Category: Extreme Phonesex

Sissy Panties

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

After I caught Eugene in his sister’s panties, I told him we needed to go to the unique boutique where we’d get him his very own sissy panties. He shouldn’t be stealing because that’s so wrong. Not to mention it violates his sister’s privacy, so off we went to the particular shop that would fit Eugene for his own perfect sissy panties.

When we arrived, so many other little sissies were running amuck in their girlie undies, and I could see the anxious excitement in Eugene’s eyes. He wanted his own pair so badly! We told the clerk he liked stretch, soft nylon panties the most. Not lace or cotton, but shiny nylon.

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Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

He kneeled blindfolded with his hands behind his back on my dorm room floor. “Bounce bitch.” I barked as I buckled the thicker strap-on harness over my hips. The tall, pink dildo impaled in his ass was still mostly visible. Lazy fucking loser.

I stomped over and pushed down hard on his shoulders. A strangled whine exploded from his lips as the dildo filled him. I giggled as his tied-up cock flexed under the tightly tied red ribbon. “Awh, what is it? Is the dildo too big? Too bad! Bounce on it and prepare that tight little boy pussi cus this one is twice as thick.” I slapped his tear-stained face with the cock swinging from my harness.

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SAWYER 1-844-33-CANDY ext. 455

 

My competitive nature makes me one to never turn down a challenge. I will try anything once. People may underestimate the punch that I pack. You will never believe what these guys wanted me to do, thinking it be a good laugh and I would be playing my part as the dumb, worthless, slut girl. Well, well, well.. Were they serious? “Cum on!” i thought. They cant be serious

It was all set up for Friday night, at a pool party at a hotel on the strip. The night was perfect! The weather was warm,  but not humid, and no rain in sight. I got there fashionably late to leave them in suspense whether I flaked out or not. Jaws dropped  when I walked in. I was wearing a long, black trench coat, which also dropped to the floor when I came in. On my stomach was my tattoo, which would be used as the “bulls eye” for tonight’s endeavors. “Cum one, cum all, Let the games begin,” I said mischievously and took my place  upside down, against a wall.  I’ve done hand stands since I was a little girl, this is nothing. Continue reading “Steady, Aim, Cum” →

Watch Me Throw It Back

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Can you handle piping down my chocolate pussy with this big, black ass gettin’ throw back at ya? I’ve taken down lesser men with the waves of this ocean; don’t think you somethin’ special. When you behind me puttin’ in work, I’m not some lazy lay. Watch me throw it back so good. These cheeks will be clapping around your cock. See if you can stay on your toes.

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Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Growing up, all I ever wanted was to be a mother—a girl mom, if I’m honest. I longed for a sweet, angelic bundle of joy to love and cherish, but I had a boy instead.

I tried to deal with the disappointment, but with every diaper change, I was reminded of what those ugly testicles gave me! They ruined everything! I could dress my baby in pretty dresses and bows, but those saggy, unsightly boy bulges remained to punish me. Sissy baby castration became the clear solution. The sooner I got rid of my angel’s nutsack, the happier we both would be.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I’ve got a crush on a runner. He’s tall and lean. I can tell by his gait that he must have a huge dick. There’s only one problem. I’m not a runner. So, I’ve been stalking him a little. I’ve mapped out the running trail he takes every morning and thought it’d be a good idea to try to bump into him there.

I wore short, little running shorts and a loose tank top over my sports bra. In the beginning, I started off strong, or so I thought. I was running hard and feeling nature all around me. The morning sun beat over my sweaty face, and the uneven ground crunched under my sneakers. I was trying! My lungs were on fire, and my legs were cramping. He’d be by any minute now, and I didn’t want him to see me struggling, so I stopped by a big tree and bent forward, gasping for air.

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Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

I was stationed in Tokyo, working abroad. It was different, especially the nightlife. It’s so full of life. It was in the middle of the night when I got home. I heard a loud noise in the front room and there was my housemaster sitting on the couch waiting for me. He was angry and pushed me against the wall. How dare you be late coming home. Continue reading “Working Abroad” →

Secret Fat Girl Fetish

 Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

Ever since you can remember, you’ve had a secret. While all of your friends were bragging about bagging a cheerleader or some other preppy twig bitch, you were repulsed. Turned off by the defined muscles in their arms and tight little tummies. It made you feel ashamed that you couldn’t share with them your secret fat girl fetish, so you stayed quiet.

I’ll bet they thought you were jealous when, in reality, you just wanted more cushion for the pushing.

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New Daddy Stakes His Claim

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

I don’t indulge in a girls’ night very often, but when I do, it’s sacred. We don’t allow the guys we’re seeing to hang with us. We don’t even tolerate being hit on. It’s simply a night for us ladies to relax, vent, and commiserate while reminding each other how badass we are. After the last two weeks, I desperately needed female companionship. The new guy I’ve been chatting with said he’d also be busy with his friends, so I tucked my phone into my purse and decided to let loose.

The girls and I picked a Korena BBQ restaurant/bar to destress at. With Japanese rice wine sake flowing and the scents of meats cooking on the table grill, I finally felt myself relaxing. Stephanie was telling us another story about her pathetic ex who refused to take a hint, one I’d heard before, so I dug my phone from my purse to check on my New Daddy. Butterflies filled my stomach when I saw he’d already messaged me first.

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Uncle Pervert's House

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Growing up is such a weird thing. One day, you’re just living your life thinking this is how things are for everyone, and the next day, you realize some horrible things have happened to you. I’m talking about how, when I was little, my Mom would send me to her brother’s house for the summer. It wasn’t unusual for Uncle Pervert’s hands to wander or for him to get hard when he sat me on his lap. I thought that happened to every girl when she stayed at her Uncle’s house, but then I learned something about boys that explained it all!

As soon as a boy hits puberty, his balls pump horny perversion hormones into his brain that make him only think about his sexual desires! Now that summer has come around again, I’m going back to Uncle Pervert’s house, but this time, I’ll be teaching him a lesson.

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