Category: erotic phonesex

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

He took me for the test drive of my life. I was car shopping. Just for the fun of it. I ended up at the jaguar dealership. I wasn’t really planning on test driving anything. But one sexy as fuck car caught my eye. As I was in my own little world admiring it, a sexy voice startled me “hello ma’am”. I jumped, and turned towards him, giggling with embarrassment. And when I did, be still my heart. Before me stood a very attractive young man, with a flirtatious, and seductive smile. I tried to quickly gain composure. “Hello”, I managed to mutter through an uncontrollable smile. He blushed. And when he did, it sent a shiver down my spine and a surge of adrenaline to my pussy. I could see his cock harden in his pants. But he tried to remain professional. He cleared his throat and asked, “would you like to take a test drive ma’am?” The way he said “ma’am” drove me wild. “Yes”  jumped out my mouth. He looked pleasantly surprised. “Great! Let me go grad the keys! I’ll be right back” he interjected quickly before scurrying off. But it didn’t take him long at all.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It was a hot Saturday afternoon at my neighbor’s summer BBQ.  Little did I realize the naughty fun that awaited me that fateful day.

I arrived in a short red sundress that hugged my curvy figure, showing off my ample cleavage and long legs. The moment I stepped out of my car, I caught the eye of Chad, the tall, muscular guy next door. He was grilling up burgers and gave me a sly wink as I walked over. “Well hello there, gorgeous,” he said smoothly, eyeing me up and down. “Welcome to the party.”

I blushed and thanked him, feeling his strong hand brush against mine as he handed me an ice cold beer. The rest of the guys were gathered around the yard, their tank tops glistening with sweat in the summer heat. There was Jared, the reserved bookish type with glasses. And then there was Ryan and Shane, the mischievous twin brothers always up to no good.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Chrome rails & midnight thrills were my confessions of a metro minx. The only lovers I planned to meet when I boarded that empty train—but then he stepped on, and suddenly the whole night begged to be misbehaved. The car was nearly deserted, lights flickering like a bad decision I couldn’t wait to make. I chose the back corner seat, crossing my legs slowly enough to hear my leather skirt sigh. That sound? It got his attention. He looked up. I smirked.

Game on! I held his gaze, wordlessly daring him. The train lurched forward. My palm slipped between my thighs, teasing the hem inch by inch until a breathy moan betrayed me. I wasn’t wearing anything under the skirt—tonight’s reckless promise to myself. As the carriage rattled through the tunnel, I let two fingers explore sensitive paths while the city blurred in streaks of neon beyond the windows. His eyes widened, and I leaned back, parting my knees just enough for the challenge to land.

He rose. Each step toward me echoed like a drumbeat in my ribcage. When he asked in a husk of a voice “Can I watch?”, consent tumbled from my mouth in a half-whispered yes. Continue reading “Chrome Rails & Midnight Thrills: Confessions of a Metro Minx” →

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Daniel had been hinting for weeks. Little comments about my strength, lingering eye contact that held a shade too much heat. I’m not blind. And honestly? I was curious. We were finishing up his last session when he dropped the bomb. “So, Cory,” he said, winded after I finally let him cum, “I was wondering…you ever, uh…you know…” He trailed off, a blush creeping up his neck. I smirked. “Peg someone?” I finished for him. He nearly spit out his water.

“I…well, yes. I’ve always been curious about what that would feel like.” Daniel was a handsome guy, all sculpted muscle and nervous energy. The thought of taking control and ass fucking him was more than appealing. “I wouldn’t complain if you wanted to explore that one together,” I admitted, figuring honesty was the best policy. His eyes widened. “Really?”

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1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Ready when you are, Axel,” I said, trying to hide the sheer delight in my voice. Tonight, he had something particularly strange planned and I was pumped for it. “Okay, baby. I want you to take a jar of honey…” he began, his voice sounding low and suggestive. I followed his instructions, a strange mix of amusement and disgust swirling within me. The honey was cold and sticky against my skin as I dolloped it into the back of my panties, then lay down on my bed. Next came the caramel sauce, a thick, sugary stream down the front of my jeans. It was a disgusting concoction, the textures all wrong, the sensation was almost hilarious. I had a hard time not laughing.

