Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399
It’s in the middle of spring walking along the parkway. I am wearing a stunning purple strappy sundress and tan wedged heels. My hair was all curly and pulled up in a sexy bun wearing my glasses. I can smell the manly musk in the moonlight air, wondering where it will lead me too. The night is still so young, should I give in to my urge or should I wait?
Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204
What I want from you is for you to teach me your own definition of sin! What is so bad dirty and filthy when it comes to sex that you would consider it sinful? I want you to use me and my tiny body to not just tell me but to SHOW me what you mean. If it’s fuckin a teen girl who is bearly legal then fuck me. Is it anal? Slid that cock right in my ass baby. How about throat fuckin a girl until she has tears running down her face and is gasping for air around your cock because she can’t breathe?
My mouth is yours to fuck! How about using ropes and binds to fuck a sweet innocent thing in a forced fantasy where she has nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide and no one can hear her scream while you have your way with her. He tiny body not strong enough to fight your much bigger and stronger frame off of hers while you make all her holes useful through her screams?
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Mila isn’t as innocent as her big brother would like to think. I’ve been babysitting her for longer than he’s been away at college, but I guess since he’s a guy and all, he always thinks he knows better. However, his little sister is growing into a wild thing, and honestly, it hasn’t taken that much influence from me to get her there.
He thinks of her as a kid, and I wanted to help her seem like a woman in his eyes, so I dressed her in slutty lingerie and a micro skirt. I did her makeup like a stripper, and she looked hot as hell if I do say so myself. I mean, I was doing him a favor! Helping him see the real her, so why did he bust into her bedroom and yell at me?
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
After a long week, my friend recommended her tantric masseur. She said it would be life changing and the best thing I could do for myself on Self Care Saturday. And after the week that I’d had, it didn’t take much convincing.
Driving up, I wonder if I’m at the right place. It doesn’t look anything like the massage places I usually go to. There are no windows, just very creative and talented graffiti art. Maybe I should text my friend? I wonder, when a woman came out smiling, happy, and carefree. Ok, I guess I am at the right place.
I’m hit with the aroma of incense when I open the door. The room is dark and smoky. A gypsy type woman is behind the counter. Nervously I approach her. “Yes, I’m here to see Rico” my voice quivers. She grins and giggles at my naivety. “Come with me honey” she motions. I follow her through a bead curtain into a dark hallway. She has long, brown, wavy hair, a long, flowy, hippie skirt, bare feet, lots of anklets and toe rings, and she smells like patchouli. There is a dark, old, wooden door at the end of the
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
I’ve got a crush on a runner. He’s tall and lean. I can tell by his gait that he must have a huge dick. There’s only one problem. I’m not a runner. So, I’ve been stalking him a little. I’ve mapped out the running trail he takes every morning and thought it’d be a good idea to try to bump into him there.
I wore short, little running shorts and a loose tank top over my sports bra. In the beginning, I started off strong, or so I thought. I was running hard and feeling nature all around me. The morning sun beat over my sweaty face, and the uneven ground crunched under my sneakers. I was trying! My lungs were on fire, and my legs were cramping. He’d be by any minute now, and I didn’t want him to see me struggling, so I stopped by a big tree and bent forward, gasping for air.
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
Dylan had been coming to me for several months. He needed a breakthrough from the emotional abuse of a previous relationship. I was helping him to regain his lost confidence and self esteem. We had been trying to work through all of his emotional obstacles as far as dating and sexual hang ups that prevented him from being able to progress forward in a relationship. He’d been suffering from extreme anxiety and inability to move forward. So I knew the only option was to seduce him.
He was so nervous when he came in that I had to relax him with a full body massage. Then I proceeded to take him step by step, slowly and cautiously as not to overwhelm him. First I explored his entire anatomy with my hands, then my mouth, while explaining every step of the way. I then showed him how wet he’d made me. He was so excited that he was able to turn someone on. We were making progress! So I started to show him how hard my clit was…
And all of a sudden, he turned into a wild animal! The look in his eyes, exotic and erotic. He threw me down
Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204
I lay in my bed after my stranger had left me. He told me he was real and this was not all in my head. He would not tell me what he was. And yes I said what and no who. Because this man was no man at all. Though the pit of my stomach was screaming vampire he never once tried to do anything like the old myths said one would do. No sucking my life essences from my veins nothing crazy at all. He just comes into my room when the moon is at its highest after I have fallen asleep.
He told me that he had to wait until I am asleep to enter. I didn’t ask why I really couldn’t I was just in awe of this man. He told me that if I promised to keep this to myself he would not force me to sleep when he left and leave me to fall asleep on my own. I promised him I would. He told me his name was Axel and he was going to be coming to see me every night.
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
Kayla is the ultimate hostess, always providing the most memorable get togethers. And her extraordinary brunch on Saturday was no exception! From her perfectly manicured yard, grand front entrance, chandeliers, and luxurious great room, she’s always outdoing herself to give us the best time. The spread she had for us on Saturday morning was exquisite, as always, just like everything she does! It was complete, with cheese boards, fruit boards, omelet bar, pastries galore, all handmade from scratch of course. Then she had the tea bar, beautiful ceramic teapots of hot water surrounded by every kind of teabag you can think of. It didn’t end there. She had a selection of coffees and flavored creamers. But best of all, was the champagne, orange juice, and peach juice. Her hair was up, but loose effortless curls cascaded down around her face. She was wearing a little spaghetti strap, minidress. She welcomed us all in and made us feel right at home, like always.
Zoey entered the room in sexy, flowing pants slit up to the hip, exposing her perfect legs and a silky little top. Being the amazing omelet maker that she is, she took over the omelet bar, taking orders
Naughty Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216
I love to introduce men like you to the joy of sensual strapon play. There’s something erotic about a man who gets hard and horny when I play with his arse. Stretch on the bed for me, baby. Take a deep breath and just relax and feel. Feel my hand caressing your cheeks admiring the strength in them. There’s nothing wrong with being gay. But craving the way I make you feel when I touch, finger, and fuck your arse doesn’t mean you’re gay. There are many nerve endings in that sensitive taboo hole of yours. So give into my very talented hands and let me teach you how amazing it feels to be fucked by a strong woman like me.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
I’d lived in the building for a couple of months. My neighbor caught my attention immediately. We passed each other in the hall numerous times. He’d grin at me, and I’d smile back at him. I imagined being rough fucked by him. But we never talked or formally introduced ourselves. We seemed destined for eternal anonymous flirting. Until one day, a knock sounded on my door. I looked through the peephole and saw my hot sexy neighbor standing on the other side. So, I opened the door and was about to welcome him in when he gently but authoritatively grabbed me by my throat and pushed me back into my apartment.