Category: 121 phone sex

Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Holy fuck I missed this job. Being a phone sex operator is no joke, and it takes skill, seduction, and a whole lot of dirty talk. But hey, that’s exactly why I’m here, isn’t it? Aren’t you glad I’m back?

After a couple of months abroad, I’m back and raring to go, ready to unleash my inner seductress once more. As I slip into my comfiest, most provocative loungewear, I can already feel the familiar heat of anticipation building within me. It’s like my body is saying, “Alright, Aynsley, let’s get this sexy party started!”

I settle into my cozy little lair, the one adorned with plush throw pillows, soft candlelight, and the faint scent of lavender, all designed to set the mood for the torrid tales I’m about to weave. I fire up the old reliable headset and let my fingers dance across the keyboard, typing out greetings and teasing opening lines for the eager clients who’ll soon be on the other end.

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BBC PDA

Posted 2 months ago by Felicity

PDA

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Have you ever been walking down the street and saw a man so beautiful you had to stop? Not just an attractive man, I’m talking full-on Adonis. Yesterday, I took a few hours to do some shopping. I was by myself and enjoying the peace and quiet. Not looking to express some Hot, BBC, PDA, but when it happens it happens. Most people were home BBQ-ing with family or whatnot so the shops weren’t busy at all. When I saw that black God, he saw my jaw drop.

He must be used to women and men alike stopping to stare at him because he beckoned me over with a finger. Like a lust-filled lasso, that curling finger drew me in. He lifted his shirt to show off a six-pack of ebony abs and I swear my knees buckled.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I was feeling so pent up after a long week at my college internship. All I could think about was my Daddy coming over later to take care of his needy little girl for a naughty night of fun!

As the doorbell rang, my heart raced with anticipation. I opened the door in nothing but a skimpy tank top and tiny cotton panties. “Daddy, you’re here!” I squealed with delight, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He scooped me up effortlessly, his strong hands groping my pert behind. “There’s my baby girl,” he growled, carrying me to the bed. He tossed me on the bed and I giggled as I bounced. Daddy liked me playful.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Hey there, fellas! It’s your Candy Girl Diana here with an exciting invitation for you. How well do you know spring trivia? Tonight at 9 pm EST, I’ll be hosting a special spring-themed trivia game in the Phonesex Candy chatroom, and I want YOU to join in on the fun!

As you know, spring is my absolute favorite season. The warmth in the air, the flowers blooming everywhere, the feelings of new beginnings – it’s just the most magical time of year, don’t you think? Well, I’ve got a bunch of tantalizing trivia questions all about this gorgeous time of year that I can’t wait to put your knowledge to the test with.

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I spot you the moment you walk into the strip club, your eyes scanning the nearly empty room before settling on me. I’m in the middle of my set, hips swaying and ass shaking to the beat of the music. When I finish my set, I make my way over to you, my hips moving in time with the music that’s still playing in my head. “Like what you see?” I ask, giving you a flirty smile. You raise an eyebrow at me. “I’ve seen better.”

I laugh, not taking you seriously. “Oh yeah? Where?”

You lean in close, your breath hot against my ear. “In the VIP booth. With you.” Continue reading “Hot Fun at the Strip Club” →

1844-33-CANDY EXT 423

In the quiet of our shared home with my step-brother, everyone else was fast asleep, their snores a soft symphony that filled the air. I found myself restless, my body buzzing with an insatiable desire. I knew exactly what I wanted, or rather, who I wanted. You, my stepbrother, the one man who could stir such an intense longing within me.

I tiptoed into your room, my heart pounding like a drum, matching the rhythm of my pulsating core. You were sprawled on your bed, the moonlight casting a silver glow on your bare torso. I couldn’t help but admire the way your muscles rippled under your skin. I slipped under the covers, snuggling up against you, my back to your front. Your cock was already hard and ready, poking against my ass. I couldn’t resist the urge to tease you. I wriggled my hips, pressing my ass harder against your dick, eliciting a soft groan from you. Continue reading “My Irresistible Step-Brother” →

1800-33-CANDY Ext 423

I leaned against the cool metal of the locker, my breath still ragged from the intense workout. My gaze lingered on you, Coach, as you finished packing up the equipment. The gym was empty now, the echoes of our team’s cheers and grunts long faded away. My ride was running late, as usual, and I found myself with an unexpected opportunity.
“Coach,” I purred, my voice low and sultry, “I think I need a little extra… coaching.” I watched as your eyes widened, surprise and desire flickering in their depths.
I sauntered over to you, and traced a finger down your chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath your shirt. “I’ve been watching you, Coach,” I murmured, my lips curling into a wicked smile. “I’ve seen the way you look at me during practice.” Continue reading “Afterhours with My Coach” →

Stormy Night

Posted 7 months ago by Writer

 

Kara 1844-332-2639 ext 306

It was a stormy night, the rain pourin’ down in sheets as I sat parked in the deserted lot. I’d been drivin’ around aimlessly, restless and horny as all get out. That’s when I noticed the other car, parked a few spaces over. Through the rain-streaked window, I could make out the silhouette of a man sittin’ inside. An idea struck me, wicked and sudden. With a mischievous grin, I slipped my hand beneath my skirt, my fingers findin’ my damp panties. I rubbed myself through the fabric, bitin’ my lip to stifle a moan. The man in the other car seemed to be watchin’ me, his face obscured by the darkness. Emboldened, I hooked my fingers in the waistband of my underwear and slid them down my legs, kickin’ them off onto the passenger seat.

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“You know, I’ve been thinking about Mr. Harper a lot lately,” I confess, my voice barely above a whisper as I lean against the kitchen counter, watching you cook dinner. Our mom’s out at work, leaving us home alone. I am too little to watch myself, so mom left you in charge to look after me.

You look up from the sizzling pan, a smirk playing on your lips. “Mr. Harper, your 5th grade teacher?”

I nod, blushing. “Yeah, him. I like him, I don’t know how to…you know, make him like me back.” Continue reading “Help From My Older Brother” →

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“Hey, babe, you ready for this Mario Kart race?” I ask, turning to you with a wink.

“You better watch out, Mercedes,” you reply, a sly grin spreading across your face. “I’ve been practicing, and I’m feeling pretty confident.”

We both lean back in our gaming chairs, ready to start the race. I can feel the tension building between us, the excitement of the competition mixing with something else, something more primal. I know we’re both thinking about the bet we made – the loser has to suck cock. And I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy making you pay up. Continue reading “Whoever Loses, Sucks a Cock!” →