The Tale of the Panty Thief ~Chapter 2 ~Phonesex

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“There’s something inherently sensual about fruit,” Rhianna said plunging her fork into a cube of ripe watermelon. “What say you, Em?” I nodded my head in agreement watching intently as she selected another delicious goody from her morning fruit salad and popped it into her mouth. I was on day number eight of a thirty day water and air regimen Rhi had insisted I begin after the first of the year. “Having a fatty for a lackey is bad optics plain and simple,” she said, and maybe she was right, after all, it wasn’t just anyone who was worthy of being the close confidant and personal assistant to Rhianna Knight the Premiere Fetish Mistress on the West Coast.

It took someone special, someone like me, Emma Haven, sissy slut extraordinaire.

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The Tale of the Panty Thief Phonesex

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The Korean dry-cleaning lady was going on a rampage. She stood all of five foot nothing and looked like she fell off a dime store charm bracelet but at that moment, with her rage level reaching critical I wager she could have easily went the distance in a UFC cage. Now, don’t get me wrong being the personal assistant and closest confident to Rhianna Knight, the premier fetish mistress on the West Coast has afforded me with a very glamourous life, loaded with body shattering orgasms and of course closets filled with all the yummy clothes a sissy-slut queen like me could ask for, but getting screamed at by Mrs. Livingston’s evil twin was not one of them….

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My First Sugar Daddy Phone Sex

I found the note in one the book he returned, an Andrew Wyeth retrospective. The note read “Do you know what it’s like to be taken care of? Do you want to know?” and then his phone number. This guy was a regular patron of the library, an unassuming, plainly good-looking white guy who I always found intriguing, since the books and DVDs he checked out always seems to jibe with my tastes and likes, like the Wyeth book. But, for some reason, we rarely spoke. I chalked it up to his being shy and let it go.

Turns out, he was not shy. He didn’t beat around the bush at all when I called him later that day. He told me he was divorced and wanted to pamper me in any way.

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Erotic Hypnosis Phone Sex

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Look into my eyes. Look deep into my eyes. Now close your eyes. Keep them closed for a moment. Now open them. Good. Look into my eyes again. Then close your eyes once more. Now open them again and look into my eyes. Do. Not. Blink.  You. Cannot. Blink. You cannot do anything unless I tell you can for you are under my power. Look into my eyes. Gaze deep, so so deep into my eyes as I gaze deep into your mind, into your heart, into your soul. Good. Now you can move your eyes away from mine but only to watch the crystal pendant on the end of the long golden chain that I move slowly side to side, side to side before your transfixed eyes. Yes, follow it with your eyes, back and forth, back and forth. Good.

Watch the prisms shoot like rainbows from it as I move that magic crystal pendant back and forth, back and forth, and tell you, softly, slowly, sweetly, as you fall into a trance, “You are under my power”.

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Catfight On A Hot Big Cock

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My “boyfriend” had invited me over to his place for dinner. He’d given me the keys to his house and said “Just let yourself in, babe.” I took a moment to ponder this new and oddly romantic side that he was suddenly showing. It was uncharacteristic for sure. After all, this was the sick twist who pierced my nipples the first time we fucked. But I wasn’t about to knock it cuz I have to admit, this hot, hung sonofabitch had me from the moment he made me cum harder than I ever had in my life, which is saying something.

So I put on something slutty, drove over to his house and let myself in. The moment I entered, I heard the moaning coming from the bedroom upstairs. I ran up the stairs and I saw them. She had her back to me, her long, dark brown hair cascading as she threw her head back and rode his cock, her big tits bouncing up and down. She didn’t see me. But he did. He looked at me with his strange pale blue eyes and smirked. I totally lost it and grabbed the whore by her hair and threw her to the floor. She was totally naked….

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Barely Legal Phone Sex Babysitter

Daddy dick. It’s the one thing that is always on my mind. I absolutely adore older men who know how to make my kitty feel good. Even as a tender young thing, I remember when the neighborhood daddies started taking notice of me, but I was too innocent to recognize the lust in their eyes. The summer before my junior year, I made some flyers and passed them out in the neighborhood, offering my services as a babysitter. It wasn’t long before I got a call from Mr. Welch a few doors down. He needed me to come watch his daughter while he stayed late at work for a meeting.

I needed the money, so I told him that I’d do it, even though it meant missing a night of mischief with my girlfriends. I texted my friends that I had to babysit, but I would catch them later. I put on a light blue mini skirt and a short white crop top. I completed the look with white ankle socks and sneakers. I went downstairs and told daddy I had a babysitting gig and I would be back after Mr. Welch came home from work. I got on my bicycle and rode down the street. It wasn’t until I lifted my ass off the seat that I noticed I wasn’t wearing any panties. That was my first and only mistake. The cool evening breeze tickled my bare pussy and made it tingle. That was probably what started it all…

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My newest Cream Pie boy phone sex

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I’ve never seen someone love to lick pussy any more than this boy.  

It all started when a few of us were at the lake and one thing leads to another and we started pairing off.  My flavor of the week had brought along a friend of his.  I didn’t really understand why because he didn’t have a date.  

I soon understood it all.

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Tease and Denial at The Nealon Motel Phonesex

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My life before knowing Mistress Rhianna was a series of ups and downs. Well okay, to be perfectly honest, mainly downs. Yes, it’s true, I was quite the pathetic loser when she found me… virtually friendless, stuck in a boring job, never having even left the smothering comfort of my mother’s home. And then as if by magic I experienced a glorious metamorphosis. Guided by her firm but always reassuring hand I made the transition from Roger W. Anderson, a dullard who walked through existence unnoticed into Emma Haven, the baddest, most beautiful cock crazed bitch on the West Coast.

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The Watchers in the Secret Place Phonesex

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It was a sultry summer day and my husband had once again left me alone with the encouragement to accept an invitation to a garden party in The Hamptons. I have grown of late to loathe such affairs but I did have a very great inducement to attend this time. For I knew the boy would be there, yes that boy, the one who was perhaps not even old enough to shave yet but knew instinctively it seemed all my secret places, that boy with the dark hair, green eyes and big luscious cock. That boy who when first he laid his hands upon my naked body said aloud yet almost to himself with tones of wonderment “What it is to touch a woman like you.”

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Ace in my Holes Phonesex

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There I was, lying on my back on his bed, completely naked, legs spread wide, wet with raw desire as he teased my pussy expertly with his tongue. His wife was asleep just down the hall….

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