Category: kinky phonesex

Kinky Cougar

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Do you love kinky cougar phone sex as much as I do? I hope so because when you call me, you’re going to have the best phone fuck of your life. I know that some of you have been calling me for a while, and I will never get tired of fucking you. But maybe there’s some fresh cock out there looking to try someone new. Wanting to see who else can take his fantasy to the next level. That’s why you need this new kinky cougar in your life.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My boyfriend J and I are super into accomplice play. Fortunately my dumb little sister fucked up recently giving me and J an opportunity to indulge our favorite kink.

My sister Katie sat perched on the edge of my bed, wearing my most scandalous lingerie. The lacy bra and thong set J had surprised me with last month.

“Oh, Diana,” Katie mumbled without looking up, her voice laced with guilt and defiance. “I just wanted to…you know, feel like you for a bit.”

We’d grown up sharing clothes and secrets, but this was a line crossed into treacherous territory. Suddenly, a memory flashed: J’s wolfish gaze lingering on my sister at dinner the other night. The way his eyes followed her slender curves, a hunger simmering beneath the surface. A plan formed, bitter and twisted, but necessary.

“Girl, follow me,” I snapped, my voice icy.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Mommy decided to go out for brunch with her girlfriends.  I knew she’d be gone for hours cause she always was when she went out for a girls’ brunch.  So, I planned to sneak into Daddy’s bed.  Because Daddy avoids my attempts to try and get him alone.  But he won’t be able to dodge me today.  I know Daddy always sleeps in when Mommy goes out for her girl dates.  So, after I heard Mommy leave, I put on my cutest nightie and I snuck into their bedroom.  Daddy laid still snoring away as I climbed up on the bed next to him.  Daddy wasn’t getting away from me this time.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’ll never forget the day my panties became so drenched during Professor Thompson’s lecture that I had to sneakily press a folded tissue against my crotch to absorb the excess moisture. It all started when he began to teach us about human anatomy, standing close to the podium, his broad frame dominating the front of the classroom. As he gestured to illustrate a point, his large hands brushed against his pants, and I could unmistakably make out the prominent bulge straining against the fabric.

Throughout the lesson, I found myself staring, mesmerized by the way his powerful thighs flexed or how his dark eyes sparkled with intellectual fervor. My mind raced with forbidden thoughts, and before I knew it, my panties were clinging to my pussy, the crotch saturated with arousal. I squirmed in my seat, trying to subtly relieve some of the pressure building inside me. Continue reading “Wet Panties” →

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Auntie Anna was forced to babysit her naughty nephew. She warned him that if he broke anything in her house or misbehaved, she would be telling his mom upon her arrival to pick him up. He rudely rolled his eyes at her and stomped off to go watch his cartoons.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Mark is the kind of guy who, when stressed or overly excited (or even when he’s just plain distracted), will forget that he’s potty trained. It happens more than he would ever care to admit, but that’s okay because I always have a stash of clean diapers in my purse. There are always signs when it happens. His face gets red, his voice gets high, and I watch as his shoulders stiffen in that precise way that signals impending doom.

“Oh, honey,” I murmur, grabbing his wrist. “Let’s just go find the nearest bathroom.” There’s really no point in dwelling on it. He’s usually embarrassed enough as it is. The comedy of our lives is rooted in logistics. We cram into the stall. Mark looks genuinely miserable, leaning against the cold tile. “I am so sorry,” he always whispers, mortified.

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Would You Suck It?

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Say we met at a party after you’ve had one too many. Too many to notice the things people typically see about me. The things that tell them I’m not all female. You’ve somehow missed all those cues, and then we end up making out.

It’s the hottest makeout session you’ve had since high school. I mean, we are hot and heavy, and then you led me up to a bedroom expecting to get your dick wet. But as you undress me, the elephant in the room becomes revealed. Would you suck it?

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I ran a thumb along the seam of my black lace glove, savoring the slickness of the leather against my skin. The title—naughty slut, dominant bitch—they were just labels. To them, they were prayers whispered into the void. To me, they were tools.

Tonight, my tool was denial. Exquisite, slow, psychological denial. I pushed open the door, and the air shifted. Elias was already in position, knees pressed to the cold concrete, wrists secured behind him with thick, dark cuffs. He wasn’t looking at me; he wouldn’t dare until I permitted it.

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Jackie 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 330

I’m Jackie, and on Veteran’s Day, I like to pay my respects in a special way. Y’all know I’m a Georgia peach, all curves and sass, so I head on over to the VFW hall to show my gratitude in the most southern, honey-sweet fashion.

As I walk in, them old boys’ eyes light up like Christmas trees. I’m glad to oblige; after all, a curvy beauty like me owes it to them brave men to do my part. I saunter on over, hips swaying, and give ’em a wink and a smile. “Y’all ready for some sweet Georgia pie, fellas?” I ask, batting my lashes.

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Teeny Weenie

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Your teeny weenie is useless to me, so it’s a good thing you’re about to call me for small penis humiliation phone sex. I love giving losers like you tasks to do. All kinds of things you can do for me to make me laugh.

You know what makes me so mad about guys like you? That if you’re wearing pants women who are just out and about in the world don’t know how unfortunate your dick is. They have no way of knowing you have a lame dick because it’s covered up. That’s really not fair to them, is it?
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