Category: erotic phonesex

Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

It’s time, darling.  You’ve worked hard up to this moment.  Now it’s time to put all that hard work to good use.  You’ve earned yourself a trip to the local glory hole.  I know you’ve been anticipating this moment for weeks now.  You put in a lot of hard work and effort to improve your dick sucking skills with my strapon and toys.  However, you have finally graduated from toy dick to a real one.  So, let’s get you all dolled up for a night out on your knees.  I’ll dress you like whore you’ve imagined yourself becoming.  Dress, panties, stocking, and heels so you feel as slutty as you’re about to become.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Recently, I was visiting friends in Philadelphia.  I love to visit the big cities for a short time.  There are so many fun things to do and so much different culture to experience.  My friend had gotten us tickets to see a Kabuki show and I was so excited to go.  We arrived to the theater and an usher showed us to our seats.  A few minutes later this very tall, very sexy older gentleman in a pinstripe suit was shown to the seat next to mine.  I appreciate tall.  Also, I appreciate older.  I more than appreciate a pinstripe suit.

I waited for an equally gorgeous woman to join him but a couple was seated next to him filling in the rest of the row.  He was alone!  I surreptitiously looked at his left hand resting on the arm rest next to me and didn’t see a wedding ring or any signs that he wore one.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404  ☏☏☏ Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna and Sexy little Sister Amber were downstairs talking in the kitchen. Amber went upstairs to grab her new lingerie set and show Mommy Anna, but when she entered her room she gasped: There she found their bad little frilly socks boy! He stole Amber’s pantyhose and her frilly socks and was trying them on in front of the mirror.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

The boardroom smelled like espresso and tension. Ethan Carr, the man across the table from me, leaned back in his chair and smiled like he’d already won the merger we were arguing over. I had to remind myself he was the enemy. His company wanted to swallow mine whole. Yet every time he spoke, my pulse did a little somersault.

After hours of circling each other’s bottom lines, we called it a draw. He bought me a drink afterward. His hand brushed mine as he set the glass down. “You’re tougher than you look,” he said. “And you’re full of it,” I shot back, but my smile was weak. We ended up at my place. His laugh was a low rumble as he kissed me. I pulled him closer, as all thoughts of spreadsheets and stock options melted into thin air. He tasted like ambition and something darker…I couldn’t quite name it.

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Jamie 1-844-332-2639 ext 461

They say rock & roll is forever. I’m beginning to believe it. They always called me a groupie, but that word felt too small for what I do. I”m more of a reape. Harvesting not souls, but the electric residue of rock & roll. One night. One body. One debt. Tonight’s offering was a shoegaze frontman named Lysander. His cute face was pretty much always obscured by a curtain of bleached hair and disdain.

I’d been waiting for him, all leather and come-hither, by his tour bus. When he emerged from the stage exit, he looked at me but didn’t speak. He just pulled me into the shadows, as his hands clawed at my tight dress like he was exorcising a ghost. We fucked in the alley behind the dumpster because the rest of the band was already in the bus. He bent me over, dress pulled up. His teeth left a half-moon mark on my shoulder. I didn’t flinch. Instead, I let him do it then watched as he smiled and stumbled back to his bus.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’m standing in the produce aisle, when a familiar voice calls my name. I turn and there he is. Jake, the boy who used to sit two seats away from me in English class. I used to let him dry hump me in his car. He’s older now, but the same mischievous glint flickers behind his eyes.

“Amber?” he asks, as a grin spreads across his face. I can’t help the sudden rush of nostalgia and before I know it, we’re wrapped in a brief, tight hug that feels like the world has tilted back to those late‑night study sessions. “Wow, I didn’t expect to see you here,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady.

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Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

There’s just somethin’ ‘bout a cowboy that makes me weak in the knees. And I met a truly genuine one at the rodeo. He looked so fucking sexy roping the bulls in his wranglers, cowboy hat and boots, and leather chaps. Mmmmm… that smell of leather gets me so wet. With the way all of the girls were fawning over him, he had to know how good lookin’ he is. But I caught his eye.  One thing led to another, and he asked me out for dinner. What I hadn’t anticipated was how dressed up he was. He looked so handsome in his black felt cowboy hat and sports coat. And he brought me a dozen pink roses. He informed me that he’d made reservations at an upscale steak house, so I hurriedly slipped into a little black dress. And we were off. I had really misjudged him. That’s what I get for judging a book by it’s cover. The way he smirked at all of his little groupies led me to believe that he was just a pretty boy player. But he was actually quite the gentleman.

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Who doesn’t crave young cock? I realize that I have all types of lovers, but I need to admit that younger men really are my weakness. So, how old are you baby?

Are you on the prowl for a hot MILF? Or have you not been with an older woman yet? Thankfully you don’t have to look any further because you’ve just found me, and I’d love to be your first, older goddess.

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Goddess

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208  ☏☏☏ Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

After Anna was lucky enough to taste Ocean Goddess Francie and swallow her whole, Francie took her by the hand, and they walked together towards warmer pastures. The snow had indeed melted and Francie led her to a beach that glittered under the moonlight.

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Heartless

Posted 3 months ago by Stella

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

They call me cruel. Heartless. Good. That’s where I want them. Shivering, exposed, stripped of illusion and power. Obedience is a language, after all. I don’t break men. That’s too soft a word. I refine them. But only if they survive the heat.

Last night, a new sub came to me. He was tall and tattooed. The kind of man who thinks his confidence is armor. “I want to be yours,” he said, with curiosity in his eyes. I stared at him and smiled, thinking oh, sweetheart. You have no idea what you’re offering.

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