Category: daddy’s little princess phonesex

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

In the early days, before we truly peeled back the layers of each other, his fascination with my past was almost insatiable. It wasn’t a judgmental interrogation, but a soft, probing quest for intimacy, as if understanding my pussy’s history was the key to understanding me.

“Your First boyfriend. What was his name?” he’d ask, his voice a low hum against my ear as we lay tangled in sheets, my fingers tracing the line of his jaw. I told him, a name I hadn’t thought of in years. He listened, rapt. Then, “How old were you when you fucked him for the first time?” His eyes searched mine, not for shock value, but for the story behind the number.

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Bethany1-844-33-CANDY ext 260

I am  daddy’s Passenger princess.

We had a long road trip ahead of us. Driving all the way to Granny’s. It was a 12 hour ride, and we were all packed, ready to go. Just me and my daddy. I loved our  daddy and daughter trips.  We always have our one on one time in the car on trips together. Singing songs, trivia, and good laughs.

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Bethany 1844-332-2639 ext 260

Hey everyone, I am Bethany 20 year old freaky college student. I am going into my second year of college  this fall. This year , I had a ball. You know how people say what happens in college will stay i college and this was the best year of my life! I have  meet some really hot guys, I have also had my very first lesbian kiss, and my very first threesome! Lets just say I am a freaky college student!! College has unleashed my wild side, brought out my slutty slut inside of me that was hiding this whole time. I found out my secret talent is college too, I have no gag reflex and I can literally swallow a cock right down to the bottom of my throat. My very first experience in college was with my freshman biology instructor. He is the one who created this freaky college freshman. As the year went on, my sexual appetite grew more and more everyday, I am a little SLUT,  . i have realized how submissive that i can actually be, and being a good girl, just makes my orgasm more harder, and intense.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

He calls the shots and I love it. It starts with a look. Not the kind of look that asks. The kind that commands. The kind that tells you what you’re going to do—and you already know you’re going to do it. He was older. Powerful. Hands always in his pockets, voice low, calm… but his eyes? They owned me before he ever touched me.

“I see the way you look at me,” he said one day, closing the door behind us. “You want to be told what to do, don’t you?” I didn’t answer. I just dropped my eyes and nodded. “Strip. Knees. Now.” And I obeyed. God, I obeyed.

I knelt on the floor—bare, trembling, wet. He circled me like a predator with all the time in the world. He touched me only when he wanted to, how he wanted to. One hand in my hair, the other between my thighs. Every whimper was permission for him to take more.

“You’re not allowed to cum until I say so,” he warned. “Understand?” “Yes, Sir.”
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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I am so excited and feeling optimistic. I know now that it’s most definitely going to be a Hot Girl Summer. This is a new start for me. I finally see light at the end of the tunnel. My parents aren’t going to be able to control me anymore. I know I will be able to support myself if I get this job. Then I can drop out of college and finally have the life I’ve always wanted. And this looks like the best job ever. It’s definitely for me. The dress code is lingerie which is perfect since I have a lingerie addiction. I’ve spent so much on lingerie and have tons of it. It’s all working out the way it’s supposed to. I can feel it. The girls are having so much fun! The atmosphere is so exciting. Everyone is happy. The music is upbeat. It’s the place for me. I asked if they were hiring. The hostess went to get the manager. Then she came back and told me that I was going to do a video interview. She gave me a uniform which was a little top and shorts. Then took me to a back room.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Come join us for Game Night!! It’s going to be so much fun!! Let’s talk about fetishes and test your knowledge. Just remember that there’s no googling allowed. And you are only able to win one game per month. But if you do win, you get a free 15 minute call. You can choose from any of the Candy Girls that are in the chatroom during the game. It does not matter what your fetish is, the Candy Girls are ready and waiting to explore it with you. We have experience with all kinds of fetishes. And we get into so many different fetishes ourselves. So you do not want to miss out on this opportunity to win a free call. Even if you don’t win, it will still be fun. You can learn more about the Candy Girl’s fetishes by paying close attention to their comments during the game. Hehe!

Some of my favorite fetishes and roleplays are age play, family fun, daddy/daughter, uncle/niece, schoolgirl, girl next door, babysitter, forced play, being dominated, feet fun, adult baby diaper lovers, lingerie, toys, jack off instruction, cum eating instruction, cross dressing, and the list goes on and on. Let’s play soon!

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The elevator doors slide open, revealing the expansive marble floors of my sugar daddy’s penthouse. I step out, heels clicking against the cool stone, and I can feel your eyes on me, hungry and eager. I turn to you, a smirk playing on my lips. “You know what I want for dessert, don’t you?”

You nod, a mix of anticipation and nervousness in your eyes. That look on you is absolutely lovable. I walk over to the plush couch, my dress riding up slightly with each step, giving you a teasing glimpse of my thighs. I turn around, my back to you, and slowly unzip my dress, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of silk. Then I step out of it, standing in nothing but my black lace thong and heels.

“Come here,” I command, my voice firm yet inviting. You approach me, your eyes roaming over my body, taking in every curve and line. I turn around, my ass now facing you, and I bend over slightly, giving you a perfect view of my ass. “You know what to do,” I say, looking back at you over my shoulder. Continue reading “Dessert for My Sugar Daddy” →

Daddy’s Dick

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Anyone who claims they don’t love their daddy’s dick is a total liar. I’m a full-fledged daddy’s girl, and I have been for as long as I can remember. He loves it when I get really dirty with him because I always make sure I please him before myself.

My daddy’s dick is the first one I ever had and the one I still crave the most. We have a lot of hot daddies here at Tomsin too. Especially dominant ones, which are my favourite. I feel so loved with them because when I take care of their cocks, they take care of me in return. They even give me hot toys and make sure that I always have the best time with them, as long as I stay in line. I always do because I love being a good girl.
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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Lately, I’ve been feeling really bratty. Like, constantly bratty. I just can’t help myself – being a brat turns me on so much. I love pushing daddy’s buttons, seeing how far I can go before he finally loses his cool. It’s so hot.

So the other day, I decided to really test daddy’s patience. I waited until he got home from work, then I sauntered out of my room wearing the skimpiest little outfit – a cropped t-shirt that barely covered my tits and these itty-bitty booty shorts. I knew it would drive him wild seeing me dressed like such a slutty schoolgirl.

“Hey daddy,” I purred, twirling in front of him. “Like what you see?”

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Taking What He Wants

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

I’d only been an intern at his office for two weeks, but it didn’t take long to realize it wasn’t safe. They say if you want to be successful, you must surround yourself with successful people. Well, Mr. Z is the most successful person I know. I ached to be close to him, to learn from him, but my skin prickles with awareness when he’s around, like the sixth sense of prey around a predator. My body knows he’s powerful and dangerous.

I can feel his gaze on me anytime he enters a room. With one glance, he strips me bare, as if I’m not even wearing the conservative, knee-length dresses and pantyhose. His attention makes me feel like a wanton slut even when fully dressed, so I’ve tried to avoid him. Good girls wouldn’t feel those things, especially not at the office, and I’m a good girl. I’m only here to learn from him and to become successful.

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