Category: GFE Phonesex

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Country parties under the stars always lead to fun and wild experiences.  All of us getting together for a loud, raucous time of relaxing.  Planning on letting go of the demands of the world.  Sitting on lawn chairs or blankets spread out on the ground.  We chilled and enjoyed some beers makes for the most perfect night of enjoyment.  It’s a perfect setting for completely letting go and fucking under the stars.  So, you know when we had our party last night I wasn’t going to miss a magnificent opportunity to get some country boy cock.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

Our dinner conversation, full of flirting, total filth and dirty talk, he must have called me a bad girl like six or seven times. I would make sexual gestures with my food as we ate, and he cleverly used innuendos throughout dinner. We had a good laugh, and we were in such high spirits after leaving the restaurant he boldly grabbed my ass through my dress. I squealed openly and laughed as he pulled me towards him before giving me a firm smack on my ass. When we got to the car he pushed me up against it.  

Boldly lifting my chin and planting a wet kiss on my lips. “I had no idea you were this dirty. You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?” he asked still gripping my chin. “You have no idea” I said erotically with a flirty giggle.  

“Fucking hell, I love these stockings on you but I want them off” I laughed feeling his hands smoothing my leg through my stockings. He leaned in lifted my right leg and kissed me.

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

I stumbled, my legs felt heavy and my heels pinched my feet from wearing them the entire night. He lifted me, slipping his arm underneath mine and propping me up some. His laughter made me feel better about being so tipsy and clumsy.
I got myself better adjusted, reached into my purse retrieving my keys. “Let me” he said taking the keys, he opened the door and turned on the light illuminating the living room. I immediately removed my heels and then my jacket. I watched as he removed his jacket and shoes.
He approached me smiling, still chuckling softly. “You might be the sexiest I’ve ever seen you right here, right now” I smiled, he wrapped his arms around me and leaned into me. I lifted my chin and breathed him in.
I felt his strength as he lifted me off of the ground by my waist. He kissed me deeply, the smell of cologne still lingered and I felt myself melt in his arms. I had a few too many but with my tolerance I was still able to function.  Continue reading “Escort Excerpts : Date Nite pt 1” →

My Big Tits

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

We’re all the luckiest ladies here because we get to have fun with you sexy Tomsin men. From the cucks to the sissies I love them all. But I especially appreciate the ones who love my big tits.

Ok fine, technically it’s rare for me to meet a man who doesn’t love my big tits. I honestly think it’s only happened once in my experience. So, I think it’s safe to say that pretty much all straight men love them. I have a feeling you’re a bit different though, aren’t you? Because you completely worship them.
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Yoga Temptations

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I waited until Kelly left, and I skipped up the drive. Knowing he’d be home alone gave me warm tingles in the pit of my core. We’d been flirty at events and whenever I came over, but he made it clear he was a loyal man. I really hate when people try to keep me from things I want, and I want him. Today, I was going to get what I wanted—one way or the other.

I wore skin-tight, high-waisted, white compression leggings. Literally, nothing would be left to his imagination; these suckers might as well have been painted on. And a white sports bra that zipped in the front. I wore my red hair in a slicked-back, high pony and carried my rolled-up yoga mat under my arm when I knocked on the door.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Messy Beginnings, Monday to Wednesday is exactly how this week started—because I’ve never been good at playing it safe. Monday came in hot. I woke up still sore from the weekend, and yet somehow craving more. My phone buzzed with a message: “You still taste like Sunday. That was all it took.

By lunchtime, I was under my desk, skirt bunched up, voice low on a video call, pretending to talk spreadsheets while my fingers played a different set of numbers. I sent him a photo after—no face, just legs, lips, and the evidence of my distraction. He replied with a voice note that made me clench around nothing.

Tuesday was no better. We played “Would You Rather” in the group chat, but the way he answered every question felt like a dare. Would I rather do it in public or on camera? Would I rather be tied up… or do the tying? By Wednesday, I had to admit it: this week was already off the rails. I wore no panties to the grocery store just because he told me not to. I wanted to be bad. And game night hadn’t even started yet.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Penthouse playdate wasn’t the term I expected to write in my journal the next morning—but when you get invited up by two of the most dangerously attractive people you’ve ever flirted with over champagne, you don’t ask questions… you take the elevator.

It had started as harmless banter at a charity gala—Liam leaning in close, whispering jokes that skimmed the edge of suggestive, and Aurora watching from across the room like she already knew what was about to unfold. The moment they asked if I wanted to join them for a “nightcap upstairs,” my body answered before my lips could.

Liam met me shirtless in jeans, toned and barefoot, confidence radiating off him in waves. Aurora wore a silk robe that slid off her shoulder like it had somewhere better to be. “We were hoping you’d come,” she purred—and I wasn’t sure if she meant come up… or come multiple times. They didn’t waste time. Fingers brushed skin, lips found lips, and suddenly I was wrapped in a heat I hadn’t felt in years. The city lights stretched out endlessly behind us as we melted into a slow, exploratory tangle of hands and mouths. Aurora kissed me while Liam pressed Continue reading “Penthouse Playdate: My First Threesome with a View” →

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

He was too tiny to matter. He stood there, naked, trying to act confident. Poor thing. I watched his tiny dick twitch like it was begging for attention — but all I could do was laugh. “That’s it? That’s what you wanted me to get excited over?” I stepped closer, towering over him in my thigh-highs and heels. “You brought a toothpick to a sword fight.”

His cock — if I can even call it that — bobbed like it had something to prove. I circled him slowly, dragging one finger down his chest and across his soft stomach. Then I stopped, looked down, and tapped it with my fingernail. Just once. It bounced. I laughed harder. “You’re hard already, aren’t you? From this? From being mocked?” He moaned. I hadn’t even touched him properly. Just words. Just the humiliation of standing there like a useless little thing with a cock that couldn’t even fill a condom tip.

I pushed him down onto the floor. “Lay back. Let me get a closer look at this disappointment.” I straddled him without touching it, grinding just above him, never letting him feel my skin. “See this?” I whispered, dragging two fingers down Continue reading “Too Tiny to Matter” →

Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

Outcalls were rare for me but when I did I was picky on mileage and location. With google maps I could clearly see his property was in a desolate area quite far from the city. He described himself as an introvert and he just didn’t “care for certain folk” as he put it.

We exchanged pics, spoke on the phone twice when we finally agreed on a Sunday evening. He didn’t want me to dress up. He specifically asked that I wear something I would wear to bed on a normal night. I chose my velvet two piece pajama shorts set. It was summer and the weather was perfect on this particular night.

His home was cozy, I immediately felt comfortable but I could definitely tell he lived alone. We sat in the middle of a large sectional sofa facing a large glass coffee table.

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