Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

The last time I talked to Stephanie, I said to her, “You’d better behave yourself while I’m gone, if I find out you touched yourself while I was gone I’m gonna be disappointed in you.” Well, three months later, guess what I find out? Sissy Stephanie disappeared on me and confessed that she had indeed touched herself while she was gone. Yes, I am disappointed, but I’m going to have way more fun humiliating and punishing her in ways she never imagined.

I pick up where I left off before by dressing her up and turning her into my ultimate sissy doll. She was used to that, so she turned into my doll quickly. Full clothing dress up, full makeup and wigs. She looked like a sissy doll that was begging for my punishments.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Dr. Julie, my Daddy looks at me like he’s having naughty thoughts. But I like it. I know it’s wrong. Why do I get excited when he looks at me like that? Lately I’ve been doing things to see what kind of reactions I can get. I’ve been wearing little t-shirts and panties around the house. Or shorts that are so little that my butt cheeks hang out. I’ve even worn my short little nightgown with no panties underneath. And I made sure to spread my legs so he could see. That time he went running into the bathroom to take a shower. Why does it make me so tingly and wet? When I lay in bed at night, I think about it. I touch myself. The more I do it, the better it feels. Then I get this tingly sensation all down there and in my tummy. It makes me feel so wrong having thoughts like that about my Daddy. Do other girls feel like this too? Or is it just me? I’m so ashamed to admit that I think about Daddy doing things to me.

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Caleb's Fantasy Hitman

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“I hate her,” Caleb growled as he shoved open the door. I followed him with soft steps. He dropped his briefcase and shook out of his suit jacket. I laced my fingers around his, pulling him in close to my body. Then lifted his hand to my lips and kissed his palm. Our eyes met, and my tongue swirled over the gold band on his ring finger. My lips parted, and I sucked his ring finger along my tongue. When my lips sealed around the band and my teeth grazed it from his finger, his dark eyes grew lusty.

“I’ll end her for you.” My words were syrupy thick after I spat the wedding ring across the kitchen, and his hands slipped around my waist. He tugged my body tight to his, and I could feel how hard his cock was at the idea.

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Legs Contest

Posted 2 days ago by Amber

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I stood center stage, as the hardwood beneath my heels vibrated with the roar of the crowd. My focus; however, remained entirely on the panel of judges. Specifically, after weeks of studying him in preparation for today, I was focused on Arthur Vane.

Vane may have been a leg contest connsoeur, but he didn’t care about muscle tone or athletic symmetry. It turned out, he had a singular, obsessive weakness…the tactile, liquid sheen of high denier hosiery. Here’s the thing, guys. The winner of the contest was to be awarded a 1 year contract with a top modeling agency, so of course I wanted to win. I needed it!

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Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

The bathroom tiles are cold under your bare knees. The little micro skirt I put you in does nothing to protect them as you bob away at the cock in your mouth. The stranger is gripping your hair and digging his cock down your throat. Every gag makes your balls throb, and your hunger for cum increases.

“No time to savor it, sissy. Look how long the line is getting.”

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Babysitting

Posted 4 days ago by Sawyer

 

Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455

When I was younger I babysat for a super rich family. They would take me on trips with them and buy me nice things. I really loved the wife she was always so nice to me, But the husband was very stand offish. Nothing I ever did was good enough. One day while I was

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A Boy's First Boob

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

 While everyone can agree that breastfeeding is the most beneficial form of feeding for little ones, not many can agree on how long it is best to breastfeed. Some say only a few months are needed. Others think that continuing breastfeeding for the first few years of life sets the baby up for healthy, strong bones, but what of the bond?

There is a magical connection that happens between Mother and baby during breastfeeding. A bond that I personally don’t think should end just because the baby is capable of eating solid foods. In fact, I think that grown men could see enormous benefits in still breastfeeding today.

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Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

I was feeling my usual slutty mood, so I arranged myself a threesome with my hubby Dan and another stranger, Mike. I wanted both my holes filled tonight. The boys were called over as I got dressed and ready to be ravaged. I wore a matching black bra and thong set, covered up with a lavender silk robe. Ding Dong. The boys arrived and I was waiting.

The boys walked up to my room to meet me. Mike slowly walked up to me and started nibbling on my ear, working his way down my neck. He lightly pulled down my robe, and I felt it tickle my body before it hit the floor. He reached around the back of me and unclipped my bra and that hit the floor too. Continuing his journey down my body, he stopped at my luscious full tits. They were quite the mouthful, and he sucked and bit my nipples. I could feel the electricity run through my body.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I was standing in the aisle of my favorite grocery store, staring down a mountain of bulk-sized diapers and an alarming amount of diaper rash cream. Just as I reached for a box of premium-brand pull-ups, a very handsome man appeared beside me. I looked up to find a grin on his face that suggested he knew exactly what was happening in my world of ABDLs.

“Hosting a birthday party?” he asked, as he glanced from my face to the mountain of plush, absorbent goods piled high in my cart. I felt my cheeks flush, but I leaned into it and smirked, while tossing my hair over my shoulder. “Some of my guests are just notoriously messy,” I said, as I innocently batted my eyelashes at him.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

The afternoon heat was heavy, but the water in the pool looked invitingly refreshing. I leaned back against the lounge chair, letting the sun warm my skin. Though my attention was fixed on the pool boy. He was a college junior from next door, hired to skim the leaves and keep the chemical balance right. Today, he was working at a painfully slow pace.

He was wearing faded swim trunks, his tanned back glistening with a light sheen of sweat as he reached the skimmer pole across the deep end. He was trying hard not to look at me, but I’d caught his eyes darting my way every time I shifted. I decided to make it a little harder for him to focus.

Standing up slowly, I walked over to the edge of the pool, right where he was working. I let my sunglasses slip down the bridge of my nose, catching his eye.

“It’s scorching today,” I said, my voice dropping an octave. “You look like you’re melting out here.”

He paused, gripping the aluminum pole a little tighter, his knuckles turning white. “Just… standard summer maintenance,” he stammered, a flush creeping up his neck that had nothing…

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