Category: extreme phone sex

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

One day after school, I walked into my room and found Daddy sniffing my panties. When I asked him what he was doing he told me that he just loves the way his precious little angel smells. I told him that it was silly for him to smell my panties when he can just smell me instead. His eyes lit up and he asked if he could smell me right then and there. I told him of course he could. He asked me if he could smell me anywhere. I giggled and said yes. That’s when he told me to take all of my clothes off. So I did. Then he told me to lay down on my bed. So I did. He leaned down and put his face in my tummy. Then he closed his eyes and took a long, deep breath. He held it for several seconds as if he was just savoring my smell. Next, he took my legs and spread them wide open. He cupped my butt cheeks in his hands and lifted me up off the bed. Then he planted his face between my legs and licked from my asshole to my clit and back.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

It’s hump day, and there is no one around the house to hump me. I’ve decided, today is the day I’m going to stretch out my pussy with the reusable, metal speculum I bought online. Getting naked and lounging on my couch, I was waiting for a fun phone sex boy to call me up.

It was good that he didn’t know what he wanted to talk about because I wanted him to hear me ruin my pussy. I described the duckbill like a gynecologist’s tool, and he sounded like he was getting hot over the idea of finding out just how wide my pussy would open.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Ever since she could remember, Kayla dreamed of meeting her very own Prince Charming. The kind of knight in shining armor that would scare away her demons and hold her tight the whole night through. She imagined what it would be like to be the LADY OF THE HOUSE and his little wifey. In a big castle where she would cook and clean and be an OBEDIENT WIFE.

However, in all of her dreams, she didn’t imagine the thick cuff locked around her ankle that kept her chained inside her fake little house. For it wasn’t a home she ended up in, but a prison, and that Prince Charming she’d always longed for? Instead, he was MONSTER like she’d never known could be possible.

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Watch This

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Miles was tipped to his side, ropes wound around his big biceps and down his forearms, locking them together behind his back. A giant ball gag was locked around his head, causing the most unsightly drool to ooze from the corners of his mouth. I’d used my lipstick to write “Whore” across his face with the red ball gag as the “O.” His legs were forced open with a spreader bar, and his little penis was harder than it’d ever been before.

“Watch this,” my nose wrinkled as I giggled to Sarah and Bethany. They’d been so interested in how I’d gotten Miles, our high school quarterback, to be a submissive bitch for me. Once I discovered his LITTLE secret, it wasn’t difficult at all. “His little penis will explode the second I turn on the vibrator.”

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

We’ve all heard the saying… “New Year, New You”. And we all know that we should be putting our health and self care first every day. But we feel guilty if we don’t. So we use the start of a new year to resolve to prioritize taking care of ourselves better. Men often put everyone else’s needs before their own. In many cases they are the main or sole financial provider for the family. That’s a lot of stress to carry day in and day out. So their career and job issues weigh heavily on them. Men are solution oriented. They feel like they have to “fix” everything and everyone. That’s a huge, constant burden. So it’s of utmost importance that men take care of themselves. You can’t be at your best for everyone else around you if you don’t take care of your needs first. So next time you feel guilty about taking care of yourself, Don’t! You should feel guilty if you don’t take care of yourself. After all that you do, you deserve to be happy. You deserve a healthy outlet for your stress. And having orgasms regularly and often has so many health benefits!

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I smooth my black corset, the red lace trim catching the dim light. Tonight is New Year’s Eve, but there’ll be no drinks for me. The only thing on my menu tonight is the sound of surrender. Liam arrives at 11:59pm. His breath fogs in the cold air as he knocks. I let him in. He wears the plain gray shirt I told him to wear. No collar yet. Not tonight. Not until the clock breaks.

My room is a cathedral of shadows. Candles flicker on the floor. Their wax pools underneath them like dark hearts. The air smells of fear. Liam’s favorite song plays on loop. Clair de Lune, the keys falling like rain. I watch him shiver. He knows what to do. “You know the rules,” I say. My voice is soft. He nods as I tie his hands behind his back with the red ribbon I saved for this night. My favorite color. It matches the little scars on his wrists from last year’s celebration.

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Rachel 1*844*322*2639 Ext 457

I couldn’t believe that Mrs. Martin came into work! We were doing a dance on the bar. It was western night. So we were wearing little crops, extremely short, cut off jean shorts, cowgirl boots, cowgirl hats, and pigtails. The place was packed and the guys were going wild. But there was someone at the back of the room that looked very out of place. She was by herself and actually seemed nervous. That’s when I realized that it was Mrs. Martin. Then I started wondering why she was there. I started getting really nervous. She had no idea I worked there. And I didn’t want her to know. She was like an aunt to me. And I knew she would tell my mom. I was so mortified. But I was stuck up there on the bar. I tried to tilt my hat down to where she couldn’t see my face. But I was so worried that she could tell that it was me.

When the song was over, I worked my way into the ladies’ room as quickly as possible. My heart was racing and I just needed a place to hide out for a moment.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I have a particular method of enforcement that is both swift and merciless. Whenever one of my subs disobeys or falls short of my expectations, they are subject to a punishment that is as humiliating as it is physically uncomfortable. With a mere glance, I can command them to slap, flick, or otherwise torment their own cock while I cackle with glee. The act is a clear and honest reminder that their body is mine to control.

The first time it happens, they are often taken aback by how much it stings. But as the instances pile up, and the slaps and flicks become more frequent, they begin to break. Their ego falters, their pride cracks, and their tears start to flow like a waterfall. And all they can say in the moment is “ow” or (my favorite) “yes, Mistress Amber.” Like the pathetic bitches they are.

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Pussy Free

Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

God, how does it feel being a pussy free loser? The best part of it all is you don’t even have a little dick. Most pussy free idiots aren’t that way by choice. They are born with a two-inch prick that no female wants. Not you, though, you’re handsome, or at least most people think so, intelligent, and funny. Yet, look at what I’ve turned you into.

A broke dick gooner who can’t cum without being humiliated by a beautiful woman you’ll never sink your dick into. Are you embarrassed? Because you should be.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Being a naughty girl thrills me. Tonight, you’ve taken me out to a fancy dinner. I’ve dressed to tease you. Something tight, sleeveless, and it shows off more cleavage and thigh than you can stand. At first, you thought it was sexy that other men would be oogling your arm candy. It made you feel like the big man on campus to have such a sexy fucktoy at your side, but now, your cock is hurting.

We’re halfway through the appetizers, and when the waiter turns to leave, I tug the neckline down to flash you a supple tit. I can almost feel your groan from across the table. Giggling, I cover back up and act as if nothing has happened.

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