Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy Anna and her girlfriend woke up in the morning only to find the nursery door left ajar and Victoria Kate missing. Mommy Anna immediately became upset, jumping to conclusions and assuming that Victoria Kate was up to her old ways again. She ran downstairs only to find her baby girl’s stuff still there. Her girlfriend said that she forgot to give Victoria Kate her age regression treatment last night but whispered that she had a plan, reassuring Anna.
Carina 1844-332-2639 ext 293
“Mr. Daniels… I swear, I wasn’t trying to distract you.”
I’m sitting on your desk, legs crossed, skirt hiked up just a little too high. My blouse is unbuttoned enough to reveal the lace of my bra — and the way your eyes keep drifting tells me I’m doing exactly what I intended.
You lean back in your chair, arms folded, voice deep. “This isn’t appropriate, Carina.”
I bite my lip, sliding one heel off slowly, letting it drop to the floor.
“I know. But you called me into your office… and I figured maybe you wanted a little one-on-one performance review.”
I shift, just enough to let the hem of my skirt ride up further. No panties. I made sure of that.
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
We’ve been best friends since we were kids. There have been times through the years when we thought it could be much more. But the timing never worked out. While we were both in and out of relationships, he wanted to save himself for marriage. A part of my heart always thought that might be me. But when he fell in love and got married, that part of my heart was crushed. All I’ve ever wanted for him is to be happy. But from the time I met her, I knew she wasn’t the one for him. He has a huge heart of gold. While she’s just so cold. I had always imagined him with a very sweet, kind, and compassionate person. But she’s just not, at all. I could never figure out what is was that he loved about her. But he did. So I just had to accept it. I figured there had to be a side of her that I didn’t know. But recently he asked me out for drinks to catch up.
Amy 1-844-33CANDY ext.460
This siren is luring you into a world of forbidden fantasies and unbridled passion. As a phone sex operator, I’m here to ignite your desires, to set your senses ablaze with my sultry voice and seductive charm. My words are my instruments, weaving a web of eroticism that will leave you breathless and wanting more. I’m a masterful storyteller, crafting scenarios that will transport you to a realm of pure hedonism, where your deepest desires are my command. My voice is a gentle caress, a whispered promise of pleasures yet to come. Let me guide you on a journey of self-discovery, where the boundaries of reality fade away, and all that’s left is the thrill of the unknown. I’m your accomplice in seduction, your partner in pleasure.
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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
Is this my payback? As if I weren’t already dealing with enough. I get into a car accident. FML. WTF? I can’t let my parents find out. They will be so mad. I feel like they will take my car. I need it and it’s still drivable. But it’s in their name and so is the insurance. I know my parents feel like I’m the worst. My sister and brother never caused them as much stress as I have. So I begged the guy that I hit not to call the cops. He was so mad at me. But he agreed. Because I told him that my parents would take care of everything. I didn’t know what else to do. Now I’m panicked because he’s demanding my parents’ phone number. And he’s saying he’s going to sue me if it doesn’t get taken care of ASAP. I was trying to buy some time. So I told him that my parents wanted to come talk to him. But now he’s expecting my parents. And I’m going to show up alone. I have no idea how I’m going to get myself out of this one.
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
Where on earth is the radicchio? I wondered. Searching the produce section. Am I missing it? They usually always have it. And it’s my absolute favorite. But I’m not finding it. Right as I look up, I see the produce manager. He’s always very helpful. To be honest, he’s also very flirty. And I guess very intuitive and attentive as well. Because he came right over and asked what he could help me find. I asked about the radicchio. He looked so disappointed to have to tell me that a shipment had been delayed. He apologized profusely. And took my phone number. He told me that he was going to make a few phone calls. And he would let me know when it would be in. I assured him that it was not a big deal. And told him how much I appreciated it.
Later that day, he called to let me know that it came in. He told me that as a courtesy, he was going to have it delivered. Then he apologized again for the inconvenience. Wow, I thought. What a sweetheart he is.
Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423
The night sky was a blanket of stars as we stepped out onto the patio, walking towards the hot tub. Darren, my best friend, looked at me with a mischievous grin. We’d been best friends since we were kids, but over the years, things had started to change. The once innocent friendship had slowly evolved into something more. We both knew it, but neither of us had the courage to admit it. Until tonight.
The booze coursed through my veins, giving me a boldness I wouldn’t normally have. I watched as Darren stripped down to his boxers, his muscular frame glistening in the moonlight. I felt a familiar heat building inside me. “Fuck it,” I muttered under my breath, before reaching behind and unzipping my dress.
Darren’s eyes widened as the fabric pooled around my feet, leaving me in nothing but my lace underwear. “Mercedes,” he breathed, his voice husky. I could see the desire in his eyes, and it only fueled my own.
I stepped towards him, my heart pounding in my chest. “What?” I asked, feigning innocence. “You’ve seen me in a bikini before.” He chuckled, stepping closer until we were just inches apart. “Not like this,” Continue reading “Hot Tub Sex with My Best Friend”
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.
Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285
I fucked my landlord to get out of paying my rent last night. Was behind 3 months and he was going to put me out. I had been hanging out all night with friends, drinking and doing party favors having an amazing time. But when I got home that night turned upside down. There was padlock on my door. “You gotta be fucking kidding me!” I yelled. Unfortunately he lived down the hall from me so I could see him popping his fat head out of his door.
“What the fuck Alfred! I said I was going to get you your rent money this week! Now, open my damn door!” He walked out wearing his filthy velvet robe and house slippers. Hairy chest and bad cologne was a terrible combination on him. “You think I trust you! You’re almost 4 months behind. No money, no key!” “I’m too blown out of my mind! Give me my damn key please! Can’t we settle this in the morning?!” “No money, no key!” He repeated. “Unless you want to give me something else instead.” He looked at me grabbing his cock. For a brief moment I threw up in my mouth. The thought of Continue reading “I Fucked My Landlord”
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
“I’ve always felt like such a perv Dr. Julie. My fetishes make me feel so much shame. I’ve tried to suppress them all of my life. I try so hard to fight them and deny them. But nothing works. The fantasies just keep playing through my mind. Like a broken record. It’s the only way I can get turned on. I always thought it was like a curse. And I figured that I was doomed as far as a relationship is concerned. My worst fear was someone finding out. About my dirty little secret. My taboo fetish. It’s such a lonely life Dr. Julie. Always hiding in a closet.”
“But then I found you and the other Candy Girls. You have changed my life. Now I realize that I’m not alone. My fetish isn’t uncommon. And I have nothing to feel ashamed about. Realizing this has given me more confidence now than I ever have. I never thought I would be able to talk to sexy women openly and honestly. About anything and everything. And not be judged. I actually feel heard and understood for the first time in my life.”