Category: fetish phone sex

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

If you haven’t guessed by now, I am entirely, unapologetically obsessed with dicks. There is something about a cock in my mouth that feels like a symphony to my senses. I like to take my time selecting the perfect specimen, then warm it up just enough so the precum begins to glisten. The weight of a thick juicy cock in my hand, and the smooth, firm texture in my mouth always promises pure satisfaction for both of us.

I remember the first time I realized how much I truly loved sucking on cocks. It wasn’t just the flavor of the cock itself, but the physicality of sucking one that really sold me on it. I met a guy at a small bistro in NYC and soon found myself slowly and seductively going down on him under the table, letting the taste of his precum linger on my tongue. That man’s thick creamy cum burst forth, coating my tongue with his salty goodness. I wasn’t just tasting it, I was intimately exploring every inch!

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Lake house

Posted 2 days ago by Sawyer

Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455

Every summer my family and I go to our lake house. It’s always been my favorite part of summer. The cool summer breeze, the grilling,  the nightly bonfires. It never got old. I would play with the neighbor kids and I never wanted the day to end. Every summer there used to be so innocent. Summer of 2025 was way different than any summer I’ve ever had at the

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

He’s trembling on the cold linoleum floor, with his head bowed and rope coiled around his wrists. His eyes keep darting to the edge of the room where a single candle sputters. He was supposed to be silent, yet he laughed. I warned him, earlier. “Speak when I say.” He chose not to listen.

The candlelight dances across his features, painting them in shades of guilt and anticipation. “Come,” I command. He stands, but his gaze does not meet my eyes. I circle him, as the leather strap in my hand swallows the light. “Listen,” I say, as my fingertips brush the strap’s surface. His head snaps up, and his eyes are wide and pleading. I lay the strap across his chest. “Your mistake was not in the sound you made, but in the thought that you could speak without consequence.”

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Handful

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

So you are looking for a girl you can bring home to your Mom? I’m not her, but you are too stupid to realize that until it’s far too late. I’m more than a handful in more ways than one. Starting with the obvious, does your Mom know how much you love TS cock? I’d bet she doesn’t. Should you bring me home to meet her, I can guarantee to fill her in.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I met a man when I was younger, and he was older. A relationship that shouldn’t have happened produced a sweet bundle of joy named Candy. He married me and took care of me. Our life is so joyful and full of laughter. He works really hard, and I try to give him everything he craves. I came home from work one day to find him on the couch. I slid onto his lap and asked how his day had been.

“I’ve been thinking.” He said. My head leaned on his chest as I listened to his words. “All day, I’ve been thinking about the first time I taught you how to take my cock. How scared you were, but you did it because you knew how good it would make me feel.” I smiled up at him, remembering my fear and anxiety as he pulled his big cock free that first time.

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Big Blue Balls

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Let me get a good look at those big blue balls. Wow baby, when’s the last time you came. I know I told you that you couldn’t cum without me, but you have a really bad case of blue balls. It makes sense though because we’ve been going pretty hard with the tease and denial stuff huh. Emphasis on denial haha. Of course it’s all my fault because when we talk you beg me to drain them, but honestly where’s the fun in that?

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Bad boy

Posted 6 days ago by Sawyer

Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455

Being daddy’s little slut has always been my favorite, but I found our recently I love role reversal too. I was talking to a little sissy boy on the phone and taking control just put some kind of power over me. I felt so invincible. I loved telling him what and when to do it. My little

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Pamper Fucked

Posted 1 week ago by Amber

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Mikey struggle with the tabs on his extra thick pamper. “You’re doing it too tight again,” I teased, sliding off the duvet to help him. Mikey looked up, just in time for me to see his cheeks flushing pink. “I just want it to stay put, Amber. We don’t want a repeat of the accident I had at the grocery store last week.”

I reached out, taking the tabs from his clumsy hands. Once his diaper was secured with a satisfying crinkle-snap, I stood back to inspect my handiwork. “Perfect,” I whispered, ruffling his hair.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I stepped out of the alleyway, with my heels clicking against the concrete. It sounded almost like a siren song for the broken. I wasn’t looking for conversation, I was looking for the magnetic pull of a submissive spirit. You can smell them, really. There’s a specific scent to a man who is tired of his own self-governance. It’s a faint, metallic tang of repressed desperation.

I spotted what appeared to be a perfect specimen near the corner of 4th Street. He standing under the flickering orange glow of a streetlight. Tall, well-dressed in a suit that looked slightly too heavy for his frame, and was clutching a briefcase like a shield. He was trembling, though there was no breeze to speak of. As I approached, I didn’t bother with the softness of a smile. I let my presence be the only thing that mattered.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

The grocery store was bustling with people trying to start their weekend fun. Everyone smelled of sunscreen and was hauling bags of ice, just itching to fire up the bar-b-que. I was only there for a few necessities I’d run out of, but I do love people-watching; you can see so many types of people here at the grocery store. Everyone’s gotta eat, right?

As I finished strolling around the aisles, I made my way to the checkout. All the lines were long, but I didn’t mind. I pushed my buggy over to the closest line and checked out the group in front of me. Three men, maybe in their late twenties, chatted together. The one closest to me was leaning over the buggy; the one in front of him had a 24-pack in his hands, and the other was prattling on about how hot Kelly was going to look in her bikini. I focused my attention on the man leaning over the buggy. Was that a diaper I spied peeking from the back of his shorts? Busted!

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