Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455
Ethan took pride in himself for being the world’s most curious roommate. If something seemed out of place he had to investigate one Saturday while helping with laundry he smelt something that he never smelled before. As he was looking around And sniffing for the smell, he noticed a tiny lavender pair of panties hanging out of the basket. He started
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
Ronald is successful and entirely too confident for his own good. He sits alone at the mahogany bar, swirling a strong drink, vibrating with the kind of arrogance that begs to be shattered. What he doesn’t seem to realize (yet, anyway) is that I know exactly what men crave. They crave the illusion of control, right up until the moment I strip it away.
As I slide onto the stool beside him, his gaze instantly drops to my legs. I see the spark in his eyes and know that he’s looking at my shiny black pantyhose. As I shift my weight and cross my legs, the faint hiss of fabric rubbing against fabric is audible only to us. The sound mimics the tightening of a knot.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
I love being a cock tease to all my foot lovers out there. You all must be excited since it’s your favourite time of year, sandal season. How hot is it when your summer is filled with sexy toes on display? Since I’m a naughty cock tease I wear sexy sandals every chance I can get to drive all the foot lovers in my town wild.
I love wearing sandals all summer and you have to admit that you’ve never seen feet quite as sexy as mine. They’re perfect for sandals, flip flops or even heels. But most importantly, they’re perfect for your cock. Close your eyes and picture them for me. My feet are petite, have high arches, are always super smooth, and make for the best foot jobs.
Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449
The soft glow of my bedside lamp cast long shadows across the room. The silence was broken only by the quiet hum of the open phone line against my ear. I listened intently, catching the slight, ragged catch in your breath. It was a delicious kind of distance, one that I intended to bridge with nothing but the slow, deliberate cadence of my voice.
“Close your eyes,” I murmured, leaning back against the pillows; my tone dripping with a heavy, unhurried warmth. “I want you to imagine I’m right there in the room with you. Feel the weight of my gaze on your skin. Tracing the line of your shoulders. Watching the way your chest rises and falls.”
I paused, letting the silence stretch, giving you time to settle into the sheer anticipation. “Now, take your right hand. Place it flat against your chest. Feel how fast your heart is beating for me? Good. Hold it there for a moment.”
A low, breathless sound escaped your lips, a tiny vibration that sent a corresponding thrill straight through me. I shifted, the sheets rustling around my bare legs, imagining the heat of your body matching mine.
“Slide your hand down,” I… Continue reading “Guiding Your Pleasure”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
“I hate her,” Caleb growled as he shoved open the door. I followed him with soft steps. He dropped his briefcase and shook out of his suit jacket. I laced my fingers around his, pulling him in close to my body. Then lifted his hand to my lips and kissed his palm. Our eyes met, and my tongue swirled over the gold band on his ring finger. My lips parted, and I sucked his ring finger along my tongue. When my lips sealed around the band and my teeth grazed it from his finger, his dark eyes grew lusty.
“I’ll end her for you.” My words were syrupy thick after I spat the wedding ring across the kitchen, and his hands slipped around my waist. He tugged my body tight to his, and I could feel how hard his cock was at the idea.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
I stood center stage, as the hardwood beneath my heels vibrated with the roar of the crowd. My focus; however, remained entirely on the panel of judges. Specifically, after weeks of studying him in preparation for today, I was focused on Arthur Vane.
Vane may have been a leg contest connsoeur, but he didn’t care about muscle tone or athletic symmetry. It turned out, he had a singular, obsessive weakness…the tactile, liquid sheen of high denier hosiery. Here’s the thing, guys. The winner of the contest was to be awarded a 1 year contract with a top modeling agency, so of course I wanted to win. I needed it!
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
While everyone can agree that breastfeeding is the most beneficial form of feeding for little ones, not many can agree on how long it is best to breastfeed. Some say only a few months are needed. Others think that continuing breastfeeding for the first few years of life sets the baby up for healthy, strong bones, but what of the bond?
There is a magical connection that happens between Mother and baby during breastfeeding. A bond that I personally don’t think should end just because the baby is capable of eating solid foods. In fact, I think that grown men could see enormous benefits in still breastfeeding today.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I love knowing that my little, white boyfriend is watching me with my big black lover. At first he was too shy to be involved but now he can’t seem to get enough of seeing the real pleasure on my face that only comes from a big cock.
He often stands quietly in the doorway, hands resting in his pockets, as he watches us from across the room. My black lover has me bent over, perfectly in line with his cock, making me beg for him. You can see the faint lines of tension in my shoulders with the anticipation of it all. And I love that when he slides into me it takes my breath away. Every single time! My boyfriend knows this sexual build up in me well as it’s the same before every cuck session.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
My collection of toys is a gallery of exquisite agony and, to be entirely honest with you, I love it. Each object holds its own place in my heart; however, there are two in particular that I love the most. There’s a heavy, weighted flogger constructed from braided leather that feels like a conversation with gravity every time I use it. I’ve also recently acquired a set of glass blown dilators that shimmer like trapped lightning under the dim glow of my crystal chandelier.
When I’m here in my dungeon, I’m not Stella the accountant, or Stella the daughter, or Stella the woman who worries about the passage of time. I’m only known as Mistress Stella, the creator of sensations. I love the way the room seems to inhale when I’m ready to play. There’s a specific kind of power in being the stillness at the heart of the storm, and I relish every moment of it. I pick up a single, slender crop, testing the weight of it against my palm. The leather is supple, worn smooth by years of practiced intent.
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