Make Me Wet Phonesex

Nina 1-844-332-2639 Ext 378

I just love it, the feeling of my fingers sliding in and out of my tight wet pussy as a special friend cums with me. By special friend I mean a client and by cumming with me I mean mutual masturbation during a session. I sound a bit apathetic to the needs of my special friends but I am not, just a nympho enjoying her dream job. Can you blame me for indulging in self-masturbatory practices when a client is in a session with me?

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Mistress Rhianna’s Bukakki Baptism Phonesex

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“Well class,” I said, standing before my students, “we sure have come a long way in a short time haven’t we?” The three sissy sluts in training – Frederica, Lori and Lois, all smiling, feeling pleased with themselves. “You’ve all adapted well to your new self; the make-up, the manicures, the bras and wearing soft silky panties, the dresses, the mannerisms, you’ve all learned to suck cock like pros and of course you’ve learned to accept and love your clitty dicks.

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Tainted Part 3: Mr Whitechapel Phonesex Journey

Nina 1-844-332-2639 Ext 378

Mr. Whitechapel keeps me propped up against the wall with one hand and starts to unzip his pants with the other hand. Aiden hard cock exposed through his boxers, he spreads my legs wider and starts to grind against me. Moaning he speeds up his grinding, pressing harder and harder against my wet pussy. Suddenly there was a knock on the office door and a woman voice meekly asks “Mr. Whitechapel are you ready to sit down with the accountants?” I could feel his cock go limp, brushing a kiss against my forehead he whispers “this will be continued rose”. Setting me down, he begins to adjust my skirt and blouse, making sure that my underwear was in place. Adjusting himself Mr. Whitechapel brushes another kiss on my forehead, opens the office door and with a smile introduces me to his secretary.

Grabbing my hand and placing it on hers he says to us both “you two will be very close friends, that is what we all are, close friends”. Clasping my hand she looks at me with sadness in her eyes and says “rose I know we will be”, she had heard us fooling around. Nervous I blush and stammer, catching my anxiety she pulls me into a side hug and quietly says “this really is not Mr. Whitechapel norm, it is very nice to meet you, Ms. Alexander”. Looking into her eyes again, I recognized similar features to Mr. Whitechapel own. Wanting to get us to the meeting on time his secretary grabs my hand and starts to lead me away from Mr. Whitechapel. Speeding up to pass us I feel his hand pinch my butt, leaning down he whispers in my ear “we will finish this tonight rose”.

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On Your Knees! Phonesex

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How amusing it is to see you on your knees, gazing up at me adoringly, pleadingly, as you throb, your eyes begging to be allowed to touch that pathetic clitty dick between your legs as I laugh and mock you for being the pathetic, enslaved faggot you truly are. Oh no! Does that sound cruel and cold? Well, that’s exactly what I am isn’t it?!

Oh, wait…you can’t answer, can you? You can’t say a fucking word  because as an extra special little treat, I stuffed your cocksucking, cum-eating mouth with my used panties! *giggle* Don’t worry, lover. I will answer for you. Yes, that’s exactly what I am…a beautiful sadistic deliciously devious little bitch and that’s why you worship and adore me so and pay me handsomely for the privilege of abusing you relentlessly….

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Mistress Rhianna’s Making You the Woman You Need to Be Phone Sex

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We both know that you are tired of pretending to be a man We both know that you are really a beautiful woman inside. And that beautiful woman has been kept in hiding for far too long. Let’s set her free and bring her out to live the life she has always meant to live! It is time for you to stop living a lie.I understand completely what a big step this is for you. I understand how your fears are holding you back and I am here to help you through each step.

You will draw strength from my indomitable will, from my unshakable feminine power. I will hold your hand firmly and even give you the extra little push you need. Through the power of erotic hypnosis, I can take you to a place of total relaxation and remove those fears for you. We will banish all those outmoded social taboos, the things that are holding you back from the joyous freedom of being who and what you really are from your mind and make you the woman you deserve to be. Together we will set the woman within you free!

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Sweet Candy Cherry Popping Phonesex

Your mouth waters as I enter the room. You lick your lips, taking another sip of that aged nectar in your glass. I make my way to the arm of the white leather sectional, occupying the seat directly opposite from your recliner. I cross one long, slender leg over the other, allowing you to catch a glimpse of my panties from beneath my short, pleaded skirt. They’re white, with pale pink lace trim and a matching ribbon tied into a miniature bow. The beating of your heart intensifies at the sight—this teen tease matched her panties with her white, opaque stockings.

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Uncle Touchy Loves Me Age-Play Phonesex, Part 2

“You don’t want the scary pants monster to hurt me, do you, Josie?” My uncle asked, groaning as he squeezed his eight-inch dick. I swallowed my fears and shook my little head—I loved my uncle, and I didn’t want this monster to hurt him! If it meant I had to give it kisses, then so be it!

I licked my small, puffy lips and planted a tiny kiss at the head. Precum dribbled out, and at the time I thought the monster was drooling out of hunger. I remembered thinking how salty and thick it was, but that I didn’t want to stop tasting it.

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A New Femme Secretary At The Office Phone Sex

Avery  1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

New experiences at work are the best. Especially since my office job can be boring at times. A few month ago, I noticed a very handsome young IT tech at our office. The pretty kind of handsome. He could be a model. I found myself watching him whenever I had the opportunity. I started to notice something curious.

While he was dressed very professionally in pants and a nice button down shirt, there were a couple of little oddities showing. For one thing, he crossed his legs while he worked and when he did this, the hem of his pants hiked up just enough for me to see that he was wearing fishnet stockings underneath. I smiled to myself a little and watched him more closely. Some days, I could tell that he had what seemed to be red stained lips. He was not wearing lipstick but it looked as if maybe he had worn it the night before.

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Boot Camp For A Sissy Slut Phone Sex

Avery  1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Today I was thinking about some fun times with my lingerie wearing sissy boy toy. The time I created a sissy boot camp for her was one of my little sluts favourite days with me.

At the time, I had a friend who owned a gym so I rented it out for a day. I went in early and decorated it and set it all up with special sissy stations, each one with a certain activity. They started out simple. At the first station my sissy got a makeover. Hair and make up done to perfection. At the second station, she was challenged to go through three bags full of clothes and find the blue sequined dress, then put it on. It looked amazing! She was transforming before my eyes.

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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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