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Hot and Wet

Posted 9 months ago by Writer

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It’s a scorching summer day and I’m feeling so hot and bothered, I can hardly bear it. The temperature has been climbing all week, topping 90 degrees for days on end. There’s no relief from the oppressive heat. I’m sweating everywhere, my clothes clinging to my damp skin as I walk outside.

I long for a cool breeze to caress my flushed cheeks and quench my parched throat. But it’s just me against the thick, muggy air. I arrive home from my errands, wilted and weary. The moment I walk in, I strip off my sundress, eager to feel some relief.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

My little brother knows he’s supposed to knock on the bathroom door when it’s closed before he just bursts inside.  Today, he didn’t even know and just came right into the bathroom when I was getting dressed after my shower.  I screamed at him to get out immediately.  He panicked and covered his eyes and spun in a circle just yelling how sorry he was for bursting into the bathroom.  But I could see the little twerp was peeking through his fingers and looking at my boobs!  I yelled at him to stop looking at me and to get out of the bathroom right that second.  Then I told him I was telling Mommy Anna on him for being a naughty perv!

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

“I can wait, I just want to watch you,” he admitted, looking me up and down. I giggled while lying naked in front of him. I had my dildo in hand and lube to my right. He sat stroking his cock watching me. After applying some lube to the dildo I started to massage and finger my pussy. I stretched out lying on my back, raised my legs and slowly slid it in my pussy. I moaned, sliding it in and out. “Yeah do that, fuck that pussy for me”

“Now bend over in front of me, I want to see your ass…keep fucking that pussy” I positioned myself in front of him sticking my ass out, bending at the waist. Sliding the thick dildo in and out I could feel him moving closer from behind me. “Damn, that’s a nice view,” he said.

I felt him right behind me now, pressed against my ass. He reached for my dildo and started to assist me, guiding it in and out. “I want you to beg me for it, lay down” I laid down and looked him in the eyes.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Messy Beginnings, Monday to Wednesday is exactly how this week started—because I’ve never been good at playing it safe. Monday came in hot. I woke up still sore from the weekend, and yet somehow craving more. My phone buzzed with a message: “You still taste like Sunday. That was all it took.

By lunchtime, I was under my desk, skirt bunched up, voice low on a video call, pretending to talk spreadsheets while my fingers played a different set of numbers. I sent him a photo after—no face, just legs, lips, and the evidence of my distraction. He replied with a voice note that made me clench around nothing.

Tuesday was no better. We played “Would You Rather” in the group chat, but the way he answered every question felt like a dare. Would I rather do it in public or on camera? Would I rather be tied up… or do the tying? By Wednesday, I had to admit it: this week was already off the rails. I wore no panties to the grocery store just because he told me not to. I wanted to be bad. And game night hadn’t even started yet.

Wednesday ticked toward midnight, and my Continue reading “Messy Beginnings: Monday to Wednesday” →

Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

“Yeah get down, on those knees, yeah.” he said upon entering and shutting the door. He unbuckled his pants and slid them down. His cock totally erect he slipped his Hi Vis safety vest off. “Put it on, I want you to wear it while you suck my cock” he said, breathing heavily. I giggled, slipping it on. “No no take everything off, just wear my vest.” I undressed completely and then slipped the vest on. “Oh yes, fuck yes fuck I knew it, I fucking knew it”

“Mmm commando,” I giggled. He laughed. “Just makes things easier.” he joked still wearing his hard hat. “Came right over, I hope you don’t mind.” “Your sweaty balls? Why would I mind?” I giggled. He laughed as I slipped his cock in my mouth slowly and down my throat. “Oh I need this so bad today. Thinking about you and that tongue all day. Thank you” he moaned, breathing deeply.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Penthouse playdate wasn’t the term I expected to write in my journal the next morning—but when you get invited up by two of the most dangerously attractive people you’ve ever flirted with over champagne, you don’t ask questions… you take the elevator.

It had started as harmless banter at a charity gala—Liam leaning in close, whispering jokes that skimmed the edge of suggestive, and Aurora watching from across the room like she already knew what was about to unfold. The moment they asked if I wanted to join them for a “nightcap upstairs,” my body answered before my lips could.

Liam met me shirtless in jeans, toned and barefoot, confidence radiating off him in waves. Aurora wore a silk robe that slid off her shoulder like it had somewhere better to be. “We were hoping you’d come,” she purred—and I wasn’t sure if she meant come up… or come multiple times. They didn’t waste time. Fingers brushed skin, lips found lips, and suddenly I was wrapped in a heat I hadn’t felt in years. The city lights stretched out endlessly behind us as we melted into a slow, exploratory tangle of hands and mouths. Aurora kissed me while Liam pressed Continue reading “Penthouse Playdate: My First Threesome with a View” →

Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

I was contacted to cheer him up. He suffered a recent breakup and his cousin hired me. I dressed in full lingerie with a romper covering. It was after midnight and this was really last minute. Normally I required a few hours notice but I was up and he offered more money for the inconvenience.

He opened the door and motioned for me to come in. I walked in and removed my coat, he took it, slipped it over his arm then set it over a chair in the kitchen across from us. “You look really good. Do I pay you now?” he asked, walking over. “Yes” he handed me the cash rolled up. After counting it I put it in my purse, he sat on the couch, I joined him.

He put his arm around me and I scooted close to him. He started kissing my neck and rubbed his hand over my tits. He started to pinch my nipples through my clothing.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

From day one, I could tell this summer internship was going to be a special experience. Not only was the work fascinating and challenging in all the right ways. I was given real responsibilities and was expected to contribute meaningfully to the team. But it was my boss, Mr. Jameson, who really made me feel at home from the start.

Mr. Jameson was a total silver fox with salt and pepper hair, a strong jaw, an authoritative air. But he had kind eyes that twinkled when he smiled. And man, did he ever smile at me, his gaze lingering just a bit too long to be strictly professional.

I knew it was inappropriate but I couldn’t help but fantasize about him. Wondering what those big, sure hands would feel like on my body. Continue reading “My Summer Internship” →

Pegging Event

Posted 9 months ago by Writer

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I was casually scrolling through Facebook when I did a total doubletake. “Pegging Event!” No way, I said to myself. There’s no way this could be about one of my favorite activities, pegging!

To me, there’s something so primal and erotic about taking control, flipping the script, and making a man surrender to pleasure in this way. I get to be the top, the one in charge, while he gets to be vulnerable and open, taking my dick up his ass. It’s always an incredible rush.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

He was too tiny to matter. He stood there, naked, trying to act confident. Poor thing. I watched his tiny dick twitch like it was begging for attention — but all I could do was laugh. “That’s it? That’s what you wanted me to get excited over?” I stepped closer, towering over him in my thigh-highs and heels. “You brought a toothpick to a sword fight.”

His cock — if I can even call it that — bobbed like it had something to prove. I circled him slowly, dragging one finger down his chest and across his soft stomach. Then I stopped, looked down, and tapped it with my fingernail. Just once. It bounced. I laughed harder. “You’re hard already, aren’t you? From this? From being mocked?” He moaned. I hadn’t even touched him properly. Just words. Just the humiliation of standing there like a useless little thing with a cock that couldn’t even fill a condom tip.

I pushed him down onto the floor. “Lay back. Let me get a closer look at this disappointment.” I straddled him without touching it, grinding just above him, never letting him feel my skin. “See this?” I whispered, dragging two fingers down Continue reading “Too Tiny to Matter” →