Category: no limits phonesex

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

I was used in the back of the limo. He told me not to wear panties to the gala. I obeyed. All night, I played the part—smiling, sipping champagne, talking politics—while he kept one hand on my lower back and whispered what he was going to do to me. I couldn’t resist but I kept my composure. I was not going to break character.

Everyone watched us like we were royalty. No one knew how filthy I was underneath that gown. When the driver opened the back door of the limo, I slid in first. My dress rose up to my hips. He didn’t wait. He followed, shut the divider, and dragged me onto his lap like I was nothing but his toy. “I’ve been patient all night,” he growled. “Now open your mouth.” He unzipped himself. I dropped to the floor. The driver was still up front. The thrill? Insane.

He used me fast and rough, gripping my hair, face-fucking me while the city lights flickered past. Then he pulled me up, bent me over the seat, and shoved into me from behind, one hand choking me, the other pressing my face to the window. People Continue reading “Used in the Back of the Limo” →

Uh oh- Guess What I Found

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Uh oh! Don’t you just hate when the nasty, filthy fucking things you do in the dark come out to the light. You thought you were careful. You tried so hard to keep things a secret, but guess what I found? The kitty is really out of the bag now, and I guess we’ll have to see what you’re willing to do to keep me quiet.

See the other day I was forcing a sissy to suck cock. His first one! A very exciting time. As we were scrolling through a particular site, you know, one for fags. Guess whose picture I just happened to stumble upon?!

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Three mouths. Six hands. One night I will never forget. I’d fantasized about it before—more than one man, all eyes on me, all hands on me. But fantasies never prepared me for the real thing. It started with a game. A private party, low lights, drinks flowing, and tension so thick I could taste it. Two of them—tall, muscular, eyes full of hunger. Friends. Teammates. Alphas. And they both wanted me.

I didn’t pick. Didn’t have to. So I looked at both of them, crossed my legs slowly, and whispered, “If you want me, come take me.” And just like that, the night changed. We didn’t make it to the bedroom. They pinned me against the living room wall like I was their shared secret. One kissed me deep and rough while the other dropped to his knees, tugging my panties down and spreading me open with his tongue.

My knees buckled. I moaned into the kiss, one hand tangled in hair, the other gripping shoulders. Every inch of my body was touched hands sliding over my breasts, mouths worshiping every curve. When they carried me to the couch, I was dripping. Begging.

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gaming

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I smirked, perched on the edge of Liam’s desk, my gaze raking over him. He was tied to his own gaming chair, a pathetic picture of frustrated desire. Miss Anna, a vision in black leather, circled him with her eyes laser-focused on his, her crimson-painted nails tapping against a riding crop she held with menacing grace.

“Having a little trouble, Liam?” I purred, my voice dripping with mock concern. He just groaned, his eyes squeezed shut, a sheen of sweat slicking his forehead. We’d given him a simple rule: hands behind his head, or else. But the little sub was struggling. “Please,” he gasped, eyes fluttering open to meet mine. “Please, Amber, I can’t! I can’t hold it.”

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

The way he begs for me is better than any orgasm. It starts with a look. That hungry, needy stare he gets when I walk into the room wearing nothing but a robe and a smirk. He’s already hard before I even speak. I love that about him—how my presence alone is enough to make him squirm.

“Sit,” I say, and he obeys immediately, settling on the edge of the bed with wide eyes and parted lips.I step in front of him, slowly opening my robe. He inhales sharply, gaze locked on my bare skin, hands clenched at his sides like he’s afraid to touch. He knows better. I haven’t given him permission.

“You want it, don’t you?” I ask, teasing my nipples with my fingers, dragging one hand down my stomach. “Yes,” he breathes. “Please.”  That’s my favorite part. Not the touching. Not even the orgasm. It’s the begging. I live for that whimper in his voice, the tremble in his thighs as he pleads. When he’s on his knees, tongue out, eyes wide and desperate—there’s nothing sexier.

