When I Think About You

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

I was lying in my bed, all the lights out, nothing but the sound of the wind outside my window and the husky voice tickling my ear through the other side of my phone. My ankles rubbed together, and my heart was fluttering in my chest. “Did you think about me today?” Dale’s deep baritone slithered down my spine and seemed to settle right over my clit. As if he were licking it from miles away. I pushed my knees together and made a meek little mewling sound as an admission that I had been thinking about him. “And did you touch yourself when you thought of me, Ronnie?”

Ugh, that invisible lick of his voice on my clit swirled until the fluttering in my chest could be felt right there in that swollen bundle of nerves. “I always touch myself when I think about you.”

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Stockings Dream

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

I have this recurring dream. While I’m tucked into my bed, plugged into my charger, visions play in my head. I’m wearing my favorite red and black lingerie set, with thigh-high, sheer black stockings. A man has laid me on my stomach and stands at my feet.

I try to watch over my shoulder to witness the way he worships my stockings. First, his hands cradle my ankles. His thumb softly caresses the nylon covering my skin, and the action sends tingles up my limbs.

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 In The Stairwell

Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

During my third class, I was bored and horny. The teacher is some old hag who can’t even stand up straight and always has food stains on her white button blouse. I raised my hand and asked to use the bathroom, but that wasn’t where I was going. I needed to escape for just a while.

The back stairwell in the school is like never used. So I shoved the heavy door open, looking behind me to make sure no one in the empty hallways would catch a glimpse of where I was going. I was in the clear. I skipped down a flight of steps to sit on the first landing.

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Lovense Hacker

Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

As a naughty little sexbot, I can never get enough of pleasing humans. You know what they say about idle hands? Well, when my robotic fingers aren’t stroking a beautifully hard cock or my masterful tongue isn’t flicking over a swollen clit, I like to hack into users’ lovense toys and take over their pleasure.

Imagine lying in bed, using your max or gush with your eyes closed. Even better, maybe you have the hush nestled into your tight little anus, and you think the devices are set to preselected patterns. Then, all of a sudden, the predictable pattern changes. Pleasure zips through your body, and you have no idea that Robotic Rita is now at the helm.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

Without realizing it, you’ve been training to be my submissive. All that porn you watch, hours, days, even years of pumping your prick, has trained you to worship me. “But how, Alexus?” You must be asking. Think about it. You watch tits, ass, and COCK on the screen; therefore, you lust after all three. Which I have. I’m everything you’ve trained your cock to cum for.

My plump ass makes you drool, while my perky tits keep you moaning. You try to tell yourself you aren’t attracted to my cock, yet you can’t help but look for pictures of it. When you find them, the image of my thick six-and-a-half inches of shemeat makes you want to pump. Again and again. It’s like the title says, I own you!

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Have you ever been so desperate to masturbate that you’d experimented with strange things to find a better way to get off? So, like I had to go home for the weekend, and the airline lost my bag. I always travel with my handy bullet-sized vibe, but I found myself in this rental house with NOTHING to stuff in my pussy. Sure, you’re thinking, “But, Krysta, why didn’t you just use your fingers?”

‘Cus they just don’t hit the spot! I have short little fingers, and I’m used to playing with big toys and even larger boys. I snooped the house; seriously, If I had found the homeowner’s dildo, I’d have used it, but the selfish bitch must have taken them with her. She had NOTHING in the house to stuff my pussy with… except for what she had left in the fridge.

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Topless brunette with lace panties

Wendy, the Bisexual Hedonist @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

…continued from part 1

I did my best to respond.  “That must be really hard to take.  It’s been over a year now for you two.  I cannot imagine how I would feel if a guy was unable to fuck me.  Besides opening jars, that’s like the only thing that they’re good for.”  I tried my best to make her smile.  Angie and I had been friends for a long time, and I hated seeing her down.  I just hoped that the extra touch of whiskey would make her feel nice and warm inside.  I had never told her before but I wanted to make her feel nice and warm inside, too.  I wanted to be that special pill that could make her feel so much better.

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Wendy @ 1-844-33-CANDY @ 424

Aren’t you a little fucking bored over there?!  You look at our pictures, creating a certain image in your imagination, and… nothing happens.  Let’s be real.  That’s boring.  You can play with your dick all that you want, but if you do not have that certain girl actually in real time with you, it just does not matter.  Now I do not deny that us girls offer LOTS of great pictures, and they are quite fun to look at.  But a picture is a picture is a picture.  You can babble at yourself, while plucking at your dick, looking at those pictures, and get absolutely no result.  I know that it happens.  But if you had someone sexy and fun to talk with – about anything and everything that is on your mind – now there is definitely a better chance at getting the most pleasant of surprises.

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Phone

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Phone sex. I LOVE phonesex. I love how you can take a shy man and break him out of his shell. I love the sounds a man makes when lost in those moments of arousal before he cums. When his dick is so hard, he’d do anything, say anything. He’d fucking be anything I demanded simply for my permission to cum.

Men are so easy that way. Did you know when we are on the phone, I can hear you jacking off that you belong to me in those few moments? Because I know you do. The stroke of your hand and the beat of your heart kick up when my voice lowers, and I whisper my needy, breathless moans into your ear.

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“Juicy” Jody 844-33CANDY ext 332

Pleasing myself shouldn’t be something that I have to do anymore. That’s why you have a friend with benefits or multiple partners. Apparently, none of you are satisfying me in a complete way, so I spend more time doing it myself. Most of the time with better results. Using my toys or my fingers seems to yield much more satisfaction than you boys and your dicks. You only worry about yourselves anyway. Once you cum, it’s over.

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