Category: brunette

Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

I was feeling my usual slutty mood, so I arranged myself a threesome with my hubby Dan and another stranger, Mike. I wanted both my holes filled tonight. The boys were called over as I got dressed and ready to be ravaged. I wore a matching black bra and thong set, covered up with a lavender silk robe. Ding Dong. The boys arrived and I was waiting.

The boys walked up to my room to meet me. Mike slowly walked up to me and started nibbling on my ear, working his way down my neck. He lightly pulled down my robe, and I felt it tickle my body before it hit the floor. He reached around the back of me and unclipped my bra and that hit the floor too. Continuing his journey down my body, he stopped at my luscious full tits. They were quite the mouthful, and he sucked and bit my nipples. I could feel the electricity run through my body.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

The afternoon heat was heavy, but the water in the pool looked invitingly refreshing. I leaned back against the lounge chair, letting the sun warm my skin. Though my attention was fixed on the pool boy. He was a college junior from next door, hired to skim the leaves and keep the chemical balance right. Today, he was working at a painfully slow pace.

He was wearing faded swim trunks, his tanned back glistening with a light sheen of sweat as he reached the skimmer pole across the deep end. He was trying hard not to look at me, but I’d caught his eyes darting my way every time I shifted. I decided to make it a little harder for him to focus.

Standing up slowly, I walked over to the edge of the pool, right where he was working. I let my sunglasses slip down the bridge of my nose, catching his eye.

“It’s scorching today,” I said, my voice dropping an octave. “You look like you’re melting out here.”

He paused, gripping the aluminum pole a little tighter, his knuckles turning white. “Just… standard summer maintenance,” he stammered, a flush creeping up his neck that had nothing…

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

The fire had burned down to a low, amber glow, lazy shadows across the bedroom. He lay prone on the mattress, his shoulders knotted into tight, rigid peaks from a week of relentless stress. When I sat straddling his thighs, he let out a low, exhausted sigh, burying his face deeper into the pillow.

“You’re entirely too tense,” I murmured, pouring a few drops of warmed jasmine oil into my palms.

Instead of using my hands to work out the tension, I rubbed the fragrant oil over my skin; coating the soft curves of my breasts until they gleamed in the firelight. I leaned forward, letting my hair fall over his neck like a silk curtain. I pressed my chest firmly against his upper back.

He caught his breath as the warm, plush weight of my breasts met his rigid muscles. Slowly, I began to move; sliding my torso down his spine in long, deliberate strokes. The friction of skin against skin, lubricated by the fragrant oil, created a deep, kneading pressure that hands could never replicate. My breasts molded perfectly to the contours of his shoulder blades, smoothing out the knots with every slow, heavy glide.

A…

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Little loser

Posted 6 days ago by Sawyer

Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455

Met a little loser today and I cant stop thinking about how pathetic he was. I started out my day like any other day. Logged in to my computer to look for my next little loser to degrade. Before I knew it there was the message I was looking for. A small cock little nobody I would make fun of. The

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Lake house

Posted 2 weeks ago by Sawyer

Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455

Every summer my family and I go to our lake house. It’s always been my favorite part of summer. The cool summer breeze, the grilling,  the nightly bonfires. It never got old. I would play with the neighbor kids and I never wanted the day to end. Every summer there used to be so innocent. Summer of 2025 was way different than any summer I’ve ever had at the

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

The ambient hum of the warehouse’s cooling fans did nothing to cut the heavy, stifling heat of the late-night shift. Everyone else had clocked out hours ago, leaving me entirely alone amidst the towering rows of steel shelving and monolithic wooden pallets. The vastness of the empty space usually felt industrial and cold, but tonight, shielded in the deep shadows, it felt intensely private. Secretive.

I leaned back against a stack of heavy canvas cargo sacks, the rough fabric contrasting with the thin cotton of my shirt. My breath came a little faster, echoing softly in the cavernous silence. There was something undeniably exciting about the risk. Being so incredibly vulnerable in a place where anyone could theoretically walk in was thrilling. Though I knew the security gates were locked tight until dawn.

