Sissy Shopping Spree

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I know you love wearing panties but when was the last time you really gave into your desires and had a sissy shopping spree? Because I definitely think you need to do it more often. I love all things lingerie so filling my closet with new, sexy things to wear is the best way to spend the day. So tell me, are you an experienced panty boy or are you one who’s looking for a new mistress?

I adore panties too and I would love to discuss your favorite styles, colors, fabrics, and all of those fun things. I wonder if we have some of the same favorite types. We could totally wear them together on calls. I have a very extensive lingerie closet so I’m sure we have a few of the same panty sets. I guess we’ll find out when you call me, and we get to know each other.

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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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Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

I got a call from Neil around lunchtime on Friday. He was whispering into the phone, and it was really difficult to understand what he was saying until finally he hissed, ” I had an accident. Can you bring me a pair of underwear? Please, Val!” I sighed heavily. The last thing I wanted to do on my Friday was go down to the school to give that naughty boy a pair of his briefs.

I’d been telling his Mother he needed to be in diapers 24/7 due to his reoccurring accidents. However, she said it was just a phase, and he would grow out of it. I wondered if he’d grow out of it a lot quicker if, instead of bringing him briefs, I brought him a pair of his babysitter’s panties.

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Perfect Cock

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Recently I told you about fucking my hot doctor who also happens to have a perfect cock. I was craving it again, so I took a trip to Dr. K’s office a few weeks ago and things got really hot and heavy fast. In my last blog I left you right at the part where he was going to fuck me… Let’s continue shall we?

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  Punishing A Little Theif

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

One year, I had this job at the corner gas station. It was a good gig till I got fired for punishing a little. This lil hoodrat would come through after school, pants hanging lower than his tight little ass. He’d have to hold his belt when he waddled to keep them from falling to the floor.

I knew he was too young to be buying adult beverages but that didn;t stop the slick dick from trying. He would turn on the charm, smile at me, and say, “Just this today, Mrs. Lea.” I’d take it from him and tell him to get, but one day, he got real brave.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

Don’t we all love a good playlist? In general, but a good sex playlist? That’s all you really need to set the mood most of the time. Screwing without music is so boring. I know that most of you can agree! So I thought I would give you some of my faves that I add in to most of my sex playlists. And I will try not to think of the fact that I will sound like a female Patrick Bateman. From now on I am Patty Bateman. Creative, I know. Anyway, lets get started. You’re itching to know the juicy details by now.

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Burglary

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

I’d cased the house for weeks. It was a giant three-story monster of a home, just screaming for a break-in, but it wasn’t just the house in need of burglary; the man of the house was a fine piece of ass. My dick throbbed against my tight black yoga pants as I waited for the last of the lights to go out.

The night was as dark as the mask I wore over my face. I tugged it down over my chin when the bedroom light faded to nothing. Then, stepping out of my car, I heaved the coil of rope onto my shoulder. My whole body was pulsing with wild excitement. I was about to pull off my most fulfilling burglary yet!

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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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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

He stood at the dark window, scowling at the freshly falling snow outside. I slipped up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. My hands rubbed his bare chest and pulled his hard body back against my soft chest. My lips brushed lightly against the back of his neck. “Snow, in the last week of March,” the last words of his sentence were echoed inside of the glass in his hand as he drained the last of the amber-colored liquid.

“Come to bed,” I snickered, placing light kisses across his shoulder. He scoffed, not at me but at the winter wonderland outside, and didn’t budge, as if the heat of his glaring would melt the offending white stuff before it had a chance to stick.

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Flushed And Cleaned Out For Service

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Humans use robots for all the jobs they don’t want to do. That’s why I was recently hired at Sex Club as the Enema Girl. It’s my job to get the sissies flushed and cleaned out for service every time they come in. I was shocked on my first night when I arrived; the line for Enemas was out the door!

“Hurry up and get those sluts ready! The clients are waiting!” My boss demanded. I put down my bag and washed my hands like I was going in for surgery. Then, I put on some latex gloves and prepped the prepackaged saline bag. It would hang from an IV pole and hook at the top like any other IV; only this would be for the Sissy’s pussi, not their veins.

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