Category: nasty phonesex

Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

I was walking around the side of the daycare to throw away the days garbage. Lots of used diapers, wipes, gloves, and tubs of used diaper cream. And I had the shock of my life! There was a man bend over in the side of the dumpster, rifling through all of the trash! I asked him what in the world was he doing in the daycare dumpster. He said he was looking for used diapers to masturbate with. I mean, how disgusting is that? To use dirty diapers from a daycare to jack off? There had to be a way to punish him for doing this!

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Laylene and Anna

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419 – XXOO Anna 1-844-332-2639 ext 203

It was almost Easter and Tami insisted her mommies take her to see Peter Cock N’ Tail. Tami even marked on the calendar on the fridge. Every day Tami would cross off the date and open a little box to sneak a chocolate. Finally, that day was here. Mommy Lay and Mommy Anna dressed Tami in her very best. A frilly dress with pink trim, matching stockings, little Mary Janes, and diapies underneath.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I can not tell you how pathetic this caller is. The one thing he’s good for is a fucking laugh. He always rings me up when he’s feeling needy for something a grown man should never want. Taboo is one of my favorites, so typically, I’d be excited to discuss those forbidden desires, but here’s the thing. This dumdum likes to chant the stupidest stuff to blow his load.

“Dumdum wants to cumcum! Dumdum wants to cumcum” I mean, how the FUCK does a woman take that seriously? I guess that’s why his tastes are for jailbait.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Brad said he wanted to be brave and wear his Pampers on an outing with Mommy. I love it when my baby boy is fearless, so I told him it was a wonderful Idea. Together, we changed him into his favorite brand of big boy pampys and put on his boy jeans over them. Brad just happens to like skinny jeans, so it was obvious to me that he was padded. His typically tight butt looked extra round and a little saggy in the back; I didn’t tell him that, though.

I said no one would have a clue he was a diaper boy for mommy. So, hand in hand, we took a walk to the park nearby. I’m sure to everyone else, we looked like a couple completely in love, not like the ABDL mommy and big boy we are. Brad was beaming; his first time out of the house in his pamper had him feeling extra excited!

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Modeling Isn't So Hard

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

A beautiful, well-kept woman handed me a business card during an outing at the mall. She said she was a modeling scout and that I had the look everyone was searching for. Of course, I was flattered, but she probably had said the same thing to a dozen other girls that day alone. I thanked her and tried to walk past, but she grabbed my elbow and looked into my eyes.

“Please, just call the number and set up a test shoot.” There was a desperation in her voice that I didn’t understand until she said, “I don’t get paid unless girls show up for the test shoot, and I haven’t had any luck. Please, you don’t have to do more than let them take a few photos and see if they offer you a contract.”

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Dangerous

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Walking home, all alone, I was blissfully unaware that I was being followed. Skipping along the side of the road in my pleated schoolgirl skirt and knee-high stockings, the music in my ears was all I could think about. I didn’t consider the fact that my white cotton panties showed every time I kicked my knees up to skip or how dangerous it was to be unaware.

I think it was when I stepped onto my porch, that first step, that I realized something was off. A sixth sense kicked in as I pushed the key into the door. Much too late, however, to save me from the dangerous man who had followed me home.

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slut

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

I needed a Sissy Slut Maid… because let’s face it. This place isn’t going to clean itself. Mommy Anna prepared the attire: the traditional French maid outfit, some high heels, stockings, and let’s not forget the headpiece and feather duster. But that feather duster isn’t for dusting, now is it?

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Tessa 1-884-332-2639 Ext. 445

Just one look in those eyes is all it took. He was indeed my competition. He was someone who came from prison. His one uncompromised desire was to get on his knees and suck that cock. Coming to find this out was jaw dropping for sure. I mean it was exciting at first, and then from there it became a mixture of emotions.

When you find your twin who’s out to out do you in some pretty particular skills, it can be scary. Coming face to face with what they’re capable of doing can be cautionary. He loved to get on his knees and serve those who demanded it. Those cocks all lined up, begging or should we say demanding to have their BBC serviced. You wouldn’t think that anyone would be so excited to make this happen. But he was. He was all in, and there were no thoughts or questions beforehand. You might as well have seen his tongue sticking out, with his ass wiggling from sheer excitement. That faggot could not wait any longer to get his mouth stuffed.

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Pharmacist Kinky Krysta

Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

Everyone knows that teenage girls are the most dangerous thing on the planet. We are manipulative and devious. Honey, we’ll do anything to get our way. I didn’t realize my true potential of wickedness until I started playing a pharmacist!

Anyone can do it. Your own daughter or stepdaughter may start playing one, just like me. See, adults have all sorts of goodies in their medicine cabinets.

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Princess poopoo pants

 

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna and Tami were back at home safe and sound. Coffee was brewing in the kitchen and filled the entire house with a beautiful aroma. Mommy walked down the hallway with what appeared to be a bar cart filled with items and her heels clicked as she pushed the cart over to the nursery. She reached into her robe pocket and grabbed the key to unlock the door.

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