Author: Amber

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You couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief wash over you as you walked out of the hospital, CJ’s small hand tightly clutching yours. After the scare you both had, it was a miracle that he was going to be okay. You couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions – worry, fear, and most of all, gratitude. You had always known that taking care of CJ was a big responsibility, but you had never imagined that it would involve a trip to the ER.

As you made your way to the car, you couldn’t help but think back to the events that had led up to this moment. It had all started when CJ decided to go for a walk by himself, despite your explicit instructions to stay put. You had been on the phone, chatting with him on the Candy line, when suddenly you heard the sound of traffic in the background. Your heart stopped as you realized that CJ wandered off. You rushed out of the house, your heart pounding in your chest, and you found CJ standing in the middle of the road. You carefully got him out of there, scooped him up in

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hunt

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I’d just had the most frustrating week of my life and I was on the hunt for a quick fix…I wanted to feel alive, even if it was just for one night. I was wearing my favorite pair of shiny pantyhose and a cute but short dress that showed off my long legs. I was feeling confident and ready to take on the night. As I was making my way through the club, I locked eyes with a tall, handsome man named Spencer. He was wearing a crisp white shirt and dark jeans that hugged his muscular thighs. I could tell he was checking me out and I felt a surge of excitement run through my body. I made my way over to him and we started talking.

“You look  fucking amazing,” Spencer said, his eyes scanning my body. “Thanks, you don’t look too bad yourself,” I replied, biting my lower lip. We continued to flirt and dance for a while longer before Spencer leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Do you want to come back to my place?” I nodded eagerly, my heart racing with excitement. When we got back to Spencer’s room, he wasted no time ripping

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Amber had always been turned on by the idea of dominance and humiliation, especially when it came to her boyfriend Tim. He was a pathetic loser with a tiny, useless dick, and Amber loved to tease him and put him down for it. Little did Tim know, Amber had a secret fetish – she loved to transform men into sissies and make them her personal fuck toys.

One day, Amber decided to take things to the next level. She convinced Tim to take a mysterious potion she had concocted, promising him it would give him the ultimate sexual experience. As the potion took effect, Tim’s body began to change. His muscles shrank, his hair grew long, and his clothes no longer fit. Amber smiled as she looked at the pathetic creature before her – her new sissy plaything, Tami. Amber couldn’t wait to dress Tami up in frilly dresses and diapers, to put her on display for all of her hot girlfriends to see. She wanted to make Tami her personal dominance toy, to do with as she pleased.

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clothes

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“Take off your clothes, Amber. I want to see you naked,” you command me with a smirk on your face. I do as I’m told, stripping down to my lacy lingerie. “All of it. I want to see every inch of you.” I comply, removing my bra and panties, leaving myself completely exposed. You take a step closer to me, your eyes roaming over my body. “You’re so fucking sexy, Amber. I can’t wait to make you mine.”

You lead me over to your bed, pushing me down onto it. You rummage through your drawers, pulling out a length of rope and a blindfold. “I’m going to make you my little slut, Amber. And you’re going to love it.” You tie my hands together above my head, securing them to the bed frame. You then blindfold me, leaving me in the darkness. I can feel your breath on my skin as you lean over me. “Don’t move,” you warn me before walking away. I hear the sound of you rummaging through your drawers again, and then the sound of something being unzipped while feel a cold sensation on my inner thigh, and then the feeling of something being

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I watch as your eyes widen in surprise, your mouth hanging open in shock. You can’t believe what you’re seeing – your wife, Amber, bent over the kitchen counter, skirt hiked up around her waist, as a massive BBC plunges into her from behind. “Yes!” she cries out, throwing her head back in ecstasy. “Fuck me harder, baby!” You stare, frozen in place, as the sound of their bodies slapping together, the sight of that huge dick disappearing inside your wife’s wet pussy – is almost too much to take in.

