Category: phone sex

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

You see, this time of year, the world is seeing green – and not just because of all the Guinness being guzzled down. No, I’m talking about the emerald hues of the lucky charms that have my sweet snatch dripping like a pot of liquid gold at the end of a rainbow!

For all you horndogs out there, this St. Paddy’s Day weekend, if you’re lucky enough to find yourself sliding into my velvet soft folds, you’ll be seeing more than just green – you’ll be seeing stars! My pink paradise is the ultimate pot of gold, and trust me, once you stick your shamrock inside, you’ll never want to leave my magical land.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

I never thought I’d find myself here, about to have my 1st glory hole experience. There I was standing in a dimly lit private booth, my heart racing with a mix of anticipation and lust. The idea of a glory hole had always intrigued me—anonymity, the thrill of the unknown, the raw, unfiltered pleasure. But fantasizing about it and actually being here were two totally different things.

I placed my hands along the smooth wooden partition, my breath shaking as I knelt, waiting for the unknown. I could hear faint noises from the other stalls—muffled moans, the slick sounds of pleasure. My body tingled; my skin hot, burning with desire. The waiting was the most intense part, the build-up driving me crazy!

Then, finally, a presence. A thick, eager length pressed through the opening, hard and pulsing, waiting for my touch. I let my fingers glide over the smooth white skin, teasing, my lips teasing over the tip before I took him into my mouth. The first taste of salt and musk made me moan around him, my tongue swirling, my lips tightening as I took him deeper and deeper in my throat. The anonymous stranger groaned, “Ughh Fuck!” his hips swaying Continue reading “My 1st Gloryhole Experience” →

slut

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I love being paid to be a slut. There, I said it. It’s not something I’m ashamed of. You see, I used to work a regular job, just like everyone else. But I couldn’t shake this feeling, this itch, that there was something more out there for me. Something that would make me feel alive. And then I found it – phone sex operating.

“God, you sound so fucking hot,” you groan into the phone, your voice deep and needy. I can feel my pussy getting wet just from the sound of it. I’m completely naked, lying on my bed, the phone cradled between my ear and shoulder. I run my fingers over my nipples, pinching and twisting them until they’re hard and sensitive. “You like that, don’t you?” I purr, my voice low and seductive. “You like it when I talk dirty to you.” “Fuck, yes,” you pant. “I want to hear more…I want to hear everything.” Giggling, I spread my legs wide, my fingers trailing down my

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I have a confession to make – I am hopelessly addicted to spanking. I’m constantly begging my lovers “spank me harder!”  The rush I get from a firm hand smacking against my tender cheeks is nothing short of euphoric. My ideal fantasy is being bent over an armchair (I prefer wood or leather), my tight shorts pulled down slowly to expose my perfectly round ass. A gentle caress at first, admiring my curves, before an unsolicited spank snaps me out of my trance.

The first one never fails to make me gasp. My skin tingles, not in pain but anticipation of what’s to come next. Slap after slap, the stinging only fuels my ardor. Soon, my pajamas are noticeably damp. I crave the red handprints blooming across my firm globes, a badge of honor proving I can take it. By now I’m squirming on your lap, panties soaked through, clit throbbing for release.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I want you to use me, daddy. Use me hard and rough. Use me however the hell you want. Because let’s be real, that’s what I’m here for, isn’t it? To be your personal fuck doll, your depraved little plaything, your naughty secret stash of sin and debauchery when the world outside gets too much?

Well, baby, come and get it then. Unleash all that pent up frustration on my tight little pussy. Wring out every last drop of anger, of stress, of pent up lust and aggression, on my pliant, willing body. Slam me against the wall and ravage me. Throw me down on the bed and pound into me until the bed frame breaks. Pin me to the floor and violatingly hiss filthy degradations in my ear as you rail my cervix.

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Sleep training for baby ben

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

I know it can be a very hard transition for a “man” when he’s regressed and put into diapers. So many things change all at once. The hardest part is not being able or allowed to touch your penis anymore. So many men waste so much time of their lives messing with that little pleasure stick that even if they are put in chastity and diapers, they find a way to toy with it.

I’m speaking from experience. See, Baby Ben is always trying to stroke his penis even though I’ve told him he is nothing but a sissy baby! Just recently, we had to put him through sleep training!

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Sister Uses Your Fuck Doll

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Normally, whenever someone visits, you clean me up and tuck me into the closet. It’s dark and lonely without you, but I understand. You don’t want anyone to know about your favorite fuck doll. You got stuck late at work this time, though, and your sister arrived at the house before you.

You forgot to put me away! And it was too awkward to tell her not to go in your room because you knew she would have headed straight there. So you sit at work, worried that she’ll find me. That’s precisely what she did.

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Julie 844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Please help me Dr. Julie” he begged. “I’m addicted to the local massage parlors. You know the ones. It’s the happy endings. I can’t stop. But I really want to. My wife is going through something. She’s cold and disinterested. But I still feel guilty. I take my vows seriously. And I don’t want to do anything to risk our health and safety. But I have needs that she can’t fulfill. What am I supposed to do? How can I take care of my own needs while still respecting her? And keeping us both healthy.”

This is so easy sweetheart. It’s so simple!! The Candy Girls!!! We can give you everything you need and more! You don’t even have to leave your house! This is exactly what you need. And what you’ve been looking for.  It’s all up to you! You tell us what you want. And we give it to you! Calls, chats, cams…. You name it, we do it! And you deserve it! I’m so sorry that your wife or significant other doesn’t take care of you. You have needs. If she doesn’t take care of them, I can guarantee that the Candy Girls will!

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Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

He held his finger to his lips as his other hand guided his cock head into my open mouth. The house was quiet, his wife sleeping peacefully upstairs. When I came over this morning to ask for my neighbor’s assistance after locking myself out of my house, I had no idea he’d be filling my mouth as payment for his help.

I nodded at his silent instruction to keep quiet and tasted the precum already pooling at his tip. His eyes closed when my mouth sealed around him. Watching his expression of pleasure only made me want to do a better job for him. He let go of his cock and slipped his hand into my hair then started to fuck my mouth slow and steady.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Welcome to Stripper Confessions. Where I take you behind the scenes of my back-in-the-day stripper days where money was tight and rent was due.
FLASHBACK……

DJ Dollar Bill was on the mic tonight for Titty Tuesday’s and it was a packed house. “Welcome to the Player’s Club! Fellas, get ready to lose yourself tonight! Coming to the stage is the one and only, ‘Trinity’!! She’s got the moves, the curves, and the kind of energy that’ll have you spending that last dollar! You know they say diamonds are a man’s best investment. So lean in, throw it up and show some love for the baddest in the building.”

The bass from the speakers pulsed through my body as I strutted across the stage. With every slow, deliberate step, I could feel their eyes devouring me, undressing me. I wrapped my fingers around the pole, my velvet mixed skin shimmering under the neon glow lights. I whined my hips, rubbed my big breasts, and shaked my ass, seductively peeling off each piece of my clothing, strip teasing the crowd. Twirling around on the pole like a ballerina who had lost her way. My plan was to make 10k tonight. I was Continue reading “Stripper Confessions: Part 1” →