Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Tami skipped along signing joyfully as she went from house-to-house trick or treating along. She swung her hips and proudly told everyone she was a little devil sissy Baby for Halloween. Mommy Anna looked on so pridefully. And every house Tami went to, she caused some chaos, tripping bullies over the porches, she even set one’s costume on fire with a jack o’ lantern. Mommy Anna laughed a great deal and helped Tami escape every time.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
This spooky season I was thinking back to when I was in my early 20’s and it was Halloween night and my girlfriends and I were excited to go trick-or-treating together. We had all dressed up in sexy costumes: I was a naughty nurse, my best friend Jessica was a witch, and the other girls were a sexy cop, a devil and a French maid. If we got any candy, that would be great. But we all had something else in mind too.
As we walked from house to house, giggling and knocking on doors, we noticed that many of the dads who answered were wearing masks. But these were no ordinary masks for Halloween. These were masks that concealed some of the hottest men in the neighborhood, who had a twinkle in their eyes as they looked us up and down.
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
At the edge of town, there’s a spooky cemetery. I guess all cemeteries are scary, but this one is like extra! They say once a man who wouldn’t bear the loss of his wife. He was on his knees, grieving by her stone marker, when out of the woods came a giant beast! Half man, half something otherworldly. A werewolf! The poor man never saw it coming because he was so lost in his emotions. The beast bit into him, passing along the beastly change. However, even in his transformation, the widower couldn’t leave his wife’s grave.
They say he still stalks the grounds today, waiting for someone to transfer the curse to him so he can lay beside his wife for the rest of eternity. Of course, it’s just folklore, but my friends and I decided to camp at the spot on All Hallow’s Eve to catch the widowed werewolf.
Janet 1-844-332-2639 EXT 456
A full-time cock cage. That’s what my cucky sports 24/7 unless I want him out of it for some reason. And that happens far and few between. So mostly he has to be locked up. Mainly because he has no control of himself. And I have a life I can’t watch what he is doing with his dick all the time. So having him locked up is just the best way to go about things. For his punishments, I sometimes have to take him out of the cage.
I swear he gets in trouble just because he knows his punishment is going to get him out of his cage for a little bit. So for him, the ends justify the means. I have something new that’s going to put a stop to that! I have a car battery and some wires. His cock cage is metal after all. I refuse to buy cheap toys or sex cages. I do have my standards after all. Pure steal I had it made just for him. Because I am such a giving cucktress.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Ever since I can remember, I’ve had a crush on my Daddy. He’s the best man in the world. He’s intelligent, handsome, so kind, and treats people with respect. I love him so much, but every time I try to kiss him or do things like I see couples do on TV, he tells me it’s not appropriate. It makes me so mad when he says the love between us is different. It should be different, I suppose, but it isn’t.
He was invited to an Adult Halloween party this weekend, and I asked him if I could please go as his date. Again, he told me no because that would be inappropriate. I’m really not the kind of girl to take no for an answer. I’m going to that party in a mask and show Daddy that I AM a big girl, and the love between us can be just like the couples on TV.
Trans Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
Kyle sat beside me on the couch, scooted to the cushion’s edge, watching the play. The game had been tight, and his team was pushing toward the end zone. Every muscle in his body was tensed with anticipation. “Relax, dude, it’s just a game.” I rubbed his back in slow circles.
“You can say that your team is winning.” He cast me a side eye, and I laughed.
“It’s not like if they lose, you have to give me a blow job or something,” I was teasing, but I saw him swallow tightly so
I leaned in close, pushing my tits against his bicep as I whispered in his ear. “Unless you want to?”
Trans Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
Would you grow a fucking pair already? Your Mistress is waiting. We both know you stalk my blogs, just aching for another glimpse of my beautiful shaft. Stop jerking off to thoughts of what serving me would be like, and call me so I can guide you. Don’t you know Mistress knows best?
I know how you should be addressed and touched. I know what you desire and, more importantly, what you fucking deserve. Drop to your knees like the good worm I know you can be and slither your way over to my heels. Lift your credit card in offering and find release like no other when you relinquish your control over to me.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Once he started sharing his cum with me, he became addicted to how it tasted. No one tastes better than he does, and after we started talking about how much we love playing with his sticky jizz, he suggested maybe we make cum cubes! I thought it was a five-star idea. First, because helping him fill an ice cube tray full of his creamy loads was going to be so much fun. This is about how many orgasms it would take to fill a regular-sized Ice cube tray.
He’d better be hydrated as we work him up over and over throughout the course of the weekend to prepare for our fetish fun. Pulling the tray from the freezer every time his balls are ready to unload. Mmm, then milk him out into the little divided tray and put it back until he’s ready again. So sexy.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
I did not mean to oversleep that morning. I’d just gotten this secretary job a few months ago and really needed to keep this job. My boss did not look happy as I sauntered into his office.
“You are two hours late,” he growled at me. “This behavior cannot continue. I hired you to be here on time and ready to work, Diana.” He looked really mad this time and I lowered my eyelids as I looked up at him. He stood up and came around his desk behind me. I could feel his hot breath on my neck.
He leaned in and whispered, “Get on your knees now.” Not wanting to make him any more upset than he already was, I quickly lowered my knees to the floor and looked up at him with wide eyes.
“Yes, Sir,” I whispered.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
Taking my stepson back to college every fall is the best part of the summer because it means mommy can play. So this year I’ve decided I want to take up a new hobby since I have all of this free time.
I’ve always loved dancing, but life had a way of putting that passion on hold. Now, with my stepson settled in college and more time on my hands, I decided it was time to reconnect with that part of myself. But this time I won’t be taking a ballet or tap class because I want to do something much spicier.