Seducing My Son

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

“Hey, Mom,” my son announced as he walked into my bedroom. “I wanna know why you’re fucking the neighbor instead of Dad.” He looked at me, smirking, as if he was in full control of the situation. I sat on the bed and cleared my throat. “Honey, your father hasn’t touched me in years. Stay out of it, you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into…” He shook his head and laughed, almost manically. “No, Mom. Tell me WHY…or else, I’ll tell Dad what you did.” I gasped. “Oh no, you won’t!”

He mocked me, suggesting that the only way to keep him silent was to give him a reason not to tattle to his father. So, I did what any respectable mother would do. I seduced him. “How do you know I fucked the neighbor?” I asked, as I unbuttoned the first few inches of my blouse. He looked me straight in the eye and said “I watched.”

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Wedding Season

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Wedding season is upon us. So the bachelor parties have been picking up. So far, I’ve been hired to do a few over the next couple of months. Most of them hire two or three dancers. But last weekend I had a solo gig. It turned out to be the craziest bachelor party that I’ve ever done. And it made me wonder if I should ever do one alone again. When I arrived, the butler showed me to the elevator. He told me that the party awaits me in the basement. The elevator took me to the cold, dark underground floor. I stepped out into a dark hallway and heard a faint mumble. I followed the sound to a huge, heavy, wooden door at the end of the hall. When I pulled the door open, it was so loud inside. Music and belligerent men yelling and being rowdy pierced the air. I quickly realized that it was a sound proof basement. The guys were young, early twenties, pumped with adrenaline and testosterone. You know, spoiled rotten, entitled types. They’ve grown up with way too much money and think they can do whatever they want.

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Anna Caught Rita's Dumb Slut Boyfriend

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Since I started pimping out my dumb slut of a boyfriend’s holes, I’ve been making bank. I mean, a gang bang here, running a train there, it’s afforded me lots of new purses and shoes. So much so that my bestie Anna has been asking a lot of questions. Like what I’m doing, that’s getting me so lucky. She thinks Bob is spoiling me with his new “corporate job.” I kind of just let her believe what she wanted. It was humiliating to admit that my boyfriend takes more cock than a gloryhole on Saturday night in Palm Beach!

I should have known she would get nosy and come over unannounced! I had the front door unlocked since sissy slut Bob was putting on one of our famous cock-sucking-a-thons. She breezed right in and gasped when she saw Bob on his knees, dripping in so many loads of guy cum!

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Feeding My Caged Slut

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I strut around the two-foot-tall cage in the middle of my room. The farel beast inside has only enough room to turn around on its knees. I grin down at it as its hungry gaze follows me when I go around. It’s drooling, mouth just watering for a taste of my cock. “Are you hungry, you filthy pet?” It grunts and nods.

Its grubby fingers wrap around the cage bars and rattles the thing as if in an attempt to escape. “Mmm, you aren’t going anywhere till you break,” I remind the beast and get close enough for a string of precum to drip from the head of my cock, down between the bars, where it splatters on my pet’s waiting tongue. “You’ll be good this time?”

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March Madness

March Madness

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I don’t know anything about sports ball or whatever, but I do know that March Madness makes for a great excuse to get a dick in your mouth. All you have to do is make a bet on a game. You know more than I do about the players and stats or whatever, so really it should be easy to rig.

Pick a game you know is sure to go down the drain and then get ready to pay up! It’s the perfect excuse for you curious wanna be cock suckers!

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Spring Forward

Spring forward

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It’s that time of year again! They say, ‘ Spring forward,’ I say spring on this dick! There is no better way to spend your lost hour than making up the time, sucking and fucking this dick. You know how much I hate mornings and waking up, so this time of year is extra hard for me.

You need to be a good little cock slut and ensure I wake up in a good mood.

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Henry’s eyes flickered behind the spreadsheets and quarterly reports. Until, inevitably, he received another annoying text from his on/off girlfriend, Kelly, who was angry that he was at the office on a Saturday. “You shouldn’t put up with that,” I said, flatly. “She knows you’re working this weekend. Why does she have to start a fight with you about it?”

He stared at his laptop. “She’s my girlfriend,” he finally muttered, as if the definition mattered more than the drama. I leaned forward and the scent of my strawberry perfume wrapped around the table. I was furious that, yet again, Kelly had a burr up her ass and wanted to make Henry pay for it. Not to mention the fact that it had been a long, sexless winter for me and I was ready and willing to help him forget all about that bitch.

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There I was, perched on the edge of a plush velvet sofa in Kayla’s living room. Sammy, our sissy girl was excitedly describing the man she’d chosen to marry. He was a team lead at her workplace and he already had a fiance, but that wasn’t going to stop Sammy. Especially, with Kayla and I there to encourage our little homewrecker virgin whore.

As Sammy talked about how she could see the shape of her future husband’s thick cock through his dress pants every morning, Kayla nudged me and whispered, “We should help her choose her bridal lingerie for the wedding night her pussy will never forget!” I laughed, because even just the thought of our sexy little Sammy bouncing up and down on that cock in virginal lingerie was deliciously mischievous in and of itself. “You’re on, babe,” I whispered back.

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abdl

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I had just woken up beside my sweet ABDL Valentine, David. He was already awake. “Mama, Mama, I had a dream!” David exclaimed, as his eyes sparkled with excitement. He was wearing his favorite blue onesie and a snug pampers.

“What was your dream about, baby?” I asked, pulling him closer for a cuddle. “I dreamed that you played with me and made me make cummies in my diaper!” he said. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment almost as soon as he said the words out loud. Still, I could see a hint of hopefulness in his eyes.

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Recently, I was visiting friends in Philadelphia.  I love to visit the big cities for a short time.  There are so many fun things to do and so much different culture to experience.  My friend had gotten us tickets to see a Kabuki show and I was so excited to go.  We arrived to the theater and an usher showed us to our seats.  A few minutes later this very tall, very sexy older gentleman in a pinstripe suit was shown to the seat next to mine.  I appreciate tall.  Also, I appreciate older.  I more than appreciate a pinstripe suit.

I waited for an equally gorgeous woman to join him but a couple was seated next to him filling in the rest of the row.  He was alone!  I surreptitiously looked at his left hand resting on the arm rest next to me and didn’t see a wedding ring or any signs that he wore one.

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