Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244
Finally! It’s FUCK ME Friday! I’ve waited all week to get my chance to jump into the phonesexcandy playroom and see all the boytoys willin to pound Big Mama’s fulla cum. My big, black, beautiful body is ready to be worshipped and I know that room is fulla little subby worms who wanna slather me in baby oil and get crushed by my mega tits.
Are you ready ta fuck Big Mama?
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.
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Like any other day, you leave work and walk toward your car. Another long night means a dark parking lot, but you’re unafraid. You’ve never had to worry about being a victim before, and it leaves you vulnerable. The street lights in the back of the lot are off, and your nose is too buried in your phone for you to see the hulking shadow approaching. Reels play loudly in your earbuds, and just before you reach for the driver’s door, a large hand is clapped over your face.
The soft, damp cloth over your nose is odorless but not harmless. As quickly as you inhale to gasp for help, your vision blurs, and your body sags. Dropping you into the arms of the massive stranger. Is what’s about to happen to you your worst nightmare or a fantasy come true?
Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220
“I need a teen like you to show me how to be a real slut!” I just had to roll my eyes, how do these girlies not know how to be a slut already? I mean it is so easy to go on a cock sucking rampage. But she was willing to listen, so I decided to be her little slut teacher. Firstly, we had to get her into a good outfit. Her clitty made her skirts look even more provacative than they would on me, so she was winning there! Thigh highs were obviously added, they make anyone look just that much sexier.
Mercedes 844-33-CANDY Ext 423
I knew you were weak when I first met you. You were so eager to please me, to do anything to get in my pants. And now, I finally have you right where I want you: on your knees, begging for my cock. You have it in your head that it’s my pussy you’ll finally be tasting… but you won’t be getting that tonight. Oh no, I have something much better in store for you. I pick up the strap-on I bought earlier today, the one with the thick, veiny dildo attached to it. I slip it on and adjust it, making sure it’s just right.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
My Boss called me into his office and asked me to shut the door. I hadn’t been his secretary for long, so I was pretty nervous I’d made some kind of mistake. I sat across from him and crossed my legs. The tight pencil skirt I wore rode up a bit to show off the lace tops of my thigh-high stockings. I called you in here today to discuss your wardrobe.” He stated with a bit of a growl. “The way you dress is a serious distraction. I mean, Kayla, you are obviously a beautiful girl, but wearing such tight skirts and shirts isn’t helping anyone around here be productive.”
“Well, that isn’t very fair.” I lifted my chin as I replied boldly. “You walk around the office looking sexy as fuck in that suit and bossing everyone around the way you do. It constantly makes my panties wet, but I’m still able to do my job. I don’t think the problem is me; I think you just can’t handle yourself.” I smirked as his nostrils flared and flicked the top button on my blouse to give him a better view of my swelling cleavage. I’d say I successfully turned the tables on his plan.
Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410
He kneeled blindfolded with his hands behind his back on my dorm room floor. “Bounce bitch.” I barked as I buckled the thicker strap-on harness over my hips. The tall, pink dildo impaled in his ass was still mostly visible. Lazy fucking loser.
I stomped over and pushed down hard on his shoulders. A strangled whine exploded from his lips as the dildo filled him. I giggled as his tied-up cock flexed under the tightly tied red ribbon. “Awh, what is it? Is the dildo too big? Too bad! Bounce on it and prepare that tight little boy pussi cus this one is twice as thick.” I slapped his tear-stained face with the cock swinging from my harness.
Trans Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
When it comes to pleasure, I want as much as possible. Why fuck just one person when two sets of hands wandering my body is better. Or three cock’s stabbing at me from all directions is bliss. I always say the more, the merrier.
I have three guy friends who claim to be straighter than arrows, but occasionally, they ask me to come over and play in my closet. We’re all similar body types (Minus the boobs, obviously), and my lingerie fits them like a dream.
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270
You came into the clinic to discuss being tired all the time—just exhausted and hoping for a solution. I looked over your chart history and did a quick little exam. Lucky for you, I know exactly what you need. With a warm smile and a pat on the shoulder, I tell you that you’ve reached that age where, for some men, testosterone drops, and that alone can affect your mood, energy levels, and so much more.
It’s no big deal, really! We can fix you up with a little hormone therapy. You’ll need to swing into the clinic once a week for a little shot, and soon, you’ll feel so, so much better.
Sherry 844-332-2639 ext 399
It’s Wednesday and it’s already been long. Being an executive admin to the COO has its demands and perks. But his boss the CEO is so jealous that I refuse to be his assistant. He always pesters me at work especially when I have to work late. My boss keeps me well satisfied and happy so why would I change? The CEO is an abslute ass.
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