Category: kinky phonesex

Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I had been at my new job at the breastaurant for a little over a week and I was loving it. My manager told me that he likes to check in with new girls to see how everything is going and answer any questions. He told me to meet him in his office after my shift. I was excited to tell him how much I was enjoying my job and how appreciative I am for him taking a chance on me. But when the other girls saw me heading back to his office they were acting so weird. It was like they knew something that I didn’t. So I started getting nervous that he was going to fire me or something. Maybe everyone already knew except me. I knocked lightly on the door. He yelled to come in. So I did. He told me to have a seat. So I did. Then he asked me how everything was going and how I liked the job. I told him that I loved it and that I was so grateful. He told me that he was very pleased to hear that. I was very relieved that he seemed happy with me.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

Have things become stale? Are you struggling to enjoy things you once did yet can’t find a way to improve or shake things? I know just what you need to do in order to bring that spice back into your everyday life. You need to have an affair with a shemale side chick.

Sure, you could just have the same type of affair as every man in your situation. Maybe some hot young thing that gets your heart pumping like when you were in your youth, but you’ll quickly get bored with just another pussy. Trust me; I see it all the time. A successful older man burning through shank after shank trying to fill the void those vapid sluts aren’t capable of fulfilling. The kind of girl you’re looking for is right here, baby.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Has anybody ever told you your pussy was finger lickin’ good? It was a beautiful Saturday morning when my lover Mike picked me up in his sleek convertible for our weekend road trip getaway. As we cruised down the open highway with the wind whipping through my hair, the sexual tension between us was palpable. Mike reached over and placed his hand high up on my thigh, giving it a sensual squeeze. I caught his flirtatious grin as he took his eyes off the road for just a moment to look at me.

“Mmm, you’re so sexy Diana,” he purred, his voice deep with desire. “I can’t wait to get my hands all over this gorgeous body of yours.”

I bit my lip and spread my legs, silently inviting him to touch me. His fingers deftly unzipped my tight jeans and slipped beneath the waistband of my lacy panties. I gasped as he began to stroke my already slick folds.

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Stephanie 844-33-CANDY Ext 454

I could see both movers unloading the truck through my kitchen window. Greg & Kev, hired through a service suggested through my leasing agent. I sipped my coffee as I watched them tackle my king sized bed. They came around and entered the front door. With the mattress still in their hands Greg asked “where would you like us to put the bed?” “In the bedroom, sorry I’ll go open the door for you” he nodded smiling at me.

I smiled back as I passed him and opened the bedroom door. I stood inside the bedroom holding the door as they entered. “Nice bed, is all of this yours?” Kev asked. “Yeah you don’t ask a lady that” Greg said sharply. I giggled. “Yes it’s all mines” “you live alone?” Kev asked as they set the bed up against the wall. “Yep” “No boyfriend?” Kev replied quickly. “hey, cut it out” Greg barked. “No it’s alright.” I said softly. They both stared at me with a certain look of curiosity. “Would you guys like some water or something?” I asked to break the silence. “Yeah that’s not a bad idea” Greg said after clearing his throat.

I walked to the kitchen grabbed two bottles of water and returned. My bed was lying flat on the floor. Kev was sitting on the edge while Greg stood leaning against the wall.

 

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Mommy Loves You

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

As an ABDL mommy I can confidently say that mommy loves you my kinky babies. You diaper lovers always make me laugh. Trying to pretend that you don’t need to be changed, when you really do, just to make me angry.
If you didn’t have an accident then why do you have such a full diaper? Is that why you’re extra fussy tonight? Why are you being so disobedient when it comes to me changing you?

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

You haven’t experienced life until you’ve experienced Zoey on top.  All the sexual positions are super fun.  I’ll never say no to being put on my hand and knees and banged from behind.  But sometimes you just need to lay back and let me take some control.  You just need to trust me to ride you the perfect way.  It’s the ride of your life that you’ll never forget.  I haven’t had anyone regret letting me climb on top of their cock and bounce them into oblivion.  But it’s not just about climbing on and make you cum and draining that cock.  Which is definitely a goal.  However, there’s so much more that will lead up to my being on top of you.

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Cory

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Mr. Harrison, a client I’d only heard whispers about, watched me with an unnerving intensity. He was older, distinguished, with eyes that held a mixture of boredom and simmering amusement. This was my first session with him, and already, I felt like I’d stepped into a different dimension.

“Honey,” he’d instructed, his voice a low rumble. “Something undeniably, gloriously sticky.” My pantry offered few options at that hour. I grabbed the honey, the golden liquid thick and viscous in the bottle. Its sweetness suddenly felt cloying, almost threatening. The air in the room crackled with anticipation. Another woman, Julie, stood across from me, her face a mask of professional detachment. “Mr. Harrison has a challenge for you, Julie,” he announced, his gaze shifting between us.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

The chime of the church door seemed to echo the conflict within me. Sister Agatha’s words about resisting temptation, about the sanctity of marriage, still hung in the air as I stepped out into the cool night. My women’s group was a haven, a weekly affirmation of my faith and my commitment to Thomas.

Then I saw him. He was emerging from the pub across the street, laughter spilling out around him and his friends. He was a silhouette at first, broad shoulders and a confident stride. But as he turned, the streetlight caught his face – sharp jawline, eyes that crinkled at the corners even when he wasn’t smiling, and a shock of unruly dark hair. He was magnificent. And he was looking directly at me.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Dr. Julie, I think my husband is a closet sissy. He’s always hiding in my closet and trying on my clothes. He can’t hold a job or get a job because he’s so obsessed with being a sissy. I’m so sick of him not working. So I have an idea. I’m going to turn his obsession into money. That way we will both be happy. Can you please help me? Will you take him shopping for some slutty lingerie? Then take pictures of him in it? So that I can post him for hire?” she practically begged.

It sounded like fun to me. But I had to make sure it was the best thing for him. After having a long session with him, I was confident that it was. He was beyond ecstatic to go lingerie shopping.

So we went and picked out several sexy things for him to try on. Then we headed to the dressing room. He got more and more turned on as he tried each slutty thing on. I could see him getting harder and harder. And my instinct is, see a hard cock, make it cum.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

My best friend at college is named Maddy. She’s sweet and kind, always there for me. I adore Maddy. But I have a secret. A secret about her dad Carter.

Professor Carter James is a name well-known to most students on campus. Tall, dark and handsome, he teaches advanced psychology. When I sit in his class, I can barely focus on the lesson. My eyes are on his chiseled features, the way his eyes smolder. I imagine him bending me over his desk, his strong hands gripping my hips as he takes me from behind.

It started innocently enough. Maddy and I studied together at my place. When her father dropped her off, our gazes met and a spark ignited between us. He lingered, looking at me a beat too long. Later, he messaged me online, thanking me for letting Maddy stay over. I flirted, feeling bold, and he flirted right back.

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