Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Before the world wake ups—some of the dirtiest thoughts hit before the sun even rises. That’s when the real freaks come out to play. When your body’s aching from a dream that made you bite your lip in your sleep… yeah, I know that feeling.
Lucky for you—I’m always available before the world wakes up.

You want to roll over and slide right in without a word? You can. You want to call me while your cock is rock hard under the sheets, or while you’re soaked through those panties? I’m here. You want to tell me every nasty thought running through your mind while you stroke it slow, or while you ride your own fingers? Baby, I’m listening.

I want your morning wood. I want your sleepy, raw, unfiltered need.
You don’t have to hold back with me. You don’t even need to say hello—just let me hear how good you sound when you cum before the birds start chirping. That’s my favorite kind of wake-up call.

We can keep it slow and teasing, or you can fuck me half-awake like you’ve been waiting all night for it. I’ll bend over the kitchen counter while the coffee’s still brewing.

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My Mind Wanders

Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Finals suck. Studying is so boring. I can’t even study. My mind just wanders to more exciting things. And before I know it, I’m fantasizing. I don’t even realize how much time has gone by. Why can’t I concentrate? I know I have no interest in this stuff. So it makes it hard. But still. I can’t make myself, no matter how hard I try. And I hate writing papers. This is the only kind of writing I enjoy. My journaling. Because it’s therapeutic and exciting.

I get bored easily. So I’m always looking for excitement. I guess that’s what makes me rebellious and naughty. And times like this….when I’m home alone…I crave more. I’m procrastinating with my studying. Because it bores me to tears. I find myself wanting to feel good. And nothing feels better or is more exciting than an orgasm. I start getting so excited just thinking about it. My pussy starts getting wet. I get all tingly. And my clit starts to throb. I grab some towels because I can tell that I’m going to squirt a lot. I’m so horny. I locked the door and got my bag full of toys.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It was the first day of spring. A beautiful day! My friend was out of town. She wanted me to go by and check on her house. The pool caught my eye. It was glistening in the sunlight. I opened up the sliding glass wall and let myself out onto the terrace. The jasmine was blooming and smelled amazing. The waterfall was mesmerizing. The alfresco kitchen was complete with a wine cooler. So I helped myself to a glass of my favorite buttery chardonnay. I sat down to relax and destress for a few minutes. It had been a stressful week. I needed to unwind. It felt so good. The spring sun and fresh breeze. Jasmine filled the air. A total aphrodisiac. And the wine was divine. Before I knew it, I was drifting off. Into a deep relaxation. I couldn’t help myself. My hand found it’s way to my wanting pussy. It was too easy. Sundress, no panties…. It had been too long. I was so wet. My clit was so hard. And I was deep in fantasy. Grinding against my fingers relentlessly. I was just about to cum when I opened my eyes.

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pussy

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I fucking love my job. It’s not your typical nine-to-five. I’m getting paid to be an absolute SLUT! Today, I’m working from home, sitting in my cozy bedroom, on my laptop. I’m naked, save for a pair of black lace panties, my long brown hair cascading down my back. I’ve got my headset on, ready to take my next call.

The phone rings, and I answer in my sultry voice, “Hey, baby, what’s your pleasure tonight?” On the other end of the line is a man named Mark. He’s a regular, a man with a deep, husky voice that sends shivers down my spine. “Hey, Amber,” he says, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” “Oh, really?” I tease, running my fingers along the edge of my panties. “What exactly have you been thinking about?”

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

You know what I want? I want you to sit down. To get very comfortable. And then I want to watch you stroke it for me.

I’ve been eyeing that big bulge for a while now and I’m beyond excited to finally see you whip it out for me. My panties are wet at the first sight of your already hard cock.

While you get it out, I’m going to lay back, spread my legs, and slide my hand into my panties. My tight, pink 20-year old pussy is already sopping wet.

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1844-33 CANDY EXT. 423

We are at work, and I noticed the way you looked at me. The nervous glances, the awkward stumbling over words when we were in close proximity. It was flattering, to say the least, but I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement at the thought of you, my boss, being attracted to me.

I decided to make my move one evening after the store had closed and waited until everyone else had left. I could see the hesitation in your eyes, the internal struggle between your attraction to me and the knowledge that this was not ethical. But I could also see the desire, the hunger that I knew I could satisfy.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“I can’t stay away, no matter how hard that I try. You’re an addiction that I just can’t deny. I know it’s wrong. And I know that I shouldn’t. She’s already caught me more than once. And I know that she’s looking. I can’t believe that I would take this chance. I can’t believe that I am back here again. But even after everything that’s happened, I still can’t resist the attraction. I just can’t stay away, no matter how hard that I try. You’re an irresistible addiction, that I try so hard to deny. Even though I know that I have everything at stake. The urge to be with you is something that I just cannot shake. It’s stronger than I ever knew until now. I know she’s watching me. And that I’m playing with fire. But that just intensifies the unrelenting desire. You give me what she just can’t. No matter how hard she tries. I feel guilty but there is just no denying it. The passion is there between us. You know that I’m right.

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Candy Call Girl

Roxy (844) 332-2639 Ext 414

Hey, I’m Roxy, a Candy Call Girl. That means if my light is on, I’m ready and waiting for your call. So just look for my light whenever you’re feeling horny. I would love to cum with you. Call Girls can cum into the chatroom on Mondays now, as well as Fridays. So now you can chat with me more as well. I’m really looking forward to getting to know each and every one of you on a very deep, and personal level. If you know what I mean. I want to hear all about your naughtiest  thoughts and secret fantasies. All of it excites me. Even the most extreme fetishes. I’m open to almost everything.

I love performing virtual strip teases, blow jobs, and jack off instruction. Escaping into a role play fantasy gets me so wet and turned on. I also enjoy many fetishes. If it gets you off, it will get me off. If we do a chat, I can send naughty pics! So be sure to look for me in the chatroom on Mondays and Fridays. And just watch for my light to be turned on the rest of the week. I’m a dancer at night.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It’s Thanksgiving weekend and old friends are in town, providing the perfect opportunity for some debauchery and carnal catch-ups. I ran into three of my rowdy college buddies at a bar on Wednesday night, and before long, we were all back at my place, eager to reconnect in a very physical way.

As soon as the door closed, clothes began flying as we pounced on each other with lustful abandon. My skirt and panties were swiftly removed, followed by my lacy bra, leaving me naked and vulnerable to their hungry gazes. Strong hands groped and squeezed my breasts and ass as hard cocks pressed insistently against me from all angles.

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Seasonal Depression

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

It’s that time of year again. The days are shorter, and it always seems dark and gloomy. The cold isn’t just seeping in; it has taken a bone-chilling grip on us, making seasonal depression show its ugly face. The holidays are coming quickly, but you lack the overall cheer you’re supposed to be feeling.

Instead, you feel cold and lonely. Depressed with no reason in sight. Because of the lack of sunshine, now that it’s forever dark. Don’t worry, though; I have a cure for what ails you.

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