Category: roleplay phonesex

Roxy 1(844)332-2639 Ext 414

There’s this one rude client at the club. It’s a very upscale, member’s only gentlemen’s club. So the clientele is wealthy, high profile men. Most of them are confident, quiet, charismatic, and kind. But this one is just an asshole. There’s no way to put it nicely. And the other night he was being extra obnoxious. Then to top it off, he wanted a private dance. I wasn’t feeling it. But it’s my job. And money is money.

Once in a private room, he explained how he caught his wife cheating. I guess that also explained his mood and attitude that night. So I figured he just needed to have some fun to forget for a bit. I began to loosen his tie, rub his shoulders, and rub my tits and ass on him. But he proceeded to talk about his wife and how maybe he should just let her get satisfied by other men. I just continued to try to distract him from all of that. But I guess that rubbed him the wrong way because his rudeness began to escalate. Before I knew it, he was being plain mean. I was so done with this asshole.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Happy May the 4th!  You know what that means!  It’s Star Wars Day!  There are so many ways to celebrate such a fun and fantasy filled day.  What sort of role play would you like to do in celebration?  We could do something extra naughty and a more than a little taboo.  Maybe you’d just like to be your favorite characters that wish would have hooked up in the story line.  The possibilities range from the taboo to the bizarre.  Perhaps you’d like to make sure Jar Jar Binks gets to hook up.  “Me so horny.”  Maybe that sexual tension between Leia and Luke moves past the point of tension and they find some release together.  Star Wars taboo naughtiness!  But today is full of endless fantasy opportunities.

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Carina 1844-332-2639 ext 293

“Mr. Daniels… I swear, I wasn’t trying to distract you.”

I’m sitting on your desk, legs crossed, skirt hiked up just a little too high. My blouse is unbuttoned enough to reveal the lace of my bra — and the way your eyes keep drifting tells me I’m doing exactly what I intended.

You lean back in your chair, arms folded, voice deep. “This isn’t appropriate, Carina.”

I bite my lip, sliding one heel off slowly, letting it drop to the floor.

“I know. But you called me into your office… and I figured maybe you wanted a little one-on-one performance review.”

I shift, just enough to let the hem of my skirt ride up further. No panties. I made sure of that.

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Carina 1844-332-2639 ext 293

The moment you hear my voice, you already know you’re in trouble.

I’m sprawled across the bed in nothing but a tiny lace thong that clings to me like a secret. One hand trails slowly over my skin, tracing every soft curve, every shiver — like I’m performing just for you.

“Mmm… you have no idea what you do to me.”

My breath catches, just enough for you to hear how badly I need it — how badly I need you.

My fingers slide over my breasts, squeezing gently until a soft moan escapes. Then lower… gliding between my thighs… brushing that spot that’s already soaked and throbbing.

I’m not shy about it. I want you to hear every sound I make — every breathy whimper — and know it’s all for you.

“God, I’m so wet already. Are you going to make me beg for it?”

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Kilty Pleasures

Posted 1 month ago by Diana

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Ah the sights and sounds of a Scottish wedding – the bagpipes, the rustle of tartan kilts, the clink of glasses of whisky. And of course, the dashing groom and his handsome hulking groomsmen, all clad in those fetching kilts. Little did I know that I would have a chance encounter with one of these strapping lads and indulge in some kilty pleasures of my own…

It was during the reception, after several drams of the good stuff. I found myself chatting and laughing with Cormac, one of the groomsmen. He was utterly charming, with a brogue that made my knees weak. We snuck off to a quiet corner for some fresh air…and what started as stolen kisses soon turned into heated groping. I couldn’t help but reach under his kilt to feel what he was packing. Oh my, the Scots certainly know how to wear a kilt!

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

My daydreams during lectures are filled with thoughts of feeling a hard, throbbing cock slide deep into my tight 20-year-old pussy. As the professor drones on about some boring topic, my mind drifts to fantasies of getting fucked. Sitting there surrounded by my classmates, I subtly rub my inner thighs together, imagining fingers or a tongue exploring my wet slit.

I cross and uncross my legs, my short skirt riding up my thighs. I make sure to wear the tiniest thongs so I can feel myself getting aroused. Fuck, I’m so horny! All I can think about is a big dick rubbing against my clit, then plunging into my needy cunt. My nipples stiffen under my thin top and I arch my back slightly, pushing my tits out.

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ABDL Babies

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I never knew how much I would love playing with ABDL babies until I was introduced to my first little one. I had a friend who confided in me one day that he loved dressing as a little baby boy.

I’ll admit at first I was a bit confused. But he explained that being dressed up, having naughty fun and then being comforted by a sweet mommy made him so happy and content. He also told me that there were many ABDL babies out in the world looking for a mommy. I was really intrigued so I decided to dive right into the ABDL community.

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Daddy’s Dick

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Anyone who claims they don’t love their daddy’s dick is a total liar. I’m a full-fledged daddy’s girl, and I have been for as long as I can remember. He loves it when I get really dirty with him because I always make sure I please him before myself.

My daddy’s dick is the first one I ever had and the one I still crave the most. We have a lot of hot daddies here at Tomsin too. Especially dominant ones, which are my favourite. I feel so loved with them because when I take care of their cocks, they take care of me in return. They even give me hot toys and make sure that I always have the best time with them, as long as I stay in line. I always do because I love being a good girl.
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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Is this my payback? As if I weren’t already dealing with enough. I get into a car accident. FML. WTF? I can’t let my parents find out. They will be so mad. I feel like they will take my car. I need it and it’s still drivable. But it’s in their name and so is the insurance. I know my parents feel like I’m the worst. My sister and brother never caused them as much stress as I have. So I begged the guy that I hit not to call the cops. He was so mad at me. But he agreed. Because I told him that my parents would take care of everything. I didn’t know what else to do. Now I’m panicked because he’s demanding my parents’ phone number. And he’s saying he’s going to sue me if it doesn’t get taken care of ASAP. I was trying to buy some time. So I told him that my parents wanted to come talk to him. But now he’s expecting my parents. And I’m going to show up alone. I have no idea how I’m going to get myself out of this one.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Howdy guys, I’m back with another wild story from college life. Last weekend, I got London Bridged at this crazy party over at the grad student dorms. I mean, I’m still a sophomore but my friend Lucy’s older sis is in the grad program, so she hooked us up.

The minute we walked in, I was vibing the energy – sick beats, people dancing, beer pong tables set up everywhere. Lucy grabbed us some Natty Lites from the keg stand and we made our way into the crowd. I was feeling hawt in this tiny crop top and booty shorts combo.

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