Category: roleplay phonesex

Sneaky Panty Sniffer

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I swear this is the last time I better catch you going into my room you sneaky panty sniffer! Like usual I knew someone was sneaking into my room, sniffing and then shooting loads in my dirty panties. I can always tell! But, I had no idea it was you.

Now that I’ve caught you in my panty drawer, you sneaky panty sniffer, there’s no denying it on your part. Especially since I took pictures of you sniffing them when you weren’t looking. I wonder who I should send them to…?

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Cum Vampire

Posted 4 weeks ago by Diana

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I never imagined my life would take such a drastic turn when that mysterious, brooding stranger bit my neck under the moonlit alleyway. As his fangs pierced my skin, an extraordinary sensation coursed through my veins, awakening a primal desire I had never known existed. That was the night I became a cum vampire.

From that fateful night forward, I was consumed by an insatiable hunger, not for the crimson elixir of the undead, but for something far more… human. Sometimes I wondered if the biting was more than just a feeding, if it was an erotic gift from beyond the grave, a curse and a blessing all in one.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Holy hell you guys! A group of friends and I decided to check out the new haunted house attraction in town. The lines were crazy long, but we finally made it inside, ready to scream our lungs out. What we didn’t expect was to end up in an orgy with the “ghosts”.

As we navigated the dimly lit corridors, a creepy but good-looking guy in a ghoulish mask grabbed me, pulling me into a darkened room. Before I could protest, two other actors, both insanely muscular and ridiculously handsome, emerged from the shadows. They ripped off their masks, revealing chiseled features and hungry gazes.

In a flash, their hands were all over me, groping my breasts, squeezing my ass, and rubbing against my clit through my jeans. I was shocked, but my body was already responding, my nipples hardening beneath the fabric of my shirt. The three of them looked at each other, then back at me, and I knew I was completely at their mercy.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

There we were.  All the Candy Girls together enjoy game night.  When suddenly, an incredibly foul smell filled the room.  “Ewww!” Everyone exclaimed together.  “What is that smell?” But I knew what that smell was with in two deep sniffs.  “Oh no!  Mr. Stinky Pampers has found his way into our game night!” I exclaimed.  As I looked around at all the wrinkles noses, I just knew I had to tackle the icky Pamper that was hidden in the room somewhere.

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witch sex

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

It was Hallowe’en night. Outside, the mortal world celebrated with plastic masks and cheap candy. But I craved a real thrill, a true terror. I had spent seven Hallowe’ens trying to communicate with spirits, but to no avail. Tonight, I wasn’t summoning a familiar; I was calling something hungry from the deepest trench of the underworld.

My voice, raw and aching, delivered the final incantation: “Come, Shade of the Forgotten. Taste me, for I am willing.” The candles—tallow dipped in fat—did not flicker. They simply vanished, plunging the room into absolute, freezing darkness. Then, almost instantly, he materialized. He wasn’t a sheet or a spectral mist. He was the perfect, sculpted embodiment of shadow, a man stitched together from cosmic cold and palpable malevolence.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I was up bright and early, decorating for the Halloween party when I heard a very light knock on the door. Who could it be this early, I wondered. I peeked out and saw that it was the tailor’s son. He was delivering my Halloween costume. I was so excited when I opened the door that I must have scared the poor boy. He’s very shy and soft spoken. I felt bad and apologized. He declined a tip and scurried away. I just couldn’t wait to try my costume on, and it fit perfectly.

It was definitely the biggest turn out we’ve ever had. We had been inviting so many people that we didn’t even know who most of them were under their masks. But everyone was having a great time. So great that we were running low on spirits. I could tell that the bartender was looking for the barback to replenish the bar. But the barback was overwhelmed. So I decided to run and grab some myself. I headed downstairs and down the dark hall to the storage room. As I approached the door, I felt as if someone was following me. I turned around and saw him.

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ABDLS Prefer Cocks

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

Most people assume that ABDLS love bottles, but not mine. My ABDLS prefer cocks over bottles any day of the week. What about you? I think it’s time for you to be honest with me, do you prefer bottles or big boy cocks?

I know that all of you ABDL phone sex babies love sucking on your pacifiers, bottles and my nipples, but I think it’s time that you graduated to something a little kinkier.

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Who Was He?

Posted 1 month ago by Roxy

Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

Who was he? I had to know. He was so mysterious. I had never seen him at the club before. He must be a brand new member, I thought to myself. I was so intrigued. He was sitting in a back corner. It was really dark. I couldn’t even really see his face. All I could really see was a figure. I could tell that he was very well dressed in a nice suit. But I couldn’t even tell what color it was. Why was I so drawn to him? That usually doesn’t happen. We have so many well dressed, charismatic, charming, distinguished members. It’s very rare for me to feel this way about any of them. He was making me feel so tingly all over. As I danced, I kept staring, just hoping to get a good glimpse of him. I was so into the dance and feeling so good. Then I slipped deep into fantasy. I was fantasizing about giving him a private dance. Feeling his hard cock against my ass through those exquisite, wool/silk blend slacks made me so wet. I reached down to play with my pussy with one hand….

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I first laid eyes on him at that trendy art bar downtown. He was standing across the room, his sculpted features illuminated by the urban glow, and I felt an instant jolt to my core.

“Hi there, I’m Diana,” I purred, extending a hand adorned with a sapphire ring that flashed under the strobe lights. His warm, calloused palm enveloped mine, sending a thrill up my arm.

“I’m Ryder,” he replied, his voice low and gravelly, sending a shiver down my spine. We stood there, locked in a charged gaze, as the room around us melted away.

Without another word, we made our way to the coat check, fingers intertwining the whole time. In the dim, cramped space, he crowded me against the wall, hands roaming over my curves with a newfound hunger. “I want you,” he growled, claiming my lips in a fierce, demanding kiss.

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wetting in public

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I was just minding my own business, while trying to navigate the bustling aisles of the local superstore. Which, let’s be honest, is already a comedic goldmine on any given day. My basket was precariously stacked with various impulse buys when I noticed a dude a few feet ahead of me acting a little…uh…shifty.

He was wearing these beige cargo shorts. In hindsight, they didn’t exactly help camouflage the emerging situation. He kept adjusting his stance, almost like he was doing a subtle, internal dance battle with himself. I initially just thought he had a really itchy butt. Or was perhaps auditioning for a very niche interpretive dance troupe in the cereal aisle. But then I spotted a distinct, darkening patch at the front of his shorts.

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