Category: Extreme Phonesex

I've Got The Goods

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Bad men need a supplier. Sometimes the things that turn us on are frowned upon. Even illegal. That makes the hunt for what you want so much more frustrating, but look no further, baby. I’ve got the goods.

I’ve told you before, my house is the one everyone flocks to. All ages be hanging out, all hours of the day and night. It’s as if their parents don’t have a clue where they are, or worse, as if they don’t even care. That makes it so much easier for me to convince those abandoned little sweethearts to do things they don’t want to. They’ll do anything I say for a bit of parental love and affection. Can you see how that would make me the best supplier?

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My little Buddy

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

My little buddy is so curious. He hasn’t quite learned the saying about the consequences of curiosity. Lucky, I got to be the one to teach him this little lesson. See, while I was sitting sweet, little Eugene, he thought it would be a good idea to sneak into my bedroom and read my diary.

He found an entry about Tricia and how I helped her eliminate her pesky, annoying balls. This made Eugene too curious not to ask me about the details of tying up little Tricia’s ballsac until it shriveled up and fell away. “Why would you do that, Valerie?” He asked me while rubbing his own little balls. I reached out to pet his hair and tilted my head sweetly.

“I could show you how good it feels? Not to have them…”

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Fisting Him At His Desk

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

I’ve never fisted anyone. Hadn’t really thought about it if I’m honest, but now that I’ve done it once, I think I want to do it to every man I play with! I’ve been working with Mr. D for a while now and I know every morning about this time, his big cock pulls him away from work and he just has to stroke one out. I slipped into his office, silly man was too horny tor remember to lock his door.

He was shocked to see me and tried to hide the fact that he was jerking his cock with both feet up on the edge of his desk and one finger stuffed in his ass. I told him I was only here to help, and he reclined back in the office chair.

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Fall For Francie xXx 844-332-2639 xXx 208

Welcome to my office; I’m so glad you reached out and made an appointment. I understand that something in your life has taken over your mind. You feel helpless to pull away from the trigger, causing you so much harm. Fear those triggers no longer. By looking deep into my brown eyes, you can find all the reassurance you need. Everything is going to be alright.

You’re in luck. My brown-eyed hypnosis has helped many men replace a harmful trigger with a helpful one. Come sit on the couch beside me and hold my hands. Now look deep into my eyes and relax. Inhale as I look through you to find those harmful addictions and pull them out of your mind.

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I Don't Need Help, Daddy

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

I’m a big girl now. Like the biggest, really! I can do so many things all by myself, like go potty without anyone to wipe me, but I guess Daddy forgets that because he stormed into the bathroom the other day while I was going number one. It was right before I planned to get into the shower, so I was sitting on the potty all nakie and ya know, doing what I had to do.

Daddy doesn’t allow locked doors in his house, but when doors are shut, everyone always knocks first. Daddy didn’t knock. He burst right in and my little knees snapped closed while my hand flew over my little boobies. “GET OUT!” I squealed and rocked back on the potty in fear. Something in the way Daddy was looking at me wasn’t right, and it scared me.

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Feeding My Stepbrother His Lunch

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

“Belle, come on! Please! I’ve asked you four times already.” Ray whined from the doorway to my room. My little stepbrother knew better than to enter my domain without being invited. “I’m so hungry. Please, can you fix me lunch, already?” My eyes rolled, and my finger kept scrolling through obnoxious TikToks. I wasn’t going to feed the gremlin again!

“And I told you four times.” I glanced up to give him an ugly stare. “I’m fucking busy. Make something yourself.” He stomped his foot like tha fucking baby he is and mumbled something about calling mom to compaline. I pushed my earbuds back into my ears and ignored the rest of his endless rant. Or at least I did until a text from my mom popped up to interrupt my scrolling.

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Peggy

Posted 3 weeks ago by Cory

peggy

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

In the privacy of my luxurious penthouse, I stood tall in my stilettos, commanding attention in my sheer lingerie. My gaze fell on Peggy, a man of power and prestige, yet here, in my domain, he was just a man with an insatiable desire. “Take off your clothes, Peggy,” I demanded, my voice laced with authority. “You know the drill.”

He smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust. “Only for you, Cory,” he replied, shedding his expensive suit, revealing his toned body. His dick stood at attention, eager and ready. I walked over to my collection of toys, my fingers tracing over the various sizes. I picked up a large, black dildo, turning to face Peggy. His eyes widened, a mix of fear and excitement. “You’re going to love this,” I promised, my voice dripping with seduction.

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Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

I’ve been having so much fun being your personal sex doll. You take me out and play with me so often that I rarely get lonely. However, you didn’t bring me out of the closet to play with you when you came home today. I could hear these strange gargling, coughing, and choking sounds, so I leaned into the closet door and looked through the tiny crack.

You were on your hands and knees on the bed, sucking a big dildo. I was so confused by what I was seeing. You’re a man, so you fuck pussy or eat pussy; why would you be entertaining a dildo in your mouth? And why would it be making you so hard? I stood up and pushed open the closet door. We made eye contact, and you looked terrified, knowing you’d been busted being a cock sucker.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Drinking on control was the game. The forbidden cocktail of power and pleasure. It started with a clink of ice in a glass—innocent enough. Sweet. Fizzy. Just a little too pink. But tonight wasn’t about innocence. He told me to drink. I didn’t ask what was in it. That was the game. Consent whispered in the background of every command, every glance, every touch. I had agreed long before the first sip. The rules were known. The limits were drawn. Safe words tucked neatly behind my teeth, just in case.

The liquid slid down my throat like silk, warmth blooming in my chest. One drink became two. My cheeks flushed. Body loosened up. Thoughts, always so sharp and defiant, started to melt into something… pliable. He watched. Always watching. “You’re feeling it now, aren’t you?” he asked, fingers curling around my jaw. I nodded, unable to lie. My body was betraying me—in the most delicious way. Every sensation was amplified. Every word he spoke sent shivers across my skin.

He made me stand. Made me bend. Made me stay. The room spun slowly, like a carousel of lust. His voice was the only anchor I had, commanding and calm, telling

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Where on earth is the radicchio? I wondered. Searching the produce section. Am I missing it? They usually always have it. And it’s my absolute favorite. But I’m not finding it. Right as I look up, I see the produce manager. He’s always very helpful. To be honest, he’s also very flirty. And I guess very intuitive and attentive as well. Because he came right over and asked what he could help me find. I asked about the radicchio. He looked so disappointed to have to tell me that a shipment had been delayed. He apologized profusely. And took my phone number. He told me that he was going to make a few phone calls. And he would let me know when it would be in. I assured him that it was not a big deal. And told him how much I appreciated it.

Later that day, he called to let me know that it came in. He told me that as a courtesy, he was going to have it delivered. Then he apologized again for the inconvenience. Wow, I thought. What a sweetheart he is.

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