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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I met Mike at a private party, where I was working as a professional tease. He was a handsome man, with dark eyes that held an intensity I found irresistible. I was wearing a sheer black negligee that left little to the imagination, and beneath it, a pair of silky black pantyhose. I could see the desire burning in his eyes as I strutted towards him, my hips swaying seductively. “Do you like what you see?” I asked, running my hands over my curves.

He nodded, his eyes never leaving my body. I laughed softly, then reached out and grabbed his hand, placing it on my thigh. “Feel that?” I whispered, as his fingers traced the delicate pattern of the pantyhose. “That’s what you’ve been craving, isn’t it?” He nodded again. I could feel his dick straining against his pants, and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. After leading him to an oversized lounge chair, I pushed him down onto it and climbed on top of him. I straddled his waist, my pussy just inches from his throbbing cock.

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Jailyn 1844-332-2639 Ext. 408

 

We all know what race has the best and biggest cocks. The black man cock is the best! Are you pretending to be straight and act like you love pussy, well you can’t hide it from me. I know how bad you crave a BBC stretching out your holes, fucking your mouth like the secret black cock sucker you are. Who is my little faggot you! I want to watch you take that BBC like the little weak pathetic loser you are. I want to hear you tell me how much you love cock secretly. Why can’t you just be honest and tell everyone the truth? Huh, you don’t want your whole family finding that you love big black dicks! You know you want it, you need, and you crave it!

 

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Bonjour! Je suis Stella, your newest Candy Girl! I want to tell you about a call I did with my latest victim, a man named Ethan. He was on the other end of the line, moaning loudly as he listened to my commands. “Ethan,” I purred, my voice dripping with a mix of authority and desire. “Are you ready to be punished?” He stuttered, his voice was shaking with anticipation. “Y-yes, Stella.”

“Good boy,” I cooed, my fingers tracing the curve of my full lips. “Now, I want you to take off all your clothes. I want you to feel the cool air against your skin. Can you do that for me?” He hesitated, but I could hear the rustling of fabric over the phone as he took off his shirt and underpants. “I…I’m naked, Stella.” He said, nervously. “Mmm, good,” I hummed, my hand drifting down to the hem of my silk robe. “Now, I want you to touch yourself. Imagine it’s my hand on your dick, stroking you slowly.”

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Posted 4 days ago by Felicity

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270  

Have you ever been walking down the street and saw a man so beautiful you had to stop? Not just an attractive man, I’m talking full-on Adonis. Yesterday, I took a few hours to do some shopping. I was by myself and enjoying the peace and quiet. Not looking to express some Hot, BBC, PDA, but when it happens it happens. Most people were home BBQ-ing with family or whatnot so the shops weren’t busy at all. When I saw that black God, he saw my jaw drop.

He must be used to women and men alike stopping to stare at him because he beckoned me over with a finger. Like a lust-filled lasso, that curling finger drew me in. He lifted his shirt to show off a six-pack of ebony abs and I swear my knees buckled.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I had no idea how kinky he really was until that night. We had been dating for six months. So we went out to dinner to celebrate. We had a great time like we always did, flirting and playing footsie under the table. Needless to say, by the time we were done with dinner, we were quite aroused. On our way back to my place, he slid his hand under my dress. He played with my pussy while he drove. I was so wet and turned on by the time we got home. “Make yourself comfortable while I go freshen up. Feel free to make us a drink” I winked with a flirtatious smile. Then I headed to my room. I took a quick shower, touched up my makeup, spritzed on some of my favorite all natural, aphrodisiac perfume, and slipped on a sexy little burgundy lace negligee.

When I came out of my en suite restroom, there he was. He was in bed already, with a devious little grin plastered across his face. I wondered what he was up to. Then I saw one of my lingerie drawers open. And I knew I hadn’t left it like that.

