Category: roleplay phonesex

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

Candy Girl Trivia Game Night Tonight!!! Let’s see who knows us best! The questions will be quite simple. All you have to do is study our bios. The answers are all there. There will be twenty two questions. One for each Candy Girl. All you have to do is be the first one to answer with the correct Candy Girl’s name and you get the point. The person with the most points that has not already won a game this month will be the winner. And the winner gets a FREE 15 minute call with the Candy Girl of their choice. But you must choose a Candy Girl that is also participating in the game.

Look over the Candy Girl’s bios to prepare for the game. And I’m sure you will learn things that you never knew before. Learn more about each Candy Girl, our specialties, or shall I say Specialtease? Find out what our favorite roleplays, fetishes, and fantasies are. But you will probably be so horny by the time the game starts. You’ll be a bunch of hard, dripping cocks. Just be careful because we all know you guys can only think with one head at a time.

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Wiener Party!

Posted 6 days ago by Diana

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

You ever go to a Memorial Day BBQ and it turns into a real WIENER PARTY? The smell of burgers and hotdogs wafting through the air. I was a little tipsy from rose and my sundress was clinging to my curves. “I’m going to grab another bottle for us,” I called out to my friends as I headed into the garage, desperate for a moment of shade.

The garage was cool and dim, the treadmill and weights lined up against the walls. I made my way to the fridge in the corner, bending down to rifle through for another cold one. Suddenly, I heard the door click shut behind me. I turned around and nearly dropped the bottle when I saw who it was.

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Hot Holiday Weekend

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I know this weekend is a long one for Americans, but I had a hot holiday weekend of my own recently. Canadians celebrate some holidays that Americans don’t have. For example, last weekend was the Victoria Day weekend for us. Or what most of us call the May 2-4 weekend. We celebrate by going to the cottage and letting loose. I usually spend it naked, but I can’t speak for every Canadian haha. It’s our unofficial start of the summer and last weekend was a HOT one for me!
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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Mr. Davenport was different. He wasn’t aggressive or demanding, just quietly eccentric, with a glint of mischievousness in his eyes. This was my first session with him, and already, I felt a knot of nervous anticipation in my stomach. “First things first,” he’d said, his voice a low rumble. “The pantyhose.”

I raised an eyebrow, but didn’t object. Black pantyhose were hardly the strangest request I’d received. I slipped them on in the small, cluttered bathroom, the nylon cool against my skin. When I emerged, he was sitting in a plush armchair, a stopwatch in his hand. “And now, my dear, something sticky. From your pantry, anything will do.” My pantry was a chaotic testament to my haphazard cooking habits. I rummaged through jars and cans, finally grabbing a bottle of honey. It felt cliché, but undeniably, honey reeked of stickiness.

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He was a soldier

Posted 1 week ago by Amber

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

He was standing on the corner, bathed in the warm glow spilling from O’Malley’s Pub. He was a soldier, I could tell from the crisp cut of his hair and the easy confidence in his stance, surrounded by a boisterous group of his comrades. His eyes met mine, and the noise of the pub seemed to fade into a dull hum. He simply stared, a magnetic pull drawing me in.

He broke away from his friends, a sheepish grin on his face. “Ma’am,” he said, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down my spine. “I couldn’t help but notice you. Are you headed home? Mind if I walk with you?” I hesitated. The walk was short, only a few blocks. But the man exuded a raw energy that both intrigued and frightened me. “That’s kind of you,” I said. “But it’s really not necessary.”

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

This particular night was the roleplay that broke him. He came in cocky. Hands in his pockets, pretending he was in control. I told him to sit. He hesitated. Wrong move. “I said sit!!” My voice sliced through the room like silk over steel. He obeyed. Slowly. I smiled. Good boy.

He wanted to “try something different,” something taboo. I told him I had a fantasy—and tonight, he’d play the part. He didn’t ask questions. That was mistake number two.

I walked around him in stilettos, slow and deliberate, dragging my fingernails across the back of his neck. “Tonight, I’m not your girl. I’m your instructor. And you’re going to learn how to please me properly. You’ve been slacking in your performance… and now, you’re staying after hours.” His breath hitched. His pants tightened. I grabbed his chin and made him look at me.
“I grade on obedience. And right now, you’re failing.” I tied his wrists behind the chair with my silk scarf, slid my thigh over his lap, and whispered all the filthy things he’d have to do to earn extra credit. I traced my tongue along his ear, then slapped his cheek. Gently. Enough to make his Continue reading “The Roleplay That Broke Him” →

Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I was minding my own business at my new job and guess who came in. My professor and his wife. Long story short, they gave me a big tip to go back to their place when I got off work. With much trepidation, I decided to just do it. I didn’t want them to cause any issues to jeopardize my new job. Plus, I needed the money.

When I arrived, my professor answered the door which was out of the ordinary. Then he sent me back to their room. When I walked in, there she was. She was wearing black leather short shorts, bustier, and thigh high boots. And she of course had her whip. My heart dropped because I didn’t know what was going to happen. They were both acting different than usual. She told me to strip down or she’d rip my clothes off. So I did as I was told. Then she said “Tonight it’s my turn with Little Rachel.” I hadn’t seen that coming. And to be honest, I was scared of what she had in mind. She walked over to the drawer and grabbed some handcuffs and a strap on dildo.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Let me tell you about the time I had to save Amber (unknowingly) from a Manticore.

Amber called me and asked me if I could come over to her house to help her with an emergency situation.  Of course, being a good friend and all, I immediately headed over there.  She met me at the door and grabbed my arm yanking me into her house and slamming the door.  “Hurry, follow me to the basement.” Amber said frantically.  I followed her down the stairs and looked around.  I didn’t see anything serious immediately.  But I knew she wouldn’t call for nothing.  Amber led me over to one of the walls which strangly had manacles dangling from the wall.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

The moment I walked out of my last final exam, I knew – it was time to party! No more studying, no more stress, no more responsibility. Just a wild summer of non-stop debauchery. And like any self-respecting co-ed slut, I planned to start by getting absolutely fucked silly by the hottest college hunks on campus.

I sauntered into the biggest party of the year, my tight little minidress leaving nothing to the imagination. Every pair of eyes turned my way as I made my entrance. The bass pulsed through my core, making my swollen pussy lips quiver with anticipation.

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Crossdresser Caught In My Closet

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

My roommate decided to throw a house party. She promised it would be like ten people max, but the house was crowded when I got home from work. Loud punk music played through the speakers, and before I could even push through the door, I had to shove through a cloud of stoner smoke. To say I was angry was an understatement. Finding her through the horde of people would have been impossible, so I stomped my way up to my room.

Honestly, I half expected to walk into some random couple fucking on my poor bed but to my surprise, my bedroom door was shut and it was quiet on the other side. I flicked the lock and threw down my things. Annoyed and exhausted, I moved to my closet so I could get out of my work clothes and at least be comfortable, but to my surprise, there was a crossdresser in my closet!

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