Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Miss Anna grew tired of her husband. He was always in his study, but what the hell was he doing in there all the time she wondered? Watching porn? Jerking off? Talking to slutty pen pals halfway across the globe? One day, her husband went out for a long company meeting. She decided to go snoop in his study.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
Sexy teen tease Avery should really be my name. Because honestly, I think I was born to be a cock tease. I’ve always been a natural tease and I’m very proud of that fact.
Daddy used to tell me that I could get any man to do anything I wanted, just with right look and my cute little giggles. Now that I’m older I know he was right because I can get any man to do anything for me.
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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
I’ve always been a fan of the taboo and the forbidden. That’s how the idea for “OnlyFucks” was born. OnlyFucks is a naughty bookstore where anything goes and sex is always on the table. My mind is a playground of naughty thoughts and ideas, and I know I need an outlet for all that pent-up energy. What’s better than opening a business that incorporates all of my favorite things? It’s okay, baby. I can already see the curiosity in your eyes, and I know you have questions! And I’m more than happy to answer them for you!
I want OnlyFucks to be a place where people can come and explore their wildest fantasies without judgment. Where they can let loose and have some fun. The store will be filled with books and toys that cater to every kink and fetish. From bondage and discipline to exhibitionism and voyeurism, there will be something for everyone. And if someone can’t find what they’re looking for, they can always ask one of our knowledgeable and experienced staff members for help. All of whom will be dressed in their finest lingerie and leather, of course!
Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Grunts, groans, and mumbles for mercy echoed off the clinical walls of my milking Stable. My high heels strike the tile as I wander the rows confidently, checking that all the machines are working properly. Six rows of six cumcows are lined up under the bright lights. A wall of screens constantly streams a variety of porn, not that it matters. The vacuum pump of the teat covers clamped around their cocks would coax their cum out, whether their meat was stiff or not.
Which seems to be the problem with cumcow number 4C. His vacuum pump is working away, but has slipped off his limp penis. The whirring and slurping of the empty teat cover as I hurried over to him. “What have we here?” I ask, even though the gag in his mouth prevents him from answering me. “Did we milk you dry?”
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
Mommy’s panty boy loved to help with the laundry when he was little. He was such a good little Mommy’s helper. He would hand mommy the delicates to hang outside on the clothesline. Then when they were dry, he always wanted to fold them. Mommy noticed how he would admire his little sister’s panties. Then one day he asked her why boys have to wear plain ugly underwear while girls got to wear beautiful underwear. Mommy felt bad that she hadn’t gotten him cuter underwear like the kind with superheroes or other characters on them. But she did always get his sister cute little lacy princess panties and all kinds of other girly panties with flowers, hearts, and rainbows on them.
So one day Mommy decided to take him shopping for cute little boy’s underwear. He was so excited. But the minute they got inside the store, he was pulling Mommy towards the girl’s section. Mommy said no, the little boy’s underwear is this way. And she headed towards the boy’s section. He started to cry and say no. But Mommy reassured him that they would have some really cute underwear for boys. And they did!
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
My usual detached composure faltered the moment he introduced himself. “Good evening, I’m Liam, and I’ll be your server tonight.” “Stella,” I managed, my voice a little huskier than I intended. “Nice to meet you, Liam.” He was tall, with a lean build that stretched the fabric of his black uniform a little too perfectly across his chest and shoulders.
There was a spark, a subtle flirtation in his gaze that mirrored my own. I found myself lingering over my order, asking unnecessary questions about the drink list, just to keep him at the table for a few moments longer. I’d catch his eye from across the room, and he’d offer a quick, knowing smile before attending to another table. It was maddening and exhilarating all at once.
He talked about the specials with a passion that made me want to order everything, even the things I didn’t usually like. His hands, as he poured my drink, were long and elegant, with just a hint of muscle. My imagination ran wild, painting scenarios that had no business existing in a crowded public restaurant. He was just doing his job, I reminded myself, but my body wasn’t listening. My pussy was throbbing. A delicious, unbearable ache that could only be soothed by one thing…Liam’s cock.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
One must be careful and alert when hiking through the Appalachia woods. There live many type of cryptids and one never know when she’ll accidentally stumble upon one. I hiked a trail one sunny summer day. Lost in the feel of the forest around me. I love the press of the trees enclosing me in the lush greenery of themselves and the fauna on the forest floor beneath my feet. Distracted by the natural beauty around me, I suddenly heard the unexpected snap of a twig nearby. I stopped and listened more closely to determine whether it might be other hikers enjoying the amazing energetic day. But as I listened intently and looked around me, I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye. By the time I’d fully turned my attention toward the movement, a Sasquatch had stepped out from behind a tree about eight feet in front of me.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
I had only worked at the hotel for a few days before I started completing room service turndowns by myself. My mentoring Maid had shown me the procedures and felt we would get the rooms cleaned quicker if we split the work up and did the rooms solo instead of together. A divide and conquer technique.
I had knocked as I did on every door before this one, but you didn’t respond. So I assumed the room was empty and slid my master key card into the lock. As I walked into the room, I picked up a discarded towel and slung it over my arm, then walked around the corner to see how much work the room would need. I was shocked to find you still lying in bed, sleeping on your back, with the blankets tangled around your hips. I should have turned around and slipped the “do not disturb” sign on your door. But your cock was rock hard and begging for attention.
Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414
There was this boy I used to date. He was into having sex on trampolines. The first time, we were at his house. He suggested that we go outside and lay on the trampoline under the stars. It was a crisp fall evening. The sky was so clear, and the stars were so bright. We were cuddled up with cozy, soft blankets and pillows. It was really romantic. That night it was sensual and sweet. I felt like it was a special first time for us. What I didn’t realize is that it was only the beginning. The next time, we were at his house during the day. Again, he suggested we go out and lay on the trampoline. I thought since we had such a magnificent time the first night, he just wanted to recreate that. I giggled and reminded him that it was dark last time. This time all of the neighbors will be able to see us. But he was serious and adamant about the fact that he wanted to do it. I just wanted to make him happy and get it out of his system. So I agreed. This time it got crazier.
Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454
I didn’t realize I was this tipsy until I felt his grip on my hair lifting my head swiftly and effortlessly pulling me to him. He gripped my hair turning my head until I was facing him, his lips planted onto mine.
He lifted himself halfway, pulled his pants down to his ankles and then sat. “Why don’t you finish what you started.” he said. The streetlight gave the empty parking lot an eerie feeling that I found sexy, my focus completely on him and his lustful stare. And why not? Finish what I started?
I slipped my stockings and panties down bent over in front of him showing off a bit, flashing him. I felt his hand caress my ass then moving between my legs from my pussy to my anus. “Come sit.” he said softly. I turned my head backed up some and then sat slowly onto his cock. I felt him enter me slowly, I moaned aloud.
I lowered myself completely, he wrapped an arm around my waist. I took both hands, gripped the edges of the bench and then started to slightly bounce on his cock.