The passion of Latina Phone Sex

I’ve always been a flirt. Ever since I even learned what it was, I’ve also known I have a little “magic trick” when it comes to flirting with guys.. and it works even better when it comes to seducing them. I was born in Cuba, so I’m bilingual – and, damn, you should hear the way my last fuck buddy lost his mind when I started moaning his name and whispering little dirty things in Spanish with latina phone sex.

It was just another day for us.. I got a little crazy with the sexting, turning him on way too much. I knew I was going to pay for it later! I sent him a dirty pic of me looking back at him in the mirror.. showing off my sexy round ass, knowing that he’s an ass-man. He was losing his mind because he had to keep focus at work..and not keep looking at the phone every five minutes. Poor boy didn’t know he was playing with fire. And to make it worse, I’d been in South Carolina on a quick business trip..so he couldn’t just pop over and make me regret teasing him so much. Nope! Poor guy thought he was stuck all alone with some pictures and his hand.. until I called him. He was walking right into a latina phone sex session..and he had no idea how much I wanted to beg him to fuck me, like the dirty little phone sex slut that I was.

It was 1am and I knew he was going to be up even later. I started off just asking how his day was.. teasing him.. making him wonder what I was wearing. I whispered how much I wish he could have been in my room..



“Imagina que estas aqui conmigo, agarrandome..quitandome el braciel..”



He got the idea immediately.. going off about taking every little bit of clothing off of me, starting with my little lacey shirt and taking his sweet time to get to the thong..



“Dámelo rico, baby..” I whispered, losing control by the second. I had a vibrator on my clit, wishing he was right between my legs.. but that wasn’t enough. If he was there, I was going to climb right on top.

“Nadie me lo da como tu.. te voy a montar, quiero cada pulgada. Por favor, papi..”



He knew a little Spanish, and he knew I spoke it too – but he’d never heard me lose control like that and start begging for it. He could feel the heat of it through the phone and he needed me there. A little Latina phone sex was all he needed to get him rock hard for me – like I was right in front of him, instead of just another jerk-off session.. He could feel my lips on his skin, my nails in his back, and every breath when I whispered “Voy a venir..”



He was the one who taught me how to talk dirty on the phone.. but I took it to the next level. Don’t play with a bilingual girl – te van a volver loco.. They’ll have you begging for more. 😉

Want to hear my voice? Just take a listen to this hot bilingual phone sex babe.