 hours on the interstate. And there is nothing more boring to me than driving on the interstate. Well this trip turned out to be anything BUT boring! After looking through two magazines and a catalog, I reclined the seat back to take a nap. My boyfriend was driving, intently watching the road ahead. After a few minutes, I felt him begin to unbutton my jeans. I looked over at him, he winked at me, and I thought I’d just see what he thought he was going to do while he was driving down the interstate. He slid his hand under my panties and began to stroke my wet slit. He told me to unbutton my blouse—I did but kept glancing out the window to see where other vehicles were. He told me not to worry about it, we were just going to give them a little show. He moved his hand up to my breasts and pushed my blouse aside to fully expose my hard nipples. As he rolled first one nipple then the other between his finger and thumb he passed a semi. I saw the trucker do a double take as he looked in my window. And I swear my boyfriend slowed down so he could watch a little longer. He moved his hand back down and pushed my jeans down to expose my pussy as well. He continued to stroke me, rubbing my clit, feeling my wetness grow, as he drove by vehicle after vehicle. After passing several semis, he pulled into a rest area. He parked the car, leaned over and began to suck on my nipples as he stroked my clit and fucked me with his fingers. By this time I didn’t care who saw me, I just needed to cum!

Lately I have been working out more to keep my perfect ass in perfect condition. Do I want to be the no fat on my body superstar like Nicole Richie NO! I love having a little flesh on my bones that says I’m well feed and enjoy life. As a result, this Goddess has a magnificent ass, some junk in the trunk that makes you eyes water like your drunk. I mean seriously my ass makes me crave me, its my fatal weapon that will bring any man to his knees with just a small flash oh butt cheek. They pine to touch my round ass, to lick my nice pink ass hole and some just to see what wonder lies underneath my panty line; and for most, they will never see the glory that they are not worthy to behold. I don’t mind showing those worthy of beholding my ass a glance, but I must be properly appeased first. You want a peek into your heaven? Pay up little man, for you are unworthy to see this Princess body in all its splendor! You want to lick the screen while I bend over to put my shoes on, revealing my perfect ass hole? Drool you dog, drool over my the view of my sweet pink pussy lips showing barely when I trust my ass into the air. Know that I enjoy spending your money, while you get to enjoy viewing the unattainable… Me!

I tease you with my glamorous body, taunting you and forcing you to do my bidding. Then I deny your pleasure of exploding in your pants and in fact create more of a sensation of wanting to cum. I build a volcano in your pants but only I get to choose when it will erupt! I don’t like just one round though, I prefer about 4 to 6 times of me making you almost cum then tugging hard on your cock and forcing you to calm down only to have me begin to work you right back up for another tease and denial session.

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Being in college, I have lots of silly little rituals that we do to get through the hustle and bustle of being a co ed. Taco Tuesday is one such day, yes lots of people have them but we truly enjoy them. We go to our favorite bar, Sherlocks, and order nice tall Long Island Ice Tea’s and eat tacos. Usually we get a few guys that will try and hit on us, but by that time Happy Hour is in full swing and its time for us to head to a Ladies Night a local club, free cover charge!

We shake our asses and get the boys nice and aroused by our nice tight bodies crashing into theirs. Only for us to walk away leaving them with a hard cock and no where to stick it. The hilarity is when they trot back over to us expect us to finish what we have started. I look them square in the eyes and lean forward and pout my nice glossy lips, getting right into their ear while reaching for their crotch. I then forcefully grab HARD and yank down in a swift motion only to whisper softy, “Like I have any interest in you, you little cocked sissy, now go crawl away Pig.” They back away stunned but most usually regain their confidence instantly (don’t all men) and reattempt their approach, I’m like a magnet.

This time they bring me a drink, which I readily accept and makes them think that they once again have a chance; when in reality they have no fat chance at me. To test the loyalty that they have already exhibited, I tell them to get down on the ground and kiss my open toed shoes and to suck on my big toe. This they do quickly and efficiently with out much of a fuss. Then I tell them that that was pathetic! They have to stay down there and pleasure me, in public for longer than the one minute want to. I tell them to strip them selves of their dignity or I’ll kick them in their tiny ball sack. Once again they comply with only a little bit of reluctance. I then follow this up with a demand for $100 or a Ben in order for me to continue allowing them to gunk up my view. This is make or break! If they refuse for one moment I drop them like a bad habit; however, if they give me what I deserve then POOF instant Taco Tueday Piggie!