Category: erotic story

Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

I know you want to learn about all of the things that make me run the way I do. Why I love to play with boys like I do. I mean, what kind of wiring is in a woman’s brain to desire to dominate and humiliate the men around her? And to that I say, why do men do that to women in the bedroom? I mean, it’s basic feminism or whatever. Don’t you love to respect and obey women? To let a woman do what she wants to you, it’s all a man should be doing. It isn’t the 1800’s anymore.

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Peter Cock N' Tail

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419 – XXOO Anna 1-844-332-2639 ext 203

One of the Cock-a-doodles came over to see tami and I gave anna a wink. He lifted tami up and carried him up to the Peter Cock N’ Tail. Laylene and anna watched in delight because we knew something marvelous was about to happen. Peter Cock N’ Tail took tami’s little hand and whispered: ‘’do you know what happens to bad little girls? Little girls who mess up the floor and shut down the mall? You get a special session.’’

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television

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna was on the phone with her lover. It was the only time she got to talk to him as Daddy was working late and she longed for these phone calls every week. She would talk to him and wrap her finger around the telephone cord as she smoked and signed and giggled. Most times in her bedroom. But it had become such a routine that she had gotten away with, she began to be completely and utterly brazen about it – going as far as talking to her lover on the kitchen phone while smoking at the kitchen table.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

https://tlcphonesex.com/neighbors-drama-part-one/

It happened! The update you have all been waiting for with my poor sexless neighbors. The first part is linked above so you can remind yourself of what’s going on! Anyway, the wife came and knocked on my front door and when I answered it she looked desperate. She asked if she could come in for some coffee or tea. I made a pot and we sat down and spilled the long-awaited beans. It all started with her saying that I didn’t do anything wrong, but she needed my help with her husband. I agreed before she could even say anything.

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Bitch Up

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Walking down the hall, I heard a huge commotion from the boy’s locker room. As head cheerleader, I opened the heavy door to see what was happening. Right there, between the row of lockers and the wooden bench, was some nerd getting shoved and pushed by four football players. “Hey, yo, what the fuck!” I shoved between the players to help the cowering nerd sit on the bench.

His eye was swollen, and his lower lip was cracked. I dabbed it lightly with my pleated skirt, and the bigger boys laughed. “Look, he needs cheer-mommy to come save him.” They laughed as I glared up at them and knew there was only one way to get this nerd out of the locker room in one piece. He’d have to bitch up.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

My poor neighbors cannot stand the fun that I have here. It is so irritating. Passive aggressive over-pronounced hellos, notes to “turn the TV down.” What assholes. The wife and husband must not have anything better to do. And the funny thing is this: Our walls are like, super thin. And my bedroom where I take calls is not near where we share a wall. So they are just being dramatic. But their bedroom wall is my living room wall as well. And even when I am up late watching TV or painting my nails on the coffee table, I never hear a peep from them.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

I have had some calls recently that made me really, really horny. So many of you dirty men who want me to post you all over, telling everyone how pathetic your little cock is. The whole world available to see how pathetic you are. The dirtier you are, the more fun I have. But can you even imagine if someone you knew stumbled upon that picture and knew it was you? Oh my. Your cock is probably hard just thinking about that, because you secretly want them to know don’t you. Ah, what silly little games you play with the stability of your life.

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Fire Burning, Fire Burning

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

I’m a resourceful slut who’s very good at getting what she wants. Like when I saw that my ex-best friend’s boyfriend had joined the local fire department. There were plenty of ways to get back at her for being a conniving bitch, but honestly, this way just felt like too much fun to pass up.

I dressed in skimpy lingerie the night I knew he was at the firehouse and accidentally set a dishrag on the stove near the lit burner. The smoke filled my little apartment quickly, and I fanned the flames as they spread. Of course, I’d already called 911 before the accident happened, and within seconds, I heard the sounds of sirens.

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school

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy got a call from school. The teacher said that you had sworn at her and that you had an accident. This time around, the teacher had no spare clothes and demanded that mommy come get you. Mommy Anna threw on her high heels, grabbed her purse and lit a cigarette. She got in her car and drove so fast she almost got pulled over on the way to the school. When Mommy arrived, she was everything but happy.

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Nailing The Interview

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Nervously, I sat in the modern lobby of what I hoped would be my next job. The ad for the position simply stated, “An assistant needed to relieve pressure off the CEO.” I could do that. I’m super accommodating and am excellent at anticipating people’s needs. However, my resume was limited. No one really puts their sex work experience down for these sorts of things, so I had quit a few ‘gap years’ between jobs. I didn’t think I had a chance, but they called this morning to say they accepted my interview and would meet with the CEO today.

I wore a short skirt and borrowed a friend’s button-up blouse. It didn’t fit me well; the buttons bulged and strained across my heavy tits. My hair was up, and my makeup was done the only way I knew how to do it: heavy.

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