Author: Felicity

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I’m already someone’s Wife, that’s true, but it doesn’t mean that we can’t have naughty, filthy fun on the phone. It’s mostly innocent, isn’t it? I just want to play! The fact that I want to spend all day spread eagle in my marriage bed with your voice in my ear, and my fingers in my pussy isn’t really breaking any vows?

My husband won’t find out, and I won’t tell your wife. Really we have nothing to fear except for what we could be missing out on if you don’t call me! I’m lonely, and you’re horny. We were meant for each other.

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Breast, tit, boob, flesh bag, whatever you call them, I want them worshiped.

I want to come home from a long day of wearing a bra all day and have someone worship my breasts. After being at work for hours, after going to the gym and sweating into my sports bra, my fantasy is to have a man meet me at the door and slowly undress me. He’d kiss my lips as a greeting while his hands cup my supported breasts. Gently kneading and whispering how he’s been thinking of freeing my boobs nonstop.

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Hi Sweetie, listen, I’ve been doing some thinking, and this …gender…doesn’t fit you. Neither does this age. You’ve had your whole life to prove you could be a man, and well… you’ve failed. Terribly. You’ve never been able to hold a job, you can’t afford to live on your own, and your friends are just tired of your drama.

You need age regression feminization so you can start a new one! Come sit with me and drink this baby bottle. The warm, milky liquid inside is actually a magic potion that I just KNOW will solve all your problems. Drink it all up now, every last drop. There, THERE we go!

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Ut oh, Baby! Look what’s happened! Mommy’s all wet! I guess I’ve been so busy, running around all day to take care of you that I forgot to take care of myself. So I started to get those tingles, ya know? The warning bells we talk about in your special places. The ones that let you know you have to come tell Mommy you have to potty.

Like you, I must have got distracted. When you tell me you were too busy playing to use the bathroom, I know I get really annoyed and spank you, but I guess this time you’ll have to spank me! I meant to make the time to go, but I had to get you up and dressed and then make breakfast and pack your lunch for daycare!

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The music was so loud she couldn’t hear her own thoughts. The bass paced her heartbeat, and the energy of the melody moved her body. Not a single thing mattered out here on the dance floor. Not the family at home or the stress waiting for her at work. Her neck rolled back, and her eyes closed; she loved dancing. Sweat beaded across her skin as she turned and swayed, and her breath was strained as if the DJ knew she needed a break from the fast pace he’d set; the music slowed to something more sensual.

She could feel it in her limbs and in the air around her. The crowd moved with her, everyone sharing the same vibe. Then, a strange pair of hands slid over her hips and pulled her back against a firm body she didn’t know.

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 Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

That lucky little Irish fuck is going to be running amuck in just a few weeks, and this year I’m going to catch him. I’ve been doing my research; see, I thought leprechauns stole from people to get those big ol’ pots of gold, but that isn’t true! They are humble little cobblers, like shoemakers! Though they can not resist the temptation of collecting more and more gold. They spend all their time either stitching soles or finding abandoned gold.

So if I catch me a leprechaun this St. Patricks day, I’ll not only make him grant my three wishes (They have to, it’s a thing), tell me the hidden location of his pot of gold but I’ll also lock that little man up and make him cobble me up some of the hottest new heels for my delicious feet.
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Working for Mr. Smith used to be really boring. The same old nine to five, typing all day, getting him coffee and lunch, listening to his dull conversations on the phone day after day. It was enough to almost make me feel bad for him. Almost.

One day, I heard him talking to a business acquaintance about how boring and awful their wives were. I’ve seen Mrs. Smith before; she’s put together nice enough, not quite like me, but who is? Poor Mr. Smith hasn’t gotten a chance to stretch Mrs. Smith’s cunt in years. Instead, he’s been forced to hold onto the distant memories of what her throat felt like and the texture of her wet tongue lapping at his aching, married cock.It wasn’t long into their marriage that Mrs. Smith stopped giving up the goods and just started taking them. Mr. Smith is a sucker; he keeps her in a fancy car and beautiful clothes, all in the hopes she’ll spread those legs once more.

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Some days are just trash. From the moment your eyes open till you close them at night, it’s disaster after disaster. Today, for example, I woke up late for a super important meeting because my cell was missing and the ringer was off, so not only did I miss my alarm, but I couldn’t call it to find it! Then to prove this lousy day was bound to be real bad, my car wouldn’t start.

It’s difficult to call a taxi when you have no phone, but if I missed this meeting, I’d miss out on a great opportunity. So I had no choice; I ran over to my neighbor’s house and asked them to call me a ride.

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Being a housewife comes with some perks. Like winter vacations in the tropics when your husband has had it up to his ears with work and demands a getaway. We flew out for our first, sexy long weekend. I was so excited for a chance to get away from it all. Three whole days of no job, no chores just us!

The flight, as always, was long, but as soon as we checked into the resort, I got this wave of new energy! I wanted to get crazy! But, on the other hand, my husband was a stick in the mud. He tried to convince me to stay in the room, saying how lovely our suite was and that we could get room service and watch tv but FUCK that. We could do that at home!

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Pt 1.

The boy brought Michael into the bathing room, and Michael shivered with anxiety. There were four other boys like the one helping him, bathing four other men like him. He realized how easily the Queen could overlook him, and his whole body trembled. The boy quickly began stripping Michael, who was self-conscious. “I can do it myself.” He tried to push off the hands of his helper.

“If you wish to have a cage like mine, you’ll not resist to anything that’s asked of you or done to you in this place.” The boy’s whisper settled a calm over Michael as he nodded. The boy, of course, was right. He’d have to be pleasing. He nodded and allowed the boy to remove all his clothing.

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