Category: phone sex

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It was a gorgeous spring night and the anticipation was electric as I strutted into the venue, my blonde hair bouncing with every step. The headlining rock band was one of my favorites and I couldn’t wait to get lost in their guitar riffs and pounding drums. Little did I know the evening had an even bigger surprise in store…

As I made my way through the excited crowd, my eyes suddenly locked with a very familiar face. There he was – my old flame from a few years back. Tall, dark and devastatingly handsome. He smiled that wicked smile, and I felt my insides clench with desire. We hadn’t seen each other since our fiery breakup, but the sexual tension between us was still off the charts.

We exchanged a few flirty texts during the show, the air crackling with unspoken lust. As soon as the final encore ended and the masses began to file out, he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the dark parking lot. “My car,” he growled in my ear, giving my ass a firm squeeze. I didn’t need to be told twice.

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Carina 1844-332-2639 ext 293

You picked up just in time. My voice is already dripping with need.

“Mmm… I was hoping it would be you.”

I’m lying on the couch, completely bare, one leg draped over the edge, my fingers already tracing slow, lazy circles over my thighs. The air is thick with anticipation. I’m aching — and the second I heard your voice, it got worse.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day. Every time I touched myself, I imagined it was you.”

My breath hitches as my fingers slide higher, just grazing that slick, sensitive spot I’ve been teasing nonstop. I let out a soft gasp — just for you.

“Do you want to know what I’m doing right now?”

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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….” →

He's MY Diaper Boy Now

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Brayn was just about how our diapers and waiting on shipping wasn’t an option. We had to go to Target, or he’d have accidents all over the house. I taped him up tight in his last Pamper, and away we went. I love when the back of his diaper peeks out of his jeans, so as we were walking into the store, I reached down his pants to give it a little tug. Making sure anyone who saw us would know he was my diaper boy. It’s a good thing I did because as we rounded the baby aisle, we bumped right into his ex-girlfriend, Laura Jean!

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Is this my payback? I wondered. With everything else going on, the last thing I needed was to get into a car accident. But I did. I knew that if my parents found out, they would probably take my car. I’m on their major disappointment list right now, as usual. But the man that I hit was so furious about it. I had been stalling him and trying to figure out how I was going to get out of this one. So I told him that my parents wanted to come over and talk to him and take care of everything. He agreed but was surprised when I showed up alone. I told him that they were on their way. I “accidentally” kept flashing him. He kept looking. I made sure that he got several good glimpses up my dress so he could see that I wasn’t wearing any panties. I could tell that he was enjoying the view and kept watching for more. His attitude was changing too. He wasn’t as mad as he was at first. So I started to explain to him that my parents were very strict, and I was scared of what they would do.

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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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dream

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I had a dream about you last night. You showed up at my door wearing nothing but a smile and a pair of tight grey boxer briefs. I let you in and you lead me to my bed, where you ravaged me for hours. I woke up with a start, my body aching with a familiar throb between my legs. The dream was still vivid in my mind, your smile, your body, your fucking touch. I could still feel your hands on my skin, your lips on my neck, your cock inside me. I groaned, my pussy already wet and ready. I wanted you, and I wanted you now.

I looked at the clock, it was early, but I picked up my phone and sent you a message. You responded almost immediately. “Is that so? And what exactly did I do to you in this dream of yours?” you replied, your words making my pussy throb even more. I bit my lip, my fingers already tracing the outline of my pussy through my panties. “You fucked me, hard and deep. You made me scream your name, made me beg for more. You made me cum so many times, I lost count.” I replied, my voice already breathless.

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Look What Mommy Has For You

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Last weekend, many boys and girls received Easter baskets filled with toys and treats. Chocolate eggs and frisbees or small dolls made for a very exciting morning, but Mommy saved your Easter present for a more private, special time. I wanted us to be alone so I could show you how to use it properly.

Look what Mommy has for you, baby! A red dildo all of your own! Sit on the bed with me and hold it. Look, it turns on and vibrates! Isn’t that exciting? I can tell by the confusion on your face that you don’t really understand what it’s used for and why its shaped like a big penis. That’s so silly, isn’t it? Yes, I know, it’s much bigger than your penis. That’s one of the reasons Mommy wanted you to have it.

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Motorcycle Diaper Dick

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Everyone thinks motorcyle guys are badasses and maybe some are but I have one who loves to tease me with his diaper dick. I used to babysit for his little sister, and one night when she was fast asleep, he confessed to me that he’d never really grown out of diapers and loved stealing her pampers to cum in them. I found it incredibly sexy and asked if he’d show me.

Fast forward four years, my little diaper dick is all grown up. He’s unbelievably sexy and all the girls want to fuck him. But none of them get the chance because of his little secret, which he shares only with me. He purchased this super sexy crotch rocket and texted me that he wanted to take me for a ride.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’m only 20, but already I know exactly what I want. And what I want is my ex-boyfriend’s cock. In his truck.

We started dating back in high school and had the hottest, most passionate relationship. The sex was mind-blowing and we were addicted to each other. Though we went our separate ways for college, the spark never fully fizzled out.

Now that we’re back in the same hometown for summer break, our fling has picked right back up where it left off. The difference is, he’s working construction and I’m still in school. But I always make time for him – in fact, he takes his lunch break just for me.

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