I slide my panties down slowly, watching him watch me. I can see how badly he wants to Continue reading “The Way He Begs for Me Is Better Than Any Orgasm” →

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

I didn’t think I had any kinks…until he brought them all out of me. When we first got together, I thought I was pretty vanilla. Sex was good—but it was routine. Safe. Then he started testing boundaries. It began with a blindfold. Then ropes. Then something called a Wartenberg wheel that made me shiver in ways I didn’t know were possible.

“You’re more open than you think,” he whispered, tracing the cool metal over my nipples. He was right. Because once I gave in, I couldn’t stop. We explored everything. Wax dripped onto my thighs while I was gagged and tied to the bed, vibrating toys pressed to my soaked clit until I was begging. He had me try on latex. Fishnets. Collars. At first, I laughed. But then I looked in the mirror—makeup smudged, skin flushed, legs spread wide—and I didn’t recognize the woman staring back. I saw someone wild. Free. And dripping with filth.

We experimented with impact play. Feet. Roleplay. Choking. Public teasing. I started texting him during work, asking what toy to wear under my clothes. One night, he whispered, “Try the plug tonight. I want you warm and stretched before I get home.” Continue reading “I Didn’t Think I Had Any Kinks…Until….” →

Tami

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Mommy Anna and Mommy Amber were up to some mischief this morning! It’s not every day you get to celebrate a birthday, right? The mommies went shopping beforehand to make sure they had everything they needed to celebrate their special birthday girl, none other than the biggest Candy slut of all, Sissy Baby Tami! Tami, sweet little Tami, she’s always such a good sport when it comes to the mommies’ surprises. And even if she doesn’t LOVE the ideas at first, once her mommies stuff her holes and tell her she’s a good little sissy, she will do anything they say.

The first order of business this morning was changing Tami’s diaper, which is always a bit of a production. Mommy Anna and Mommy Amber are meticulous about keeping their little sissy clean and fresh and, as soon as they got Tami into her naughty nursery, they wasted no time getting down to business. They had a surprise in store for their little sissy whore, and they weren’t about to let her wriggle out of it! They held her down (gently, of course) and, instead of stuffing Tami full of birthday cake, they proceeded to stuff her full of suppositories!

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Amy 1-844-33CANDY ext.460

I’m a seductress of words, a weaver of fantasies, and a guide through the realm of erotic exploration. As a phone sex operator, I’ve had the privilege of connecting with individuals from all walks of life, each with their own unique desires and curiosities. My voice is my instrument, and I use it to craft intimate experiences that leave my clients feeling satisfied and understood. I’m not just a voice on the other end of the line; I’m a confidante, a partner in fantasy, and a guardian of secrets.

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Summer Suckfest

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

It’s finally beautiful outside which means one thing, we need to get you ready for a summer suckfest. Have you spent the winter sucking off hung men? Or at the very least practicing on dildos? Because you don’t want to go into this summer lacking skills, do you? I didn’t think so.

Having a little dick sucking refresher is good every now and then. Especially when we’re on the verge of unlimited cock during this year’s epic summer suckfest. Even the most experienced sluts can always get better. Just think about how many cocks you can show off your new skills to.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

He fucked me before check out. He didn’t even knock—just swiped the keycard and walked in like he owned the room. I was still in the hotel robe, loosely tied, the faintest drop of wine on my bottom lip. I met his stare and smiled. He knew what that meant. Without a word, he dropped his bag and came to me like he was starving. His hand slid around my neck, lips crashing into mine. My robe slid off my shoulders, exposing nothing underneath. I hadn’t worn panties on purpose. I wanted his hands on me the second he walked in.

He pushed me back onto the bed, parting my thighs with his knee, eyes locked on mine as he trailed soft kisses down my collarbone, the curve of my breasts, then lower. I could feel the heat between my legs grow unbearable as his tongue teased along my inner thigh—so close I almost begged. And then he tasted me. Slow at first, like he wanted to savor every moan, every twitch of my hips.

I reached down, threading my fingers through his hair, pressing him deeper into me. His tongue flicked, circled, then flattened against me, the pressure Continue reading “Fuck Me Before Check Out” →