But as you stand there, watching, something strange happens. You feel a stirring in your own pants, your cock growing hard as you watch Amber get fucked by this stranger. You can’t believe it, but you’re getting turned on by this whole scene. “What’s wrong with me?” you mutter to yourself, but you can’t deny the evidence. Your dick is rock hard, straining against your pants, begging to be released. Amber must notice the bulge in your pants, because she turns to look at you, a wicked smile spreading across her face. “Like what you see, baby?” she asks, her voice dripping with lust. “You want a taste

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wild

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Jamie watched in awe as Amber danced with a group of friends, her body moving gracefully to the beat of the music. Jamie felt a sudden, wild urge to talk to her, to get to know her. She made her way through the crowd, her heart pounding in her chest. When Jamie finally reached Amber, she tapped her on the shoulder. Amber turned around, and Jamie felt a jolt of electricity run through her body. Amber’s eyes were a deep, piercing blue, and they seemed to see right through Jamie.

“Hi,” Jamie said, trying to sound cool and confident. “I’m Jamie. What’s your name?” “Amber,” Amber said, her voice low and sultry. “Nice to meet you, Jamie.” Jamie felt her heart skip a beat. She had never met anyone quite like Amber before. They talked for a while, their conversation flowing easily and naturally. Jamie learned that Amber was an artist, and she was in town for a gallery showing. Jamie was fascinated by Amber’s creativity and passion, and she found herself drawn to her. After a while, Jamie suggested that they go back to her place. Amber agreed, and they left the club together, their bodies

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woods

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Amber decided to take a walk in the woods to clear her mind. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and the smell of fresh pine filled the air. As she walked deeper into the forest, she stumbled upon a sight that took her breath away.

Marty, a brawny and muscular lumberjack, was swinging his axe with ease, cutting down trees with each strike. His muscular arms and broad chest glistened with sweat, and his tight jeans did little to hide his growing bulge. Amber couldn’t help but feel a wave of desire wash over her as she watched him work.

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sly

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“I don’t need a diaper change,” you pout, dramatically sticking your bottom lip out. I roll my eyes and smirk, knowing full well that you need to be changed. You think you’re so sly, but I’m not falling for it. The air in here is thick with your stench. I wonder what you ate for breakfast.

“Come on, Mr. Stinky,” I tease, using your favorite nickname. “Let’s get you all cleaned up.” You squeal and try to run away, but I’m too quick for you. “Nooooo…I’m already clean!” I chase you around the room, laughing as you giggle and try to escape. You’re usually fast, but are held down by the weight of your diaper. “I don’t want a diaper change!” you protest as you waddle across the room, diaper sagging. I pretend you’re too fast for me, then catch you. You give in and take my hand as I lead you to the changing table. “You need a new diaper because your bum STINKS,” I say setting you down on the table. Your pouty face and crossed arms are cute, but you don’t fight me anymore. “How about you pick out your own diaper this time, while

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“You’re so fucking hot. I need to taste you.” You push me back onto the bed and spread my legs wider. I feel your hot breath against my sensitive skin as you lower your head to my pussy. I moan as your tongue flicks against my clit, teasing me. “Yes, just like that.”

You continue to lick and suck my clit, driving me wild. I can feel my orgasm building deep inside me. I grab your head and grind my pussy against your face, desperate for release. “Don’t stop. I’m so close.” You slip a finger inside me and start to fuck me with it. I feel my pussy clenching and trying to pull it deeper inside me. “I’m going to cum. Don’t stop.”

You don’t. You keep fucking me with your finger and sucking my clit. I scream as I cum, my pussy convulsing around your finger as your tongue continues to lick and suck me. “You taste so fucking good, I need to be inside you.” You remove your pants and I gasp, seeing your thick cock already hard and ready for me. “I want to feel you inside me” I whisper, as

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My curves developed early, and I liked very suddenly being the center of attention. Nowadays, I’m the reigning small town princess who loves to tempt and titillate all the hot hunks in the neighborhood. I regularly get all the fellas hot and bothered as I strut down the street in tiny shorts and crop tops, giving them little glimpses of skin to fantasize about. Why wouldn’t I? A girl’s gotta have her fun, and it sure is sweet being the bad girl all the guys can’t resist!

Whenever I ride my bike around town, all of the hot middle aged Dads in my neighborhood can’t help but stare as they work up a sweat in the yard or take out the trash. It seems they all try a little harder to look manly and strong when I’m around. I know how they see me – I’m the forbidden fruit they all want to taste but dare not touch. It’s easy to keep them entertained with my quick wit and sultry smile, which they all love because it brings a little excitement to their otherwise mundane suburban lives. I just know they spend their evenings in the shower, wishing
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