Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
I love turning two straight men into sissy lesbians. Both of them are denying how much they want to play like this for me. Struggling to accept what little submissive bitches they are. I dress them both up in lingerie and do their makeup. My little drag queen sluts look so much like sexy sissy dolls that they make eachother hard.
I force them to kiss in front of me and watch their panties tent with the desire to fuck eachother.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 ext 457
Right as I was about to doze off, I heard someone unlocking my front door. Only two people have the key to my front door, my landlord and my uncle. Once inside, he yelled “Your rent is past due Rachel”. While that sounds like something my landlord would say, I could tell that it was my uncle’s voice. And besides, that’s not the way Brent Sterling handles things. For all I know, I could probably live here rent free. After all, I am fucking my married landlord. But I made a deal with my uncle. He will pay my rent if I stay in school and let him do whatever he wants with me sexually whenever he wants to. So he usually shows up unexpectedly and unannounced. Last time he caught me with Mr. Martin. He wasn’t too happy about it. So he had his way with Mr. Martin. And Mr. Martin went along with it because he didn’t want to take a chance that my uncle might say something to Mrs. Martin. I heard footsteps, then saw my uncle’s figure standing in the doorway.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
There’s just something about the way he eats my ass. He doesn’t actually EAT it. He just licks. Nibbles. Presses his mouth around my hole like he’s trying to hoover it. His tongue traces the entrance. His teeth graze the delicate skin. Not a bite. Never that. Not yet. But close. Close enough to make me shiver. Perhaps it’s warning. Or a promise. He calls it my peach. Says I taste just like one. Sugar and sun, with a secret tang underneath.
I hate that I like the word. Peach. He doesn’t say it in a sweet way. It sounds more like hunger. Like something clawing at the dark. The way his hands tighten on my hips when I arch toward him, wordless, desperate. The way his breath hitches as if he’s losing control, when in truth, I’m the one unraveling.
Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
My friend Andy stopped by one night and luckily for him, I was so horny. I was in a pleasing mood, so I thought a nice, relaxing blowjob would do the trick. He walked into my house and around the couch, and I pushed him down on the couch and told him to get comfortable. I grabbed a few pillows and set them down on the ground, so I had a spot to get comfortable too. After all, I was going to be on my knees for a while.
My mouth was watering at the thought of his cock in my mouth, growing bigger and thicker. I crawled closer to him like I was in heat. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants to pull out his precious specimen. “Holy Crap! Is that a piercing down there?” I said. That was going to be even more delicious. I wrapped my soft lips around his soft cock and swallowed all the way to his balls.
Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463
I called up my friend Steve one night. I was feeling adventurous and wanted to try something new. Steve always had amazing and erotic ideas. I told him I didn’t want the idea over the phone, for him to just come over and surprise me. An hour later I heard my doorbell, and it was him, so I invited him inside.
We hung out in the living room because I wanted to see what twisted idea he could come up with. He just said one word, “Anal!” I was always interested in trying it but scared. He told me all about rim jobs, licking deep inside the asshole, smelling the ass, and lastly, fucking me with his huge nine-inch cock!
I kept going back and forth in my head, should I or should I not. I finally just said, “Fuck, let’s do this. The safe word is Jupiter.” He dropped his jaw open and said back, “Wait! Why are we going to need a safe word?” And then he started laughing. That made me hesitate, but I already agreed, so, it was too late.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
I’ve always liked the feeling of a day’s worth of grime sliding off me like a second skin. After a twelve‑hour shift, the world feels like a filthy hallway and there’s nothing better than a bath. Especially, when you’re full of sticky cum! This is why Zoey and I have developed a “bathing” ritual.
After work we meet at the dim corner booth of the bar that never closes. “Another night, another cleaning,” she says with a grin. We both know what that means. We’re not looking for a house‑keeper. We want someone who knows their way around a woman’s body. That’s when we notice the bartender, Hugo.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
The workshop hummed with the usual frantic energy of Christmas, but while the other elves were busy with dolls and train sets, my station was dedicated to adult toys for Santa’s naughtiest whores. I’m one of the few elves entrusted with quality control and am, as they affectionately call it, the resident “fluffer” for our naughtier creations.
Today, my task involved a new recruit. Aaron, fresh from elf academy, was beaming, proudly presenting his latest invention: a handcrafted, ethically sourced, antler-inspired cock ring. He’d spent weeks meticulously carving and polishing it. “So,” he started, “the structural integrity is paramount, as is the comfort factor. I’ve deemed it ready for preliminary testing.” He gestured to the ring, then to me, with a hopeful glint in his eye.
Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463
In Part One, Mark made me cum over and over from a vibrator, but let’s see what he can do with his eight-inch-thick cock today. My pussy was still soaking wet and so sensitive. I could feel it pulse and vibrate through my whole body, but I was ready for some more.
Mark untied my hands and feet from the bed so he could bend me in any position he wanted me in. My body was weak and lifeless, so I just let him take control of me. He kept me on my back and pulled me to the edge of the bed. He put my legs up in the air, resting over his shoulders and I felt the head of his cock enter my pussy.
Every time he thrust in and out of me, his cock rubbed against my clit, and I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. He grabbed on to me and thrust, deep and hard. After a few moments, I felt my entire body tremble and felt the pussy juices flowing all over his cock. They flowed so hard it pushed his cock out.
Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463
My friend Georgi dared me to go to a brothel one night and take a picture of all the skanks in there, so I took her up on her dare. It was called Pretty Titties Brothel House. I was expecting it to be a skanky building, but when I got inside, I was amazed. The walls were covered in velvet linings in a rich royal purple and burgundy. There were beautiful sconces covering the walls too.
After exploring for a few moments, I heard some loud manly grunts and high-pitched squealing and giggling. My curiosity took over, and I walked down the long hallway to investigate. There was a door opened a crack, and that’s where all the noise was coming from. I peeked in and saw no other than my Professor Thompson. He didn’t see me but the girl he was with did, and she gave me a sexy little wink.
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.