Miquala (844-332-2639 ext 447
There are too many rules in this world. So here’s what you need to say. I want to Be Bad with Miqala. Yeah! That’s right! I want to break some rules with you, have a naughty adventure, and see how dark and depraved we can be.
So come! Be my accomplice! Let’s get our naughty on! What is your deepest, most depraved fantasy?
Tessa (1-844-332-2639) ext. 445
When I was younger, I always knew, I don’t even know how I knew, but I knew that I was daddy’s girl. He only took me to certain places, and did certain fun activities with me; no one else. He would come home from a hard day’s work, and bring me a cupcake, and he always knew what flavor was my favorite; strawberry cupcake with chocolate frosting. Yum.
Sometimes he would sit me on his lap, and put his arms around me with such warmth, bouncing me up and down on his knee… like I said I was his favorite. He didn’t do this with anyone else.
Fast forward to now, and guess what? I’m still daddy’s favorite. The other day he came over to say hi. We had lunch. I thought it would be fun to take a trip down memory lane, both of us, so I wore a super cute short skirt outfit, some stockings, and Mary Jane shoes. The look in his eyes when I answered the door was priceless. It was like I was young Tessa all over again. I looked up at him, and could just tell how happy and excited he was.
Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
My friends heard about this haunted high school experience put on by a bunch of people who bought an abandoned high school. Every October, they sell tickets and make you sign NDAs before you go in. You aren’t allowed to talk about the experience, which has only made rumors about the place fly! The only thing I heard that I believed to be true was 1) the actors could touch you and 2) it was unlike any experience ever.
For the price of the tickets, I joked it had better be fucking worth it. Three of my girlfriends and I packed up for the road trip we’d need to take to get there, and we arrived in the haunted parking lot at sunset. The parking lot lights blinked as if they struggled to stay on in the presence of the school. I felt unsettled as I jumped out of my friend’s jeep. It was silent, with no other cars or people—just the four of us and the rotting building that used to be teaming with life.
Extreme Phone Sex
Hello horny readers. Guess who is back on therapist Laylene’s couch today? Hannah!
Read here, for a recap, but when we last left off it was a little unclear if we’d ever make a breakthrough with our little girl. Sure, it was obvious to you and me and everyone else with an internet connection (remember the internet is forever, which makes little Hannah an immortal) and eyes that Hannah had been molested by her cousin. Hard, fast, without remorse or a care in the world for her. A single-digit Fleshlight in the actual flesh, the best kind according to her cousin. But Hannah, silly Hannah, clung to her silly hopes and dreams and, well, self-told lies about ice cream cones and love and whatever other nonsense.
Continue reading “Extreme Phone Sex – Guess Who Is Back!!! Hannah Part 1”
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
I was waitressing at the underground poker club, down by the barracks, tucked way behind the metal scrap yard, next to the auto body shop. It was a regular night and the house was full. You sat at the table for hours, sunglasses on, expressionless. I couldn’t tell if you were staring at me. Every time I’d serve you, you thanked me kindly and touched my hand to hand me a chip.
Do you have plans tonight? Break them. This horny slut wants to play. And by play, I don’t mean any of that sweet-loving stuff. I want to end the night a sweaty, cum filled, exhausted whore. So let me tell you how this is going to go. I will invite you over for dinner and drinks and maybe a movie. I will fix dinner – something simple but nice and I will dress sweetly, just for the shock value. We will eat and drink and flirt a little and then we get ready for a movie. I take the remote and press play. It starts with a hottie wearing thigh-highs and little else. And like literally nothing else. You pause and look at me puzzled.
Mistress Phone Sex
You called to set up an appointment, your first you said. Interested in a Mistress to train you? I like my newbies; they are fun and come to me not knowing what will happen to them. You walked in wearing a pair of khakis, a button-down, and loafers. A businessman I could already tell. Sometimes having all that power makes you yearn for complete domination in your deep dark private life. I knew this was going to be fun.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Do you like playing dress up? Or just dressing up, even if you have no fancy place to go? Maybe you want to feel pretty, and be taken care of? Or maybe… you want to be dressed up and made up only to be undressed and played with… Perhaps you’d like to be my dirty little doll for a day…
London 1844-332-2639 ext 439
I have a pervert in my neighborhood. That is obsessed with me. Whenever I step outside he is always there watching. But that is not even the worst part. He is also a peeping tom. It is so hilarious. He has no idea that I have cameras. So I just lay there watching his every move. Thinking to myself I know you’re watching me.
I have an app on my phone. That allows me to see every angle of my home. So the moment he steps foot on my property they begin to record. I have so many videos of him lurking in the dark. He crawls from his yard to mine until he reaches the shrubs surrounding my house.
Then he pops up at my window. Just like a jack in the box. I always make sure that I am dressed really sexy. And I always have my toes showing and painted. Because my cameras also have audio. And one night I heard him saying look at those beautiful toes. (lol) I just lay there with my back turned. Pretending that I don’t know he is there.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Everyone wants to be rewarded for their hard work. Imagine working day after day, while away from home, no breaks, no rest until your job and goal has been met. But what if you had a really awesome boss who knew just what you needed and how to thank you for your time? Maybe they’d want to surprise you and thank you with exactly what you need and have been yearning for.
Continue reading “A hard-working girl for a hard-working man”