Category: phonesex therapy

Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

One of my best friends is a very successful real estate agent. She had been telling me about a high profile client that was interested in a multi million dollar listing. It would be her biggest sale yet. But she had gotten word that he was also looking at another listing and she was nervous. When the day came to show the property, she had a horrible migraine. She told me that she had to make this sale no matter what. I was going to have to go show the property. But since I wasn’t licensed, I would have to act like I was her. I was mortified. But I wanted so badly to help her. I didn’t have time to study the property or look over notes. I just had to get there in time for the showing.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Hello all my sexy and pervy Candy Girl lovers. I’m hosting my very first game night this coming Wednesday, October 23 at 9 pm EDT and you could win a FREE 15-minute call with a Candy Girl!

Halloween is my favorite holiday so my game night will have a trick or treat theme to tempt and tease you for an about an hour on game night! I’m going to send you on a very delicious scavenger hunt for information on the Phonesex Candy website and the girls’ bios. Either from memory because you’re totally obsessed with one of us lovelies, or because you are are a very quick with those typing fingers, join us for a fun night of getting to know the best PSO’s around.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Derek wants more. So I’m showing his wife, Rebekah, how to suck his cock. She never has, after all these years. He’s been so deprived of so many sexual desires and fantasies. So I’ve been fulfilling them one by one. It’s extremely satisfying and stimulating for me. And he can’t get enough. I think we’re hooked… on each other and this thing we have. So I’m really enjoying showing her how enjoyable it can be to suck on it and feel it get hard inside your mouth and throat. He grabs the back of my head and pulls it in to get as far in as he possibly can. He begins to tremble, and I know he’s close. So I pulled away. I left him gasping and throbbing. But it’s her turn. I could tell she was nervous. So I decided to stay and help her. She kneeled beside me. I took her hand and put it around her husband’s hard cock. I asked her if she could feel how hard he was for her and if she could feel how wet that made her. By the look in her eyes, I had my answer.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I suppose there is a time and place for soft and gentle, but I prefer it rough. I want to feel it in my body days after we’ve fucked. Pound the fuck out of me. That’s how I want it.

When I’m on my hands and knees, doggy style, you can smack my ass as hard as you want. Leave handprints all over my perfect round peach.

Grip my hips and pull me roughly into your body. Use my pussy for your cock’s pleasure, hard and fast. Jackhammer my hole to make your prick feel good.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“A man does indeed have needs, and you deserve to have those needs met” I assure Derek. He seems a bit nervous today, so I ask him why. He confesses that he’s been thinking about something taboo that he’s a little bit embarrassed to admit. I remind him that he has no reason to feel embarrassed. He then tells me that he has a reoccurring fantasy that he just can’t shake, no matter how hard he tries. “I just can’t stop wondering what it would feel like to put my hard cock inside of a very tight little asshole. And I also wonder what it would feel like to have something put into my asshole.”  Excited by the thought, I let him know that he’s going to get what he desires. While instructing him to take off his clothes, I grab my bag and pull out my dildo. I drip some oil on it as he watches me. His cock is rock hard and dripping precum. I’m scared to make him cum too fast. So I figure that I should take it slow. I lay down on the couch and pull my legs up to my chest.

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Diana  1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I just can’t get the idea of three cocks filling every single one of my wet and ready holes out of my head!  It’s a reoccurring fantasy. I want to be completely full of dick. Stretched and filled. Cumming over and over again.

Of course, I’d want to start by pleasuring each hard rod with my mouth. I want to feel each prick grow and throb in my mouth. It makes my clit throb,  knowing that I’m responsible for making them grow and pulse. My hungry little mouth is just the appetizer.

While I continue to work two cocks with my mouth and hands, it’s time for a rod to explore another hole on our way to the trifecta! I bend over, still gobbling the other two orally and eagerly anticipate that exquisite feeling of a hard cock sliding into my wet and waiting pussy.

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Juicy Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Tonight is my friend’s art exhibit so I’m headed to the art gallery now. I can’t wait see all of her work on display at such an elegant event. I’m beyond proud of her! When I arrive I’m surprised to see that it’s bigger than I’d ever imagined, complete with red carpet, news media, and paparazzi. I’m glad I chose an elegant, sexy, black cocktail dress. It’s a spaghetti strap, slit up the side, exposing my leg and black strappy heels that wrap up my calves.

I make my way in and I’m blown away by her work and the amount of people that are here. My heart stops as the sexiest man I’ve ever seen makes a grand entrance. His black suit fits his perfectly chiseled body like a glove. Everyone seems to know him or at least who he is. All eyes are on him as he makes eye contact, waves, shakes hands, and flashes that million dollar smile. Wow! Who is this man? His eyes meet mine. Did he see me staring? Our eyes are  now locked on each other’s. Without a blink, he grabs two glasses of champagne from the maître d’s tray and heads my way.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It’s been such a long day at the office. The life of a sex therapist can be draining and exhilarating all at once. But the problem is that I think I might be falling for one of my patients. I’ve been trying to fight the feeling for so long. I thought it would subside over time but it’s actually gotten more intense. I’ve been his therapist for almost two years now. Of course I absolutely can’t let him know. He just left. It was my last session of the day. It got me so hot and horny that I’m trying to cool down before I head out.

I’m sitting on the packed shuttle that’s taking me to my car. My mind starts to wander back to our session and our many conversations. He’s in a loveless marriage but he can’t leave because of their intermingled finances and businesses. She won’t even let him touch her and his top love language is physical touch. He’s so lonely and starved for love, attention, and affection. So he comes to me so I can help him find ways to fulfill his needs. He’s shy when it comes to talking to women about his

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SAWYER 1-844-33-CANDY ext. 455

 

My competitive nature makes me one to never turn down a challenge. I will try anything once. People may underestimate the punch that I pack. You will never believe what these guys wanted me to do, thinking it be a good laugh and I would be playing my part as the dumb, worthless, slut girl. Well, well, well.. Were they serious? “Cum on!” i thought. They cant be serious

It was all set up for Friday night, at a pool party at a hotel on the strip. The night was perfect! The weather was warm,  but not humid, and no rain in sight. I got there fashionably late to leave them in suspense whether I flaked out or not. Jaws dropped  when I walked in. I was wearing a long, black trench coat, which also dropped to the floor when I came in. On my stomach was my tattoo, which would be used as the “bulls eye” for tonight’s endeavors. “Cum one, cum all, Let the games begin,” I said mischievously and took my place  upside down, against a wall.  I’ve done hand stands since I was a little girl, this is nothing. Continue reading “Steady, Aim, Cum” →

Dance With Me In The Kitchen

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Everything has been so serious lately. Work, friends, and life, in general, feels tense, and everyone is stressed. I use the kitchen as an escape. I turn on music and let the tension shake loose from my body as I rock and sway.

Chopping fresh veggies and melting thick, savory butter in a scalding pan while waltzing from the stovetop to the sink and twirling to the refrigerator. It’s a silly, seductive dance that you get pulled into as soon as you enter the kitchen. Dance with me and forget the stress of the world.

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