Stephanie 844-33-CANDY Ext 454

I could see both movers unloading the truck through my kitchen window. Greg & Kev, hired through a service suggested through my leasing agent. I sipped my coffee as I watched them tackle my king sized bed. They came around and entered the front door. With the mattress still in their hands Greg asked “where would you like us to put the bed?” “In the bedroom, sorry I’ll go open the door for you” he nodded smiling at me.

I smiled back as I passed him and opened the bedroom door. I stood inside the bedroom holding the door as they entered. “Nice bed, is all of this yours?” Kev asked. “Yeah you don’t ask a lady that” Greg said sharply. I giggled. “Yes it’s all mines” “you live alone?” Kev asked as they set the bed up against the wall. “Yep” “No boyfriend?” Kev replied quickly. “hey, cut it out” Greg barked. “No it’s alright.” I said softly. They both stared at me with a certain look of curiosity. “Would you guys like some water or something?” I asked to break the silence. “Yeah that’s not a bad idea” Greg said after clearing his throat.

I walked to the kitchen grabbed two bottles of water and returned. My bed was lying flat on the floor. Kev was sitting on the edge while Greg stood leaning against the wall.

 

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bukakke

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Lying on the floor, I blinked over and over as another load splashed over my face. The big, black Bukakke party was in full swing now. Twelve men stood in a circle around me. Each one stroking a monster like big, black dicks. Purple heads all around, dripping precum down on my skin, and then a gruff grunt would fill the air, and a warm spray of cum would splatter over my skin.

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Mutual Masturbation

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Funny enough, almost none of my calls are based around mutual masturbation. Ninety percent of the time, I’m diapering a good boy or sissy-fying a good girl, but yesterday, a man called and he asked me to touch myself.

He had me describe my body and to touch those parts of me as I told him about them. My fingers were soft against my skin, hesitant and delicate as I whispered through the phone. It felt like the end of a first date, where you finally get to strip each other and explore every curve of the other person. I was giddy and nervous, but when I heard how his body was reacting to the images my voice planted in his mind, I grew wetter and wetter.

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Stroke Buddy Craves Cum

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I remember back when I first started stroking my cock, I had a friend who would come over and we would sneak my dad’s laptop to browse his porn history. We were careful never to search anything new or watch videos he hadn’t already clicked on, but it was so exciting to sit beside my friend and stroke ourselves to what got my dad off.

At first, it didn’t take us long. We were so sensitive that just a few minutes of porn would have us exploding in our own hands but soon, I could tell my friend wanted something different. My stroke buddy was craving the taste of cum.

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Kelly's New Husband

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Newlyweds are adorable, aren’t they? So in love and feeling untouchable. They don’t understand the struggles to come, the hardships they’ll have to endure, and the tests of loyalty that will cross their paths. Kelly’s head is floating in marital bliss; she thinks her husband is the best lover in the world and such a good man. But stupid Kelly doesn’t realize two things.

One, boys will be boys. They are bound to stray if their dick tells them to do so and two, she shouldn’t tell me about good dick because then I’m going to want to test it out for myself.

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Just Put A Load In!

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Times are tough recently, and I had to rent out a room in the house. Thankfully, the dude who answered my ad is sexy as fuck. He’s tall and muscular, a real gymrat. He makes me so hard when he struts around the house half-naked, jerking off his shaker bottle to mix his supplements. I just want it to be my cock in that tight grip! The longer we lived together, the more I craved being consumed by his perfect body.

With him going to the gym and being such a sweaty beast, he was always changing clothes and leaving them all over the place. You know, boys will be boys. And yes, I’ve snatched up a sweaty tee or two to snuggle at night, but that isn’t the point! I keep telling him to put a damn load in the washer but he chuckles and tells me he will when he’s ready.

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Carina 1844-332-2639 ext 293

I saw you watching me from across the bar. You didn’t smile. Not even a wave. You just… stared. Confident. Unapologetic. Like you already knew exactly how the night would end.

So when I slipped away to the hallway near the restrooms, I wasn’t surprised when you followed.

You didn’t say a word. Just pressed me up against the wall, your hand sliding up my thigh, your breath hot against my ear.

“You really shouldn’t follow strangers,” I whispered, but my body betrayed me — hips arching into your touch, my lips parting on a gasp.

“I’m not the one in danger,” you murmured.

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Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

My roommate is dating a guy named Joe, and he is too sexy for his own good. Like you know, how some women say they look at a man and their ovaries explode? That’s how sinfully sexy Joe is. He makes me want to have his babies so badly. And once I want something, I’ll do everything to get my way.

The perfect opportunity presented itself yesterday morning while I was in the kitchen, stretching up on my toes to reach my coffee mug. My roommate is taller and loves to be annoying, placing things I use often out of my reach. I was leaning into the counter, wiggling my fingers to catch the handle, when her man pressed himself against my rear and reached above me. He brought the mug down and handed it to me with a cheeky smile. I pushed my ass back against him and softly murmured, “If you’re looking for coffee, we’re out of creamer.”

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Amy 1-844-33CANDY ext.460

I’m a seductress of words, a weaver of fantasies, and a guide through the realm of erotic exploration. As a phone sex operator, I’ve had the privilege of connecting with individuals from all walks of life, each with their own unique desires and curiosities. My voice is my instrument, and I use it to craft intimate experiences that leave my clients feeling satisfied and understood. I’m not just a voice on the other end of the line; I’m a confidante, a partner in fantasy, and a guardian of secrets.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Olfactophilia, or what I like to call scent-ual arousal, is such a sexy kink. Not everyone is turned on by smells or orders, especially body order, but one sexy lover is. With him, I can be completely myself and never feel self-conscious because I know the smellier I am, the harder his cock is going to be. When I know we’re going to plan a date, I make sure not to shower beforehand or even put on deodorant.

I want him to smell the natural me. We agreed to meet tonight for dinner at my house, so a few hours before he was set to arrive, I went out for a run. It was humid, and I pushed my body to its limits, knowing that the harder I worked, the more I would smell of my natural musk.

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