Category: phonesex

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

Sitting at the noisy bar with several of her girlfriends, Mistress Laylene’s eyes wandered from the conservation to a table of attractive guys. But she could not take her eyes off one, as she bit her lip and smiled to herself. Mmmm, he will be perfect. Tom was a well-to-do executive who hung with his college friends at their favorite bar, but he tended to be a bit of an outsider to them. Laylene picked up on this. His demeanor was a bit more gentle and he had a certain sway to the way he moved his ass. Almost swishing about along with a gentle almost limp wristed way he picked up his drinks, and his mozzarella sticks with almost dainty bites.

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Didn't Feel It Cummin'

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

This house always be bustlin’ with boys- my husband’s friends, the boys from ’round the neighborhood. Our house is jumpin’, and everyone says it’s the spot to be. Which can be great but I never get any peace and quiet.

Because of them always causes a ruckus at all hours of the day and night, I’ve trained myself to be a real hard sleeper! So hard, in fact, that I didn’t even feel it when it young little punk decided to jerk off on my sleeping face!

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Daddy's Little Jackoff Model

Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

When I arrived home from my spring formal, the house was loud. Male voices boomed with laughter, and a haze filled the foyer as if they were smoking in the living room. I peered my head around the door jamb and called softly, “Daddy?” He and six of his friends were sitting around the living room with drinks and cigars in hand. I waved my hand in front of my face to clear the smoke and asked, “Where’s Mommy?”

“Come in, baby.” Daddy beamed and patted his thigh. “Come sit down, Krysta. I want to show you off to my friends.” I walked through them, feeling all of their gaze travel over my big tits and my short dress as I took a seat on Daddy’s lap. “Isn’t she the perfect little Jackoff model?” My body went ramrod stiff as they all laughed.

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Threesome

Naughty Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

Sometimes just one dick isn’t enough.  This dirty whore loves to take on two, and occasionally more, cocks at once.  I convince you and your friend to come back to my place for a wild evening.  You’re both eager and willing to take me up on my offer.  We return to my apartment and enjoy a few drinks together.  The drinks loosen up our minds, bodies, tongues, and inhibitions.  Though, arguably, the inhibitions were low to begin with since there were no protests when I brought up the idea.  We’re ready for a nasty hard fucking threesome tonight. Our lips, hands, tongues, and genitals all over one another’s bodies.

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Vivian 844-332-2639 ext. 254

Cuckolding my best friend’s husband is something I have been considering for the last few weeks. It would be so fun, so hot and exactly what he deserves. Ever since Monica came to me with the idea that is all I can think about.
We have been best friends since we were kids so I know about his shortcomings. I know that after they have sex she has to go to the bathroom and take care of herself. We joke around every time she has to buy new batteries for her toy but I know it really bothers her. Not only is he a little dick loser but he is also a 3 pump chump. She said that if he lasts more than a minute it surprises the hell out of her. Isn’t that pathetic?

I tell her all the time she can do better. She deserves to be stretched and stuffed and filled up. Multiple orgasms is something she needs in her life. She should be getting pounded until she is sore and satisfied. Finally, she had enough and she told me the time has come for her to get some good dick in her life. Continue reading “Cuckolding My Best Friend’s Husband” →

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Daddy finds us so addicting.  He tries hard to stay away.  But he always comes crawling back.  Daddy is addicted to Zoey and Kayla’s tight little pussies.  I mean, it’s not just our pussies he can’t stop thinking about day and night.  He regularly remembers the feel of our mouths and tight tiny assholes.

When we get together, it’s impossible for Daddy to say no to us.  We’re sweet and adorable.  However, we also have devious and tenacious sides to our personalities.  When we want something, there’s very little that can stop us from achieving our goal.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

There you sit, yet again, sad and depressed. I know you’re sad and depressed because you’ve come in every night this week to pour your heartbreaking stories all over the bartender. I suppose no one else would listen to your loathsome rambling without being paid to do so.

It seems you’ve got nothing to live for, or at least it seems you believe that by the way you talk to strangers, so tonight, I’m going to make you mine. Just like always, after a few too many, you stumble off your stool and make your way out the door and into the darkness.

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WampWampWahh

Posted 3 weeks ago by Rita

WampWampWahh

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

As you grew, I bet that fear was there. Wondering if your cock would ever…grow. You knew you were different from the other boys in the locker room. That’s why you chose to change in the stall instead of out in the open and refused to shower. Their cocks hung. They looked heavy and big, while yours was so small. You hoped that you were just a late bloomer and that it would happen, but it never did.

In fact, now in your thirties, you are still a virgin because you couldn’t imagine seeing that look on a woman’s face. WampWampWahh!

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Taking Something I Can't Have

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Ever since I was young, I’ve been the kind of woman who wanted the things I was told I couldn’t have. The high-paying career that crushes most men’s salary, the dangerously fast car that is too powerful for little old Francie. I don’t know what it is about being told I can’t have something that makes me desire it so much more. And now, I want another woman’s husband because he told me he’d never cheat on her.

Never say never. I always take what I want.

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Magnetic Connection Part Two

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

There are questions a girl should ask before she gets into a car with a stranger; magnetic connection or not. Like, maybe his fucking name! Did I ask him? Nope, sure the fuck didn’t. His warm hand pushed me forward, and as if I were the puppet and he was the master, my feet obeyed. We weaved through the bar and out into the cool spring evening. The street was busy, but I was safe, I told myself as we moved down the sidewalk and walked towards his car.

He didn’t speak, but the scent of his aftershave made my nose arch toward his neck. I was so drawn to him that the warning bells clanging in my brain did nothing to stop me when he pulled open the passenger door, and I slipped inside. He leaned into the car and drew the seat belt between my breasts to strap me in. His playful blue eyes met mine, and he purred, “Safety first.”

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