Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

The house was finally silent after I had spent almost two hours wrangling my ABDL babies into their cribs and onesies. I stood in the doorway of the nursery, listening to the soft, rhythmic sound of paci’s clicking against their teeth and the gentle crinkle of diapers under cozy pajamas. My Mama responsibilities had been satisfied for the night, but as I smoothed the blankets over my slumbering boys, a different, more adult kind of restlessness began to creep into my veins.

I retreated to my bedroom and caught my reflection in the vanity mirror, noting the faint traces of baby powder on my sleeve and the slight exhaustion crinkling the corners of my eyes. A wicked, mischievous smile spread across my face as I peeled off my clothes. The “Mommy” persona was effectively off-duty and in its place, the woman who craved a bit of high-octane, grown-up attention was screaming for a release that had absolutely nothing to do with lullabies.

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chastity

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mistress Anna was waiting for her delinquent student named Tiffany. Tiffany dressed extra sleazy today to the point where her kilt was so short that her ass cheeks and her garter straps showed. She loved to show off in front of the boys. Mistress Anna tapped her foot as she waited for her.

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Gabrielle 1-844-33-CANDY ext 469

It was time to go to the beach for the first time this year. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining and it was a hot and humid eighty-five degrees outside. I went out with a few girlfriends’, and we found a nice shady spot under a huge umbrella. We picked a nice little beach off the Georgia coast. Well, I think that college is out or must be on break because there were a lot of delicious young men to choose from, and that’s my favorite kind of man. The younger the better.

My friends and I had a little bet going on: we would walk for a mile and whoever got the most numbers in that mile won. The losers would have to buy dinner. I was wearing a purple bikini with rhinestones on the straps, and a sheer, black cover up. I wasn’t wearing my shoes, because who can wear heels in the sand? So, I went barefoot.

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Sit On Top

Sit On Top

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

It’s time now. You’ve been practicing with your toys and opening up that little sissy pussy. Now, you are ready for the real thing. It’s cute how nervous you are, and it would be much easier if I lay you down and fucked you like a girl, but you wanted to be able to set the pace. You begged to be able to control the depth, so here we are.

Fingers interlaced as you straddle my hips and hover your pussy over the head of my cock. I love how your nervous breath is washing over me and how your fingers shake when you grip my shaft to hold me in place. That’s it, baby. Sit on top.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I stood at the grease-stained counter, twisting my purse strap until my knuckles turned white. Across from me stood Elias Miller, who looked as though he was carved out of rusted scrap metal and bad intentions. He tapped a thick, calloused finger against the invoice for my recent car service.

“That’ll be eight hundred and forty dollars, Amber,” he said. He didn’t look up. He didn’t have to. The silence in the shop was heavy, filled only by the smell of burnt rubber and motor oil. I swallowed hard, as the sudden dryness in my throat made it difficult to breathe. “Elias, I…I don’t have it. Not today. I thought I had another week before payment was due.”

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Hot For Teacher

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

I have a problem. I’m hot for my son’s teacher. I’ve broken more than one vibe thinking about him. When I first met him at the Open House in the beginning of the school year I knew I was in trouble. The way he commanded attention at the front of the room. The way he walked around the classroom handing out the syllabus. All I could think of was seeing if I could get him alone. Listening to his voice as he explained his expectations of his students; all I could do was imagine what he’d sound like while he worked me over.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Randy called me up and begged me to sissify and humiliate him. He told me he wanted me to turn him into the next Ms. Candy. I knew this was going to be fun. I asked him to meet me in my dungeon of fun, later that evening, and the sissification could begin. I wore a black latex bodysuit with red stiletto heels, and you could hear them as I walked down the stairs to meet him.

Randy was a few minutes late, so as soon as he arrived, we had to begin, no time could be wasted. I had a pretty little pink frilly, lacey dress for him to wear over a baby blue bra and matching panty set. Then I put him in white stockings and black heels. He looked amazing and transformed into a beautiful little princess, my beautiful little princess.

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Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

So many pathetic white boys be calling up my black ass talking bout they aint never had no black pussy before. It’s so cute how they think this honey pot might really taste like melted mild chocolate. Get a good lick, little boy ‘cus there is no way I’d sit on that tictac you call a dick. I fuck with real men. Black men!

Men whose cock can fuck between my mammoth tits and still be seen out the top. Your little dick could swim in my bra and get lost.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Part One Part Two

A growl vibrated from his chest, and my pussy clenched around my fingers. I pumped them in hard, scraping my finger tips against my G-spot as he’d taught me. The wet, sloppy sounds of my fucking myself and my moans filled his bedroom. As my orgasm drew closer, my thighs trembled, getting weaker and weaker, bringing me lower and closer to his mouth. Like the viper he is, Larry stilled. He was waiting to strike, waiting till I was weak and slipped so his mouth could latch on to my cunt and drag me through my orgasm. Only, I pulled my fingers free before I fell over the edge. Panting, I sat on his chest and pushed my fingers into his mouth.

Daddy sucked at my fingers greedily like a starving man waiting to be fed. His eyes were darker than normal. Blotted almost black with the lust he was fighting. I was already in trouble; there was no reason to stop his turn now.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

There was a surprise baby shower at work today for Jenelle. Seeing all of those sweet little clothes and the tiny toys got me all hot and bothered. We played diaper-changing games, and it just reminded me how much I loved that newborn stage—the snuggles and smells. Mama was getting baby fever, BAD!

I left work early and went right to the baby store. Unfortunately, this fever only had one cure! I needed to have my baby back!

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