Category: phonesex

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Ever since I was young, I have been known to be a bit of a slut. It may be due to stories such as this.

When I was in high school, I got invited to this big Kwanzaa party. Anyone who was anyone was there.

Back at that time, I went to a prestigious private school. Our school tended to dominate football because the majority of our team was made up of huge and hung black guys.

Of course, I was a cheerleader and I loved to fuck football players. Just to be clear, I love fucking all kinds of athletes. However, football, rugby, and hockey players tend to be my favorite. It just seems to be that they know how to fuck you just a little bit harder than you thought you wanted.

I must admit, when I walked down the hallway in my cheerleading uniform, I looked hot. My skirt was way too short for your typical cheerleading skirt and my top was way too tight. My big perky tits could barely fit into it and you could see my bare ass cheeks as I walked down the hall.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Ladies and Gentlemen! Jemma has been a hot new piece of candy for a few weeks now!

Therefore, I decided to compile a list of some of my most frequently asked questions since I started at Candy! A lot of guys ask me the same questions so I thought it would be awesome to have a place to direct them. I’ve compiled a list of ten frequently asked and answered questions on all three of the candy sites I’m on.

The ten questions I’ve answered are different on all three sites! So be sure to check out each one. I thoroughly enjoy writing my blogs and feedback is always welcome. Feel free to PM me in the playroom if you want to get to know me  even better.

To start, yes, I am loving it here. All the girls are awesome. Management is amazing. The job itself is so fun! Keep reading and you’ll find out some of my naughtiest secrets…

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Kinky Weekend

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I had another kinky weekend recently that’s left me wanting more. One of my young lovers asked me if he could bring over one of his friends when he came over for our weekly fuck session. I’m not one to turn down a young, throbbing cock so of course I said yes. Then he told me that his friend was a virgin and that got me even more excited than I was already. As you know, I love fucking virgins, so I knew this was going to be a treat.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

I’ve grown bored with my day-to-day routine. Wake up, get ready for the day, drop my son off at school, and then wait. I wait for school to be over; I wait for my husband to get home. Rinse and repeat. I’m just bored. And what’s a bored housewife to do? Get my real estate license! It shouldn’t be that hard to sell a house, right?

I mean, I’m a pretty girl, and I know how to give a home tour. So I drove to my local broker’s office and told him I was interested in going down this path and was hoping he could guide me. He gave me once over and stood up from his desk. “I have a showing in ten minutes; I’ll take you along. You can be my real sexy estate assistant.”

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Naturally, I love the winter holidays. Especially, when you’re single. In truth, there seems to be some sort of special magic in the air when you’re single at this time. Without a doubt, when you’re a sexy single girl all alone.

Furthermore, I had been seeing this guy Tommy for a bit. Although he has the smallest cock I’ve ever seen, he and I have a lot of fun.

Tommy arranged for him and me to go to his family’s Christmas tree farm. Specifically, he texted me and said, “I’m taking you to my family’s farm so you can pick out a tree and then let me cum under your tree”.

When I arrived, I was wearing light-washed ripped jeans that were flared at the bottom. On my feet were the cutest pink waterproof Ugg boots. I had a low-cut navy tank top, barely covering my rock-hard nipples. Along with a white faux fur jacket and ear muffs, I looked cute.

I could see the heads turned as I walked around with Tommy and his tiny dick.

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I absolutely love the twelve days of Christmas.  Who doesn’t love presents for days?  My Master was very generous this year and gave me so many wonderful gifts.

On the twelfth day of Christmas my Master gave to me twelve black cocks to gang bang.  He knows I love BBC so much!

On the eleventh day of Christmas my Master gave to me eleven expandable butt plugs.  Who doesn’t love a little anal stretching and training?

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Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

A little sissy bitch called and asked for hot wax play. I was thrilled to be his personal guide to the delicious pain and pleasure of dripping burning wax over his otherwise useless clit. You’ve read about this sissyslut before, so you can already imagine that he was whimpering when I asked if a candle was already burning.

The fool had a votive candle lit, clearly not knowing that a taper candle is the preferred tool for this type of play. The problem with a votive option is the wax puddles around the wick as it melts. Pools of melted wax are MUCH hotter than drops that dribble from the tip of a tapper.

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Femdom Prostate Exam By Nurse Stone.

Elaine 1-844-332-2639 ext. 250

The click, clack of high heels causes your back to stiffen, so you sit straight up when Nurse Stone walks in. She’s a sexy, mature woman, somewhere in her 40s. She looks you up and down in your thin paper gown while marking things on her clipboard. She sets it down, and you can see something written down: Prostate Exam, but you have no idea it’s going to be a femdom prostate exam. Your heart still skips a beat. She hasn’t said a word, but you can feel her commanding presence. So, you’re compelled to comply when she tells you to undo your gown and loosen it. The stethoscope is cold, but her gloved hand is warm. After a reasonably routine check-up, you think you’re in the clear. Nurse Stone tells you to discard your gown; you do and reach for your clothes. Instead, she tells you to take off your underwear. You obey but can’t look her in the eyes.

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Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I met Johnny and Rebecca at college and we became very close friends very quickly. At least, that’s how I explain it to people when they ask me now. 

The truth is, I had a class with Johnny before I ever met Rebecca, or even knew they were dating, Johnny chose to omit that detail when we met. 

So Johnny and I got along well. He and I loved to get stoned and watch TV together. We would laugh at old sitcoms and how much easier life was back then. We would get wasted together whenever we finished any kind of small college-related task. 

It wasn’t very long before he and I started fucking like bunnies. 

Then, I met Johnny’s long-time girlfriend, Rebecca.

I was infuriated, to say the least. I felt so betrayed. The worst part of all of it was that Rebecca was an awesome girl. Not only was she fucking hot, I could imagine her pussy was just as sweet as her personality. 

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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

Therapist Laylene’s newest  – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.

Oh? You did what? My dad’s cock looked so interesting, but I didn’t know how to tell him, and I didn’t want to look clueless or unsure around him, so I played with my brother’s cock first.
Older or younger brother, I asked.
Younger. Much younger.
So, Polly is a molesting whore herself, and not just any kind of molesting whore, but the mind that molests younger brothers.
Tell me what you did to your much younger brother you filthy whore.
Well, he was sitting playing with his toys and I got on my knees, opened his legs, pulled his cock out of his pants, and started sucking on it.
What did you think of it, Polly?
I liked it, she told me. Liked what, I asked.
I liked the way it got hard and I liked the power I had. I liked the way it tasted. I like the way it felt in my mouth.
Did your brother like it? No, he didn’t.
Why didn’t you stop? Because I liked it, and I didn’t care about him.

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