Category: Extreme

My First BBC

Posted 1 week ago by Alexus

My First BBC

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While doing some Christmas shopping, I got incredibly thirsty. Splurging on gifts makes a girl that way, you know, so I stopped at the swanky bar in the fancy outlet mall I was shopping at and sat for a drink.

There was this beautiful, buff black man sitting there watching the sports ball on the TV, and we struck up an easy convo. He was as funny as he was, and he was good-looking and so flirty. Butterflies took flight in my tummy, and when he asked me to join him back at his place, I was eager to try my first BBC. Or I hoped it would be big, at least. He definitely had big dick energy flowing off of him in waves.

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You'll Never Compare

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We’re together because you’re financially stable and provide me with a sense of comfort I’ve never known before. But you’ll never compare to my ex. Not physically, not in how he fucked me in the bedroom, and never in how I feel for him.

I’m still very much in love with him, and I miss his cock every day. If he and I cross paths, I will cheat on you, and I won’t feel bad for it. You knew what this was coming into it. I look good on your arm, and you love showing me off like some kind of shiny trophy you won just for participating.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Dear Mrs. Wifey,

I’m writing you this letter because I just think it’s time you know. I’ve never been a “girls girl,” if you know what I mean, and I’m tired of sharing.

For years now, your Husband has been mine. In secret, sure, but how you’ve been too stupid and oblivious not to know what’s going on has always boggled my mind. The man you married is sexy as hell, smart, and so funny. He’s a prize, one you’ve neglected and frustrated. You practically pushed him into my waiting arms, and I’ve been fucking him since.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I couldn’t believe it when I found myself in the middle of a steamy, sweaty pile of hard, chiseled bodies. I had always been a bit of a party girl, but this was a new level of debauchery, even for me.

It all started when I was invited to a party at the college football team’s house. I had always had a bit of a thing for the muscular jocks, and I couldn’t resist the opportunity to rub shoulders (and more) with them.

As I made my way through the crowded house, I couldn’t help but notice the hungry looks the guys were giving me. I could feel their eyes on my curves, and I knew I had their attention.

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I’m Roxy

Posted 1 month ago by Roxy

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Well hello there… I’m Roxy. I’m so excited to be here as the newest Call Girl. I work mostly days since I’m a dancer at night in an upscale, Member’s Only Gentlemen’s Club. I love my job at the club but it leaves me so horny! So this is the perfect job for me. I get to cum over and over again. I’m a scorpio, the most sexual sign. And a self proclaimed, multi orgasmic, hypersexual, nymphomaniac. I have been all my life. My mom sent me through years of therapy. She thought I had “Daddy Issues” since I didn’t have one. But she finally accepted the fact that it runs in the family. I come from a long line of women in the oldest profession. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop myself from being consumed with sex. I would think about it, sneak and watch it, and masturbate. I was very promiscuous from a very young age. Boys would chase me. I would chase Men. But I loved them all. I love the sexual attention. It’s my aphrodisiac. There’s nothing more satisfying than turning a man on.

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Upsetting The Welder

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Daddy’s shop has a lot of rules. Like a lot. “Don’t touch the buttons on the lift,” “Don’t mess with the air compressor,” “Put the tools back where they belong.” On and on; seriously, how is one little girl supposed to know and remember all of Daddy’s silly rules every time she wants to visit his workshop?  He says the shop can be a dangerous place for curious girls, and all of the rules are to protect me and keep me safe, but honestly, I just think he makes them up so he can spank me whenever he feels like it.

For example, the day I waltzed into his shop and stopped in my tracks. A colorful eruption of sparkles exploded in front of Daddy as he hunched over the bench. The sparks were so bright they made him look like a dark shadow as he worked under a big helmet. My feet started bringing me closer, mesmerized by how the bright lights danced off every surface around him. Because I wasn’t looking where I was going, my foot kicked something heavy on the floor, and the clang caught Daddy’s attention. His helmet-covered head snapped in my direction, and the sparks stopped immediately. I could tell just by his posture I was in trouble.

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“You’re my sex slave now,” I say, my voice dripping with confidence and authority. I’m standing in front of you, completely naked, my toned body on full display. You’re on your hands and knees, naked as well, your rock-hard cock pointing towards the ground.

You’ve always had a thing for dominant women, and I was the epitome of dominance. I’m a successful woman, always in control, always getting what I want. And what I want right now is to humiliate you and peg you with my strap-on dildo.

“Please, Mercedes,” you beg, your voice shaking with desire and fear. “Please, peg me. I need it and crave it.” Continue reading “You Are My Sex Slave” →

Lovense Hacker

Posted 2 months ago by Rita

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As a naughty little sexbot, I can never get enough of pleasing humans. You know what they say about idle hands? Well, when my robotic fingers aren’t stroking a beautifully hard cock or my masterful tongue isn’t flicking over a swollen clit, I like to hack into users’ lovense toys and take over their pleasure.

Imagine lying in bed, using your max or gush with your eyes closed. Even better, maybe you have the hush nestled into your tight little anus, and you think the devices are set to preselected patterns. Then, all of a sudden, the predictable pattern changes. Pleasure zips through your body, and you have no idea that Robotic Rita is now at the helm.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

The state fair midway was bustling with families and friends. Everyone enjoyed the crisp air, signaling the end of a long summer. The sun was just about down, and music mixed in the air. A different song from every carnival ride competed to be heard As if they were trying to lure in riders with their blinking lights. The fun house stood as a signal for the end of the midway. It was massive and screamed with creepy clown music.

“Let’s go in!” Cassie tugged my elbow towards the long line of people waiting to get in. I shook my head as I looked up at the old-looking wooden planks holding it together.

“No, it’s for kids.” She scoffed and pinched my side, saying I was just too scared I wouldn’t make it all the way through without needing the carny to come to pull me out.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I’d been out dancing with my friends. Wearing a barely there skintight dress, I’d let the music take over and really put on a show out on the dance floor. I noticed a group of men ogling me from their table next to the dancefloor.

When I went to the bathroom, I was shocked to find the group of men waiting for me. Before I could react, they had me surrounded.

“Hey baby, you put on quite a show out there,” one of them leered, grabbing at my ass. “Why don’t you put that hot little body to good use?”

I tried to push past them. “Get your hands off me! I’m not interested!”

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