Category: nasty phonesex

Daydreams

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

When you think of a Mama, you think of someone sweet and nurturing. Someone who bakes cookies and would never harm someone innocent. You think of Mama’s as a source of comfort and love but not dis bitch. This Mama has dirty little daydreams when I’m down at the park watching the boys and girls play.

All I see is dolla signs. Bouncing over every little head. So many disgusting pervs would pay me hand over fist to deliver these darlin’ little tykes. They parents ain’t even paying attention, as they scroll their phoned or gossip with each other about whose husband is fucking who. I dream and little daydream about snatching ’em up for a fat payday.

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Money 4 Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Who knew that asking Daddy for money would be so taxing on the soul? My friends invite me out to the mall and dinner, so I just want a lil cash. What a crime, I know. But when I asked Daddy for a crisp Benjamin, he wanted to argue with me. Something about how he gave me money last week, but of course I had asked for it because I needed it to buy new shoes so I don’t think that should even count. And then he went on and on about how I never ever do all my chores I am assigned.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mom and dad went out for their weekly date night. Stepsister Anna was left home alone with her stepbrother. They sat and watching tv, and Anna decided to sprawl herself over the couch, as her brother sat at the end of it in the corner seat. He examined her coffee-colored pantyhose, as it glistened in the light.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

“Whining and bitching won’t get you anywhere, sweetheart.” Those eyes looked into mine, full of tears and red from crying. Tantrum throwing. The whole day all I could hear was a whining “No, I am not a fucking girl. Let alone a baby girl! Fuck off, let me go!” Such dumb arguments from someone who I had been looking at wearing a frilly little pink tutu all damn day. After the discovery of a used and dirty dildo under my friend’s bed, I knew two things. First, that little nasty one loved getting used like a girl. Second, that cleaning what he used was beneath him.

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Mercy Fuck

Posted 2 weeks ago by Jade

Jade 844-332-2639 ext 371

There we were on our first date sitting in a quaint little restaurant by the boardwalk at the beach. Sometimes it’s nice to get away from it all and enjoy these quiet little moments. The restaurant was a nice, romantic getaway. But just by looking at him, I do not think he is my type. But we shall see. We all love a good mystery man but will this be a mercy fuck.

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Sherry 844-332-2639 ext 399

There I was sitting in a board meeting tapping my pen from boredom. I despise Monday morning meetings. I was still exhausted from this past weekend. Finally, this dull boring meeting is over. As I sat in my office things started heating up. I heard her saying my name over and over again. I closed my eyes and went to her. As I lay down beside her, her thoughts were so vivid. Oh, I know what you need as I smiled an evil grin. Boys do need to learn their place.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy grabbed Tami and brought her back to the nursery; she closed the door and locked it behind her. Now, said mommy, now that you’re feeling better, Mommy has a surprise for you. Mommy made Tami put on mommy’s high heels and strut for mommy in them, then mommy dressed Tami in a nice frilly dress and put cock bows in her hair.

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Fuck Me Friday

Posted 4 weeks ago by Lea

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Finally! It’s FUCK ME Friday! I’ve waited all week to get my chance to jump into the phonesexcandy playroom and see all the boytoys willin to pound Big Mama’s fulla cum. My big, black, beautiful body is ready to be worshipped and I know that room is fulla little subby worms who wanna slather me in baby oil and get crushed by my mega tits.

Are you ready ta fuck Big Mama?

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Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Like any other day, you leave work and walk toward your car. Another long night means a dark parking lot, but you’re unafraid. You’ve never had to worry about being a victim before, and it leaves you vulnerable. The street lights in the back of the lot are off, and your nose is too buried in your phone for you to see the hulking shadow approaching. Reels play loudly in your earbuds, and just before you reach for the driver’s door, a large hand is clapped over your face.

The soft, damp cloth over your nose is odorless but not harmless. As quickly as you inhale to gasp for help, your vision blurs, and your body sags. Dropping you into the arms of the massive stranger. Is what’s about to happen to you your worst nightmare or a fantasy come true?

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Turning The Tables

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My Boss called me into his office and asked me to shut the door. I hadn’t been his secretary for long, so I was pretty nervous I’d made some kind of mistake. I sat across from him and crossed my legs. The tight pencil skirt I wore rode up a bit to show off the lace tops of my thigh-high stockings. I called you in here today to discuss your wardrobe.” He stated with a bit of a growl. “The way you dress is a serious distraction. I mean, Kayla, you are obviously a beautiful girl, but wearing such tight skirts and shirts isn’t helping anyone around here be productive.”

“Well, that isn’t very fair.” I lifted my chin as I replied boldly. “You walk around the office looking sexy as fuck in that suit and bossing everyone around the way you do. It constantly makes my panties wet, but I’m still able to do my job. I don’t think the problem is me; I think you just can’t handle yourself.” I smirked as his nostrils flared and flicked the top button on my blouse to give him a better view of my swelling cleavage. I’d say I successfully turned the tables on his plan.

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