Category: roleplays

Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I couldn’t believe my eyes. I know my roommates can get really crazy. They have brought people home from work before. But it’s never gotten that crazy before. It was about three o’clock in the morning. I was sound asleep. Until I was awoken by giggles, moans, lots of different voices, and banging. At first, I was scared. I wondered what on earth was going on. Worried that something might be happening to my friends, I jumped out of bed. Then I ran down the hall towards the noise. I was so scared to open the door. My heart was beating so fast. I had no choice but to save them from a possible intruder. So I quietly opened the door and peeked in. I couldn’t believe my eyes. What on earth were they doing? I wondered. They had three guys in there. And from the looks of it, they were willing participants. The five of them were having an orgy. They were forming a human chain. All of them were having sex with each other at the same time. I’ve never seen anything like it. I started getting turned on by watching them. I couldn’t stop.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

My office was usually a sanctuary, a place where vulnerabilities were laid bare, analyzed, and hopefully, healed. As a sex therapist specializing in fetishes, I’d heard it all. But Rory… Rory was different. He wasn’t ashamed or furtive, just… intensely focused. “Pantyhose,” he’d said, his voice a low hum. “Specifically, silky, shiny, tan ones. It’s… everything.” I arched an eyebrow, a professional curiosity piqued. “Everything? Can you elaborate?”

He painted vivid pictures, describing the way the light caught the nylon, the sensation of it stretched taut against skin, the subtle rustle with movement. This wasn’t just about him being turned on; he was captivated by the subject matter. After a few sessions, I had a comprehensive understanding of Rory’s attraction. It wasn’t just lust; it was a deep connection to texture and visual appeal. A piece of him saw pantyhose in a transcendental way. “So,” I ventured during our fourth meeting which was quickly becoming intense, “have you fully explored this?”

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

I was just lying there daydreaming about our next threesome. When all of a sudden, I heard a knock at the door. It was Amber, unable to contain her excitement. “You’re not going to believe this!” she exclaimed. I was so confused and surprised. But I was also anxious and excited to find out what was going on. “We are finally going to have our threesome with Ace tonight! He’s going to be here in an hour.” She couldn’t contain her smile.

We ran to my room to get ready. Deciding what we were going to make him wear was the best part. For ourselves, we chose stockings and garter belts. And for him, crotchless panties. We thought it would be exciting to see his cock and balls hanging out of the hole. We set the mood with candles and aphrodisiac essential oils.

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Darkest Desires

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A caller recently told me that other than himself, I was the only person in the world who knew what he truly desired. His darkest desires. The only person he’d ever shared his dark desire with. His kink is rather taboo, and naturally, he feels as if he can’t share it with anyone in his personal life. His words keep replaying in my mind. Over and over.

I’m the ONLY person who knows exactly what pleases him—the only person who can tempt the darkness in him to come out and play. No matter how dark or disturbing, he and I can explore that desire together until he achieves the most satisfaction from the naughty little idea. Do you have any idea how amazing it feels to know he’s comfortable confiding in me?

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My roommates had a party the other night. It got really crazy. They told me that there were only going to be a few people. But they kept coming. My friends were dancing on the pole. Everyone started getting really rowdy and riled up. We were all partying and having a good time. They were all cheering my friends on as they took turns dancing on the pole. I joined in the cheering. Then all of a sudden, they all started cheering me on. They were yelling “Little Rachel on the pole” over and over again. I was so embarrassed. My friends are dancers. They know how to dance on the pole. I don’t. I was saying no but they wouldn’t stop. Under normal circumstances, I would’ve never done it. But between the drinks and the peer pressure, I somehow had the balls to do it. I’m sure I made myself look like a total loser. But everyone was having a good time. Me included. So I continued to give them what they wanted. Before I knew it, they were chanting “TAKE IT OFF!”

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Kara  1844-332-2639 ext 306

Growin’ up, I could always see the way Step Dad looked at me. Them hungry eyes roamin’ over my nubile body, pausin’ to linger on my pert breasts and round ass. I knew he wanted me something fierce, but he held back, tryin’ to be a proper man of the house. But things changed when I turned eighteen. I was a woman now, with needs a-plenty. And Step Dad, well, he was just a man tryin’ to keep up with his wild, adopted daughter. I started temptin’ him like a snake charmer, prancin’ around in my tight little shorts and crop tops. Leaving my door ajar, the zipper on my sleeping bag pulled down just so, invitin’ him to sneak a peek at my barely-there pj’s. One fateful Sunday, with the family gathered for dinner, I knew it was now or never. As we sat down to eat, I made sure to brush up against Step Dad every chance I got. When I leaned over to grab the mashed potatoes, I made sure to press my breasts against his arm, my nipples hard and pokin’ through the thin fabric of my tank top. He shot me a warning glance, but

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Ah, the quickie. Those stolen, secret moments of passionate intimacy snuck in during an otherwise mundane day. The surprise grab, the fumbling hands, the urgent coupling – it’s a delicious indulgence that never fails to get my heart racing and my juices flowing.

My lover knows just what to do. One minute we’re going about our day as usual, the next he’s pressing me up against the wall, hiking my skirt, and yanking down my panties. I barely have a chance to catch my breath before he’s undoing his pants and burying himself deep inside my eager cunt. There’s no preamble, no build up – just pure, unadulterated sex.

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1844-33-CANDY EXT. 423

You walked into my office, your heart pounding in your chest. I was your doctor, Mercedes, and you were my patient, coming in for a routine exam. But as you sat down on the examination table, your mind was racing with thoughts that had nothing to do with your health.

“So, what brings you in today?” I asked, my voice smooth and professional.

“Just a regular check-up,” you replied, trying to keep your voice steady.

I nodded and began the exam, starting with the usual questions about your medical history. But as I moved on to the physical exam, I could see the nervousness in your eyes. I placed my hand on your shoulder, trying to reassure you.

“Relax,” I said softly. “I’m just going to do a quick prostate exam. It won’t take long.”

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I had the best babysitting experience ever. I answered an ad on our neighborhood app. It said that they needed someone with experience with high need clients, which I have. It’s not my favorite, but I needed money, so I agreed. I knew these clients could be aggressive and rough. So I tried to show up as prepared as possible with the appropriate protective gear and distraction toys. I knew I was in for a long night.

Their Daddy answered the door. He was very sweet. The house was very quiet. I was hoping that the little ones were already asleep. He invited me in and told me to make myself at home. Then when he turned around, I saw a diaper poking out from under his pants. Before I could put two and two together, he admitted that he was the one in need of a babysitter. We were alone. There were no other little ones. I was so relieved and excited. Lol

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Harlo 1844-33-candy ext 385

The night started with that slow, simmering tension between us. Above all you looked so good, dressed to tease. For example, even the bellboys at the hotel couldn’t keep their eyes off you. They watched and whispered as we walked through the lobby motel. I noticed, certainly, but I didn’t mind. I love showing you off. Meanwhile, as we stepped into the elevator, I whispered. “They’re watching, you know… wishing they could see more. I love sharing…….. Therefore, I send you up to the room before me and slipped the bell boys a note. Subsequently, I opened the room door anticipating, my attention was on you. Then there was a knock at the door. I answered it, and you look surprised as the bellboys from earlier walked in the door. “ Did you invite them?” You asked surprised. “Yes go ahead,” I whispered. “Give them something to imagine.”

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