My fingers trembled slightly as they moved down, slipping beneath the waistband of my jeans. The contrast of the cool warehouse air against my wet warmth made me gasp, a small sound that seemed to vibrate through the high rafters. I closed my eyes, letting my imagination fill the empty spaces of the room. Every touch was deliberate, slow, and agonizingly focused.

The rhythm of the distant automated…

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

The heat of the midsummer street festival was suffocating, a swirling vortex of neon lights, loud music and a thousand moving bodies. I slipped through dense clumps of strangers, my pulse hammering a frantic rhythm in my chest. I had a head start, but not a large one. Somewhere in this suffocating press of people, he was looking for me.

My skin was flushed, slick with a fine sheen of sweat that made the humid air cling to me like a second skin. Every brush of a shoulder, every accidental bump from the crowd sent a jolt of pure adrenaline straight down my spine. It was a dizzying game of hide-and-seek. I darted between a group of laughing tourists and a couple locked in a breathless embrace, using their proximity as a temporary shield.

I stole a glance back over my shoulder. Through a parting in the crowd, our eyes locked. A sharp thrill shot through me. He had spotted me. The predatory smirk on his lips told me everything I needed to know about what would happen if those hands caught me.

Panic and desire flared in equal measure, a heady mix that made my knees weak. I bolted…

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

While I was wandering through the lingerie section, looking for something sexy and fun, I glanced up and saw a cute young man, following a tall smoke show a few aisles away. Something about the way the young man followed the other around screamed ‘Just Married.’ I smirked to myself. How delicious would it be to corrupt him. I picked out a few sets and moved towards the dressing room; I waited to enter, watching the couple until I was sure they’d be close enough for me to implement my plan.

I took the room closest to the entrance and stripped down, donning the lingerie as quickly as I could; then stood listening at the door. “Wait here. I’ll be trying these on.” I could hear the model, she was too good looking to not be a model. I heard her walk past my stall, opening doors until she found an empty room. Once I heard her door close, I opened mine and made eye contact with the young man who was waiting for her.

I smiled and stepped forward. “Hey, I need a second opinion. Do you think this looks good on me?” I half turned to show my back… Continue reading “Lingerie Shopping” →

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449  

My nephew was staying the weekend to help me with some much needed manual labor. The favor I asked of him was supposed to be easy. I had requested for him to grab my favorite sunhat before we started working in the back yard, but the house was quiet. The kind of quiet that signals someone is doing something they shouldn’t be. I found him crouched in front of my dirty clothes hamper.

He had pulled out a pair of sheer, midnight-blue lace panties. Eyes closed tightly as he inhaled deeply, losing himself in my scent. My nephew, so consumed by the act that he didn’t hear me lean against the doorframe.

“What are you doing?” I asked, watching him jump and red creep up his cheeks. My panties were still fisted in his hand. I didn’t say anything, wondering what he might try to do next. He braced himself for anger, or disgust. I didn’t yell, I just stood leaning against the doorframe, watching him watch me. Tension filled the space between us, and I moved to step forward. A slow smile tugged at my lips. I took a step into my room; kicking the door shut behind me with a soft…

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Sexy Photos

Posted 4 weeks ago by Gabrielle

Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

Be honest. How many women out there have taken sexy photos of themselves and sent them to boys? I think we’ve all done it. It’s our chance to feel sexy, powerful and in charge. And I know for me, I LOVE male attention and being told how beautiful I am (even though I already know it’s true). But I never get tired of hearing it.

Well, I had something new I wanted to do for my hubby. I didn’t want to make him jealous, but I wanted to see his reaction of these sexy photos and what he thought knowing I sent them to my exes. So, I went into my closet and pulled down a fancy box of things from my college days. In there I found a handful of old polaroids. All nude. I left nothing to the imagination.

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