You'll Never Compare

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

We’re together because you’re financially stable and provide me with a sense of comfort I’ve never known before. But you’ll never compare to my ex. Not physically, not in how he fucked me in the bedroom, and never in how I feel for him.

I’m still very much in love with him, and I miss his cock every day. If he and I cross paths, I will cheat on you, and I won’t feel bad for it. You knew what this was coming into it. I look good on your arm, and you love showing me off like some kind of shiny trophy you won just for participating.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Dear Mrs. Wifey,

I’m writing you this letter because I just think it’s time you know. I’ve never been a “girls girl,” if you know what I mean, and I’m tired of sharing.

For years now, your Husband has been mine. In secret, sure, but how you’ve been too stupid and oblivious not to know what’s going on has always boggled my mind. The man you married is sexy as hell, smart, and so funny. He’s a prize, one you’ve neglected and frustrated. You practically pushed him into my waiting arms, and I’ve been fucking him since.

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Wrapping Up a Sissy

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Do you remember that scene in the live-action Grinch movie where Martha May and Cindylou Whos’ Moms are trying to outdo each other’s Christmas light decorating? Well, I kind of feel that way when it comes to outdoing my Girlfriend Sara’s Holiday party. Not long after receiving the invitation to my Christmas Orgy, this bitch planned one for the night before!

As if she was trying to drain all the balls and deck all the halls before I could have my go. We’ve always been super competitive but this year, I wasn’t going down. Before her party, I placed all our sissies in chastity cages and told them if they didn’t show up to my party, I’d be wrapping up their keys and giving them out as Christmas gifts to the less fortunate.

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proud

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Mommy Anna was training her Sissy. She made him walk in heels up and down the hallway with books over his head and maintain perfect balance. Then she had him do it in a g-string while holding her tray of tea with crumpets and napkins. She made him rehearse this until he got it just right.

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Santa Isn't The Only One With A Package For You

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My girls and I got together for a Christmas wrapping party. No one likes to wrap a package alone; it makes it so much more fun to do it in a group. There was wine, gossip, and rolls and rolls of wrapping paper. After several rolls and bottles were emptied, my proper yet curious girlfriends started to loosen their tongues and ask questions they had been too afraid to ask me sober.

Impossible to answer questions flew from their lips. “What does it feel like to get a boner?” “Do you like a man’s ass better than a woman’s?” “Who sucks your dick better? Boys or girls?” Really, how does a girl with a fat dick answer any of those questions? I had to think of a way to curb their curiosity while maybe getting off.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

It’s the time of the year when companies throw holiday parties as if getting plastered and sharing cheap gifts with coworkers is something their employees actually want to do. I know my boyfriend sure doesn’t. He isn’t really a people person, more of a homebody, but he hasn’t worked for the company very long and was expected to show up. His Boss had said it would mean a lot to his team.

When he told me about the party, I was excited! We’re opposites in that way, you know? It’s probably one of the reasons why we work out so well together. I took his credit card and spent the day shopping for a party dress, getting my nails done, and even went for a massage. I took the time to pamper myself. If I was going to have to put up with him whining all night that he didn’t want to be there, I at least wanted to look and feel good doing it.

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Call Girl

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I love being a Call Girl. I have a natural intuition about what people want and need sexually. It’s in my genetic makeup. My mom, grandmother, and great grandmother were all in the sex industry. From a young age, I knew it was my destiny. My mom tried everything she could to prevent it. But her efforts were futile. This is what I’ve always been destined to do. Not to mention the fact that I’m an insatiable nymphomaniac. I’m hypersexual and multi orgasmic. I need to cum several times a day. I’ve been like this from a very young age. I’m just always very horny. That’s why I love being a Call Girl.

I love to learn about what makes people cum. We are all so different. Different fantasies and different fetishes turn people on. I want to hear about what makes you cum. I want to make you cum. Is it a strip tease? A blow job? JOI? Eating my pussy? Eating cum? Eating your own cum? A foot job? Watching me play with myself? Naked pics of me? Family fun? Age play? Watersports? Mutual Masturbation? ABDL? Pegging?

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Dinner

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Miss Anna decided to host a Dinner Party. She made sure to call her Sissy Slut downstairs, who came running, naturally. She told him exactly what she wanted done, and he nodded and complied. He said he would do as she asked, anything to make her happy. She told him she had a surprise for him, and with that, she took out a garment bag. Inside was a Sissy French Maid outfit, with polka dot sheer stockings, a short tight fitting black dress with white trim, the tinniest little white apron, and even a little white bonnet to affix his wig. She topped out the whole thing with Black 6’’ Mary Janes.

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Watch a Real Man Fuck Me

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Imagine being invited over to my place, thinking I was going to give your pathetic penis a second chance. The one and only time we had sex, if you can even call it that, you came almost instantly. I think you creamed on my slit before you ever penetrated me, and I was so disappointed. You were embarrassed but promised to do better if I let you come back over.

It’s funny to me that you think I’d actually go through that again. No, this time, you are going to sit at the end of my bed, with your pathetic dick in your hand, and watch how a real man ensures that I cum first.

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Silly Baby Forgot His Diaper Bag

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I padded into the kitchen, the morning sun rays barely stretching over the horizon to twinkle golden hughs over the countertops. One hand reached for the coffee pot while the other rubbed at my sleepy eyes, and a yawn tugged my mouth. It was a little early for me, but the house was quiet since Keviboy had already left for work. With the heel of my hand kneading over my eyes, my reach for the coffee was blind. My hand bumped into something soft but firm. I looked at the counter, confused by what was in the way of the coffee pot, and realized it was Kevi’s Diaper bag!

He likes to pretend that he doesn’t need his Huggies during the day, but Mommy knows better. Silly babies should always be padded. I poured my coffee in a to-go mug and jumped in the car, still in my bathrobe, to bring Kevi his Diaper bag.

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