Good Girls Don’t…But We Do Phonesex

Rhianna 1-844-332-2639 x 253  Serinda 1-844-332-2639 x 394
I grabbed a handful of her silky brown hair and pulled hard. Breathing heavily, our faces covered in perspiration, we attacked each other once more. A flurry of fiery kisses, her tongue intertwined with mine, our hands groping soft tits and erect nipples. “You sexy fuckin’ bitch,” I said licking along her shapely neck. “I’m gonna mouth-fuck your tight, tasty pussy all night.”

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Male Appreciation Phone Sex

Mila 844-332-2639 EXT. 220

In this world of misandry where there is now a common practice of hating men, men just need to feel a little appreciated sometimes. They need to be reminded that someone notices all of the hard work they do, how creative they can be, and how amazing they are. 

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Serinda Gets Really Really REALLY Clean in the Shower Phonesex

Sinful Serinda 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639), ext. 394

I know you are probably thinking I’m some insatiable, uncontrollable fiend who can’t keep her own hands off of herself. Well, you’re right. I absolutely love finding new and creative ways to masturbate and cum, and yes I am addicted to it.

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The Essence of Fetish Phonesex Part 2

MISTRESS RHIANNA 1-844-332-2639 x 253

“The denial of pleasure, of release,” Rhianna said leaning in close to his face as she caressed his cock with an angora scarf, “is one of the fetish world’s most explored aspects. Both painful and exhilarating. But nobody does it like me.”  It had been nearly six weeks since that fateful night when Jean-Paul Kurtz asked to be taught the essence of fetish. A very tall order if I may say so myself, and I’m not just any old girl off the street, my name is Haven. Emma Haven, sissy-slut extraordinaire, confidant, personal assistant and chronicler of  Rhianna Knight, the premiere fetish mistress on the West Coast.

Rhianna has always viewed herself as an artist. The human body is her canvas and kinks are her paints, the bolder the color the more captivating the picture. Now here’s a little background on her latest carnal masterpiece: He was handsome. He was rich. And he was willing. He also spoke the magic words – “Money is no object“.

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You Can Eat This Pussy for Dinner Phonesex with Succulent Serinda

Sinful Serinda 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639), ext. 394

I know it’s getting a bit late, and I know you are wondering what we’re going to do for dinner. But I think I know what you’re really craving by that look in your eyes. And you know what? I’m craving it, too. So guess what? I’m going to get on this table and you’re going to eat this pussy, right now.

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The Essence of Fetish Phonesex

MISTRESS RHIANNA 1-844-332-2639 x 253
His name was Jean-Paul Kurtz. Half French, half German and all the way hottie. Rich as hell too, you could just tell. He oozed money, power and most of all decadence all wrapped up in a bow consisting of a designer suit, untucked shirt and a three-day beard shadow that would have looked Eurotrash cliche on anyone else. His woman, whose name was Mila was a sultry brunette with smokey grey eyes who clung to Jean-Paul for dear life as we sat sipping drinks and soaking in the atmosphere of Sweet Agony, a members only fetish club located somewhere in the Valley.
Monsieur Kurtz had first become aware of Rhianna when a friend of his bragged that during his session with Rhianna he had achieved levels of pleasure that he “never thought possible.” Or so he wrote in several emails begging Rhianna to take him on as a client. Now after several months of correspondence it was finally happening.

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Game Night with Josie! Phonesex

It’s game night tonight! It’s the only night every week that you have a playful chance to win a 15 minute call with any of the girls present, all just by participating in the game. The other time is Saturday midday, but tomorrow isn’t Saturday, is it? Guess we’re talking about my game then!

That’s right, your host for tomorrow’s game will be none other than your favorite teen slut, me! And I have a special surprise in store for those who will be in attendance…

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The Waiting Game Phone Sex Part 2

Mistress Jasmine 1-844-332-2639 ext 262

My nephew realized his mistake. We had been playing The Waiting Game and he had cum without asking my permission. Truthfully, I found the fact that he had cum so fast convenient for now I would have good excuse to punish him. Not that I needed an excuse. I owned him completely, body, soul, mind and cock. He would have done anything for me.

I smirked disdainfully at his still dripping cock. “You do nothing without my permission,” I said. “Do you understand?” His breath was ragged when he answered me, “yes Aunt Jasmine.” “No,” I said. Today I am not going to be Aunt Jasmine. I am going to be Mistress Jasmine.”

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The Waiting Game Phonesex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 263

When he was younger, my nephew and I had played games together. But I knew that I was going to enjoy playing even more games with him now that he had become such a beautiful big boy. Oh yes, we now had so many more interesting games to play. For now we would begin with “The Waiting Game”

.I straddled my nephew, feeling his big cock stiffen beneath my pussy. My luscious big breasts were nearly in his face and he started to move his hands upward as though to squeeze them when I threaded my fingers through his dark hair and pulling his head back I forced his mouth open with my tongue. I began to grind my panty clad pussy against that delicious big bulge in his trousers and felt him grow even harder. I was enjoying this and really I would have fucked him there and then but I could not resist to tease him, to edge him, to make him ache with desire so much that it hurt.

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Beneath The Long Black Robe Phone Sex

MISTRESS RHIANNA 1-844-332-2639

He knelt before her, his eyes gazing up at her longingly. Her long blonde hair, pale skin and full red lips made a dramatic contrast against the black velvet of her long robe. She was illuminated by a strange fire that burnt within her. She spoke to him but though she did not whisper, he could not make out the words she spoke to him, though he was overwhelmed by a desperate desire to understand.

She gestured to him to come closer. He crawled toward her, frightened yet arousedDangerous, was the word that kept going through his head, dangerous. But that was part of the thrill, part of the irresistible appeal…the thing that at once told him to hold back and yet pushed him forward.

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