Category: adult

Sweet Lovin Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

There’s a trail I run, every morning before I’ve eaten breakfast, through the park near my house. It’s always quiet, and the same faces greet me every day. An older Asian lady, who does her stretches as the sun rises, and a teenage boy who walks his small pet while scrolling on his phone. The birds chirp their morning songs as we all go about our business. Day in, day out.

One morning, an older man appeared. He sits on the bench where the trail bends near the wood line, reading a newspaper and sipping on a fast food cup of coffee. Each time I pass him, my hand lifts in a kind wave, and he always nods his head with a smile. I can’t even recall when he started showing up, but now he is there every day, just like the rest of us.

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Call me, Roomie. Today is your lucky day.

I just upped my hormone dosage last week, and I can feel it kicking in. Every inch of my body is crawling with sexual energy! The estrogen coursing through me has me feeling like a very, dangerous woman.

I’m sitting in our shared living area, on the couch, feeling myself up and down, eyes closed as I writhe all over the couch. My smooth legs rubbing sensually up against each other. It’s not uncommon for you and our other roommates to see me on the couch in my underwear, but I’m not touching myself in front of you. Well, except today.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I posed, alone on stage in the darkness, waiting for the music to build. My heartbeat was pounding in my chest as the steps of my routine played over and over in my head. I’d practiced a thousand times, but this would be my first performance. I could hear the gravelly tones of men talking in hushed voices until the spotlight flicked over my body, making me the only thing visible in the room. Then, a hush fell over the crowd as the bright light above highlighted my luscious curves. The music swelled, and my hips swayed to the beat. Rythmaiclly. Hypnotically.

I faced the crowd expecting… I don’t know what. Horny men jerking off? Piles of cash being flung at my feet? I’m not sure what I expected, but darkness wasn’t it. My head bowed, chin tucked to my shoulder as I reached behind me to pull the strings of my top. The bodice floated to the floor, and cheers reached my ears. I wasn’t alone at all.

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Girl Fight

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Girl Fight

Girl fight  xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415

Tonight was supposed to be a night of fun but it ended in a messy girl fight. All I wanted was to catch up with my sorority sister’s and reminisce about our early slutty days in college. We were chatting about how we used to suck our professors off to pass the semesters. The bar was in full swing as a group of loud whores walked in, and demanded we move our seats so they could all sit together. If they had asked nicely, then maybe we would’ve moved, but since they were so pushy, it was a absolute fucking no. The lead whore of the group decided to approach me. She wore itty bitty jean shorts that were shoved up her ass, and a baby white T- shirt that was so tight, if she sneezed, it’ll tear right down the middle. She bumped me with her breast trying to start a fight and that was enough for me to lose my cool and I poured my drink down the front of her shirt. It was on from there!

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Mommys poolside lollipop

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Mommy LOVES to be poolside. As soon as the sun is out and the water is warm, you can find me lounging or floating with my fingers in the cool water, just relaxing and soaking up the sun. Unfortunately, I had to babysit baby Nicki today, so the pretty in pink diaper loser had to come with me.

It was midday, so you know all of the bored, big-titty MILF’s were already there when we showed up. Nicki had on her pink bikini with a sweet pink tutu around her hips and her favorite diaper swimmers under her bottoms. I took a bottle of sun oil from the diaper bag and shoved it at her chest. Ignoring how she batted her lashes and looked around, practically drooling at all the cleavage around the pool. “Mommy, can I…” She started, and I put my hand up.

“Shut the fuck up and oil me.”

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

My boyfriend lay in my arms on our bed, his cock gently being stroked by my hand as he suckled away at my breasts.  He blinked those sweet baby blues up at me, and my other hand traced his jaw. I loved watching the way his jaw worked as he latched on.  It was our first time regressing him, and he was taking to it like a pro.

He trusted me enough to cuddle in against my warm body and inhale my perfume as I edged his cock.  The more I stroked him, the more he started to squirm.  Kayla, I want to cum.” He pleaded between kisses against my breasts. Cooed down at him and pinched his cheek.

“Isn’t that cute?” I let go of his cock and folded his diaper over his cock to close the tabs tightly. “But Baby Davey doesn’t always get what he wants.”

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Once you acquire a particular appetite, it’s impossible to ignore. A friend invited me over for a rare delicacy, and only after I’d agreed not to tell a soul what we would consume did she tell me what was on the menu. It was laughable at first; how could one eat shrunken men? That isn’t possible or real. Shrinking people is just a fantasy? A lore or myth…

Or so I thought. I’d been invited to participate in a little VORE. So we huddled together at her kitchen counter as she opened an intricate puzzle box. I peered over the lid, and there they were. Six tiny naked men! They looked terrified as the lid lifted and shone the bright kitchen light on them. Tiny hands flew up to cover their eyes, and I saw how hard their little cocks were.

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Please dont touch my cock!

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As a new trans person, sometimes I get nervous I won’t be welcomed in the women’s locker room at the gym. My cock is still threatening to unsuspecting women, and my breasts don’t seem to soften their feelings toward me. So I’m still stuck waiting until it looks like no one is in the men’s locker room and rushing to shower and get out before someone pops in.

I had to get to work after my workout but didn’t have time to drive all the way home to shower. So I needed to use the men’s locker room, even if someone was already in there. When I knocked, no one answered. If I were quick, maybe things would be okay!

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Having a slave is much like owning a pet. While they are really only around to entertain you, in exchange for their loyalty, you have to do certain things to take care of them, like feeding them and taking them for checkups. Daily walks and bathing them, all those chores become the owner’s responsibility.

However, when you own a human male, the care seems never-ending! You must milk them now and again, or they get incredibly stupid and whiny! They can not focus on the smallest of tasks unless their balls have been drained. This can also be a fun little punishment when you announce that because of bad behavior, they’ll only be “milked to denial” this week.

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Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Relaxing on the balcony trying to get some rays, I must have dozed off.  I began to hear some noise but not enough to distinguish where it was coming from.  I thought my lover had returned to the cabin and stepped inside.  What I shocker I saw there.  The cabin boy had the maid pinned down on her knees while fucking her in the ass.  They were so into it; they never even heard me as I moved closer to get a better look.  My shadow from the sun fell on them and they both looked up at the same time.  She let out a scream and he was so excited he fell off the bed.  His eyes were as round as I have ever seen.  She didn’t seem to speak English and started screaking out words while gathering her clothes.  He was fumbling around on the floor as if his legs were made out of rubber. 
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