Category: blowjob

Rhonda Makes Her Boyfriend Gay

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Hanging out with couples is always a thrilling experience for me. I never know exactly what will happen. My friend Rhonda asked if I wanted to come over for movie night with her and her boyfriend. Lately, she’s been complaining about him. Even going so far as to say his cock doesn’t please her. I guess it’s on the smaller side, but I didn’t really hope for any action when I agreed to go to movie night.

When I got there, her boyfriend was a little standoffish. It happens with straight guys sometimes. They just don’t know how to handle knowing a beautiful woman like me has a cock. However, I soon realized Rhonda’s intentions to make her boyfriend gay as we sat on the couch and she started rubbing both of our thighs.

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Heavy

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Look at how heavy and needy your balls are today. They look terribly full of that cum I know you want to feed me. However, I don’t think I’m going to allow you to cum today. I’ve decided I want to toy with you for a while and see just how much those big balls can handle before they bust a nut.

How would it make your balls feel if I said the only teasing I wanted to give them was with my mouth? My lip gloss-coated lips want to kiss your sack. Sucking and pressing them between my lips while I make loud kissing sounds. Basically, I’m going to make out with your balls while your heavy dick lays over my face.

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My Son's Bully

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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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sissy girl

Posted 2 weeks ago by Amber

sissy

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I smirk as I walk into the bedroom, my sissy girl already waiting for me on the bed. She’s wearing a tight pink dress that barely covers her ass, and her long blonde hair is pulled up into pigtails. I can see the nervousness in her eyes, but there’s also a spark of excitement. She wants this, and I’m more than happy to oblige.

“You ready for this, sissy?” I ask, my voice dripping with amusement. She nods, her cheeks flushed. “Yes, Mistress.” I chuckle, walking over to the dresser where I keep my toys. I pick up the sleek, purple device and wave it in the air. “This little thing? It’s going to make you scream, like a sissy bitch.” She whimpers, her hands clutching the sheets. I can see the wetness already staining the crotch of her dress.

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My Best Friend

Posted 3 weeks ago by Julie

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

We’ve been best friends since we were kids. There have been times through the years when we thought it could be much more. But the timing never worked out. While we were both in and out of relationships, he wanted to save himself for marriage. A part of my heart always thought that might be me. But when he fell in love and got married, that part of my heart was crushed. All I’ve ever wanted for him is to be happy. But from the time I met her, I knew she wasn’t the one for him. He has a huge heart of gold. While she’s just so cold. I had always imagined him with a very sweet, kind, and compassionate person. But she’s just not, at all. I could never figure out what is was that he loved about her. But he did. So I just had to accept it. I figured there had to be a side of her that I didn’t know. But recently he asked me out for drinks to catch up.

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sister

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Did we really just do that?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper. I can’t help but smile at you, my lips curling up into a wicked grin. I take a moment to look around, but everyone around us seems to be blissfully unaware of our little tryst. The crowds are still milling about, enjoying the sights and sounds of the county fair, completely oblivious to the fact that just a few feet away, you just ripped off my clothes and are about to fuck me, your little sister, on a bale of hay.

I can feel the heat radiating off your body, your chest heaving with each breath. I reach out and place my hand on your chest, feeling your heart race beneath my fingertips. “You’re so fucking hot,” I murmur, my lips brushing against your ear. I can feel you shiver at my touch, your body responding to me in ways you can’t control.

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Dystopian

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The year is 2050, welcome to Dystopian Patriarchia.  Men control everything now.  They make all the laws and determine the fate of women and effeminate men.  Now every family is required to own a Pet.  Pets are procured through women and petite effeminate men who don’t meet the masculinity standards of today’s society.  A woman is required to marry by the age of 20 and if she does not, she is collected and sent to the Feminine Management Bureau for Petification and homing.  Women who marry must either become the family Pet or find a suitable Pet for the family.  There also exists a bounty for the capture and delivery of any effeminate man.  They undergo their own transformation to becoming family Pets.

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boyfriend

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Recently, my best friend Tayla and her longtime loser boyfriend Lucas found themselves in the midst of a heated argument at the local dive bar. The tension between them was palpable, a mix of too many drinks and pent-up frustration that had been brewing for weeks (well, more like months). Once again, in an effort to make himself appear far superior (and cooler) than he actually is, Lucas told everyone that he’s related to a famous rockstar and wanted Tayla to play along. Tayla, her eyes flashing with anger, wasn’t having it. She hates it when Lucas lies, especially when he insists she participate. Tayla turned around, her heels clicking sharply on the sticky floor, and stormed out of the bar, leaving Lucas looking like an idiot and feeling very embarrased.

Lucas, desperate to salvage the night, followed her out, his voice pleading as he called after her. “Baby! Baby, you can’t just walk home! Let me drive you!” Tayla, her back stiff with defiance, snapped back, “Well, I ain’t helpless here, you’re just someone I can’t stand. I can find my own way home, I don’t need you!”

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Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

I’ve been having so much fun being your personal sex doll. You take me out and play with me so often that I rarely get lonely. However, you didn’t bring me out of the closet to play with you when you came home today. I could hear these strange gargling, coughing, and choking sounds, so I leaned into the closet door and looked through the tiny crack.

You were on your hands and knees on the bed, sucking a big dildo. I was so confused by what I was seeing. You’re a man, so you fuck pussy or eat pussy; why would you be entertaining a dildo in your mouth? And why would it be making you so hard? I stood up and pushed open the closet door. We made eye contact, and you looked terrified, knowing you’d been busted being a cock sucker.

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Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

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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