Category: deviant phonesex

Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I was so busy packing to move that I lost track of time. It was lingerie night at work and I was running so late. I slipped on the first thing I could find. It was my red lace bra, thong, and sheer lace body hugging minidress to match. I usually throw some sweats on, over my lingerie, to cover up. But I didn’t have time. I could not afford to lose my job. It’s more important now than ever. I’m going to be living on my own. My uncle will be paying my rent. But I’m responsible for the rest of my living expenses. So I was rushing to get there in time. Then I saw the red a blue lights in my rear view mirror. OMFG… I couldn’t believe I was getting pulled over when I was running so late. I literally wanted to cry. But instead I decided to work my magic, lol.

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Brandi 1-844-332-2639 ext 417

She wasn’t just an inmate—she was a wildfire behind bars. The kind of woman who made
The guards look twice, the kind of woman whose smirk promised trouble and delivered
heat.
From the moment she walked into the common room, she owned it. Leather boots, hair
tousled perfectly, eyes daring anyone to challenge her. But the way she glanced at me
through the security bars? That was a challenge I couldn’t resist.
The nights were the worst. Locked in our separate cells, every creak of the corridor, every
muffled laugh, became a signal. And when the guard passed just out of earshot, she would
whisper my name, a tease that left me shivering.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

You look through the keyhole of my bedroom door as often as you can. I know you do, you fucking perv. Always slinking in the background like a shadow, thinking you won’t be seen, but I fucking see you. Perves like you come with a stench and a skin-crawling sensation girls can’t shake.

Even though you’re handsome and intelligent, all the girls at school won’t give you the time of day. They don’t give you a second glance because they can smell the dried cum in your boxers and because I tell them you’re mine. Not mine like I’m gonna suck your cock or let you stretch my pussy; hell no, you’re my younger brother! That’d be fucking sick.

No, no, no, stupid boy. I tell them you are mine,  as in I’m gonna be the one to break your mind teasing and abusing you. I guess “Perv” just runs in the family. Like now, I know you’re staring through that itty bitty keyhole, probably rubbing yourself through your jeans as I pry off my too-tight tank top. I adjust my bra as I move closer to the keyhole, unclipping it so your view of me becomes lost as I get closer and closer. You thought you’d see my tits? Ha, you fucking wish!

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Sometimes it’s fun to role play going back in time.  Let’s go back to a time of more innocence.  A time when I was just a innocent nerdy virgin.

Oh, how embarrassing to be 22 ready to graduate college and still a virgin!  That’s what I get for paying more attention to Calculus and Camus than boys.  It’s such an embarrassing secret.  Then it was just so awkward!  So, I continued to keep it a secret ashamed to let anyone know my secret.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’m so fucking hyped to be back in the dorms. The perks of going to a small ass college are real. I get my own room again this year! But the real tea is, I’m stoked to relive those wild college fuckfests.

As I’m unpacking, the door swings open and my new suitemate Hannah strolls in.

“Hey, I’m Aynsley. Nice to meet you, Hannah!” I chirp, shoving my bag into the closet in our share living room, study area and kitchinette. I flash her a grin, letting her see the pearly whites of my teeth. Or maybe just the whites of my underwear, depending how close she gets.

Hannah smiles back, her eyes doing a slow scan of my room. I shrug out of my tank top, exposing a lacy red bra that barely contains my B-cups. “Make yourself at home, girl,” I say, pulling my hair into a messy bun and kicking off my sneakers.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I had no idea what I was in for that day with the pervy acupuncturist. From the moment I stepped foot into the little old house, I knew this was not the typical acupuncturist’s office. His receptionist/wife showed me to one of the treatment rooms. Laying in just a robe and panties under the warm blanket felt so good that I dozed off waiting for him. I was awakened by what sounded like a muffled moaning. But it stopped immediately. I wondered if it was dream or just my imagination. Then he walked through the door. He didn’t waste any time. He was serious and straight to the point. I told him that my main concern was lower back pain. He opened my robe and looked at my body. Then he laid them on my shoulders, closed his eyes, and grazed down my body. He immediately told me about a couple of other issues that I was having. And he was exactly right! At that point, I knew he was intuitive and knew what he was talking about. He had my trust.

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nuts

☏ Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203 ☏☏☏ Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403 ☏

Mommy Anna began to indulge in therapy to prevent her from spanking naughty Ronnie and his cute little sister Zoey. The therapist suggested that every time Anna was overcome with the urge to spank Ronnie & Zoey, that she should crack some nuts. So Mommy Anna ventured out and bought pounds of walnuts, and a cracker to be able to practice this.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Oh pet, I hope you are ready to lick them! I sashayed into the room, my slender legs and stiletto heels drawing the gaze of all who dared to look. I reached up to smooth a stray lock of blonde hair behind my ear, a coy smile playing on my lips as I eyed the trembling figure on the floor, prostrate before me like the lowly worm he was.

“Stand up, my pet,” I commanded, my voice dripping with disdain. “You have a task to complete, one befitting your station.”

As he rose on shaky legs, I began to walk in small circles, making sure to drag my heels across the plush carpet, leaving a trail of dust and potential filth in my wake. I could sense his eyes, wide with a mix of fear and longing, fixed upon the soles of my feet, now coated in the dirt of the room.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Come to me, dirty little boy.  Now come closer to mommy’s sweet and perfect ass.  Let me hear you beg mommy for permission to lick it.  Tell mommy how badly you want to slip your little dirty boy tongue in between mommy’s perfect cheeks and taste mommy’s tangy little ass hole.  Don’t worry little one.  Mommy will tell you just how good it feels.  Listen when I tell you to go deeper and harder with your filthy little tongue.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I stand before him, heart pounding, my gaze transfixed by the monstrous cock in front of me. It’s like a long, veiny python, throbbing with an ominous power. This is it, I think, the moment I’ve fantasized about for months. Is it paranoia or reality that makes me fear this gargantuan member won’t fit inside my tight, pink pussy? Only one way to find out, huh?

With trembling hands, I reach up and wrap my fingers around his thick shaft. It’s hot to the touch, pulsing with anticipation. I give a little squeeze, marveling at the iron-hardness beneath my grip. My mind races, curious as to how will I even begin to accommodate this beast?

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