Category: Extreme Phonesex

Daddy’s Toy

Posted 6 days ago by Kayla

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

There are different types of men, and it makes sense that they would have different hobbies. Some men come home from a long day and plop down on the couch to watch sports. Others spend their time playing video games. Daddy likes to play with his toy.

He came home from a long day of work looking beat down. By the sun and by the hard labor of his blue-collar job. “Come here, girl.” He huffed as he sat down to kick off his boots. I watched the way his shoulders sagged into the couch, and how his eyes devoured me. I was wearing black lace panties and a loose tank top. No bra, just to tease him with the way the tips of my erect nipples drew up the thin fabric. His big hand patted his thigh, and I took a seat in his lap.

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This morning’s run was supposed to be one of those “main character” moments. You know, the kind where the air is crisp, your playlist hits perfectly, and you feel unstoppable. It was the first war weather we’ve had this year, so I wanted to take advantage of it. 

Instead, I humbled myself in ways I didn’t think were possible… with my morning run.

It started with a decision I knew better than to make: loading up on fiber before heading out. In theory? Health. Discipline. Wellness. In reality? A ticking time bomb.

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Wedding Season

Posted 1 month ago by Roxy

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Wedding season is upon us. So the bachelor parties have been picking up. So far, I’ve been hired to do a few over the next couple of months. Most of them hire two or three dancers. But last weekend I had a solo gig. It turned out to be the craziest bachelor party that I’ve ever done. And it made me wonder if I should ever do one alone again. When I arrived, the butler showed me to the elevator. He told me that the party awaits me in the basement. The elevator took me to the cold, dark underground floor. I stepped out into a dark hallway and heard a faint mumble. I followed the sound to a huge, heavy, wooden door at the end of the hall. When I pulled the door open, it was so loud inside. Music and belligerent men yelling and being rowdy pierced the air. I quickly realized that it was a sound proof basement. The guys were young, early twenties, pumped with adrenaline and testosterone. You know, spoiled rotten, entitled types. They’ve grown up with way too much money and think they can do whatever they want.

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Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

The mallet twirled from Amber’s dangling wrist, and she let out a huff of annoyance. “I thought you wanted to please us?” Her mouth twisted into a mocking pout that made me cackle. I kicked at the back of Derick’s knee, and he fell to the floor. His hands both clutched at his family jewels as his wide eyes pleaded with us to play a different game.

“I do, I do. Just, well …” He was naked and trembling with adrenaline. I pinched at the back of his neck and watched his gaze move to my face. “N-not like…that.” He swallowed hard and nodded toward the mallet Amber was swaying by her hip.

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Mary the MILF Milker

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 Volunteering at the library on campus has become my favorite obsession. Milking the fact that I had become all the student’s favorite volunteer. They loved having someone with experience available to them, ready and willing to teach them anything they needed to learn. I was even popular among the girls as well. In fact, I have 2 regulars that cum visit me frequently. They were a little curious about being lesbians because they came from such strict families and needed some private guidance on how to please one another. I booked a private study room on the 5th floor of the library tucked away in the corner. The fifth floor was rarely accessed by students, as it primarily consisted of older books and archived materials. We mostly used the fifth floor for storage as well. We walked in, and I locked the door. The lighting was already dim, so I told the girls to undress, and they obliged. I instructed them on how to touch one another, sensually, intimately. They had been practicing with me for weeks and wanted to show me what they had learned.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My parents were on a mission trip, my brother and sister were away at camp. And my naughty Uncle was babysitting me, when one day he took my virgin ass. He worked up to it slowly. First, he told me that he wanted to teach me about how babies are made. So he pulled out his dick and told me to watch, so I did. When he came, he told me to taste it. And told me that’s where the little babies are. The next time he told me to get undressed so he could show me how it happens. That’s when he started feeling and naming each part of my pussy to teach me. When he got to my vagina, he put his finger inside and told me that’s where the penis goes. He told me it cums deep inside and the babies swim to the girl’s egg and makes a baby. After that he told me that when you don’t want to have babies you lick and suck each other instead. He started licking my pussy and it felt really good. Then he told me to suck on his dick. But right when I started sucking…..

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A Double Ruin

Posted 3 months ago by Alexus

A Double Ruin

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Imagine your hands are tied above your head, and you lie before me completely naked with your legs spread wide. I’m sitting between your thighs in an open black robe. The swell of my tits teases your eyes, and my left leg is draped over your thigh, pinning your lower half in place.

My hand jerks your little dick mercilessly. No matter how you strain, you can’t escape the pending orgasm. Every stroke of my hand and wobble of my tits brings you closer and closer, and just as you can no longer hold it back, my hand lets go, and your orgasm is ruined. We both watch your pathetic cock spew its load in weak dribbles as you beg me to help finish it off. I don’t. The only thing I’ll help you with is a double ruin.

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Thirsty Man

Posted 3 months ago by Francie

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He walked into the empty house, unaware of the events that would unfold. Feeling hungry from a day of work, he searched the kitchen for a snack. Not a single crumb of food was found in the cabinets, the pantry, or the refrigerator, for that matter. The only thing he could consume was a small vial atop the kitchen counter labeled “Drink Me.”

He had seen movies where such vials were dangerous, but the audible sound of his stomach rumbling decided for him. The thirsty man popped the cork off the vial and tipped it to his lips. Allowing the clear liquid to slip down his throat caused a warming sensation in his belly as soon as it landed.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I came in Santa Claus’ lap. That’s when I first realized that my attraction to white headed older men was intense. It may even be a fetish. As far back as I can remember, I would get so excited to go see him. Not excited like most kids, excited sexually. At first, I just felt so safe and secure in his big, strong arms. Then somewhere along the line, that turned sexual. I remember sitting on his lap in my Sunday school dress and my little silky panties. The way his soft velvet pants felt against my little pussy made me want to rub it back and forth. Then I felt his hard cock protruding through them and rubbing on my little ass. That really turned me on. My little panties were so wet.

I would lay in bed at night and fantasize about Santa Claus. Most kids would fantasize and dream about what Santa was going to bring them. But I would dream about what I wanted Santa Claus to do to me. I can’t tell you how many times I played with my pussy while thinking about Santa.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It’s in one’s best interest to avoid pain. In fact, it’s our most basic instinct to protect our bodies. Self-preservation and all that. However, it seems Sweet lovin’ Kayla Cumsalot lacks that very key component. As most Sadists do, he made himself known quickly. Lucas was frustrated, and he wanted to hurt something, better yet, someone. He’s a sadist, not a monster; he did warn Kayla before allowing her to submit to him.

He told the stupid girl he was in a foul mood. A mood meant to inflict so much pain that the cops would be called if anyone were to hear the wails from her pretty lips. This should have made her run or at least think twice, but not Kayla. Her pussy pulsed at the idea of hurting for him. She didn’t even ask for a safe word when she submitted to the sadist.

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