Category: phone sex blog

Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

I rolled over and lightly touched the screen of my phone. It was after 2am and I couldn’t believe I was awake at this hour. I yawned rolling back over towards the center of the bed. I settled there allowing myself random thoughts as I closed my eyes. I could feel myself start to drift off, the foggy but consciously soothing moment between being awake and that restful sleep.  

The mattress sank slightly; I opened my eyes. I could feel the mattress sink but I saw no one there. Which was fairly obvious since I lived alone, and I was only just drifting off to sleep. I didn’t move but my eyes stayed focused. Nothing, through the dark I saw only my pillows and sheets.  

I closed my eyes and I felt myself drift off quicker this time. All of a sudden, a kiss, a real kiss to my lips. I giggled, dreaming, I am dreaming and it’s a nice one. Then a deeper kiss yet soft and gentle. I felt groggy I started to awaken some when more kisses. My cheeks my chin then back to my mouth. 

Continue reading “Paranormal (Ghost Cock)” →

Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

He was a regular with an idea. He recommended me to his friend; told him I would do anything sexual for money. Which was partly true. His friend only wanted one thing in particular. Anal sex. 

We discussed it over the phone, I made it known that his request was totally fine with me but deep down I knew I needed to prepare. I rarely did anal and it was something I charged a little extra for.  

We planned it, I told him some excuse about being busy so that I would have time to prepare myself. I used my butt plug throughout the week, I wanted to be sure I could take him, whatever his cock size may be.  

The day of I bent over in front of the mirror and took some photos of my ass. M was definitely an assman and requested the pics. After that I used my dildo to fuck my ass just to be sure. Felt awesome but I was nervous.  

Continue reading “Escort Excerpts: Backdoor Double Dip” →

In Miami

Posted 2 months ago by Writer

bethany130.jpg (400×600)

1844-33-2639 ext 260

A couple weeks ago, my girlfriends and I took a girls trip to Miami. We had been planning this trip for months. I have never been and my friend Izzy said it was so much fun!  Feeling my toes in the sand, the beautiful sunsets, and the gorgeous beach was a dream come true. We went to a local night cub our second to last night. It was a Jamaican spot, with great vibes, loud music, and the most delicious food I have ever had. We were surrounded by 6’4 Jamaican / Dominican men who were all build like a tank. Solid muscle, with perfect six pack abs. These men were beautiful. One guy caught my attention, I could tell he was checking my friends and I out.  He walked over to our table, and asked if him and his friends could buy us a drink.

Continue reading “In Miami” →

 

What Lurks At Night

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Like a whisper of the wind, you can almost convince yourself it’s nothing. The way it prickles along your skin is like a warning sign of danger to come. Try as you might, you can’t shake off what lurks at night.

A sensual demon slipped through your subconscious as you slept. Feeding you lustful thoughts you are ashamed of. Images of the young. The supple. The forbidden. You hate how hard it makes your cock, but you tell yourself, “It’s just a dream.” Remember what they say? What’s done in the dark always comes to light.

Continue reading “What Lurks At Night” →

Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My professor’s wife came into work last weekend. She told me that she needed to talk to me. I told her that we had nothing to talk about. But then she started to raise her voice. I didn’t want her to cause a scene. I had already sacrificed enough to keep this job. I wasn’t about to let her screw it up for me. I knew that she was a very vindictive woman. If I didn’t do what she said, she would try to ruin my life. So I agreed to meet with her.

The next day I went over to her house. She was alone. There was something different about her. A side of her I had never seen. Sweeter and softer. Suddenly I saw what he must have seen in her all those years ago. There was actually kindness in her eyes. It made me wonder what she had to tell me. I started to worry that it was something serious. But then she told me. She told me that she can’t stop thinking about me no matter how hard she tries. And that she has overpowering feelings for me. I never could’ve imagined her feeling like that.

Continue reading “My Professor’s Wife Came Into Work” →

grocery

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna had to stock up on some things. She didn’t have anyone to watch her naughty boy, so she told him that he had to come with her, but she made him promise he would behave or else she wouldn’t take him anywhere ever again. Her Naughty boy nodded yes and off they went.

Continue reading “Mommy Anna goes to the Grocery Store with her Naughty Boy” →

His Sole Purpose

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

The sole purpose of a pet is to bring me comfort and joy. So it didn’t matter to me if Peter was busy or relaxing. I was horny, and that meant he had a job to do. Sauntering through the house, completely naked, I looked for my little pet. I didn’t call out to him; he’d be easy enough to find. The dotting little mutt never wandered far from me.

The kitchen tile felt cool on my bare feet as I padded through toward the living room. Just as I suspected, Peter was stretched out on the floor with a throw pillow from the couch propping up his head. He loved to lie on the floor. He said it reminded him of his place. My cute little pet was doomscrolling on his phone with his earbuds in. He didn’t look up to taggle his tail or make any acknowledgment of my presence, so he must not have heard me enter.

Continue reading “His Sole Purpose” →

groupie Jamie ext 461

I smoothed down the frayed hem of my cutoff shorts, letting my fingers linger on the tattered band patch sewn onto them. Another city, another arena, another high that pulsed through me like the bass line thrumming through the floor. I wasn’t some starry-eyed fan at the barricade; I was part of the chaos, an honorary member of the circus.

My life was a blur of tour buses, grimy green rooms, and the fleeting intimacy of late-night hotel rooms. Some girls want the ring, the white picket fence. Me? I want the next gig, the next scream from the crowd, the next chance to lose myself in the primal rhythm of a live show.

Continue reading “the tattered band patch” →

family fun blog

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Jason, I have to tell you something,” I say, nervously. He looks at me, his blue eyes wide with surprise. “What is it, Amber? I take a deep breath, mustering up the courage to say what I’ve been wanting to say for years. “I’ve always had a crush on you. And I know we’re cousins, but I can’t keep it inside anymore.”

Jason’s face turns bright red, and for a moment, I think he’s going to protest. But then, something shifts in his expression. He looks at me with a hunger that takes my breath away. “Fuck, Amber,” he says, his voice thick with desire. Before you know it, he’s on top of me, his lips pressed roughly against mine. I moan into his mouth as his hands roam my tight little body, roughly groping my breasts and ass before lefiting my skirt and plunging two fingers into my asshole.

Continue reading “Cousin Jason Phone Sex” →

Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

It was simple, blowjobs, no penetration at all. I would see him quite often. A regular, no real conversation. Which I preferred from clients. So he was definitely one of my favorites. He would come by and it was mainly his show. He would connect his phone to my speaker and play his choice of music while I sucked his cock. He would play different kinds of genres of music.

I found this to be very enjoyable because I never knew what he would choose. Adult contemporary, Rock, R&B, Classical… Etc… 

He was a total night owl so I would leave the door unlocked and encourage him to help himself in. He had been a client for a bit now, showing up super late in the night. I had no clue if this was because of his work or something. We never spoke on this level and he never disclosed it. I would snooze some or watch a movie or doze off nights I knew I would see him.  

It was after 3am when he showed up, I was fast asleep. He woke me, gently nudging me, I immediately woke up.

Continue reading “Escort Excerpts: Night Owl BJ’s” →