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You’re late

Posted 2 months ago by Amber

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“You’re late,” I say, checking my watch as you slide into the chair across from me. “Sorry, traffic was a heavy,” you apologize, signaling the waitress for a cup of coffee. “So, what’s good here?” I raise an eyebrow at you. “I’m not a menu, Alex.” You laugh, the sound warm and genuine. “No, I meant the coffee shop. What’s good here?” I shrug. “Their lattes are decent. But if you’re looking for something stronger, I know a place around the corner.”

You lean forward, eyes sparkling with interest. “Oh? Do tell.” I smirk. “I’ll take that as a yes. But first, let me finish my coffee.” You sit back, sipping your own drink as you watch me. I can feel your gaze on me, and I can’t help but squirm a little under your scrutiny. I’m wearing my favorite little black dress, the one that hugs my curves just right and leaves little to the imagination. I know I look good, and I can tell from the way your eyes keep drifting down to my cleavage that you agree. Finally, I finish my coffee and stand up, grabbing my purse. “Ready?” You nod, and we make our

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

This past weekend, I ventured to a local sex club, feeling both nervous and excited for the new experiences that awaited me. As a seasoned practitioner of shibari, being tied up in intricate rope patterns, I was eager to take things to the next level. Little did I know just how mind-blowing and arousing my night would become.

Upon arriving at the club, I was greeted by the shibari master himself. His confident demeanor and expert hands immediately put me at ease. He guided me through the process, ensuring my comfort and safety throughout every step. The ropes caressed my skin as they tightened around my wrists and ankles, restricting my movement while heightening my anticipation.

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

I love roleplay. It’s so fun slipping into the role, being someone else sometimes, or something else. We can do anything. The only limit is our imagination. Let me tell you about a recent roleplay I enjoyed so much. Student Teacher Spanking Roleplay.

I was the teacher. I was dressed top to bottom, wearing a white silk blouse buttoned as low as a teacher can get away with. My light blue bra peeked out when I moved. A form-fitting black pencil skirt to my mid-thigh and black stocking, showing off the curves of my long-toned legs, enhanced by the black, 4-inch heels. When I bend over, the skirt rises, showing off the straps of my stocking and the tanned skin of my thighs.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon. My darling sissy was all dolled up in his cute pink panties and sheer thigh-high stockings, just the way I like him. I was lounging on the bed in just a lacy bra and garter belt, feeling rather frisky.

“I think it’s time we try something new, sissy,” I purred, my voice dripping with mock sweetness. “I’m going to peg that pathetic pussy of yours.”

My sissy’s eyes went wide as saucers. “P-Peg me, sis? But I’ve never-”

“Shh, you’ll do as you’re told,” I cooed, patting his cheek condescendingly. “Now be a good girl and fetch me the strap-on.”

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“You’re my sex slave now,” I say, my voice dripping with confidence and authority. I’m standing in front of you, completely naked, my toned body on full display. You’re on your hands and knees, naked as well, your rock-hard cock pointing towards the ground.

You’ve always had a thing for dominant women, and I was the epitome of dominance. I’m a successful woman, always in control, always getting what I want. And what I want right now is to humiliate you and peg you with my strap-on dildo.

“Please, Mercedes,” you beg, your voice shaking with desire and fear. “Please, peg me. I need it and crave it.” Continue reading “You Are My Sex Slave” →

woods

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Amber decided to take a walk in the woods to clear her mind. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and the smell of fresh pine filled the air. As she walked deeper into the forest, she stumbled upon a sight that took her breath away.

Marty, a brawny and muscular lumberjack, was swinging his axe with ease, cutting down trees with each strike. His muscular arms and broad chest glistened with sweat, and his tight jeans did little to hide his growing bulge. Amber couldn’t help but feel a wave of desire wash over her as she watched him work.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

My femboi Paige and I found ourselves captured together.  We’d been tossed into the back of a van locked in separate crates.  I asked him if he knew what was going on.  But he informed me that he was as clueless as I was.  We felt the van drive for a while.  Then it stopped and the side doors were jerked open.  Our captors pulled us from the crates in which we’d been transported.  They secured our hands behind our backs and placed collars around our necks.  Then they showed us what the collars were for as they surged our bodies with electrical shocks when we didn’t obey immediately.  Then they inserted a dildo gag into Paige’s mouth and led us inside.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“A man does indeed have needs, and you deserve to have those needs met” I assure Derek. He seems a bit nervous today, so I ask him why. He confesses that he’s been thinking about something taboo that he’s a little bit embarrassed to admit. I remind him that he has no reason to feel embarrassed. He then tells me that he has a reoccurring fantasy that he just can’t shake, no matter how hard he tries. “I just can’t stop wondering what it would feel like to put my hard cock inside of a very tight little asshole. And I also wonder what it would feel like to have something put into my asshole.”  Excited by the thought, I let him know that he’s going to get what he desires. While instructing him to take off his clothes, I grab my bag and pull out my dildo. I drip some oil on it as he watches me. His cock is rock hard and dripping precum. I’m scared to make him cum too fast. So I figure that I should take it slow. I lay down on the couch and pull my legs up to my chest.

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We walk into the shop, and I’m immediately hit with the scent of leather and rubber. The walls are lined with shelves filled with dildos, vibrators, and other sex toys. In the center of the room, there’s a display of lingerie and costumes.

“Wow, this place is huge,” you say, your eyes widening as you take in the selection. “Where do we even start?” Continue reading “Shopping With My Sissy” →

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As I stood in the softly lit bedroom, my heart raced with anticipation. Tonight was the night I had been dreaming about: pegging my boyfriend. The air felt charged with a mix of excitement as I prepared, the strap-on glimmering enticingly under the warm glow of the lamp.

My boyfriend entered the room, his eyes widening as he took in the sight before him. I could see the flicker of curiosity, fear and desire dance in his gaze.  I approached him slowly, feeling empowered, the weight of the harness a comforting reminder of what was to come.

“Are you ready?” I whispered, my voice thick with need. He nodded, biting his lip, and I could see a flush creeping up his neck. I leaned down to meet him, our lips brushing softly before I captured him in a deeper kiss. His hands found my waist, pulling me closer, as if to say he was entrusting himself to me.

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