Tag: phone sex

abdl

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Let me tell you, being a Mommy, it’s a whole lot of diaper changing and lullabies! I need a man, a real man, to come over and give me the fucking I deserve. Thankfully, I know just the guy who can help me scratch this neverending itch! His name is Jake, and he’s got a body like a Greek god and a smile that could melt butter. “Hey, Cory,” he answers when I call, his voice deep and husky. “What’s up?”

“I’m just so bored at home while my ABDL is asleep,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. “I need a big, strong, hunky man to come over and fuck me hard with his big fat dick.” There’s a pause on the other end of the line, and then Jake chuckles. “Is that right?” he says. “Well, I think I can help you with that.” I give him my address and hang up, my heart pounding in my chest. I can’t believe I just did that. But I’m so turned on, I can barely stand it. I strip off my clothes and slip into something more comfortable –

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spencer

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I watched as Spencer, my lover and playmate, wiggled his toes against the plush carpet. His eyes sparkled with excitement, the anticipation of our ABDL session hanging heavy in the air. His diaper crinkled beneath his clothes, a sound that always made my heart flutter. “Ready for your bath, baby boy?” I asked, my voice husky with desire. His cheeks flushed a deep red, the color spreading down his neck. He nodded, his eyes never leaving mine.

I led him to the bathroom, the scent of lavender and vanilla filling the air. I helped him undress, my fingers brushing against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. His dick twitched at my touch, a silent plea for more. I smirked, knowing I’d give him what he wanted, but only after his bath and change. The tub filled with warm water, the bubbles forming a soft blanket on the surface. I helped Spencer into the tub, his body sinking into the water with a sigh. Then I took a washcloth and soap, gently washing his body, my touch lingering on his dick. He moaned, his head falling back against the tub.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

I have my own personal adult diaper baby. Can you believe it? At first, I never thought I’d be into it. Hell, I never thought he’d be into it either. But here we are, my fingers tracing against the soft, cotton edge of his diaper while his cock strains against the fabric like it’s begging to be freed from the Velcro snaps.

It started as a joke you know. Bobby and I were talking about kinks one night, tipsy off a bottle of something dark and dangerous, and he admitted it—he likes wearing diapers. All the time! Not for necessity, not for age play, but just because. “It makes me feel safe. Like I am being … taken care of” he said in a low voice as if he was confessing a sin. I didn’t laugh, cringe, nothing. I just got curious…

Now, he’s in my bed, sprawled out with nothing on but that thick, padded vice hugging his hips. It shouldn’t turn me on the way it does, but fuck—IT DOES!! Maybe, it’s the vulnerability of it you know the way he looks at me with those sultry blue eyes, waiting for my next move. Maybe it’s the Continue reading “My Adult Diaper Baby” →

office

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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sissy

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I leaned back against the plush velvet headboard, my eyes drinking in the sight of you. You stood before me, a vision in lace and satin, your delicate form accentuated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Your cock was caged, the steel teasingly visible beneath the lace panties you wore. My pussy throbbed with anticipation, my fingers itching to play with you.

“Come here, my little sissy,” I purred, my voice dripping with desire. You obeyed, your heels clicking softly against the hardwood floor as you approached the bed. I could see the flush of arousal on your cheeks, the way your breath hitched as you looked at me. “Amber,” you whispered, your voice barely audible. I smiled, reaching out to run my fingers over the silky fabric of your panties. I could feel your cock straining against the cage, begging for release. But that wasn’t going to happen tonight.

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diaper

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I watched as you waddled towards me, your diaper crinkling with each step. Your eyes sparkled with mischief, a sight that never failed to make my heart flutter and my pussy wet. “Amber,” you whined, your bottom lip pouting. “I need a change.”

I chuckled, my eyes tracing the outline of your hardening dick pressing against the diaper. “Is that so?” I teased, my fingers tracing the waistband. “Well, let’s get you cleaned up then.” You nodded eagerly, your eyes never leaving mine as I undid the tapes of your diaper. The scent of your arousal filled the room, making my clit throb with anticipation. I pulled the diaper away, revealing your rock-hard dick, already slick with precum. I gasped, as my hand instinctively reached out to stroke your length. You moaned in response, forgetting the ABDL role-play fun we had planned, as your hips bucked into my hand. I smirked, my grip tightening around your dick.

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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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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Truth or Dare? Have you ever had two girl phone sex? As in me, you and another sexy slutty cunt, taking turns speaking out your wildest fantasies. It is the sexiest thing to experience. Sometimes I hang out with my friend Holly and we tag team horny guys on random calls. But this blog isn’t about that! It’s about how last night I had the CRAZIEST experience.

I went to a sex party with an exclusive friend of mine and there were three girls playing truth or dare. So, me being the spontaneous diva that I am, I decided to join in on the fun. These girls clearly were some freaks and they had just met a bigger freak, ME! “Okay Trinity, truth or dare?” One of the red hair girls asked. I laughed before I answered because if you are a freak, do you ever choose truth? “Dare” I replied. “I dare you too eat our pussies until we cum.” The other two girls looked at me with horniness in their eyes. “Hmm, no problem with me. Open them legs ladies!”

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

“Trinity humiliate me please!!.. “Shut your mouth you small dick loser. Didn’t I tell you I don’t want you looking at me directly in the eye when I’m talking to you? You are such a fucking idiot. You tiny miniature dick punk. No woman wants a loser for a man who doesn’t listen. You are pathetic. Pull down your fucking pants now and play with the tiny cock of yours. I want to see.” My little bitch boy made me so angry, so I had to humiliate and punish him. Humiliation phone sex has always been my specialty, but when I got him in my hands, I make him work for it. Any time he gets his confidence I must break him down and let him know that he doesn’t deserve to have a voice with a cock that size.

Most nights I have my guy friends come over and smack him in the face with their big black cocks to show him what real men looks like. “Play with that tiny dick you sissy boy.” With his 3 fingers he starts beating his cock. “Call me names Mother Trinity please. I want to cum so hard for you.” He loved

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like

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Like what you see?” I ask, teasing you. “Fuck, Amber. You have no idea,” you reply, your voice husky with desire. You reach out, your fingers tracing a path along the exposed skin of my chest. I shiver, goosebumps rising on my arms. You lean in, your mouth close to my ear. “I could spend all day just playing with these,” you whisper, your breath hot against my skin. I laugh, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the bedroom.

“Well, why don’t you then?” I suggest, my voice dripping with suggestion. I strip off my top, my breasts bouncing free. You waste no time, diving forward and capturing one in your mouth. I moan, my head falling back as you suck and tease my nipple. Your other hand comes up, cupping my other breast and kneading it gently. “Oh, fuck, that feels good,” I gasp, my fingers tangling in your hair.

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