Category: no limits phonesex

Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

The lightening bolt coming from her eyes was unlike anything most people ever experience. You know those shivers you get when you see someone for the first time. You feel that chemical explosion. Well it’s like that, when you see me every time. It doesn’t just last for a minute, it lasts for as long as we intertwine. I am one of the greatest explosions that you’ll ever meet. The funny thing about me is that I don’t even try. It just is, and it’s kind of always been that way.

Seeing it in others’ eyes has always been something that intrigues me, but I admit. I also get off on it in a way that fucking in general does for me. It has become the one thing that I thrive on when I meet someone, and then I’ll look for that look every time from then on. And like magic, it never really fails me.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

For a long time, I have had a fascination with Zatanna and magic in general. When I was younger, I even used to have some magic sets so I could practice my tricks. Admittedly, as I grew up, my tricks seemed to get sluttier and sluttier.

Now, Daddy was having a business meeting tonight. One of his friends, John, had just lost their wife. John has been a family friend for a long time, he knew me growing up. So, I thought it would be fun to surprise John and Daddy with a magic show, I wanted to cheer him up.

Their meeting was soon, so I knew I needed to get ready.

I got ready in layers, but on top, I had on short black tights, overtop of fishnets, and a slutty white corset that pushed up my massive tits. To add, I had on a black bow collar, knee-high black boots, and a black cape. Knowing Daddy and John were in the dining room, I gathered my magic supplies and headed downstairs.

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Did You Lie?

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

One of the things I hate about men is how you can never really tell what he’s packing until you get him in the bedroom. I went out on a date with this guy I’d met through an app. We’d been texting for a few days, and I was seriously crushing on him. He said he was six-five with hazel eyes and an eight-inch dick. He sent a few photos, not sexual ones, but pictures of him with friends; in them, he looked taller than his friends. And so handsome… but did he lie about that last detail?

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Harper 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 437

Dear Diary,

Today I learned how to be a total wallet draining princess. My dad’s boss came over for dinner and I noticed how he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the whole time. His eyes were glued to my perky tits and my pretty long hair bouncing around. Mr. boss man kept shifting around in his chair. I bet it was to try to hide his raging hard on *giggles* That’s the moment when I realized that I couldn’t let this opportunity slip away from me! He did seem to be enjoying the beverage   with dinner so I made sure that his glass stayed filled. I mean sure he ended up getting tipsy but that’s exactly what I wanted to happen.

It wasn’t too long before he was tugging me onto his lap where I could hold the bottle up to his lips. This way I knew he was as hard as he looked. The funny thing was, the more the more he had, the more he loosened up. Now it was time to Continue reading “I’m Ready To Be Your Wallet Draining Princess” →

Flashing Jailbait Titties

Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

I have a beautiful, voluptuous jailbait body, and I love using it to make men think and feel things they shouldn’t. Sometimes, I wander downtown to where the courthouses are. People all day long go in and out for crimes they’ve committed and have to answer for. I can always pick out the pervs.

The ones claiming to turn their lives around. The guys who swear they won’t do those bad things again, and I prance in front of them. Sometimes even flashing my jailbait titties at them.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Thank goodness the weather had warmed up significantly over the last few weeks. It was warm enough to open the pool at Daddy’s house. The pool was amazing and heated. There was a rock wall surrounding everything, the pool was a large rectangle shape with a square overflow hot tub at one end. Not to mention, Daddy also has a full, well-stocked bar outside.

I was excited for warm weather and I felt like I needed to fuck Blake. As of recently, I had been such a nasty slut. I wanted to make it right by him.

I knew exactly what I needed to do.

Previously, I had bought an emerald green bikini cover-up. It hung at my waist and had a deep slit down the slide, so you could see my hairless pussy. In addition, I had a long red wig and a push-up purple sea shell-shaped bra. Getting dressed, I added a sea shell necklace and six-inch high glittery gold Fendi sandals.

Daddy was supposed to be gone all day, so I texted Blake and told him to come over and meet me out by the pool.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

After last night, Daddy was not happy with me. After all, he had specifically told me not to come to the party.

When I woke up in the morning there was a large white box with a black bow on my bedside table. Curious, I opened it and looked inside.

Inside the box, there was a matching purple bra and panties. They were interesting looking, with gold and teal metal accents. To add, there was a matching gold and teal tiara headband with a long blonde wig featuring braids. Lastly, at the bottom of the box, there was an additional Cartier box with gold and blue topaz jewelry.

Therefore, I decided to have a bath, I wasn’t quite sure what would be in store for me today. First, I turned my water on hot and added tea tree and mint essential oils. Then, I threw in my favourite lemon sugar scrub. After I had finished shaving and exfoliating my body, I got out of the tub.

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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

You are definitely gonna need to catch up with part 1 first – so click here before you go on.

There we were met with our 12th Day of Celebration. Standing there waiting for us were all 12. Wearing nothing but loin clothes as I pulled up. One of them opened the door and lifted Tami out. All 12 gathered and we proceeded down the stairs – almost like a procession. It is a special Sinful Day you know. Our favorite song from our favorite band played loud as the lights flickered and pulsated. Tami high in the air as they walked her towards the altar.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

I’m normally the disciplinarian. There are those moments though, where Tessa needs to snap back into reality. Those are the moments where discipline becomes necessary and appropriate. During those moments, I demand to be given no mercy.

I had been bad that month, all month long. If I wasn’t getting in trouble for this, I was getting in trouble for something else. If I wasn’t fixing a massive mistake I had made, I was causing another catastrophic issue to come into fruition. The game of Cause and Effect can be so detrimental. And when an adult is the one causing all the mayhem, it just feels so much more serious. You would think after going through so much, that I would learn countless lessons. Yet, it seems to be that I continue to cause them, and scramble to fix them.

There is this theory imbedded in the depths of my brain that maybe I enjoy the discipline that comes with messing up so badly. Discipline means that I’m going to have to assume the position; usually bent over on someone’s lap. I’m going to have to take countless paddle spankings, either from a wooden paddle, or someone’s bare naked hands.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

As long as I can remember, I’ve loved Betty Boop. Not only is she sexy, but she’s adorable. Bimbo is her lesser-known boyfriend. The funny thing about Blake was that he reminded me of Bimbo in some ways.

As of late, I have been loving fucking James. After all, he was Daddy’s choice for me. His cock was so big and yummy and I loved when he ravished all my holes.

Now, I’m having a bath in my clawfoot tub thinking about how I can make it up to Blake for being such a cum slut with James. Closing my eyes, all I’m thinking is Boop-Oop-a-Doop, Blake loves Betty Boop and big boobs.

After towelling off, I browse my clothing racks to find something suitable. Finally, I decided on a super short red cocktail dress. I feel good with a black garter belt on my right thigh and black 6-inch high black Louboutins. To add, I put on gold hoops and a gold bracelet.

I headed downstairs, and I lay on top of Daddy’s Steinway & Sons Fibonacci Piano.

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