Category: no limits phonesex

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” →

urgency

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

We’ve all been there. That creeping, tightening feeling in your lower abdomen that suddenly escalates from a gentle suggestion to a full-blown, five-alarm wake up call in a matter of seconds. Yes, I’m talking about that feeling. The one that makes you sweat, clench, and mentally map out every single restroom location within a five-mile radius. The urgent need to, well, go.

It’s a universally understood experience, yet strangely taboo. We whisper about it, fidget awkwardly, and try to project an air of calm while internally screaming, “MUST. FIND. BATHROOM. NOW!” For me, it’s usually triggered by one of two things: a perfectly brewed cup of coffee (the irony!) or the mere thought of a long car ride. My bladder, bless its tiny, unreliable heart, seems to have a mind of its own. It’s like a mischievous gremlin, waiting for the most inconvenient moment to shout, “Surprise! I’m full!”

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

There’s something about the way a woman moves. Her energy pulled me in. Not just her hips, or her lips, but the way she exists. The way her presence enters a room before she even speaks. It’s in the air she fills with a quiet confidence, an undeniable magnetism that calls you to notice. I used to tell myself it was admiration—just a girl crush, a passing fascination. But the truth was deeper, hotter, quieter. It was the lingering stares that stretched for seconds too long. The flutter in my chest every time she laughed or caught my gaze. The craving to taste her laughter on my tongue. To learn the rhythm of her heartbeat.

Being attracted to women isn’t just about sex—it’s about energy. A slow burn that builds over time, unnoticed at first, until it becomes all-consuming. It’s the way she carries herself, how her every movement seems intentional yet effortless. A slight tilt of her head. The curve of her neck. Her fingertips tracing a line on her skin that makes you ache to be the one to touch her.

I felt it in every conversation we had. That unspoken connection. She didn’t just talk to me—she Continue reading “Her Energy Pulled Me In” →

Feminization Voyage

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

2025 is a year of change, and this includes starting your feminization voyage with me. You see, it’s one thing to slip on a pair of panties every now and then but it’s totally different to commit to the feminine life.

I know a sissy, named Lexi, who has been desperately seeking real womanhood for a while now. At the beginning of this year we started our feminization voyage together and it’s been a wild ride. So sit back, relax, and let me tell you all about the fun we’ve had so far.
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Head To Toe

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Crawl to me.” He smirked as he rested back against the headboard. My hungry gaze roamed his figure. Long, strong legs stretched out, totally relaxed as he drank in my naked form. His hand lazily stroked in cock, which made my mouth water. I dropped to my knees slowly, my gaze never leaving his as my hands spread out over the polished wooden floor of his bedroom.

My body lengthened and dipped as I catcrawled from the bathroom doorway to the end of his bed. He gave a soft moan of approval, and I climbed up to join him. My body straddling one of those long legs as I crawled up his body. My heavy tits swayed until they met his thigh and rested there. He let go of his cock to trail his fingers along the side of my breast. “I’m going to worship you. Head to toe.” He growled.

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