Author: Francie

Cum Sommelier

Posted 2 years ago by Francie

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A sommelier is someone trained to be knowledgeable in wine. They specialize in all aspects of service as well as pairing, like a wine waiter, if you will. The other day I was on the phone with Margret, a very horny sissy. She was telling me about her latest glory hole experience. See, Marget is the queen fag at her local suck n fuck. I think she is so popular there that some guys won’t even stop in if her car isn’t in the parking lot!

Anyhow, she was telling me how she must have sucked off eleven different cocks this one night and began to describe to me how each of them looked and how they even tasted. It dawned on me then Marget is a cum sommelier!

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A night out at the club was exactly what I needed to melt my stress away. I put on my slutiest dress and tallest heels, ready for a night of flirting, but then my boyfriend announced he was coming with me. My eyes rolled, but I agreed; I wouldn’t let a little thing like a “boyfriend” keep me from having a good time.

We separated once we got to the club. It was crowded, and music pulsed through the space like it was alive. I writhed with the rhythm and let the stress sweat from my pores. My boyfriend found me, of course, pressing his tiny hard-on against my hip as if it would excite me. Needing something better, I turned to another man who’d been eyeing me throughout the night. The tent in his pants was much larger when it pressed to my buttocks. “Hold my purse,” I yelled over the music to my boyfriend while shoving my clutch at his chest. Then I took Mr. Bigger Tent by the hand and led him to the bathroom.

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The ritual had been promised, a prophecy yet to be fulfilled. When we met, he told me his people had been looking for me for centuries. It seemed so odd when he told me that he’d been forewarned that he would one day meet the chosen one, and it would be his responsibility to prepare her for her duties. I didn’t know what he meant or even how to understand the heaviness of the things he whispered in my ear, but he made me feel special. His people needed me to save them. Me? How about I be the answer to all they’d hoped for?

He promised me abundance and riches if only I’d be brave enough to meet my fate head-on. But then, he kissed the back of my hand and pleaded, “Frannie, will you be our willing sacrifice?”

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I was flying home for my Grandma’s birthday party. My sister had been planning it, and she added me to a group chat with our parents, her husband, and a few of my aunts and uncles, just so everyone knew what they needed to bring to the party. I’d never met my brother-in-law before, but I figured this would be an excellent way to test his loyalty to my sister.

I saved his number in my phone and waited till the big day to start sexting him.

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Recently, I’ve found myself drawn to rocks and crystals. As if my frequency has been off, and I need to connect to something ancient and natural to get it back in balance. There’s this fun little hippy-dippy store downtown that I remember having a ton of cool stones, so I thought I would check it out.

When I walked in, the scent of sage tickled my nose. The store was small and overflowing with items. My eyes didn’t know where to look as I was overwhelmed by all the options. So I just started to wander without knowing what I was looking for. Finally, a lady walked beside me and slipped her arm around my elbow. She patted my hand and said, “You’re looking for a yoni egg.”

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I’m drooling at the thought of your cock between my lips. Anxiously, I wait on my knees in the bedroom. When you got home from work, you told me to ready myself for hard use. I supposed your day hadn’t gone so well. That’s okay; I’m happy to be a vessel for your frustrations. As I wait, my fingers trace up and down my bare thighs. My naked ass rests on my heels, and I try not to fidget.

It’s dark in the bedroom, quiet too as I tilt my head, trying to listen for when you’ll come for me. Time passes strangely while I’m on my knees. Has it been seconds or minutes? I’m not sure of anything except for the thirst building inside of me. My mouth feels empty and wet, hungrily waiting for your cock to fill the void.

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Phone

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Phone sex. I LOVE phonesex. I love how you can take a shy man and break him out of his shell. I love the sounds a man makes when lost in those moments of arousal before he cums. When his dick is so hard, he’d do anything, say anything. He’d fucking be anything I demanded simply for my permission to cum.

Men are so easy that way. Did you know when we are on the phone, I can hear you jacking off that you belong to me in those few moments? Because I know you do. The stroke of your hand and the beat of your heart kick up when my voice lowers, and I whisper my needy, breathless moans into your ear.

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Poor Sleeping Beauty. The dreams you dream while under a spell are challenging to remember. All I know is that I was falling and falling. In a never-ending, spiraling pace that almost felt like floating. No matter how far or how fast I was falling, I was trapped in the dream. Unable to wake up until he came for me.

I heard his heavy footsteps as he broke into my bedchambers. I’m not sure how long I’d been falling for, but I knew instantly that he wasn’t here to save my kingdom. Instead, he had come to claim his prize, and even as I fell, I knew the claiming would be rough.

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Watching you get ready for bed makes me so horny. I’m lying in bed, propped up against the headboard, watching you in the bathroom—the wide expanse of your sexy back turns me on, muscles rippling with every movement. Your bicep flexes as your brush your teeth, and it should be illegal to make something so ordinary sexy.

I see the towel looped around your hips, and I pray for it to fall. All I can think about is getting you into the bed so I can jerk you off. I roll on my side for a better view. Watching you comb through your freshly showered hair and then rub lotion into your pecs and down your abs. That happy trail makes my mouth water. Your wife is one lucky bitch. “Baby, hurry up,” I call to you, not wanting to waste another second without my hands on you.

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Last night I went to a freak show and found myself so turned on by the performers I knew I just had to fuck them all before the night was over. So I went with a few friends, and the arena was dark as we found our seats. Heightened by the lack of sight, we clung to each other as giggles spilled from our lips. Dangerous music pulsed through the speakers, and red lights flashed all around us.

My pulse was racing before the show even began. It was advertised as Mysterious and exciting and already lived up to its name. Then, the lights went out, and I felt something grab my ankle from under the bleachers. I screamed and jumped from my seat, only for the spotlight to land right on me. I was embarrassed as I looked down and saw a sexy man crawling from under where I had been seated. He slithered his way up my body. He was wearing all white contacts, and his breath was hot on my skin.

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