As Axel urged me on, describing what he imagined, I started to play along, moaning and writhing as he encouraged me to rub my clit in that sticky mess. “Oh, Amber, you can’t cum yet,” Axel breathed, clearly satisfied with his plan. “You can only cum when I say so.” I lay there, covered in sticky goo, a smirk playing on my lips. “Typical!” I said, laughing. The next few minutes were a mix of edging and frustration, then Axel finally let me cum. I screamed as my body shook, and I squirted all over myself.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Zoey and I recently stumbled upon the ASMR fetish community. It was somewhat accidental, after both of our TikTok FYP’s were filled with videos of whispering voices and the strangely compelling sounds of people eating. Zoey had the brilliant idea that we should use this to our advantage – you know, being PSOs and all. “Food-focused ASMR calls,” she’d declared, eyes gleaming. “We’ll be the sex queens of the crunch!”

We decided to advertise our new fetish service on X and our first video call came through Teams, after a quick DM with a guy named “CrunchKing69.” Zoey was already unwrapping a bag of spicy ramen noodles as I answered.  “H-hello,” a nervous voice replied. “Is…is this the, uh, ASMR call?” “You want it, we’ll do it,” Zoey purred, before chomping hard on the crunchy noodles. The sound filled the room, and we could see CrunchKing69 drooling on the other end while stroking his hard dick. Next, it was my turn. I grabbed a handful of crisp green grapes and popped one in my mouth before sinking my teeth into it. The satisfying crunch reverberated through the microphone. “Delicious,” I murmured, chewing slowly. “Want to hear more?”

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Late Checkout wasn’t part of the plan—but then again, nothing about him ever is. I had already turned in the key. Bags packed, room cleaned, goodbye kiss on the cheek. But something in me needed just one more taste. One more moment of him beneath me, wrecked and obedient.

So I doubled back, slipped up the stairs like a secret, and found him exactly where I hoped he’d be—shirtless, sprawled across the bed, cocky smirk on his face like he knew I couldn’t stay away. “You forget something?” he asked, voice thick with sleep and sin.

I didn’t answer. I just let my heels click slowly across the floor as I peeled off my clothes—top first, then my bra, letting him see the tight control I still held even when naked. His eyes trailed every inch of me, hungry.

“Come here,” he whispered. But I didn’t. Not yet. I stood at the foot of the bed, hand on my hip, teasing the edge of my panties. You want this?” I asked. “Earn it.” He crawled. On elbows and knees like the obedient thing he pretends not to be. I grabbed a fistful of his hair, shoved him between my thighs, Continue reading “Late Checkout” →

Julie 1-844-2639 Ext 453

I’ll never forget my first night at the casino. I was having so much fun watching everyone. Some were just having fun while others were taking it very seriously. I was so curious as to how much each of them were gambling and winning. Then I saw him. He was a sexy, well dressed man that had all the women’s attention. They were surrounding him and flirting with him like crazy. It made me wonder if he was famous. Then I realized why they were all acting like that. He was winning big. I knew right then that they were all just a bunch of gold diggers. But he was enjoying the attention. He glanced across the room and our eyes met. I’m not sure how long we were staring at each other. It was as if time stopped and we were the only two people in the room. I flashed a flirtatious smile. He winked in return. And I felt a tingle run down my spine, then between my legs. I’m sure I turned fifty shades of red. He kept looking back as if he wished he could get away to come talk to me.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Strangers used me in the dark and it was everything I could imagine. I signed the waiver.
No names. No faces. No safe words. Just silence, shadow, and surrender. The room was pitch black—so dark it swallowed even my thoughts. I stood still, completely naked, every inch of my skin tingling with anticipation. My heart pounded against my ribs, a deep, echoing thud that filled the space louder than any scream might have. I waited, trembling, vulnerable. Ready.

Then the first hand found me—rough and calloused, gripping my hip like it belonged there. Then another. And another. Fingers traced down my spine, palms cupped my breasts, mouths found my neck. Gasping as one hand closed around my throat—not tight, just a reminder: I wasn’t in control anymore.

I didn’t know how many they were. I couldn’t see a thing. But I felt everything. Someone shoved me down to my knees. A cock pressed against my lips, demanding. I opened without hesitation, letting him in, tongue swirling, throat relaxing. He groaned low, primal. My mouth was used—gagging, choking—while hands pulled my ass up. Someone entered me from behind, thick and relentless. There was no warning. No introduction. Just raw, unapologetic Continue reading “Strangers Used Me in the Dark” →

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

You haven’t experienced life until you’ve experienced Zoey on top.  All the sexual positions are super fun.  I’ll never say no to being put on my hand and knees and banged from behind.  But sometimes you just need to lay back and let me take some control.  You just need to trust me to ride you the perfect way.  It’s the ride of your life that you’ll never forget.  I haven’t had anyone regret letting me climb on top of their cock and bounce them into oblivion.  But it’s not just about climbing on and make you cum and draining that cock.  Which is definitely a goal.  However, there’s so much more that will lead up to my being on top of you.

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