Category: phonesex

Spring is in the air!

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It doesn’t take much to make your tongue wag, but I don’t take any chances when it comes to spring break.  A very red, g-string style bikini is sure to catch your eye. Red lips and dark eyes behind my oversized sunglasses, a white hat, and white heels – tall, six-inch heels – complete my look. I pick a pool lounger directly across from you. There’s no way you can miss me. I tan in a unique manner.  Legs slightly spread, on my back, one knee bent up, the heel really making everything pop and stand out. Oh, and my back is tilted up on the lounger at 45 degrees so I can watch you from behind the sunglasses. You can barely take your eyes off me, especially that little hint of fabric covering my otherwise exposed pussy as my legs slide open an inch more here, two inches there.

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Blue balls

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Sitting in front of his computer at work, dick in hand, he stroked. Hig blue balls tensing; he’d been edging for hours now. The pornstar playing on the screen looked nothing like his little wife at home. She was filthy; precum smeared all over her pretty face. His wife would never do something like that. She was too proper to be the cum slut he desired.

Hunched forward as he stroked himself closer and closer to orgasm. A groan shifted out of his chest; just a few more strokes and he’d feel the release he was craving. Instead of achieving the orgasm, he’d hoped for, his proper wife breezed into his office door.

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Attention

Posted 2 years ago by Writer

There are a few things you just should not do. First don’t funk with my heart. Next, do not waste my time. Also, don’t think you will get me easily. Most of all do not forget I am an attention whore. Like yes all eyes on me, I mean there is no one else you will find remotely close to me. You will look high, you will look low. Looking over there, looking everywhere you go. Searching in those dark dark spaces, searching through the countless faces.

Still you won’t find an other like me. Next I will be consuming your every thoughts,  taking over your dreams. After that, I will be stuck in your head as you so desperately try to feel the empty void by looking through all my photos.  Reading our messages between each other. My voice replaying over in your head as you try to sleep. Continue reading “Attention” →

Daddy’s friends love when they come over to watch the game or play poker with Daddy.  That’s because they have a dirty little secret.  Of course, that filthy naughty secret is yours truly.  Daddy thinks I’m his sweet and innocent little girl.  But his friends know a totally different side of me.  The kinky sexy side of me that I hide from Daddy so he thinks I’m his perfect girl.  Recently, Daddy had his boss over for a dinner.  Daddy’s boss is no different than any of this other friends.  All I had to do was flash my perky tits at him and pout my lips and soon I had him wrapped completely around my little finger.

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tall brunette in black thigh highs

Divine Mistress Vada

Hush little paypig, don’t tell your wife. Greedy paypiggie, read Part One HERE

“Shut your mouth,” I tell you. Your heart sinks, you fucked up and now? No cock for you! So, you shut it.

“Look at me. Are we going to listen?” Your eyes race from the floor – where they remain at ALL TIMES unless I’ve said otherwise – up to my beautiful face. I’m staring at you, causing you to stammer your reply, “…yes, I – yes Mistress.”

“Good. Now, open your mouth.” You return your eyes to their place on the floor and obey, being careful not to

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Candy Girl

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Being a candy girl slut is something that I feel I was born to be. And I know it’s taboo to call yourself a slut but if you love who you are then who cares?! I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t ready and willing to get fucked. That’s why I’m so excited to be the candy girl of the week here at Tomsin! Hopefully it means that I’ll get to know a lot of you guys even better than I do now…

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

How many times a week would you say you masturbate? 12? 15? Would it be easier to count how many times a day you jerk your little pickle? What is the deal with that, anyway? Can you not get a woman to touch it? What about you is so awkward or off-putting that you can’t get laid? Look, everyone struggles; I get that. I am not here to judge that, at least. But if you want me to be the one that breaks your streak of not getting laid, you had better be prepared for the consequences.

You think, looking at the divine Goddess that stands before you, that you can fuck me? You are right. You absolutely can. However, in return, I demand recompense. You will pay for your transgressions before the Goddess with the only things you have to offer. First, I demand your cum. All of it.

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S.W.A.K

Posted 2 years ago by Francie

S.W.A.K

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Do you remember when you started writing your first love notes? How you’d spill your secrets with ink, confident no one but the intended eyes would read them. Did you scribble “S.W.A.K” on the back, or was that something just girls did? Do you remember what it stood for?

Sealed With a kiss. Your confession of love and lust may have been sealed with a press of your lips to the envelope, but I hate to tell you the girl you sent it with shared your words. Even then, you were nothing but a laughing stock to women.

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losers

Entertaining losers. What, me, entertain a loser? No, no, no. I’m talking about an entertaining loser. Someone for me to toy with, an amusement, a disposable and forgettable simp. I’m talking about you.

You, with the boring haircut, the shirt and slacks combo that screams retail associate, the dull shoes, and the used car. Yes you, with the pull-out couch in moms basement. You, who thought it would be a smart idea to go out tonight and try talking to a hot girl like me? Because mom encouraged you. How cute.

I shouldn’t be so hard on your mom, if she did a better job preparing you for life I’d have to find my kicks someplace else tonight, but what were you thinking mom? If your baby boy was the last male alive with a million women surrounding him spread legged the species would be done in a month.

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Paris spring cleans in the nudeIt is that time of year again. When the winter hibernation comes to a halt, and some serious deep spring cleaning begins. I decide to put on this super skimpy, slutty little maid outfit to look extra delicious for my girlfriend. Like always I have my earbuds in jamming out to music, cleaning the room and to my surprise I felt a nice hard smack on my ass. I jumped around thinking it was my girlfriend. It wasn’t her, instead it was her step-brother.

“What the hell do you think your doing?” I asked very upset that it was him. Some how he knew I was picking up the place and came over to see if I needed help. Which I did so I let him stay. I could feel his eyes burning into me as I kept focused and going through our room. He’s always made me nervous, never would I admit to my girl that I think her step-brother is a sexy beast.

While I was struggling trying to move this heavy dresser he finally moved it very swiftly and I fell on the floor. Landing right on my but with my legs spread open. Of course I wasn’t wearing any underwear.

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