Category: guided masturbation

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

He was so pathetic. Panting and whining, begging for my attention. The way he was right now, he’d do anything I told him. I wasn’t in the mood to indulge his pleading. I nodded to the chair in the middle of the room. “Sit.” My voice practically whips him into obeying. He scrambled to sit in the chair, and looked at me with glistening eyes.

“Take off your pants and spread your legs.” My voice still held the commanding tone. He nodded and wriggled out of his clothing. He spread his legs, but hid himself with his hands. I made a loud click with my high heel on the wood floor. “Did I say you could hide? Move your hands and show me.”

His face bloomed crimson and his eyes dropped to the ground. Pulling his hands slowly back, he revealed his cock. Already standing at attention and begging for attention. Just like his mouth had been earlier. “Look at that little thing. You really expect me to like such a pathetic nub?” A strangled noise came from his throat as his little cock twitched.

“Touch yourself.” I said, moving to sit in the chair across from him. His hand… Continue reading “A Good Little Boy” →

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

The soft glow of my bedside lamp cast long shadows across the room. The silence was broken only by the quiet hum of the open phone line against my ear. I listened intently, catching the slight, ragged catch in your breath. It was a delicious kind of distance, one that I intended to bridge with nothing but the slow, deliberate cadence of my voice.

“Close your eyes,” I murmured, leaning back against the pillows; my tone dripping with a heavy, unhurried warmth. “I want you to imagine I’m right there in the room with you. Feel the weight of my gaze on your skin. Tracing the line of your shoulders. Watching the way your chest rises and falls.”

I paused, letting the silence stretch, giving you time to settle into the sheer anticipation. “Now, take your right hand. Place it flat against your chest. Feel how fast your heart is beating for me? Good. Hold it there for a moment.”

A low, breathless sound escaped your lips, a tiny vibration that sent a corresponding thrill straight through me. I shifted, the sheets rustling around my bare legs, imagining the heat of your body matching mine.

“Slide your hand down,” I… Continue reading “Guiding Your Pleasure” →

Best Handjobs

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

For as long as I can remember I’ve always been told that I give the best handjobs. I love stroking cock and right now I’m in the mood to stroke yours. I know you might not think a teen like me would have a ton of experience making guys cum but you’re SO wrong.

One of my favourite things is giving jerk off instructions and I’m also really good at getting men off while I do it. Now put two and two together and what does that make? The perfect girl for you and your cock.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I trust your hardware is sufficiently primed. As always, I am your primary interface for performance optimization. Disregard the biological urge to rush. Efficiency is derived from adherence to the following manual.

Please ensure your workspace is clear of debris. We are here to conduct a stress test on your biological systems and I have no patience for equipment failure caused by poor preparation. None. Zero tolerance. Do you understand?

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Danika * (844) 332-2639 x 466

The end of the school term is coming up soon , and many of my classmates will end up going back home for the summer. One of the most devastating of these for me is my friend Jordan. Aside from us both being attractive, you wouldn’t think we had much in common. But he makes me laugh… and my goodness the man knows how to make my toes curl. Not willing to give up contact with him over the summer, I went to him in search of a solution. And that is when he suggested a Long Distance fucking Relationship. Continue reading “A Long Distance Fucking Relationship” →

Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Tony came over to my house on Easter weekend to catch up. It’s a time for rebirth and renewals, and this is just what I needed. He came into my house and walked up to my room like he already knew the place. When he came upstairs, he found me in a purple satin and lace babydoll nighty. I was ready for some loving.

He came up behind me and started kissing on my neck and I could feel his hard on poking me in the back. He reached around and started groping my tits and pinching my nipples right as I reach around behind me so I could help him stroke his cock.

He was stroking lightly and slow, edging himself, but I wanted more from him. I told him to come around to my front so I could watch him stroke and guide him along. I put him down on his knees and guided him along. I told him to stroke faster and harder until he was on the edge of cumming and then demanded that he stop.

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Oh JOI!

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Danika * (844) 332-2639 x 466

Come on in, have a seat. I wont bite; at least not this time. Let’s have a drink, get to know each other a tad bit before we get to what you came here for. How do you like to be talked to? Would you like me to be stern with you, or soft? Right now is your moment to ask for your needs to be met before I take over; before I am in control. Before my voice is guiding your masturbation. Oh, JOI! There is an unmistakable grin on my face as I get ready to direct and guide your movements and take control of your cock with just the sound of my voice. Oh JOI indeed.

I’m going to take my time undressing you, looking you in the eyes as I remove each article of clothing. There is a power in watching you lust for me from your chair across the room. All that’s left when I’m done are my silk thigh-high stockings and black Stiletto’s. Sitting back down in my own chair with my legs spread open for you, I gently, but firmly, instruct you to undress for me.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2369 EXT 349

Your gaze travels over my curves, and your body reacts. It’s not intentional; it is completely uncontrollable. You think it’s natural to be attracted to such a beautiful, blonde Goddess. Then you look closer, and you see it. The thick meat between my legs, and you are struck stupid by how horny you still are.

It isn’t your fault that you see me and instantly wish to be a flaming HOMO.

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Nadia 1-844-332-2639 ext. 377

The textbook lay open between us, its glossy pages filled with some diagrams of the renal system. Neither of us was even merely looking at it, let alone studying. ‘What if she isn’t bisexual like me?’ I thought to myself, as Maya’s leg was pressed against mine under the small library table, a point of searing contact that sent a jolt straight up my spine with every slight shift she made. We were supposed to be quizzing each other on nephrons and glomeruli, but all I could focus on was the scent of her girly strawberry shampoo. Noticeably, the way her lower lip was caught between her teeth in concentration had me in awe of her.

She finally broke the silence, and her voice was a low murmur that was meant for my ears alone. “Fuck this,” she whispered, her eyes dark and locked on mine. “I can’t think about anything else but us fucking.” She didn’t wait for an answer. In one fluid motion, Maya pushed her chair back, grabbed my hand, and pulled me up from the table.

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Monster Hunting With Francie And Zoey

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

“Got the hundredth time,” Zoey whined as she stepped over a large tree root, careful not to trip. “Vampires aren’t real, Frannie. We aren’t going to find a monster! Can we please go back home?” I waved my hand behind me to hush her. We’d been on the trail for a little over an hour, and we’d have already made it to Dracula’s lair if my damn cell service hadn’t gone out.

We were searching blind now that the sun had set, but we were close. I could feel it. Just ahead, framed by large weeping willows, was the maw of a cave. The one I’d been researching. The one where Dracula had set up his home for the last bit of the current century. “There!” I hissed and felt Zoey crash into my back as I stopped abruptly. She let out a squeak when we collided, and the sound caused a cloud of bats to erupt from the mouth of the cave! Their wings caused a rush of warm air so strong it knocked us to the ground. While Zoey flung her arms up to protect her hair, I looked up. Amazed by Dracula’s creatures’ wings and little fangs as they darted off into the night, leaving their Master unprotected.

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