Category: phone sex

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

My mother was a Siren, and my father a Merman.  It was an unlikely romance but they say you really can’t help with whom you fall in love.  I exist as their love creation and have been gifted with the powers of both species.  That makes me irresistible to many men who hear my song or see the flash of my fins in the water.

One day, a fishing boat found its way into my little corner of the ocean.  It’d been awhile since I had company.  Feeling lonely for so long, I wanted to take advantage of the moent.  So, I silently swam up to the side of the boat to get a peek of its inhabitants.

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Jamie 1-844-332-2639 ext 461

They call me Jamie. Or sometimes, just ‘hey you,’ or whatever name they remember from the last town over. It doesn’t matter. I’m not here to be remembered, not really. I’m here to be forgotten. Or, more accurately, to help them forget. My life is a constant hum of tour buses and hotel rooms, a carousel of tattooed arms and whispered insecurities after the lights go down.

I’m a professional groupie, a connoisseur of the rock ‘n’ roll world. These guys…They rip themselves open on stage, pouring their hearts out for a crowd, and when it’s over, when the adrenaline fizzles and the loneliness creeps in, that’s where I come in. I’m the quiet after the roar, the comfort before the crash. Their temporary distraction. Their Band-Aid.

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You'll Do Anything For Me?

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

You said you’d do anything for me. If I’d take you on as my submissive. Anything was a bold choice of words, and I make sure my stupid sluts put their service where their mouth is.

That’s how you ended up in the mall parking lot at two AM wearing only a bra and sneakers, bouncing on a dildo in front of my car’s headlight. Hands raised up and clutching the back of your head.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Can you help me out with this harness?” I asked with a sultry smile as I walked up to him at the base of the climb. Jason stood shirtless before the rock face, dusting chalk over his palms. The harness dangled from my fingers as I held it out to him and popped a hip. I didn’t need help, I just wanted his hands on me.

“Sure,” his gaze traveled along my curves, stopping at my firm ass wrapped tightly in my climbing leggings. I stepped into the harness and bent over, pushing my ass out enticingly towards his growing bulge.

“Help me pull it up, please,” I bit at my lower lip as I peered at him through heavy lashes from over my shoulder. He tugged the harness up, making me lose a bit of my balance, and I leaned back against him. Allowing me to feel his massive cock against my thigh. His strong hands gently caressed over my ass as he pulled the harness tight around my waist, and all I could think about was how vulnerable I would be tied up and hanging in the air in front of him.

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Cheating

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

I see you. Don’t be shy, baby. I’ve been watching you, watching me. I see the way your cheeks are flushed, and it has me guessing you’ve been thinking dirty thoughts about lil ole’ me. I’m right, of course. That pervy mind of yours is just aching to find out what’s under my dress.

I bet you’re wondering how good I can suck a cock. Mmm, better than you’ve ever fucking experienced. It woudn’t be the first time I was caught cheating on my husband and i promise it won’t be the last either. Continue reading “Cheating Housewife Felicity Sees You Looking” →

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I love a good finger fucking. I want it to be fast and filling. I even love it when it turns into fisting. My boyfriend likes to lie between my legs, pinning down my right thigh with his left elbow, and then he attacks my pussy with his fingers. He starts by petting my pussy lips. Teasing me until I begin to get nice and wet.

He is never in a hurry because he knows fisting is an art. Pinching my clit is another way he teases me into becoming super wet for him. When I’m ready, he fits two long fingers into my pussy. He probes and pokes. Curls his finger and drags it along my inner walls.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Welcome to Miss Zoey’s Sissy Faggie Daycare Center!  I’ve spoken to your Mommy and she agrees it’s time for you to face the truth.  You’re not a little boy, you’re a little sissy girl.  I carefully interview all the mommies before they bring me their little ones.  There’s a check list we go through to make sure this is the right place for you.  But most of the mommies who contact me already have a pretty good idea that you’re not a real boy.  They also know you’ll never grow up to be a real man.  So, I’m here providing my services to help them transform you into the true sissy you’re meant to become.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

“Nothing under that?” he asked setting his pack on the floor between us. “Just like you said” I giggled. He put his hand underneath my skirt, no panties and no bra.  

He asked and I delivered. He sighed aloud “how am I supposed to watch the movie now?” I hung my head and giggled. “You owe me, I got us drinks” I shrugged. “Name it” He slid the hoodie off exposing his shaved head and leaned over “you shouldn’t say stuff like that, you don’t know what I might name”  

Now I was laughing, he took my hand and planted it on his head. “Just did it” it felt like peach fuzz. I never understood men with heads of hair shaving it all off. He moved in closer and put his head on my lap, lifted my skirt and pushed himself further until his head was almost underneath. “you just did yours too” we both laughed loudly in the open theater. There weren’t too many people.  

We made plans to watch a movie together but not without drinks.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

A good blowjob is more than just an act; it’s a performance, a communion, a journey to be guided through. From the moment the decision is made, a subtle shift happens. My focus narrows, all senses sharpen. There’s a delicious anticipation that builds, a silent understanding passing between us.

I love the ritual of it. Dropping to my knees, the soft thud of fabric on the floor, the shift in power dynamics as I meet his gaze from below. Reaching out, my fingers are already tingling, ready to receive. The first touch is always ginger, a gentle coaxing as I carefully free his cock from the constraints of his pants…shorts…underwear. He’s usually warm, already eager, and the sight of that dick standing at attention, ready and waiting, sends a little pulse of excitement through me.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I was looking forward to my four hour trip back home. I had a great time at my friend’s ranch. But I was exhausted. And after the fiasco on my drive there, I was ready for a relaxing drive home. I put the top down again. But I decided that I better leave my clothes on this time. I wasn’t wearing much anyway. No bra or panties, just a little spaghetti strap sundress. The only problem was that the wind kept blowing it up. But the breeze felt good. I had the music turned up and I was enjoying the drive. I was trying to resist the urge to play with my exposed pussy. But it was begging for attention. So I gave it what it wanted. My seat coolers were really coming in handy because my pussy hot and wet. I was getting so turned on that I needed to pull over. And I knew the perfect spot. There’s a well known ranch where a primetime soap opera was filmed in the eighties. Now it’s rented out for events but is often empty. As I approached, I saw that it was indeed empty. So I pulled in.

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