Category: teen phonesex

Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I need to confess something kind of wild that happened on Saturday and I can’t keep it in anymore. So my bestie Lizzy’s grandfather came to visit for the big basketball game, I’m talking her grandma’s husband, like, the actual grandpa. He’s this really distinguished silver fox type – handsome, classy, still super fit for his age. Anyway, after the game he swung by our dorm the next morning, probably to take us out to brunch or whatever.

But of course Lizzy was at spin class, the cardio obsessed little bi– I mean bunny that she is. So it was just me and Gramps, hanging out in our common room. I was still in my silk pajama shorts, trying to be cute as always. He complimented me and we were chatting and flirting, when he suggested we go back to my room to “continue the conversation in private”. I mean, I’m no prude, and that man was so fucking sexy…

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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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Hot Strippers

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

My amazing sweetheart and I have a thing for hot strippers. Recently he took me out for an anniversary celebration, and we knew just where to celebrate. There’s a classy little strip club here in town. He likes classy, which is why he likes me. But he also likes to get down and dirty in the bedroom, which is also why he likes me.

I know a strip club isn’t your typical anniversary spot, but we’re not a typical couple and I love being adventurous! I also know that sometimes he has a taste for curvy, hot strippers and this club was perfect for spotting the luscious girls that we love.

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You call me, telling me that your wife and very young daughter are out of the house. While they are gone, this is your chance to indulge into your fantasies and memories. You start by telling me about the photo of your daughter in her two piece bikini you have saved on your phone…While you are looking at her photos, your cock is out of your pants, and you are slowly stroking away. I giggle at you as you tell me the description of her, and how you feel about her. But what makes me laugh even more is how pathetic you are, and tell me that you do things with her because you’re a father with a small dick.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’ve always fantasized about having my own personal sissy maid. A pretty little sissyslut to cater to my every whim and desire. Someone who will happily don a frilly, slutty maid outfit complete with lacy panties and stockings. The kind of outfit that screams “perky submissive housekeeper” and makes the wearer look adorable while scrubbing the bathroom tile.

Just imagine, cute college guys showing up in hopes of landing this “easy” job. I’ll usher each one into my room, eyeing him up and down. “Strip,” I’ll command sternly. “Let me see what you’re working with.” Some might be sporting a hard-on already at the thought of being my personal sissy. I’ll snap a garter belt and full lacy panties over that erection and make them model the skimpy maid costume. The good ones will get flushed and aroused at the humiliation of it all.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I still can hardly believe it happened. It was my summer internship. On one particularly stressful day, I snuck into the empty conference room for a little “me time” during lunch.

I was just getting into it, one hand in my panties and the other pinching my nipples through my thin blouse, when I heard the door open. I froze. There was my boss, Mr. Johnson, staring at me with a shocked expression that quickly turned hungry. Fuck.

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knee

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’ll never forget the night I got my scar. It was a typical Friday night, and my boyfriend, Jack, and I were in the mood for some fun. I wore my silky coffee-colored stockings, knowing how much they turned him on. As soon as he saw me, his eyes lit up with desire. Jack groaned and pulled me closer, his hands roaming over my body. We started to kiss, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, and I knew I wanted him inside me.

We moved to the bed, and Jack started to undress me. He slowly pulled off my shirt, revealing my bare breasts. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs rubbing against my nipples. I moaned and arched my back, wanting more. Jack then moved down to my skirt, pulling it off along with my panties. He kissed his way up my legs, stopping at the back of my knee. He ran his tongue over the silky material of my stockings, making me shiver with pleasure. “I love these fucking stockings,” he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. I moaned in response, my pussy aching for him.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My naughty uncle always used to find reasons to spank me whenever he babysat us. But one night I really did deserve it though. Hehe. My parents were out of town. So I planned on sneaking out. There was a party going on. My parents never allowed me to go to parties. They were so strict and overprotective. It was finally working out and I was so excited. My uncle was babysitting us of course. So I acted like I didn’t feel well. And I went to bed early. Then I went into my room. I put a pile of blankets under my bedding. I was hoping it would look like I was sleeping in my bed. Then I quietly sneaked out of my window. I ran down the street to my friend’s house. We got ready together. I dressed as slutty as I could of course. Lol. We went to the party. There were drinks and stuff. Of course we indulged in all of it. I got so crazy and horny. Some boys were flirting with us. We ended up playing with them. It was so much fun. We took turns on each other.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Hello there! It’s your girl back with the dirty deets on my wild weekend at the frat house. Boy, do I have a story to tell! This past Saturday night, I headed over to Delta Chi for their biggest bash of the semester. I was feeling myself in my tight little black dress, ready to get turnt up. The music was bumpin’, the beer pong tables were lit, and the frat bros were looking fine as hell.

Before I knew it, I was seeing double and stumbling my way to the couch for a quick snooze. I curled up right there in the living room, not giving a second thought to my short skirt riding up. The next thing I knew, I was coming to with some heavy weight pressing me down.

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Secret Desire

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Do you have a secret desire? Something you crave but also know it’s wrong. I do, and it’s older men.

Ever since high school my secret desire has been the touch of someone much older than me. I know it’s wrong, but I also can’t seem to help myself. I figured college would be the perfect place to meet guys my age and put this secret desire behind me. But I was wrong. I actually had even more access to the cock I wanted more than anything.

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