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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

I don’t think I ever shared the juicy details of my fisting call with “Rob.” So you get the info now, how nice am I! There is something to know about nasty fucks like Rob, they love testing where the limit actually is. And as we all know, that is kinda my whole game. But Rob called me, and he was already in the deep of his game with himself. I asked what he was doing and guess what? He had already inserted the largest buttplug he had into his poor stretched out asshole. If I had to guess, it was a bigger plug than I could ever imagine.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2369 EXT 349

What Mommy and Daddy don’t know won’t hurt them. Our special time is just between us; that’s what makes it so special. I just love it when your parents go out for date night and call me over to sit with you. You have been growing into such a big boy these last few years.

So talented with that boyish mouth. You’ve been taking instructions well and really learning how to be such a good boy, but it’s time we stepped that up. Are you ready to take your Tranny Nanny’s cock up your rear?

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Extreme Pussy Stretching

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Completely naked, I crawled into the red room. Master’s den of sins. Not knowing what painful pleasures awaited me was as thrilling as it was nerve-wracking. Low strings of classical musting tickled through the speakers. I ached to look around for any clues of what today’s session would be but I knew better. My eyes stayed on the lush red carpet as I crawled to the center of the room and kneeled when I got there.

“Such a pretty little Doll.” Master’s voice caused me to shiver even though I wasn’t cold. “Let’s see just how widely we can stretch that tight little pussy open today, shall we?” He patted one of the sawhorses, and quickly, I crawled up over the padded benches. My knees were forced open by the position, and I laid my tummy and chest on the back of the furniture, so Master could cuff my ankles to the front feet. I’d be unable to stop any of his ministrations as he stretched me.

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Cock Stompin' Phonesex

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Dicks just be making me so mad these days. Time wastin’ little bitch boys who think because they got a shrimp dick it makes ’em special or somethin’. Fuck. I’m just in the mood for some good ol cock stompin’ phonesex. And I ain’t no light bitch.

When I stomp my big ol’ size nine heels down on your three inches dick, you gone feel it. I need a loser who knows he deserves pain to just lay the fuck down before me wiv his legs spread, hands tied behind his back so I can kick, stomp and smash his dick and balls until I feel better.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

How many times do I have to tell you that you will never be too much for me? Whatever you think is the ultimate “no go” fetish or taboo thought you have, we can go deeper. That is the whole thing here. Isn’t that why you seek us out? Even though you are a wimp that doesn’t deserve our time, you come to see what kind of perversions you can get away with. Wimpy fucks like you need the pain to feel pleasure. You’re just so conditioned to teasing through your whole pitiful existence it is the only thing you know.

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Oh no, we have a cum junkie on our hands! Someone got a taste of my Goddess shecum, and now he’s addicted. The poor thing literally goes into withdrawals if he doesn’t get a hit of my spunk on his tongue at least once a day. At first, it was cute, watching him tremble in desire. He’d do anything just to taste a drip.

Precum was the gateway. So sweet and savory, the perfect way to lure in a cock sucker and get them addicted. I take great care of my body and fuel it with divine cum producing foods. Things that make me taste even better than the average load.

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Lost In The Big City

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

The other night, I dreamed I was lost in a big city. I’ve never really been to a city like the one in my dream, but it was late at night, yet the street lights made it brighter than the day. Neon signs flashed from windows, and crowds filled the street as I tried to figure out where I was and where I needed to go.

I felt so scared and unsure. I spun this way and that, and nothing looked familiar. Not the people around me or the street signs. Knowing I couldn’t just stand in one place, I picked a direction and started to walk. Big, calloused hands grabbed my elbows and pulled me towards an alley. Whoever grabbed me was wearing a hat pulled low over their face, and I couldn’t make out a single feature.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

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Pervert, what do you think will happen if I ever find out that you have been spying on me? Do you think I would press charges? Do you think the charges would even stick? If they found out what I do for a living I bet you would get away with it. And those clips of me that you recorded are just going to sit in your folders. But for now, I have no clue that you watch me go to the bathroom. I am none the wiser that the camera pervert in the bathroom vent has been watching me strip.

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no taboo

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

As I answered the phone, I could hear the excitement in his voice. ‘Hey baby, I have a fantastic idea for us tonight,’ he said.

I couldn’t help but smile, always eager to hear his ideas. ‘What is it?’ I asked, curiosity piqued.

I was thinking, why don’t we go to the park and find some little cuties to have some fun with?

My mind immediately went into overdrive. The thought of doing something so taboo and thrilling had my heart racing. We had done some adventurous things before, but this was on a whole new level.

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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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