Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Daddy was downstairs doing the laundry. He sighed when he got to the pile which was Anna’s. How on earth did she get away with this? He couldn’t remember if she talked him into doing her laundry, or it just sat there so long he decided to just do it since he was doing everything at once anyway. It was then he noticed that this was no ordinary pile.
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”
Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
Pulling all-nighters is never easy, but with Jeremy as my study buddy, I tend to get more done. See, Jeremy loves to be my filthy little desk chair when we get paired up. He gets totally naked and sits under my desk. Then he pulls my panties down my thighs and leans his head back at the edge of my regular desk chair. His chin pointed up, and his greedy mouth stays wide open, all ready for me to sit on his face.
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
Hello, my little. Mommy Felicity just wanted to check in on you. You haven’t called me in a while. Is my little one doing ok? Are things rough out there in life? Come here and let me hold one of my favorite little guys. I know sometimes you just need mommy to take care of you. Sometimes you just need mommy to take all the responsibility off your shoulders and give you a safe place. Whatever that means for you, we can do it. Do you need a safe place to explore emotions? Maybe you need a safe place to wear your diapers? Do you need a safe place to nuzzle into my breasts? All of the above?
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”
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Sissy Baby Tami was complaining to Mommy Anna that her tummy was rumbling. She had tummy aches. Mommy got worried and decided it was time to see the doctor. Tami said that her Cunny was too tight, so Mommy licked her fingers and tried to shove them inside her baby girl, but the tips barely made it in. ‘’We need to stretch open that Cunny!’’ Mommy Anna said. She got Tami ready and grabbed her diaper bag, and off they went.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
I couldn’t believe my eyes. I know my roommates are horny sluts. But I wasn’t expecting what I saw. I guess they weren’t expecting me home yet. There was noise coming from one of their bedrooms. As I walked by, I realized it was cracked. I couldn’t help but peek in. And I couldn’t believe what I saw. One roommate was on her knees with a collar on. The other one was standing in front of her wearing a strap on. She was also holding a leash that was attached to the other’s collar. She yelled “suck my cock whore”. Then she shoved it in her mouth and started gagging her with it. After a few minutes she told her to turn around and get on all fours. Then she started oiling up the strap on. She shoved her head down to the ground and told her to spread her ass open. Then she started slowly sliding the strap on into her ass. Once she got it all the way in, she pulled out. Then she slammed in back in harder and faster. She kept repeating this. But each thrust was faster, harder, and deeper than the last.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
I have to tell you about my naughty neighbor. I was in the backyard sunbathing when I heard something. Then I saw him through the fence. He was spying on me. At first, I thought I was seeing things. But sure enough, it was him. I turned over and pretended not to see him. But I kept hearing noises coming from the other side of the fence. So I just got up and went inside. That’s when I saw him. He was masturbating in his back yard while he was looking for me through the fence. I immediately knew how the term “peeping tom” came about. He was definitely that. As I went through closing all the blinds, our eyes met. I don’t know how he saw me, but it was obvious that he had. Before I knew it, I heard a knock at my door. I peeped out the peephole and it was him. Unsure what to do and scared at the same time, I ignored it. But he kept knocking. So I finally answered. He was a middle aged man. I could tell that he had a raging hard on and was about to rip through his jeans.
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
Aynsley was just a cute college girl, but she had a dirty little secret – she was absolutely addicted to anal sex. At only 20 years old, her tight little pink asshole had already seen more cock than most women experience in a lifetime.
It all started freshman year. Aynsley had been partying, giggling and gossiping until the room started to spin.
“Looks like somebody hit it too hard, huh?” drawled a familiar voice. It was Tyler, the star quarterback and notorious manwhore. He’d been eyeing Aynsley all week.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
I was minding my own business at my new job and guess who came in. My professor and his wife. Long story short, they gave me a big tip to go back to their place when I got off work. With much trepidation, I decided to just do it. I didn’t want them to cause any issues to jeopardize my new job. Plus, I needed the money.
When I arrived, my professor answered the door which was out of the ordinary. Then he sent me back to their room. When I walked in, there she was. She was wearing black leather short shorts, bustier, and thigh high boots. And she of course had her whip. My heart dropped because I didn’t know what was going to happen. They were both acting different than usual. She told me to strip down or she’d rip my clothes off. So I did as I was told. Then she said “Tonight it’s my turn with Little Rachel.” I hadn’t seen that coming. And to be honest, I was scared of what she had in mind. She walked over to the drawer and grabbed some handcuffs and a strap on dildo.