Peach – 1-844-33-CANDY

Starting college as a horny slut was harder than I expected. New state, new people, new identity. Unfortunately, it seemed that no one else shared my desires – social activities and gatherings were dull at best. My first college party was pretty uneventful, even – that is until a cute boy with a big cock changed my views on the new school.

I had been talking to this handsome boy for an hour or two, towards the end of the night. We had both been checking each other out, and I guessed a decently sized package could be in my future if I played my cards right. Oh boy, was I in for it.

“Let’s go to the bedroom?” he whispered in my ear as his fingers pushed up the edge of my extremely short skirt, teasing my panty line, but not moving under the fabric, yet.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

My service, Domestic Relief, is wonderfully specific. Exhausted, resentful wives, clutching eviction notices or overdue mortgage slips, bring me their husbands, who are incapable of holding down a job, and spend their days painting their nails in fancy lingerie. “He refuses to work, Amber,” a woman named Linda hissed yesterday, while slamming a pair of her husband’s pink satin panties on my desk (fun fact? they used to be hers, until he stole them). “I know, darling,” I murmured, while sliding a standard contract toward her. “That is why you came to me.”

There’s a distinct, highly lucrative demographic of wealthy men who desire the submissive, eager aesthetic of a woman, but strictly prefer the biological hardware of a sissy. They are lonely, wealthy, and deeply particular. My stable of useless, unemployed husbands fills that niche with terrifying efficiency. We operate on a strict fifty-fifty split. Half the cash goes to the wives to keep their suburban lives afloat, and the other half funnels directly into my accounts.

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Drs appointment

Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455

A couple weeks ago I took him to a doctors appointment because the pant wedding had gotten completely out of hand. Accidents at home, in the car, at night even in the daytime. No amount of reminders or training pants seem to stop it. I was so tired of the laundry and the embarrassed looks so I booked a drs appointment and dragged him in.

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DICK

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Being an ABDL Mama means I’ve changed my fair share of diapers with practiced efficiency. I’ve soothed grown men as they weep, and lull them to sleep after storytime in the rocking chair I bought at an estate sale. To them, I’m the eternal mother who (mostly) forgives every mess they make.

That is, until the sun dips below the skyline, and all is quiet in my house. My Mama clothes hit the floor in a heap, replaced by a sheer black silk slip dress that clings to every one of my curves. The transition feels almost like I’m shedding my skin. By day, I provide my boys with order and comfort. But by night, I crave the deliciousness of sweat. Anarchy. Chaos. DICK.

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*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I know this might be harsh but if you’re not big and black you probably won’t be making me cum. In my opinion bigger is always better, especially when it comes to cocks. I’ve gotten really into BBC lately and now I can’t stop thinking about it. It’s all I want.

How deep into BBC are you? Or have you not experienced something big and black yet? Maybe you’ve been thinking about watching your girlfriend or wife get fucked by a BBC? How kind of you to give her that gift. There really are so many options you can explore when it comes to black cock. So let me tell you about my BBC awakening.
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Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

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I left Mr. Steel’s office so horny. My clit was throbbing all the way home. I thought it would calm down after a few minutes but it didn’t. When I pulled in and saw Brent Sterling’s car at the office, my pussy started dripping uncontrollably. Brent is my landlord/sugar daddy, and I couldn’t get to him quickly enough. I knew that his big hard dick would feel so good sliding into my wet, tight teen pussy. I was so ready for him to bend me over his desk and fuck me so hard. As I threw the door open and yelled out “I need you so badly”, I saw his wife sitting in his office. I’m sure I turned as white as a ghost as I stood speechless for what felt like several minutes. The only words that came to my mind were… “there’s a leak in my apartment”. His wife, Celeste, wasn’t phased. She seemed annoyed, as usual. It was obvious that I walked in on one of her bitch him out sessions. But what neither one of them knew was that I had a bad leak. But it was in my pants.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“I want to worship you, Julie. I am here to serve you in any way you want me to. I just want to make you happy.” He whispered. 

I assured him that I knew exactly how he could make me happy. There were so many hard cocks just dripping at the chance to get a blowjob from him. Or better yet, get inside that little virgin sissy pussy. They were willing to pay lots of money, and I mean lots of money. And I NEED LOTS OF MONEY! So I created a profile and they started sliding into his DMs by the droves. So I started scheduling sessions. But first I had to get her ready. She needed a full body wax to get rid of all hair and make her as smooth as a baby’s butt. Then it was time to bleach that pretty little asshole. It looked so cute, pink, and irresistible when the procedure was over. After going on a lingerie shopping spree, the only thing left to do was to give her a cock sucking lesson with my strap on. And she passed with flying rainbow colors.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Julian is usually a masterpiece of obedience. Today, however, he is serving a much more practical purpose. He is kneeling on the hardwood floor, with his back arched just so, and his hands planted firmly in front of him, enduring the strain of my weight as I sit on him. He is my human ottoman.

Power is about absolute control, precision, and the delicate balance of reward and consequence. Julian understands this better than anyone. He lives to serve, and I live to rule. When I slide off his back to refill my glass of red, he stays frozen in place, with his head bowed. Such a good boy.

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Lilly (844-332-2639) ext 470

I have you on your back with your legs spread, and I’m sitting between them just staring. I rest my chin in my hand and study what you’re working with. No rush. No mercy. After a long moment, I reach out and pinch the tip between two fingers, lifting it slightly like I’m examining a curious little object.

“This is adorable,” I say. “Truly. I’ve seen bigger cocktail wieners.” I let it drop and watch it settle against your stomach. Then I lean in close and blow a soft stream of air across it, watching it twitch and try to grow. “Aww, it’s getting excited. Still looks like a thumb though.”

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I didn’t come to the county fair for the funnel cakes or the dizzying spin of the Ferris wheel. I came because I needed a distraction. Thankfully, I found one. He was standing near the shadows of the abandoned haunted house, watching the crowd while sipping on an ice cold fountain drink.

His name was Robbie. Or at least, that’s what he told me. Robbie was cute. His dark hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck and his smile made my pussy wet. He didn’t ask if I was alone…he just kinda knew. And I liked that about him. “You look like you’re waiting for something to happen,” he murmured, as he looked me in the eye. I felt like a snack. “Maybe I am,” I replied, holding his gaze.

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