My Son's Bully

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Sean isn’t the kind of boy who stands up for himself. He’s a bit of a nerd and very shy. Obviously, I was upset when he came home with a black eye. “What the fuck happened to your face?” I asked as I cradled his soft cheek and turned his head side to side. Of course, he told me it was nothing, just a boy at school.

A boy at school, my ass. This was unacceptable! It took a while before Sean finally gave me the boy’s name, but when he did, I was relieved that I knew his Father. I’d just call him up and get this all settled. No one was going to bully my boy.

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The stranger at the bar was my boyfriend. It was his idea. “Let’s play pretend tonight,” he said. “You be you—but act like you’ve never met me.” He told me where to meet him: a dark lounge tucked in the corner of the city, moody lighting, velvet booths. I walked in like I didn’t belong to anyone. Red lips, black heels, no bra under my silk blouse.

He was sitting at the bar, one hand around a whiskey glass, the other draped casually across his lap. He didn’t even glance at me at first. When he did, his eyes lit up with pure hunger. “You here alone?” he asked, voice low, dangerous. “For now,” I answered, sliding onto the stool beside him.

He bought me a drink. Let his hand graze my thigh as we talked about everything and nothing. My heart was racing—and I knew we were both fighting the urge to drop the act. But it made everything hotter.

Thirty minutes later, we stumbled into a hotel room like we’d just met. He pushed me against the door, yanked my blouse open, and kissed me like he didn’t know my name. He fucked me rough, like Continue reading “The Stranger at the Bar Was My Boyfriend”

I've Got The Goods

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Bad men need a supplier. Sometimes the things that turn us on are frowned upon. Even illegal. That makes the hunt for what you want so much more frustrating, but look no further, baby. I’ve got the goods.

I’ve told you before, my house is the one everyone flocks to. All ages be hanging out, all hours of the day and night. It’s as if their parents don’t have a clue where they are, or worse, as if they don’t even care. That makes it so much easier for me to convince those abandoned little sweethearts to do things they don’t want to. They’ll do anything I say for a bit of parental love and affection. Can you see how that would make me the best supplier?

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Edge To Me

Edge To Me

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

I know what it’s like when you want to masturbate but can’t find the RIGHT video or photo. You are rock hard, lazily stroking with one hand, waiting for something to trigger you. Your finger is continuously scrolling nonstop through the void of pussy and ass. You crave that one image that will spike lust into your balls and make you bust. But it gets harder and harder to find the more you look.

Well, stop right here. I am what you need to edge to. You know you want to. The desire and lust are right there for you to indulge in. Edge to me!

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Please dont touch my cock!

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

As a new trans person, sometimes I get nervous I won’t be welcomed in the women’s locker room at the gym. My cock is still threatening to unsuspecting women, and my breasts don’t seem to soften their feelings toward me. So I’m still stuck waiting until it looks like no one is in the men’s locker room and rushing to shower and get out before someone pops in.

I had to get to work after my workout but didn’t have time to drive all the way home to shower. So I needed to use the men’s locker room, even if someone was already in there. When I knocked, no one answered. If I were quick, maybe things would be okay!

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I was telling my friend Jack how stressed I’d been lately. He mentioned he could see it in my face, the toll life seems to be taking on me. I reminded him that everyone is stressed out nowadays and that things would be fine soon, but he got this funny look on his face and said he knew just the thing to turn my frown upside down.

I asked what he had in mind, but he just started texting on his phone with a big grin on his face. “You’ll see soon, ” he promised. Knowing Jack better than anyone, I knew he wouldn’t tell me until he was good and ready, so I kicked my feet up and started watching the latest reality TV trash, vegging out my mind to find inner peace. After about thirty minutes, the doorbell rang, and Jack sprung up.

“Time to enjoy our little sissy stress toy!” His eyebrows wiggled at me, and then he darted to the door.

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BBC Can't Resist A PAWG

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

The music in the club was loud, and sweat trickled down my spine as I danced with my girls on the overcrowded dance floor. It was hot, and the bodies bumping and grinding against mine were sexy as sin. I threw my hands in the air as my hips swirled around,d but they froze for a second when something firm pressed against my backside. The crowd surged with the music, and the body behind me ground into my Phat Ass like a wave, jolting me back into movement.

I sat back and rolled my body into his. A big black hand landed on my hip, pulling my juicy ass even tighter against him, and then I felt his lips at my neck. The stranger behind me nibbled his way to my ear as we danced and growled. “This ass of yours has me so fucking hard, baby girl.”

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Candy Girl Orgy

Candy Girl Orgy

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

The sound of high heels striking the floor as the girls drew near only increased my heart rate. I sat perched on E’s lap, his hand rubbing the stocking covering my sexy thighs and his lips peppered along my shoulder. “They are coming.” I panted and looked back at him.

My hand drifted down to rub over his already rock-hard cock. Anna strutted in first, parting the red curtain that separated the VIP from the regular clubgoers. She was wearing the sexiest black stilettos and fishnet thigh highs. Her seductive eyes met mine with a knowing glint. We were going to make this a night E would never forget. Diana followed close behind her in similar lingerie, but six-inch white pumps announced her presence. My mouth watered at the sight of her fingers trailing down Anna’s side.

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Tongue Fuck My Butthole!

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

I guess you could say I’m a spoiled, bratty little teenage slut. Daddy says I’m not supposed to be this hungry for cock but in all fairness, he did train me to be this way. I crave his older, married meat inside of me at all times. When I heard the bathroom door shut, and the shower turn on, I darted for his room and found him lying on Mommy and Daddy’s bed. Clearly, it was Mommy in the shower meaning Daddy was available to tongue fuck my butthole!

I crawled up beside him and bent over. Reaching back to pry my cheeks open. Daddy’s hands traced up the back of my smooth thigh as he chuckled. “What do you need, slutty girl?”

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I spot you the moment you walk into the strip club, your eyes scanning the nearly empty room before settling on me. I’m in the middle of my set, hips swaying and ass shaking to the beat of the music. When I finish my set, I make my way over to you, my hips moving in time with the music that’s still playing in my head. “Like what you see?” I ask, giving you a flirty smile. You raise an eyebrow at me. “I’ve seen better.”

I laugh, not taking you seriously. “Oh yeah? Where?”

You lean in close, your breath hot against my ear. “In the VIP booth. With you.” Continue reading “Hot Fun at the Strip Club”