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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Carina’s Lesbian Lust Phonesex

CARINA 1-844-332-2639 x 253

I can’t say that I’m truly bi-sexual, I think of myself as 75% cock lover and 25% pussy lover. Every so often though I have an uncontrollable need to satisfy my lesbian lust. Women are soft and sensual, yes, but we also know when to kick up the heat and let our passion for girl-girl fucking fly.

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Orgasm Torture Phone Sex With Sinful Serinda

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

Being a California girl, I’ve been to my fair share of parties, but this was my first masquerade ball. I figured if nobody can see my face I had to be completely obscured so nobody would recognize me. I tucked my hair up under a long blonde wig, purchased a mask that would conceal pretty much all of my face from my nose up. I wore a plain, yet cute black dress that covered the tattoo on my arm. Nobody would know who I was, I would know nobody there, and this night would never exist to me. I repeated this to myself as I walked in, the lights extremely dimmed, obscuring most everyone. I wandered around, taking in the assault on my senses – the faint smell of spent sex clung to the air as strangers hastily fucked in the back rooms. The music loud enough to barely dulling out the grunts and groans as party goers came and made their respective partners cum in creative and some sadistic means.

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The Demon on Your Shoulder Phone Sex

WICKED RHIANNA 1-844-332-2639 x 253

“That slut is begging for it,” I whisper softly in your ear. “Just look at her in that skin tight dress cut so short it’s almost a belt and her tits, their nipples hard pressing against the thin material. And that young ass? Oh yeah, she wants it. And we want her, don’t we lover? And whatever we want, baby, we take. That’s the way we are. That’s what brought us together in the first place. Maybe you have a conscience but I don’t. I came here from the shadows to lead you astray.

I am the demon on your shoulder….

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Create Your Own Phonesex Deviant Desires: Turn Him On and Take Him

Sadie   1-844-332-2639 ext. 222

I drove back to my house and pulled into the garage. It wouldn’t do for the neighbors to see me walking, a hooded, handcuffed man with his cock jutting out of his pants, up the driveway. I maneuvered him down into the nest of blankets I had made on the floor and began undressing him. “What is going on?” He asked as I pulled his pants off and ran my hands up his naked thighs.

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Vanessa’s Findom Tutorial Phone Sex

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MISTRESS VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232

Most people have no idea what a real financial domination fetish is. It is so much more complicated than just a man giving a dominant woman his money and resources.

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Jasmine’s Just Fuck Me Phone Sex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext 262

Fuck me,” I said. “Just fuck me.” He smiled, the head of his cock just touching my swollen pussy lips. “I am fucking you, aren’t I?” he replied. Goddamn him. He was going to make me spell it out. I am not used to being the one who is not in control and I could not decide whether I loved it or hated it. Little bit of both perhaps. “Not like that,” I said, as if he did not know exactly what I wanted! I swung my hips upward, I grabbed his ass and pulled him close. “I want you to really fuck me and fuck me hard. Just fuck me, damn you!”

“Oh just fuck you? Really fuck you?” He smiled at me again wickedly but then he began. He slammed his cock deep inside me and then withdrew completely and then slammed me again with such force that my whole body was rocked by his thrusts.

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Thirty Thursday Forced High Teen Phonesex

It’s common knowledge that sexy young co-eds like me have at some point falsified identification cards to gain entrance to clubs and bars. It happens all over America—do you know why that is? All of us ornery teens are thirsty; and, no, not just for mojitos or body shots. When we’ve had too much to drink, we develop a thirst for cock!

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Sibling Rivalry Family Fun Phonesex: Midnight Creampie

Sibling Rivalry Family Fun Phonesex: Midnight Creampie

If you’re a fan of my blogs—and by that I mean you read them across our various websites—then you know that I said I would explain what happened during my leave from phone sex.

Mommy left Daddy because he cheated on her with a teen slut—can you guess who?—and she, my brother Jake, and I moved in with our auntie and uncle. My Daddy’s brother can be a little frisky… or actually, very frisky! So I spent most of my nights over at my boyfriend Tommy’s. This made Jake very jealous—and one night, he asked me to let him drive me to Tommy’s house instead of my boyfriend picking me up.

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The Feminization of Todd Stanwick Phonesex Part 3

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

Todd could hardly believe that he was standing in his father’s office, made up to perfection, with acrylic nails glued to his fingertips, flowing long hair extensions glued to his scalp and a padded bra and matching lace panties beneath a short skirt and a blouse which was unbuttoned just a hint so that the bodice of that white lacy bra showed. And the pantyhose of course. And the high heels that his mother had insisted he wear. His mother, who was looking triumphantly at his father, whom he had not seen in months and saying, “You no longer have a son! Meet your daughter, darling. Meet–TARA! She is transgender!”

She spat the word out with contempt. Through the mad blur Todd was able to perceive the look of shock and horror on his father’s face as he looked at him. “That,” said his mother, waving her elegant, perfectly French manicured hand toward Todd, “is what comes of you having the temerity to leave ME, ME of all women! And then you didn’t bother do be around for your son, did you? This is what comes from being absent from our lives. You have done this. Are you happy?”

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