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Jailyn 1844-332-2639 Ext. 408

I love cock so much, it’s all I think about. I was at work yesterday, just craving to get my tight cunt fucked. Lucky me I brought my 8-inch dildo to work and went the back office and before you know it, I put my pretty pink thong to side and started hammering my pussy with that big pink 8-inch dildo.

You won’t believe what happened – my boss walked in. I wasn’t embarrassed at all; I was hoping to get caught; that’s how naughty I am. “Jailyn” my boss called my name in a loud stern voice; I replied and said yes, the boss, as my tight cunt was dripping with white creamy cum.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Corey was already kneeling when I walked into the living room, a soft, almost imperceptible tremor running through his body. He was dressed precisely as I’d instructed: an old, faded t-shirt that was clearly too small for him, barely covering the lacy bra I’d made him wear underneath. His hair, usually neatly styled, was a mess, indicating he’d spent the morning cleaning my apartment, just as I’d ordered.

“Good morning, little piggy,” I purred, settling onto the plush velvet armchair opposite him. He swallowed hard, his eyes – wide and pleading – fixed on my designer slippers. “Good morning, Mistress.” His voice was raspy, laced with a familiar mix of shame and fervent eagerness. It was a sound I’d grown to enjoy, the sound of a man willingly surrendering his power, his dignity, his very livelihood. “Such a compliant sissyboy, aren’t you?” I let the words hang in the air, watching him flinch slightly, then visibly melt into the humiliation. “Have you been a good little finsub and followed my instructions to the letter?”

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Some guys just really like my butt. I know, I know. It’s a common thing, maybe even a cliché, BUTT…there are levels to it, aren’t there? And then there was him. HIM. Most guys, they like the curve, the shape, the way it looks in a tight pair of jeans or a silk dress. Standard appreciation. But this one? He was an ass man with a very particular vision.

He wanted me to dress up. Not for a party, not for a night out. Just for him, and for the specific fantasy he’d crafted in his mind. A patent black catsuit. Gleaming. And patent black stiletto boots, so high they practically dared me to fall. My nails, already long, were sharpened and painted a deep, dangerous crimson. When I looked in the mirror, I wasn’t just a woman in an outfit; I was a creature. A typical superhero villainess, absolutely, from the sharp lines of the suit to the predacious gleam in my own eyes. And I felt like one, too. Powerful. Unattainable. Menacing, even.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I was on the laptop in lingerie, as usual. Today’s appointment had just logged on. He wasn’t anything special, not like some of the others who tried to project an air of mystery or charm. This one was just average. Beige. The kind of man you’d pass on the street and forget instantly. He called himself “Braveheart’ in the chat, which felt ironic given how timid his actual keystrokes felt. He wasn’t a high roller, but consistent. Enough to make the time worthwhile. He didn’t want much in terms of conversation, and the pictures he requested were merely a precursor, an hors d’oeuvre to the real meal.

What he truly craved, what he paid for, were the words. Not just any words, but those specific phrases, strung together just so, meticulously crafted and delivered with a precise cadence. The ones that unlocked something in him, a sort of mental key turning in a lock. “Get worse, loser.” I’d type them out because I didn’t need to see his face to know what was happening on his end. The slight delays in his replies,

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Dr. Julie, I’m having intrusive thoughts. I just can’t control them. It happens everywhere I go. No matter what I do. I’m so embarrassed that I don’t even know if I can tell you what my thoughts are. I can’t even believe that I’m here right now. This is so difficult for me. But I didn’t know what else to do”, he shamefully whispered. I could tell this was not easy for him at all. He was trembling. So I grabbed his hand and told him that he could relax. I told him that he had no reason to be nervous. There is zero judgement here. Then I went to make him a cup of hot herbal tea to help him relax and ease his nerves. While he was drinking it, I proceeded to ask him some simple questions just to help him loosen up and open up. I wanted to help him feel comfortable. Finally I could tell that it was working. He was no longer trembling. And his voice was a bit more confident. It was time to ask him. “So tell me, what are the thoughts that I can help you with?” I gently persuaded.

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