Category: fetish phonesex

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I first laid eyes on him at that trendy art bar downtown. He was standing across the room, his sculpted features illuminated by the urban glow, and I felt an instant jolt to my core.

“Hi there, I’m Diana,” I purred, extending a hand adorned with a sapphire ring that flashed under the strobe lights. His warm, calloused palm enveloped mine, sending a thrill up my arm.

“I’m Ryder,” he replied, his voice low and gravelly, sending a shiver down my spine. We stood there, locked in a charged gaze, as the room around us melted away.

Without another word, we made our way to the coat check, fingers intertwining the whole time. In the dim, cramped space, he crowded me against the wall, hands roaming over my curves with a newfound hunger. “I want you,” he growled, claiming my lips in a fierce, demanding kiss.

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

Mama Janine has all kinds of boys and girls that I enjoy playing with.  Sometimes you need to be a little boy and I’m always prepared to take care of those needs.  However, Mama knows that sometimes my little boys have big boy needs.  So, of course, I’m equally prepared to take care of those particular needs as well.  But only good boys deserve and get big boy time.  Have you been a good boy for Mama Janine?

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Mr. Sterling was from out of town, his accent a low, rumbling melody that hinted at old money and even older secrets. I’d been working on the Harrington merger for months, flying back and forth, enduring endless conference calls with Mr. Sterling and his team. And, today, we’d finally sealed the deal.

“Stella,” he’d said, his eyes crinkling at the corners, “a deal this significant deserves a proper celebration. I’d be honored if you’d join me for dinner.” I hesitated for a split second, the professional in me battling the flicker of intrigue. But the thrill of closing such a massive deal, coupled with his undeniable charisma, won out. “I’d love to, Mr. Sterling.”

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I was just minding my own business, while trying to navigate the bustling aisles of the local superstore. Which, let’s be honest, is already a comedic goldmine on any given day. My basket was precariously stacked with various impulse buys when I noticed a dude a few feet ahead of me acting a little…uh…shifty.

He was wearing these beige cargo shorts. In hindsight, they didn’t exactly help camouflage the emerging situation. He kept adjusting his stance, almost like he was doing a subtle, internal dance battle with himself. I initially just thought he had a really itchy butt. Or was perhaps auditioning for a very niche interpretive dance troupe in the cereal aisle. But then I spotted a distinct, darkening patch at the front of his shorts.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Our potent little jar of moon-kissed herbs and dewdrop essence sat between us on the worn oak table. The “magic salve,” as we called it, was a concoction born of generations of hedgewitch wisdom, designed not just to heal the skin, but to awaken the spirit. Beside it, our broomsticks lay ready. Not the bristly kind for sweeping the hearth, mind you, but slender, polished hazel branches, each one unique, chosen and carefully prepared for this very purpose.

With a shared, knowing smile, Kayla and I began the ritual. Dipping the tips of our broomsticks into the shimmering, emerald green salve, we coated them generously. The scent was earthy patchouli, sweet jasmine, and something wilder, like fresh rain on ancient moss. Then, with a slow, deliberate grace, we inserted our broomsticks into our dripping wet pussies, pulling and pushing them in and out of our fuck holes as we moaned with pleasure, ensuring all of the salve

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

So, you wanna enjoy some fun and sexy activities together on our call? I’m down for whatever naughty games you got in mind, as long as I get to hear you squirm and cum!

Let’s start with some hot JOI, okay? I’ll give you these super sexy instructions while I edge myself too! You’re gonna love it, I promise!

First, take off all your clothes. Yes, all of them. Now, get comfortable, maybe sit back on the bed or on your couch. Make sure you’re relaxed and ready for some serious edge play!

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

For the past year, I’ve gotten serious about hitting the gym.  I’ve always been a runner, but I heard all about the benefits of strength training.  So, I got myself a trainer and decided to give it an honest try.  The gym bros are always checking me out.  I won’t lie, I’ve spent a good deal of time between sets checking them and their massive muscles out as well.  Based off the size of their muscles, I assumed their cocks would be equally big too.  But man was I disappointed when I got one alone in the locker room and discovered his tiny cock.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

He was already there, kneeling in the center of the dark space. His back was too straight, his assigned sissy maid uniform too soft, too pink. This submissive, this sissy bitch, was waiting for me. I liked that I could feel his fear, even from across the floor. It was a good scent.

My heels clicked sharp and slow on the cement tiles. I walked a full circle around him, never touching, just watching the subtle way his whole body tensed and trembled. He kept his eyes locked on the floor, afraid to look at his mistress. Bon. Good manners are everything.

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Jackie 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 330

I ain’t leavin’ out no details, darlin’. Here’s my tale of how I became sweet and submissive. My name’s Jackie, and I’m a curvy, southern belle though and through. Got me a little extra in the hips and tush, but my man, he just loves it.

It started a few years back when I first met Master James. He was a tall, dark, and handsome gentleman, with a commanding presence that just drew me to him like a fly to honey. I knew right off he was the one for me, and I was determined to make him proud.

From day one, I played my part to the letter. “Yes, Master”, “No, Master”, obeyin’ his every whim and command. He loved takin’ control, and I loved givin’ it to him. We’d get together on weekends, and he’d tie me up in all sorts of ways, blindfold me and whip me till I was cryin’. It hurt like hell, but that’s what made it so good.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I woke up to the feel of his warm breath on my neck, a gentle nuzzle from G as he stirred beside me.  I turned to face him, my hand drifting down to wrap around the hefty length already rigid and eager beneath the sheets. Oooh! I get to start today with my very favorite: morning blowjobs!

“Ahh, Di,” he groaned, eyes darkening with lust as I began to stroke him slow and steady. “You always know just what I need.”

I smiled, my fingers dancing along the ridges and veins pulsing beneath my touch. G’s cock was a work of art, thick and long with a velvety texture that drove me wild. Last night’s tequila haze still lingered in the back of my mind, but as I took him into my mouth, all rational thought dissipated.

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