Tag: phonesex

domme

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

He was already there, kneeling in the center of the dark space. His back was too straight, his assigned sissy maid uniform too soft, too pink. This submissive, this sissy bitch, was waiting for me. I liked that I could feel his fear, even from across the floor. It was a good scent.

My heels clicked sharp and slow on the cement tiles. I walked a full circle around him, never touching, just watching the subtle way his whole body tensed and trembled. He kept his eyes locked on the floor, afraid to look at his mistress. Bon. Good manners are everything.

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abdl mommy

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Right now, my patience is wearing thin, stretched to its absolute limit by Timmy’s repeated defiance. Though, he pretends not to notice the storm gathering in my eyes. He knows what he did, and I know he knows, which only makes this impending conversation all the more serious. My heart aches for the difficult lesson that is about to unfold. His naughtiness this morning wasn’t a small oversight or an accidental spill; it was a deliberate act of rebellion. And it was a direct challenge to my authority and the rules we’ve so carefully established for his own well-being!

Despite my clear instructions to always tell Mommy when his diaper was getting full, especially after waking up and having his morning bottle, he decided to ignore me entirely. Instead of asking for a change, he chose to play in his messy diaper, leaving a trail of tell-tale smears on his favorite blanket. And, even worse, on the clean, plush carpet by his oversized crib.

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Morning Blowjobs

Posted 1 day ago by Diana

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I woke up to the feel of his warm breath on my neck, a gentle nuzzle from G as he stirred beside me.  I turned to face him, my hand drifting down to wrap around the hefty length already rigid and eager beneath the sheets. Oooh! I get to start today with my very favorite: morning blowjobs!

“Ahh, Di,” he groaned, eyes darkening with lust as I began to stroke him slow and steady. “You always know just what I need.”

I smiled, my fingers dancing along the ridges and veins pulsing beneath my touch. G’s cock was a work of art, thick and long with a velvety texture that drove me wild. Last night’s tequila haze still lingered in the back of my mind, but as I took him into my mouth, all rational thought dissipated.

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big dick

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

We’d been flirting for weeks. I pulled open the door, a smile already playing on my lips. Evan stood there, shorter than me by a few inches, his dark hair a little rumpled, eyes crinkling at the corners. He was cute, undeniably, with an effortless charm that hid a surprising intensity. I always had a soft spot for guys I could look down on, literally. There was a confidence in him that transcended stature, and it was utterly captivating.

“Hey,” he said, his voice a low rumble that always sent a shiver down my spine. “Hey yourself,” I replied, stepping back to let him in. We didn’t bother with small talk. His gaze locked onto mine, a silent conversation passing between us that rendered words obsolete. His hands found my waist, warm and firm, pulling me closer until my body was flush against his. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his mouth descended, hungry and urgent. It was everything I’d imagined, and more.

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Make Me Moan

Posted 6 days ago by Aynsley

Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

As I lay sprawled across my college bed, I couldn’t stifle the needy whimper that escaped my lips. My boyfriend, Asher, stood before me, his intense gaze flicking between my flushed face and the evidence of my desire between my thighs.

I’d been craving his touch all day, a constant ache deep within my core. Now, with him so close, I wanted nothing more than for him to devour me whole. To lose himself in the slick heat of my pussy, to make me cry out his name until my voice was hoarse.

“Aynsley, you’re dripping,” Asher murmured, his fingers tracing the swollen lips of my aching sex. “I can hardly stand it.” His eyes darkened with lust as he dragged his thumb through my wet folds, circling my clit with deliberate slowness.

I bucked my hips, seeking more of that maddening pressure. “Please, Asher,” I breathed, my hands tangling in his hair. “Make me moan. I need it so bad.”

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I Love Fall!

Posted 1 week ago by Julie

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I was so excited to volunteer at this year’s Fall Festival! Fall is my favorite time of year. The crisp cool mornings and evenings. All of the colorful fall leaves. The aphrodisiac smell of cinnamon sweets baking in the oven. The excitement of Halloween approaching. All of the festive fall décor. And the coziness of snuggling up with a great movie on a cold Autumn night. I love it all! So when Mr. Covington personally asked me if I would like to help out with the Fall Fest this year, I was honored! He owns the venue and organizes the event every year.

When I arrived, Mr. Covington asked me to help him in the pumpkin patch and corn maze. He wanted my opinion on where to place the bales of hay for resting areas along the maze. He was making sure everyone made it through while I was taking pictures of kids, pets, and families in the pumpkin patch. After it was over, he asked me to walk through the maze to check for any lost belongings or anything else.

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motorcycle slut

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

A black leather jacket, worn just right, hugged his wide shoulders. Dark jeans, heavy boots. His hair was long, pulled back in a knot, and he had a look in his eyes that said he knew things I didn’t. A scar cut a thin line through his eyebrow. He was a bad man, I thought. And my stomach twisted with a strange, dark excitement.

He didn’t look at anyone else. His eyes, dark like midnight, found mine across the room. A slow, knowing smile reached his lips. My heart, which had been so bored just moments ago, started to beat against my ribs. I didn’t smile back, just held his gaze like a silent dare.

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cuckold

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

When it comes to men, nothing gets my heart racing quite like the idea of cuckolding them. The thought of an alpha male, confident and in control, losing his dominance to a stronger rival – it’s just the thing to get me wet! So, often, I set out to make it happen.

It started with my boyfriend’s friend, a strapping young man with a cocky attitude. I’d catch him staring at me when we were out together, and I could sense his attraction. I played the game, flirting with him innocently at first, then with increasing boldness. I could see the tension building between us, and my boyfriend was entirely oblivious to it! Until he wasn’t. lol

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Self-care is super important, especially this time of year. Holidays are coming up fast, and everyone can get so stressed out. I knew I needed to take my snookums out for some pampering, so I booked us a couples massage. I waited impatiently for him to finish work on the day of the appointment. When he finally arrived home, I jumped into his arms and started kissing him. His hands looped around me, and he carried me toward our bedroom.

We’d need to be freshly showered for our appointment, so I wasn’t surprised when he backed me into the bathroom, and we stripped each other. I turned on the water, and we walked into the spray, still kissing. My hands stroked over his cock, but I was careful not to make him spill over. I wanted him hard and anxious during our unique couples massage.

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slut blog

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

It was just another Friday afternoon when my phone started buzzing with an urgent message from Grandpa’s life alert system. My heart pounded as I ran to his house, fearful of what condition he would be in once I arrived. By the time I burst through the door, Kayla, the life alert dispatcher, was already on the phone. “Amber, can you see your grandfather?” she asked, her voice steady yet concerned.

There, on the floor, was my elderly grandpa, clutching his penis and writhing in discomfort. “Yep, I’ve got him in sight,” I replied, scanning the scene with a mix of horror and curiosity. Kayla instructed me to wet the tip of his penis with my saliva, explaining that it would make the process easier. I leaned in and gently moistened the affected area by spitting on it. Grandpa let out a pained groan but relaxed his grip slightly.

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