Category: erotic phonesex

Gym Bro Wears My Panties

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Now most of you dumb bitches think that hot guys don’t fuck with BBWs, but that ain’t true at all. Most of the dudes I fuck with are Gym Bros. Men who dedicate hours to the gym, who eat right in the kitchen and take really good care of themselves just love to fuck fat women. Sure, I’m mostly all tits, but ignorant assholes call me fat. It is what it is, I don’t give a fuck especially when a gym bro wears my panties.

There is this one guy, Brayton; he’s six-five, has the darkest skin I have ever seen and is ripped. His body is so sexy it almost hurts to look at him but he loves to come over and peel off whatever panties I been wearing all day. It’s hot as fuck to watch him pull my silky French cut britches up over his massive anaconda.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

He said he would show me a world of desire. That he could unlock a level of sensation I’d never known before. A bondage session where he would ensure I was bound for pleasure. He stood me in the doorway, and with cuffs bolted to the corners of the door, he secured me in place. Arms above my head and ankles spread wide.

I didn’t think I would be so turned on, but I’d never seen my cock so hard. It stood out proudly, aching for him to touch me, but he didn’t.

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girlfriend

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

She’s hot, but I’m hotter. Your girlfriend loves you, and I can’t say that I do; however, I can tell she will never fuck you the way I will. She’ll cook you dinner and pick out your clothes. Hell, she may even clean up after you and pump gas into your car, but none of what she can do for you will cross your mind while I’m between your legs.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

I have always fantasied about working as a stripper in an old-school strip club. There have to be ones that still operate like how I am thinking today, but I can’t think of any off the top of my head. You know the ones that rockstars would visit in the 80’s and before? The ones you could get head at under a table. I would be a successful addition to that kind of place, secret back rooms where there was a bowl full of condoms on every table, regardless of if they ever got used. I would be the talk of the town! Catching wind all of that I am sure you would want to come see what all the fuss was about.

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Jenna (844-332-2639) Ext 304 & Vivian (844-332-2639) Ext 254

Mommy Vivian gives the hardest spankings! I secretly love watching my little brother Ronnie getting spanked super hard with her firm hand… But you know what I like more? I like being spanked with my bottom up in the air while he watches! I’m sort of an exhibitionist. The attention I get from being naughty and getting spanked makes me soaking wet! Today, Ronnie and I got into trouble together.

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Tea Party Entertainment

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“Now remember, boys,” I ran my manicured nails through Conner’s hair and yanked his head back to make sure he was paying attention. He kneeled before me and my gaggle of girlfriends. Naked and also kneeling beside him, Asher furiously jerked his cock. “Whoever spurts first is the loser and has  to lick up whatever puddles of goop you both spill.”

Conner’s green eyes met mine as I hovered above him, and he grunted. Both boys were pumping as fast as they could, trying to prove who had the better stamina and would be worthy of playing more games with the girls and me later. “Yes, Belle!” both boys answered, and the girls, watching them, burst out into laughter.

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Welcome To The Salon

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Welcome, welcome! Come in, sit in the pink and rose gold salon chair, and welcome to the Salon!

CSalonlist Zoey and I have been wishing and waiting for just the right client to wander into the salon. Someone who we could feminize and turn into our little salon sex slave. You heard that right; we needed a sexy little fuckdoll who we could wrap in vinyl miniskirts and then strap down with bimbo boobs!

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naughty babysitter

Jenna (844-332-2639) Ext 304

Naughty babysitter is the job I was offered. I’ve began to suspect my neighbor is a submissive panty whore. My neighbor asked me to baby sit his little ones during his night off from work. He said he had plans to go bowling. I decided to wear something sexy so that I would be the only thing he could think about during his night out. Maybe I can inspire him to knock down all 12 pins in a row. I decided to wear a sexy schoolgirl outfit. I wore a white button-up shirt, yellow plaid tie, and a short yellow plaid mini skirt to match. My hair was in pigtails so that I looked like the perfect naughty babysitter to play with.

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wood

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Mommy Anna went to the hardware store to pick up some supplies. There she stumbled upon a gentleman who worked there and was sawing some wood for customers. It was then that she got a bright idea in her mind. She asked the man for prices on different types of wood and cuts, she tried to bargain with him by letting her bra strap fall to the side of her shoulder and even sat on a pile of expensive lumber, showing off her lace top stockings.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Part two 

“Take it, Francie.” I willed my eyes to open and inhaled a full breath. The sun was shining bright in the room, and I realized I was in my bed. Surrounded by my big white pillows and comfy bedcovers. The pain of the nightmare was gone, and there was only him. The same steel-grey eyes of my dream, but now they were soft, kind, and loving.

He was on top of me, kissing my neck and cooing sweet nothings in my ear. “You’re safe. There is no pain. It was just another dream.” It took a moment to register his words. We weren’t in the kitchen, and he wasn’t punching me in the chest.

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