Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Mr. Martin came into work the other night. He’s my dad’s close friend, like an uncle to me, and about three times my age. But I’m so attracted to him. We flirted all night. The sexual tension was so hot between us that we ended up back at my place. We were barely in the door before we started ripping each other’s clothes off. I felt his hard on through his pants and couldn’t wait to get it out and finally see it, taste it, and feel it for the first time. It was so hard and big. As soon as I got it in my mouth, I heard someone unlocking the front door. There are only two people that I know of, that have a key to my apartment. My sexy landlord and my naughty uncle. I for sure didn’t want it to be my landlord because he was having an affair with me and I’m so completely infatuated with him. But I didn’t want it to be my uncle either. He’s paying my rent in exchange for my barely legal, tight, teen pussy whenever he wants it. I was so scared frozen with his dick in my mouth.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

My older brother has some super hot friends.  They definitely get my attention and my juices flowing whenever they come over.  My brother caught me looking at his friends lustfully.  He pulled me aside and told me to keep my hands to myself.  I smirked at him and told him his friends might like to know his sister was a naughty, horny little slut.  He told me that I might want them to know, but he certainly didn’t.  However, one of his incredibly hot and sexy friends began to eye me back.  So, of course, I had to take advantage of the opportunity for some older cock.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

Professor Thompson met with me outside his special room. We found an empty room to have our little discussion. He begged me not to show anyone what was on my phone. In fact, he really begged me to delete the video I had taken, but I told him that I was going to need it for some reassurance. He begged and pleaded with me, asking what he needed to do for me to forget the whole situation.

I sat there for a few minutes thinking about what I really wanted, what I needed. His class was the hardest class I was taking that semester. I let him know that the difficulty from his class was putting me behind in everything else. I really could use some help on the midterm paper. Maybe turn it into a little speech or talk, one on one instead of the actual paper, and some additional extra credit so that my final grade was an A at the minimum.

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

Mama Janine believes that discipline and punishment are important for the development of boys and girls.  In front of me stands an incredibly naughty boy in desperate need of correction.  Often, I find spanking a very effective punishment.  However, in this case, I have decided to use a different type of discipline on this naughty little boy’s bottom.  Today, I am choosing to employ my strapon to punish this disobedient bottom.  Sometimes a properly stretched and stinging bottom hole serves as a more effect reminder than a blistered set of cheeks.  Both types of punishments require Mama to bend you over to get you ready to learn your lesson.

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Fingering Your Ass

Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

You made it through Locktober as a pussy free sissy doll for me, and I’m ready to give you your reward. We agreed that if you stayed locked in chastity all of October, I would let you fuck me in November. However, you know nothing ever comes easily for a loser like you.

Anal has been a hard limit for you for so long, and I’m bored with it. If you wish to claim your reward (Driving your pathetic little girly cock into my creamy, warm pussy,) you’ll have to take my fingers up your ass while you do it. LOL I knew you wouldn’t say no. I’ll make a faggot out of you soon enough.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

As I sat in the dark room, I wondered why I agreed to participate in the Beckett’s Haunted Mansion. There was a thunderstorm outside. So lightning would light up the room periodically. When it did, I couldn’t help but get scared of my own reflection in the mirror. The Raggedy Ann costume looked so demented. As did all of the hundreds of dolls around the room. I sat in a corner trembling  as I heard screams from the other rooms. I was to blend in with all of the other dolls then pop out and scare them. But when I heard the door open, I froze. I heard men’s voices. They were laughing and talking about how they’ve always wanted to fuck a doll. I remembered reading about agalmatophilia. Then they walked right up to me. One turned on the flashlight on their phone and shined it right on me. He started touching me and telling the other guys that I was so realistic. Then they started touching me as well. I was too scared to move. Luckily, he put the phone down, so I was able to blink and breathe. But then they began groping me.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

Don’t you just love fucking against the wall sometimes? I got out of a coffee house late one night where one of the patrons randomly met me and then followed me outside. He was so attractive and as soon as he came up to me, I couldn’t keep my hands off him. That’s when he threw me up against the wall.

He ran his hands through my hair and kissed my lips passionately. That’s when he moved down to my neck and then breasts, nibbling and biting the whole way down. I was wearing a tank top, and he pulled the straps down my shoulder so he could get better access me to titties. Lucky for him I wasn’t wearing a bra today.

He groped and grabbed at my titties, and it felt so amazing. Quickly he spun me around, so I was facing the wall with my hands against the wall, and I think I knew what was coming. I think some ass play was on its way, and I was so ready for it; I was begging for it.

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

He looked up at me from his knees in front of me.  I reached out and stroked his cheek reassuringly.  “Now, I know it’s your first time, darling.” I told him as I stood towering over him dominantly.  “But it won’t hurt too much.  Just a little sting with the initial prick.  Then a lovely feeling of fullness.” I explained to him.  He still looked nervous and apprehensive.  But he still looked up at me trustingly and replied, “Yes Mistress.” Then he leaned in and kissed the tip of the strapon cock that jutted out in front of me.  His eyes turned up submissively.  “Please give me my first pegging, Mistress.”

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I spotted her immediately – a woman sitting at a table in my favorite coffee shop, engrossed in a book with a covetous title: “Dark Arts for the Desperate Soul.” Her eyes darted up, catching mine, and she quickly looked away, a flush creeping up her neck.

I approached her table with a confident stride, my heels clicking against the tiled floor. “Excuse me, but I couldn’t help noticing your book. Are you interested in witchcraft?” She stammered, her gaze flickering between me and the cover. “Y-yes, I am. But I’ve never…I don’t know much about it.”

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Dr. Julie, Can you help me? I have a confession to make. I’m a married, straight man. But I have a deep, dark secret that I’ve never admitted to anyone before. Not even myself. I’m not sure if it’s a fantasy or a fetish. But I can’t stop thinking about it, no matter how hard I try. I’m so ashamed to admit it, but I fantasize about cock. I dream about what it tastes like, what it would feel like in my mouth, even what it would feel like inside of me. But I love my wife Dr. Julie. I’m so confused. Why do I want to drink cum so badly? The thought of a face, ass, and mouth full of cum turns me on more than anything else. I feel guilty admitting that when I have sex with my wife, I fantasize about cock. What’s wrong with me, Dr. Julie? I feel so flawed. Can you cure me?”

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