Category: Extreme

Finger Your Boy Pussy

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639

“Oh my God!” Michael yelled. “I can’t believe you have me fingering my pussy!” I laughed at the astonishment in his voice. It was our first call, and I don’t know what he expected to happen, but when he told me he read my profile and thought it sounded sexy. I knew exactly how this would end.

Michael was face down ass up in his wife’s panties and heels with his fingers stretching out that hungry hole for me. His panties were drenched with precum, and his lips smeared with her lipstick. For someone who wanted to be a sissy girl, I’d say he was well on his way now.

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Dumb Bitch Of A Boyfriend

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Aaron was supposed to be home hours ago. He had promised to take me to a special Valentine’s Day dinner, and instead I am sitting on the couch, all dressed up and alone. I keep checking my watch and my phone. No text, no call, just radio silence from my dumb bitch of a boyfriend.

As I’m stewing, a thunderously obnoxious noise rattles my windows as a lifted truck comes barreling up the road. I can only imagine how small that dudes penis is. It’s so loud I have to press my hands to my ears till the engine shuts off. Only, It sounded like it shut off in front of my house. I stand up to look out the window, and sure enough. Fucking Aaron is jumping out of the shiny, new, expensive-looking truck.

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Isabelle (1-844-33-CANDY) #464

The Mile High Club was something I’ve only read about since I’ve wanted to experience it. As the older man with silver temples guided me toward the cramped airplane lavatory, I knew this was happening. He’d been watching me since boarding. His gaze was bold and appreciative. When he’d passed my seat, he leaned down to whisper, ” Join me in five minutes if you’re adventurous”.

Now locked in the tiny space. His mouth was on my neck, smelled like whiskey and mint as his lips pressed against mine. I could feel his hard dick through his expensive trousers, thick and insistent against my belly. “I’ve wanted to bend you over since I saw you boarding”. He growled, his fingers deftly unbuttoning my jeans. I moaned as he put his hand over my mouth, as the other one was in my panties, his experienced fingers finding my clit immediately.”Turn around,” he commanded.”Hands on the sink”.

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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.

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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.

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Step-Sister Is the FemDom You Crave

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

“Travis!” My mother bellowed up the stairs, and my step-brother fumbled out of his room as I was coming down the hallway. He kept his eyes down as he passed me and whimpered, “Sorry, excuse me.” He was jogging to see what she needed, but I noticed he’d left his laptop open on his bed in his hurry. Curious as to what kind of porn he’d be into, I stepped into his room and gazed at the screen. A pleasant thrill washed over me, seeing his search history was all for FemDom porn. “Rita, I’ll be back this evening. Be sure to do your chores!” She screamed up the stairs, and I hollered back.

“Oh, don’t worry. They’ll get done.”

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Christmas

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

There I was, tied to a kitchen chair on Christmas Eve, while Father Murphy chanted Latin over a spray bottle of sacred water. My aunt snapped her fingers near my face, trying to “jolt the demon out,” while my mother sobbed in the hallway.

It all started when I’d panicked and screamed, “I see the Ghost of Christmas Past!” at dinner after seeing my ex-boyfriend’s photo in a social media ad. Now, my Grandma insisted I was possessed by one of Scrooge’s Christmas ghosts.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It’s in one’s best interest to avoid pain. In fact, it’s our most basic instinct to protect our bodies. Self-preservation and all that. However, it seems Sweet lovin’ Kayla Cumsalot lacks that very key component. As most Sadists do, he made himself known quickly. Lucas was frustrated, and he wanted to hurt something, better yet, someone. He’s a sadist, not a monster; he did warn Kayla before allowing her to submit to him.

He told the stupid girl he was in a foul mood. A mood meant to inflict so much pain that the cops would be called if anyone were to hear the wails from her pretty lips. This should have made her run or at least think twice, but not Kayla. Her pussy pulsed at the idea of hurting for him. She didn’t even ask for a safe word when she submitted to the sadist.

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Alexus brings a free use slut

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It’s not unusual for someone hosting a party to ask the guests to bring a dish or a bottle of something. However, I have a signature item I bring to every party I attend. My free use slut just loves to be the center of attention. So he always tags along as my “one item” for everyone to share.

I blindfold him before we get in the car so that he has no idea where we are going or who will be there when we get there. He doesn’t need to know when he’ll get fucked or who will be fucking him. As my free use slut, those things are up to me to decide.

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Mommy's Foot Loving Baby Boy

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Johnny loves many things about his Mommy, but his top two favorite things are my stinky feet and my soaked pussy. Yesterday, He was so hungry to sniff both that when he woke up stinky in his nappy, he rolled Mommy onto her back and folded up my legs into criss-cross apple sauce. My ankles locked just above my pussy mound, and Johnny lay on his tummy just under my feet and cunt. Groggily, I looked down at my sweet boy and asked what he was doing. He pushed his nose to the balls of my feet, then inhaled while stretching his tongue out to flick at my clit.

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