Category: adult phonesex

Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

Eddy came to me one day because he loved my sense of fashion, especially lingerie fashion. He wanted so badly to wear his first pair of panties, but he wasn’t sure how to do it. I told him to come over to my house after work one day and I would love to help ease him into it.

First thing I needed to know was if there was a style, color, fabric that he had in mind. He wanted to feel as girly as possible, so we went for some pink satin bikini panties. I told him that it was a great first option. He came up to my room and I had the perfect pair in mind for him.

Eddy stripped his clothes from the bottom down. I told him he could keep his shirt on for starters if he felt more comfortable, but his pants, underwear and preferably socks would need to come off. He had a nice package to work with, but I didn’t want to pay attention too much and make him uncomfortable.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

“Please don’t go out tonight.” My boyfriend pleaded for the hundredth time. “You’ve gone out every night this week; I miss you. When do I get your attention?” I rolled my eyes at his question and bit my tongue so I didn’t tell him when he grew four more inches of cock he’d get all of my attention.

“I won’t be long. I’ll be home before you even know it.” I cupped his cheek and playfully slapped it a few times. “Don’t wait up, though.” Not waiting to hear any more of his pouting, I skipped out of the house and into the car of my lover. Right there in the driveway with my beta boyfriend looking out the front door, I shoved my tongue into my lover’s mouth. After long passionate moments of tongue fucking, I looked back to see the jealous face of my boyfriend. I waved and giggled as we pulled away from the house. Mmm, I loved ruining betas!

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 463

One of my ex-lovers was being naughty, so he needed to be punished! Miss Melanie to the rescue! I walked into his kitchen, and he already had a punishment tool picked out. Sitting on his kitchen island was a wooden ruler. Let’s see how man ways we can use this.

I told Kevin to strip off his pants, boxers too, and to bend over the kitchen island. He needed to close his eyes too and be ready. I spanked him with an open hand to start and to warm up his ass. Left and then right. My hand didn’t leave any marks this time, but the ruler sure would.

I took the ruler in my hand and smacked it a few times against my palm to give him a warning and I saw him jump each time the ruler struck my hand. His ass was ready and waiting. Whack! Whack! Whack! I smacked him five times hard across both cheeks at the same time. He winced each time again.

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Stinky Pants Detective

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Whenever there is a stinky problem and no one can locate the source, they call in the stinky pants detective. Babies R Us was having this horrible, peeyouuu problem, and none of the mommies shopping could find the stinker who’d stunk up the aisles. They called me, desperate to remove the smell from the store so people could shop in peace.

The moment my high heels breezed through the doorway, I knew the smell. No one in the world smells as bad as Mr. Stinky Pampers, and that special flavor of stink tickled my nose. I sniffed, instantly regretting it, and started my search.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

I want to mesmerize you with my gorgeous feet and my sexy nude stockings. Start by taking off my stilettos. I’ll wiggle my toes through my stockings because they are free. Hold my feet in your hands and show them some love. Yes, indeed. Kiss my beautiful feet through the sheer stockings.

Next, it’s time to shed my skin. Gently grab my stockings and pull them down, one leg at a time. I would love for you to do it slowly and passionately. Once they are both off, I wiggle my toes again. I’m free, I’m free! Don’t you just love my fresh pedicure and red toes?

I sit back further on the couch as you get some body lotion. You rub it in your hands to warm it up and then start to rub your hands all over my feet. You start with my left foot and then on to the right. It feels so silky and smooth as you rub it in fully and now you’ve made my feet silky; perfect for my next activity.

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The Betting Pool

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

“Now, cum now!” Jessica wailed, slamming her fists down on the coffee table in front of her. “Hold it, slave. Fucking hold it.” Sasha purred, confusing the sub duct tapped to the closet door with a fuck machine pounding his asshole from underneath.

“Let it go, baby.” Becky encouraged, and I cackled while tapping my riding crop against the giant timer that ticked away. All the girls looked over, and Jessica jumped off the couch, ripping her top to flash the sub her bouncy tits. “CUM NOW you STUPID slut!” she yelled at him, but it didn’t matter. Her time in the betting pool had come and gone, yet the sub did not explode.

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It's Locktober Time

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Locktolder starts on Wednesday, losers. This year, I plan to hoard the keys of many male slaves. Not just puny little clits either! I want to lock up thick, big dicks too. My hope is that I’ll look like a Janitor with so many chastity keys on my key holder.

Everyone will hear me jingling down the street and think, “There goes Mama Lea and her big ol’ ring of keys.” Locktober is a time of denial, and I expect it to last all thirty-one days!

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Baby Bottom

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Well, something rather unexpected happened to me the other day. I’m sure you’ve noticed I’ve embraced my FemDomme programming and have been training sissies and sluts to do my bidding. However, a man popped into chat the other night and told me I had the most precious bottom he’d ever seen and that such a cute little derriere needed to be diapered!

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

It’s been two days since I took away Todd’s potty rights. So far, he’s only wet his diaper, but I know he can’t hold out forever. This morning, I noticed he had been rubbing his tummy. I think I even heard it gurgling. “Aw, Todd. Are you hungry, baby?” I thought maybe feeding him would make him feel better. But instead, he shook his head with a worried look. “May I use the potty, Mommy?” He begged in a small voice.

“No, Sir! That’s what your diapers are for, remember? No more potty time. You’ll mess yourself like the baby you are.”

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I'm Just A Girl

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

How can you be afraid of little ol’ me? I’m just a girl: my innocent face and soft curves. I’m no danger to a big, strong man like you. What is it that you’re really scared of?

Does it make you nervous that I know exactly what to say to bring you to your knees? That I often whisper the dark fantasies you lust after that you can’t even admit to yourself that you desire them? Or maybe it’s because even after you cum for me, instantly you want more of my attention? Is that what keeps you up at night? The fact that I so easily twist you around my little finger and keep you craving me?

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