Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy Anna was sitting at home with her girlfriend when Victoria Kate suddenly barged through the front door. She had just finished softball practice and ran upstairs crying before secluding herself in her bedroom and slamming the door.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
Hey there, fellas! It’s your Candy Girl Diana here with an exciting invitation for you. How well do you know spring trivia? Tonight at 9 pm EST, I’ll be hosting a special spring-themed trivia game in the Phonesex Candy chatroom, and I want YOU to join in on the fun!
As you know, spring is my absolute favorite season. The warmth in the air, the flowers blooming everywhere, the feelings of new beginnings – it’s just the most magical time of year, don’t you think? Well, I’ve got a bunch of tantalizing trivia questions all about this gorgeous time of year that I can’t wait to put your knowledge to the test with.
Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
The sound of high heels striking the floor as the girls drew near only increased my heart rate. I sat perched on E’s lap, his hand rubbing the stocking covering my sexy thighs and his lips peppered along my shoulder. “They are coming.” I panted and looked back at him.
My hand drifted down to rub over his already rock-hard cock. Anna strutted in first, parting the red curtain that separated the VIP from the regular clubgoers. She was wearing the sexiest black stilettos and fishnet thigh highs. Her seductive eyes met mine with a knowing glint. We were going to make this a night E would never forget. Diana followed close behind her in similar lingerie, but six-inch white pumps announced her presence. My mouth watered at the sight of her fingers trailing down Anna’s side.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
My shopping list was written out and ready to go. I always make a list because I like to get in and get out. A little secret about me, I actually hate shopping. It’s so peopley in stores. If I lived in the city it was be way better because then I could use one of those delivery companies. But living in the country means that I have to drive 45 mins to the nearest Wally-World and do my shopping myself. But this time he promised to make our shopping trip super duper interesting. He showed me the remote toys he’s bought for me to put on and to wear during today’s shopping trip.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
I disappeared into the bedroom, the air already thick with the promise of the evening. Liam was sprawled on the couch, lost in some video game, all rumpled t-shirt and focused frown. Perfect. Tonight was one of those nights. I loved the ritual, the slow transformation. The dress I chose was simple, black, and clung just enough. But the real magic was underneath.
The rustle of silk always made me smile. These pantyhose were a recent obsession – a smooth, tan shimmer that felt decadent against my skin. They hugged every curve, making my legs feel impossibly long and sleek. It was an armor of confidence, a silent invitation. I padded back into the living room. Liam hadn’t moved, still battling pixelated monsters. I leaned against the doorframe, letting him soak in the view. The curve of my hip, the way the light caught the sheen of my legs.
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
I may be pint-sized, but don’t let my petite frame fool you – this little miss can handle any big dick you throw my way! As a proud member of the petite pink porno sisterhood, I’m here to spill the tea on how us small but mighty babes can take cock like champs, no matter the size.
First things first, being little has its advantages. I can contort my body into all sorts of fun positions that leave the guys gagging (in a good way, obvi). Plus, I’ve got the energy and flexibility to keep going all night long. You want to fuck me into a pretzel? I’m your girl. Want me to bounce on that big dick until the sun comes up? I’m not stopping until you bust.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
I chuckle as I gently lay you down on the soft, plush changing mat, your eyes sparkling with anticipation. You’ve been a very good boy today, and you know what that means. “Time for a fresh diaper, my love,” I coo, running my fingers through your hair. You squirm with delight as I unbutton your onesie, revealing your chubby, diaper-clad body. I can’t help but smile at the sight. You’re such a big boy, yet you still enjoy the comfort and security of being small.
I unfasten the tapes of your diaper, exposing your soft, smooth skin. You giggle as I tickle your tummy, before I gently clean you up. You watch me intently, your gaze never leaving my face. “You like this, don’t you?” I ask, my voice husky with desire. You nod, your cheeks flushing a deep red. “Yes, mommy,” you whisper, your voice barely audible. I can see the bulge in your diaper growing, and I can’t help but lick my lips at the sight.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
Oh honey, I can’t wait to slide my thick, girthy strap-on deep into that tight little ass of yours. You’re going to be such a good boy for me, aren’t you? Moaning and begging as I stretch you wide open on my cock. It’s pegging party night!
I’ve got the perfect toy picked out for this naughty pegging session. A big, fat dildo that’s going to make you see stars. It’s inky black silicone will look so delicious violating your pink hole. I might start you off with something smaller first, just to get you nice and ready. Work you up slooowly. But we both know what you really want, what you really need – my huge, veiny strap-on splitting you in half.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
That lucky little Irish fuck is going to be running amuck in just a few weeks, and this year I’m going to catch him. I’ve been doing my research; see, I thought leprechauns stole from people to get those big ol’ pots of gold, but that isn’t true! They are humble little cobblers, like shoemakers! Though they can not resist the temptation of collecting more and more gold. They spend all their time either stitching soles or finding abandoned gold.
So if I catch me a leprechaun this St. Patricks day, I’ll not only make him grant my three wishes (They have to, it’s a thing), tell me the hidden location of his pot of gold but I’ll also lock that little man up and make him cobble me up some of the hottest new heels for my delicious feet.
Continue reading “Preparing My Leprechaun Trap”
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
I want to get naked for you, baby. Naked except for my sexy stilettos. High heels on only. I want you to see my body laid bare, my soft curves and smooth skin beckoning your touch. My breasts, firm and perky, nipples hard with desire. My taut tummy, leading down to my glistening pink pussy, already wet with anticipation.
I’ll recline on the bed, legs spread wide in invitation, my black stilettos pointed towards the ceiling. The cool leather against my feet, the ultimate teaser. I want you to drink in the sight of me, your eyes roaming hungrily over every inch. Your cock will be straining in your pants, rock hard and throbbing, aching to fill me up.