Category: erotic phonesex

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I pause at the entrance of the little bar I keep for my “sessions.” It’s a dimly lit back room behind a row of forgotten bottles. Inside, the air smells of cheap drinks and old carpet, and the low hum of a jukebox plays a blues riff that feels like a warning. Not for me, of course. For him.

He’s already there, perched on a cracked leather chair, with his eyes fixed on the floor. He’s a regular. We’ll call him Aaron, though we never use names that aren’t given. Tonight, his limits are a blank page and our job is to write the story together. “Stella,” he says, as his voice trembles with a mixture of anticipation and fear. I offer him a smile that’s half invitation, half challenge. I step closer, as the click of my stilettos punctuate the silence.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

We all know that I am the sweetest, most obedient little submissive slut a guy could ask for.  But sometimes, you want to lay back and relax and let me “take charge.”  You want me to be romantic sensual bossy Zoey.  I know you’ll take control back before too long.  But sometimes it’s nice to switch roles for a little sexy change of pace.

I’ll lay you down.  Maybe I’ll even tie your wrists at first with some silky scarves.  That way we both can buy into the illusion that I’m gonna be the bossy one for a little bit.  I rather do like the idea of you naked and at my sensual mercy.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Amber?” he asks. His voice is a little hoarse, as if he’s been rehearsing his lines in the mirror. “Come in,” I say, stepping aside and letting him cross the threshold into my apartment. The hallway is lined with photographs of old, cracked cityscapes. I lead him to the living room, where a single lamp casts a glow.

“I have a role for you,” I begin. “Tonight we’re not just two people. We’re the last two survivors in a fallout bunker and the world above is a radioactive wasteland. The air is thin, the lights flicker, and the only thing keeping us sane is a game of…imagination.”

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Mistress Mary
Mary – 1844-332-2639 x 350 
No one knows the story of how I became Mistress Mary. For some reason, I’m inclined to write about it.  Mr. Cox led me to the secret room in his basement across from my nanny suite, and I couldn’t believe my eyes. Walking into the room I had become nervous, because I was barely legal at that time, but I knew I wanted to feel his strong body and big, heavy cock inside of me. I often watched him run in the mornings, and seeing his cock sway from side to side turned me on so much. I had to pleasure myself before I got ready to serve the family for the day. He never knew how much I dreamt about him burying his head between my legs.

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

Where are all my foot freaks?  The boys who can’t get enough of toes, soles, insteps, and heels.  Those who worship every inch of a sexy woman’s foot like mine.  I know what drives you wild and I’m prepared to give you exactly what you need.  It’s time for a sensual and sexy foot job for my foot freaks.  My feet are lotioned and pedicured.  So, they’re soft and beautiful and ready to tease you into mind blowing ecstasy.  Get down in front of me and prepare for me to control you with these sexy feet until you explode all over them.

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Serving the Kids but Catering to Daddy

Mary 1844-332-2639 ext 350

I thought the first year of college was going to be a struggle, seeing how my parents couldn’t afford to support me. My only interest was serving kids and catering to Daddy. I needed a job quickly, one that offered room and board and a hot meal. I responded to an ad for a live-in nanny. When I arrived at the house, a man answered the door. He was tall, handsome, and looked stressed. He knew right away I was there for the nanny position. He told me his wife was leaving for Spain for work, and he was going to need some help with the kids while she was away. He told me how much the pay was, showed me my bedroom, which was in the fully finished basement of the house. The house was huge. I basically had my own apartment down there. There was one room, he said was off limits, so I agreed not to go in there.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Let me tell you about the time I scared my captor.  One minute I was walking down a dark alley.  The next minute I found myself waking up tied and gagged in an unfamiliar room.  I blinked and looked around.  Finally, I spotted a masked man sitting off to the side watching me as I gathered my bearings.  “What am I doing here?” I asked.  My question came out muffled behind the gag in my mouth.  He reached forward and tugged the gag out of my mouth.  “What am I doing here?” I asked again, clearly this time.  He grinned what I assumed was supposed to be an evil filled grin and told me that he’d taken me to be his personal play thing.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

His name is Mark. He is tall, dark‑haired, and he wears a suit that looks like it was made for him. I felt a strange heat in my chest when I saw him. I told myself it was just nerves because I really needed the merger to go through.

We sat across a long table. Papers were spread out, charts on the screen, coffee steaming in the corners. I asked about his company’s goals. He answered with a calm voice that made my thoughts drift. I could see his eyes flicker to my lips when I spoke.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

We were parked at a park late at night where we were the only ones around. I turned and looked at Mike, and he was staring at my hands. I thought that was a little strange, but I knew him so well and I could read his mind. My little naughty friend wanted a fabulous hand job. Did I mention though, he’s itty bitty, so it’s more like a finger job than a hand job, but I liked making him happy!

I started unbuttoning and unzipping his pants so I could get his bitty out and start stroking it. He looked at me with big doe eyes and there were twinkling. He was being so naughty and devious. “You may act like an innocent little goody goody but I’ve heard the way you talk when my hand is in your pants. You’re not even close to innocent,” I said, giggling.

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Now the fun in the playroom had spiked! Sluterella seemed to be getting more and more comfortable (and mouthy) the more we passed her around. She was getting hornier and hornier, tasting more of her precum for each PSO who took ownership over her.

I watched, while setting up other calls, as Amber used the black whore and passed her to Anna. By the time Anna was finished putting the little bitch on her knees, she was back in my DM’s begging to cum. “Please, Ma’am. I did my job, I got passed around, may I cum?” I smirked into my screen and told her she’d have to wait till my current call was finished. Denying desperate cocks always makes my own panties wet. Plus, I was anxious to see that fucking cock again!  Continue reading “Passing Around Sluterella Part Three” →