Author: Amber

wearing

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“You’re wearing them,” you murmured, a smile playing on your lips, your gaze fixed on my legs. “You always know how to surprise me, don’t you?” With a mischievous grin, I led you to my house, the anticipation thick in the air. Once inside, you couldn’t resist the allure. You knelt before me, your hands tracing the path up my legs, your breath hot against my skin. The feeling of your stubble against the smooth nylon sent shivers down my spine.

“These make you feel so fucking sexy,” you whispered, your voice husky with desire. “I could hump your legs all day.” And so, you did. Your hardness pressed against my leg, the friction of the nylon against your pants driving you wild. The sight of you, lost in your own pleasure, was mesmerizing. Your moans filled the room, a symphony of desire that echoed my own.

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you

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“Don’t be silly, Tami. Of course they’ll like you. You’re gorgeous, and they’re sailors on leave. Trust me, they’ll be all over you,” I reply, giving your ass a playful slap. “And who knows, maybe they’ll be into something… a little different.” I wink at you, and you blush, understanding exactly what I mean. I’ve always known you were a bit of a sissy, Tami, and I have to admit, it turns me on. There’s just something so taboo and wrong about it that makes it so right.

As we walk down to the pier, I can feel the excitement building up inside of me. I’ve always loved the atmosphere down here – the salty air, the sound of the waves crashing against the shore, and the smell of fresh seafood. But today, it’s different. Today, it’s all about you and me. We make our way to the end of the pier, where a group of sailors is gathered. I can feel their eyes on us as we approach, and I can see the curiosity in their expressions. I introduce you to them, and they greet you warmly, but I can tell they’re sizing you up, trying to figure

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Riley

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I can’t believe it’s already Christmas. The past few weeks have gone by in a blur. I’ve been busy with work, and Riley’s been busy learning how to wrap Christmas gifts for me. It’s so cute how much effort he puts into it. He’s been practicing on all sorts of things, from boxes to bottles to tubes of toothpaste. But his favorite gift to wrap is his beautiful cock, wrapped in a fresh diaper full of powder!

I walk into the living room, and there he is, sitting on the floor with a big pile of presents and a roll of wrapping paper. He looks up at me and grins. I sit down next to him and pick up the diaper he’s holding. It’s a big one, with extra padding and a cute little design on the front. I hand it to Riley and watch as he carefully wraps it around his cock, making sure to leave the front open so I can see his hard dick poking out. He shivers as I run my fingers over the soft fabric, feeling the warmth of his skin underneath. I lean in and kiss him on the cheek.

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slut

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Tami can be such a naughty little sissy slut sometimes. I took her out to see Santa today, but I knew she would be a bad girl. And as soon as she sat on his knee, I told Santa that Tami had been very, very bad. “Tami has been naughty this year,” I said to Santa, giving him a sly wink. “She needs to be punished.” Santa looked at Tami, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Is that true, Tami?” he asked.

Tami looked at me, her eyes wide with fear. She knew she was in trouble. “Yes, Santa,” she said softly. Santa’s face turned serious. “Tami, I’m afraid you’re going to have to be punished for being naughty,” he said. “I’m going to have to make you suck my big cock in front of everyone at the mall.” Tami’s eyes widened even more, and she looked at me with a mixture of fear and excitement. She knew she was in for a treat. “Go on, Tami,” I said, giving her a little push. “Suck Santa’s big cock. You know you want to.” Tami looked at Santa, her eyes filled with lust. She leaned in and wrapped her lips

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room

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“Well, Tami, it’s time to show you your new room. I know you’ve been curious about it ever since I told you I was building it…I think you’re really going to love it!” “I can’t wait to see it, Amber! You’ve been teasing me for weeks now…I hope it’s as naughty as you’ve been making it sound.” “Oh, it’s naughty alright. But I think you’re going to like it. Come on, let me show you.”I lead Tami down the hallway and stop in front of a door. I take a deep breath and open it, revealing a room full of sexy play toys that would make any sissy whore blush.

“Wow, Amber! This is incredible! Look at all these toys!” Tami exclaims as she runs her hands over the various sex toys scattered around the room. “I’m glad you like it. I wanted to make sure you had everything you needed to have a good time. But that’s not all. I have a surprise for you.” “A surprise? What is it?” “Well, I’ve been doing some research and I found out about these hormone treatments that can help you become a girl. I thought it

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You’re late

Posted 2 months ago by Amber

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“You’re late,” I say, checking my watch as you slide into the chair across from me. “Sorry, traffic was a heavy,” you apologize, signaling the waitress for a cup of coffee. “So, what’s good here?” I raise an eyebrow at you. “I’m not a menu, Alex.” You laugh, the sound warm and genuine. “No, I meant the coffee shop. What’s good here?” I shrug. “Their lattes are decent. But if you’re looking for something stronger, I know a place around the corner.”

You lean forward, eyes sparkling with interest. “Oh? Do tell.” I smirk. “I’ll take that as a yes. But first, let me finish my coffee.” You sit back, sipping your own drink as you watch me. I can feel your gaze on me, and I can’t help but squirm a little under your scrutiny. I’m wearing my favorite little black dress, the one that hugs my curves just right and leaves little to the imagination. I know I look good, and I can tell from the way your eyes keep drifting down to my cleavage that you agree. Finally, I finish my coffee and stand up, grabbing my purse. “Ready?” You nod, and we make our

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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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