Janet 1-844-332-2639 EXT 456

Mommy has a little vacation time planned for the two of us. I thought it would just be so nice for mommy and her little boy to get away from everything for just a little while. I plan on taking you to a nice meeting place where lots of boys and girls are just like you. Big boys are stuck being little babies forever for their mommies and daddies. You will have playtime with other babies just like you. We will get to do some shopping in a store that has everything from new cribs to the nicest, cutest diapers that a baby like you could ever want. We’re going to have so much fun with everyone else there.

I already have some play dates lined up for us. Another daddy to a little boy and girl wants to set up a play date with the three of you playing together while we have a little alone time ourselves. Mommy is very excited about this. Lots of other babies that will be there love to make cummies too. You haven’t gotten to make cummies with other babies yet. This is going to just be so much fun.

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Amber 1-844-33-CANDY ext 404

I watch as your eyes widen in surprise, your mouth hanging open in shock. You can’t believe what you’re seeing – your wife, Amber, bent over the kitchen counter, skirt hiked up around her waist, as a massive BBC plunges into her from behind. “Yes!” she cries out, throwing her head back in ecstasy. “Fuck me harder, baby!” You stare, frozen in place, as the sound of their bodies slapping together, the sight of that huge dick disappearing inside your wife’s wet pussy – is almost too much to take in.

But as you stand there, watching, something strange happens. You feel a stirring in your own pants, your cock growing hard as you watch Amber get fucked by this stranger. You can’t believe it, but you’re getting turned on by this whole scene. “What’s wrong with me?” you mutter to yourself, but you can’t deny the evidence. Your dick is rock hard, straining against your pants, begging to be released. Amber must notice the bulge in your pants, because she turns to look at you, a wicked smile spreading across her face. “Like what you see, baby?” she asks, her voice dripping with lust. “You want a taste

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Handful

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

So you are looking for a girl you can bring home to your Mom? I’m not her, but you are too stupid to realize that until it’s far too late. I’m more than a handful in more ways than one. Starting with the obvious, does your Mom know how much you love TS cock? I’d bet she doesn’t. Should you bring me home to meet her, I can guarantee to fill her in.

Fill her in and fill her up with this big, beautiful shecock. Continue reading “I’m More Than a Handful”

Upsetting The Welder

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Daddy’s shop has a lot of rules. Like a lot. “Don’t touch the buttons on the lift,” “Don’t mess with the air compressor,” “Put the tools back where they belong.” On and on; seriously, how is one little girl supposed to know and remember all of Daddy’s silly rules every time she wants to visit his workshop?  He says the shop can be a dangerous place for curious girls, and all of the rules are to protect me and keep me safe, but honestly, I just think he makes them up so he can spank me whenever he feels like it.

For example, the day I waltzed into his shop and stopped in my tracks. A colorful eruption of sparkles exploded in front of Daddy as he hunched over the bench. The sparks were so bright they made him look like a dark shadow as he worked under a big helmet. My feet started bringing me closer, mesmerized by how the bright lights danced off every surface around him. Because I wasn’t looking where I was going, my foot kicked something heavy on the floor, and the clang caught Daddy’s attention. His helmet-covered head snapped in my direction, and the sparks stopped immediately. I could tell just by his posture I was in trouble.

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In The Woods

Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

Time I get to spend in the woods is one of my fav things to do. Not just because I like huntin lol oh there is a lot of fun things you can do in the woods other than that. Some fun family fun times too. Me and my brother have been having all kinds of naughty fun in the woods together since I’ve been big enough to go hunting at all. He took these times as safe times for him to show me some brotherly love. He taught me lot of things out there in them woods.

He taught me how to breath through my nose when I had something stuffed in my mouth. Told me how if I wanted to be a good girl that I should never spit. Spittin is for bad girls and pussy girls. I sure didn’t want to be a pussy girl or a bad girl. So I made sure to swallow everytime I had something in my mouth. He taught me how to be quit. Sometimes you have to be really quiet even when your really excited and it might seem impossible to be quit.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

The man sitting beside me with my feet in his lap isn’t my boyfriend. He’s a friend of a friend, nothing more than a tool to arouse the man who matters most to me. Every nudge of my toes against his swelling cock brings me one step closer to fulfilling my boyfriend’s fantasy.

I smile when his fingers curl around my delicate ankle and his thumb swipes down my sole. He’s pulling the ball of my foot against the shaft of his cock, and I know he wants more. My fingers swipe along the keyboard of my cell, “Tell me you want me to fuck him.”

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“You’re my sex slave now,” I say, my voice dripping with confidence and authority. I’m standing in front of you, completely naked, my toned body on full display. You’re on your hands and knees, naked as well, your rock-hard cock pointing towards the ground.

You’ve always had a thing for dominant women, and I was the epitome of dominance. I’m a successful woman, always in control, always getting what I want. And what I want right now is to humiliate you and peg you with my strap-on dildo.

“Please, Mercedes,” you beg, your voice shaking with desire and fear. “Please, peg me. I need it and crave it.” Continue reading “You Are My Sex Slave”

Sissy Quicksand

Sissy Quicksand

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Did you know that panties are sissy quicksand? Of course, you didn’t. You are a man’s man. A guy who only masturbates to things men like. You wouldn’t ever consider yourself a sissy or be into fairy things.

At first, you think sniffin’ a pair’a draws is innocent. A harmless little whiff but then you realize how soft the material is and how good you think it might feel on your dick.

All you wanna do is jerk off in them, right? You have no idea how dangerous they actually are. Slip ’em on and fall into the sissy quicksand pit!

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wild

Amber 1-844-33-CANDY ext 404

Jamie watched in awe as Amber danced with a group of friends, her body moving gracefully to the beat of the music. Jamie felt a sudden, wild urge to talk to her, to get to know her. She made her way through the crowd, her heart pounding in her chest. When Jamie finally reached Amber, she tapped her on the shoulder. Amber turned around, and Jamie felt a jolt of electricity run through her body. Amber’s eyes were a deep, piercing blue, and they seemed to see right through Jamie.

“Hi,” Jamie said, trying to sound cool and confident. “I’m Jamie. What’s your name?” “Amber,” Amber said, her voice low and sultry. “Nice to meet you, Jamie.” Jamie felt her heart skip a beat. She had never met anyone quite like Amber before. They talked for a while, their conversation flowing easily and naturally. Jamie learned that Amber was an artist, and she was in town for a gallery showing. Jamie was fascinated by Amber’s creativity and passion, and she found herself drawn to her. After a while, Jamie suggested that they go back to her place. Amber agreed, and they left the club together, their bodies

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Rachel 1844-332-2639 Ext 457

It’s been a week since my naughty professor, Mr. Peterson’s proposition. I don’t know why the fear of the unknown or possibility of getting caught is so exciting. But it makes me so wet and tingly to think about it. As I approach the classroom, I get nervous. When I walk in, I see a huge grin come across his face as if he was relieved that I made it to class. And once again he stared at me the whole time, he gave his lecture. I felt like he could see right through me and tell what I was thinking. It made me feel so uncomfortable because I felt like all of the other students could tell. I kept looking away to avoid contact with him. The crazy part was that it was so stimulating that I couldn’t sit still. I felt like everyone could tell I was aroused. Blushing, I was now starting to sweat. Ah, finally, saved by the bell. So relieved that class was over, I jumped up to head out. But just as I was “Not so fast Rachel” echoed from the front of the classroom.

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