Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
You don’t want to, but it doesn’t matter. Only her pleasure counts. If it turns her on to watch you suck a cock, then open your fucking mouth.
“I’m not gay!” It doesn’t matter. “I don’t like cock.” No one asked.
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Isabelle 1844-33-CANDY Ext 464
I spent the whole day teasing my neighbor like the slutty bratty girl that I am in my tiny bikini and cut-off shorts as I garden. The way he kept “accidentally” walking by as I kept bending over as I was pulling the weeds was adorable. His wife was home too, which made it even more deliciously naughty.
Tonight I’m feeling particularly bratty and decided to wear my shortest skirt with no panties to the corner bar. keeps looking down when I “accidentally” drop my napkin, and I slowly bend down to pick it up. I’ve already gotten three free drinks in an hour; I swear I’m the luckiest.
Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
It was a nice evening, and I’ve been busting my ass with work, so I thought I deserved a little TLC. This new kinky singles massage club looked enticing. I was waiting in line to get in, and I saw this gorgeous sexy guy sporting a pink crop top.
I started talking to him and we both got in at the same time which meant we got our massages together. There were tables set up and massage oils laying around. I wanted some sensual lavender vanilla; it got me so horny and worked up.
Next, he picked out a coffee scent which opened up the pores, and it was such a manly scent. The hormones were flowing and I couldn’t help myself. I walked closer to him and ran my hands up and down his body. I said, “I love it when you wear crop tops, makes it so much easier to put my hands up your shirt.”
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
Bargain hunting and thrifting are like my favorite weekend hobbies. I love grabbing a coffee and driving around the oldest towns in the south, looking for antique shops. The more obscure the better. Plus, you can’t beat the scenery. My galpal Jessica and I were on such an adventure last weekend when we ran into a side-of-the-road swap shop thing. It looked rough on the outside. Junk was piled high on all sides of the building, and something in me just tingled! These wrecked old places sometimes are hiding things you didn’t know you needed! I knew I would find a treasure inside the disaster. I had no clue it would be a pair of milking panties for my husband!
Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
I’ve always had crushes on my bosses at work, sometimes even my female bosses. The power that they have is so seductive to me. But this story is about my male boss, Mark. He had a cabin up in the mountains that he invited me out to, and I jumped at the chance. Being alone with my smoking hot boss in a secluded mountain cabin? Sign me up!
Mark sent a car to my house after work to pick me up and bring me back to his house, so we could ride up together. It was a bit confusing, yes, a lot of driving. I met up with Mark, and we took his Jeep, and he drove us, which was a four-hour drive in the evening. It wasn’t too long; I had great company.
All of a sudden he said, “pull your pants down and touch yourself for me.” I looked at him, completely shocked but surprisingly turned on and said, “you’re driving!” He didn’t care, so I did what he asked. I can be such a dirty little slut sometimes.
Isabelle 1844-33-candy ext 464
More than anything, I need the bound feeling of the rough hemp biting into my soft skin. I cherish that intense moment when the rope tightens, leaving me immobile and entirely at the trigger’s mercy. My breath catches as the first knot ensnares me in a web of sweet restraint and dark longing. It’s a dizzying high, knowing that I am helpless, fully exposed, and entirely vulnerable to whatever twisted pleasure comes next.
There’s something addicting about being wrapped up tight, every knot a tease, every pull of the rope a reminder that I’m not the one in control, even when I pretend I am. That tension between obedience and defiance, that’s the fun part of the play, I’ll provoke just enough, twist, and pout, maybe talk back, but only see what it takes to make him pull the rope tighter.
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
He walked into the empty house, unaware of the events that would unfold. Feeling hungry from a day of work, he searched the kitchen for a snack. Not a single crumb of food was found in the cabinets, the pantry, or the refrigerator, for that matter. The only thing he could consume was a small vial atop the kitchen counter labeled “Drink Me.”
He had seen movies where such vials were dangerous, but the audible sound of his stomach rumbling decided for him. The thirsty man popped the cork off the vial and tipped it to his lips. Allowing the clear liquid to slip down his throat caused a warming sensation in his belly as soon as it landed.
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.
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
“Mom, I used to have sex with cute girls, and now I’m leaking a real man’s cum out of my ass into a big thick diaper.” Stupid Sissy Nikki giggled the other day. I patted her on her dumdum head and cooed back.
“That’s right, this is what you wanted, remember?” A pathetic groan slipped from Nikki’s lips before I popped her paci between her faggot, cock sucking lips. Immediately, she sucked it in and rubbed between her padded legs. “You wanted me to make you a humiliated, pussy-free diaper loser, and now it’s youre whole life.” Nikki’s eyes rolled back at my words, and her hips humped into her hand, trying to get more friction on her now useless, locked up clit.
Roxy 1(844) 332- 2639 Ext 414
There’s just somethin’ ‘bout a cowboy. So when my friends invited me to the rodeo, I was so excited. Of course there was a cowboy that caught my eye. He looked me up and down, winked, and smiled. My heart melted. I could tell the feeling was mutual. But I could also tell that boy was a heartbreaker. All the girls were going gaga over him. It was obvious that he knew he was cute. Why are we girls always attracted to these kinds of bad boys? My mind told me to keep walking but the rest of me couldn’t resist him. He had me mesmerized. I turned around and walked right back over to him. He didn’t seem surprised but rather like he had achieved some sort of accomplishment. He removed his cowboy hat, swept his sun kissed curls from his forehead and took a swig of his beer. We exchanged phone numbers. Then my friends and I were on our way. But I just couldn’t get him out of my head all day. That evening my phone rang. It was him. He asked if I’d like to go have a drink and bite to eat. I agreed.
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