Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
Ever since I was young, I’ve been the kind of woman who wanted the things I was told I couldn’t have. The high-paying career that crushes most men’s salary, the dangerously fast car that is too powerful for little old Francie. I don’t know what it is about being told I can’t have something that makes me desire it so much more. And now, I want another woman’s husband because he told me he’d never cheat on her.
Never say never. I always take what I want.
Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443
As you know, I am new to big city life. It’s still so confusing and fast-paced for me, and I’m really just getting used to how everything happens. While shopping downtown, I ended up needing to take the subway. I was pretty nervous about it; you hear so many bad stories about how dangerous public transit can be, especially for women.
After paying, I stood at the platform, feeling like eyes were on me. I tried to shake it off, but as the subway swooshed to a stop before me and I took a seat against the window, I still felt someone watching me.
*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221
I know you love wearing panties but when was the last time you really gave into your desires and had a sissy shopping spree? Because I definitely think you need to do it more often. I love all things lingerie so filling my closet with new, sexy things to wear is the best way to spend the day. So tell me, are you an experienced panty boy or are you one who’s looking for a new mistress?
I adore panties too and I would love to discuss your favorite styles, colors, fabrics, and all of those fun things. I wonder if we have some of the same favorite types. We could totally wear them together on calls. I have a very extensive lingerie closet so I’m sure we have a few of the same panty sets. I guess we’ll find out when you call me, and we get to know each other.
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
I got a call from Neil around lunchtime on Friday. He was whispering into the phone, and it was really difficult to understand what he was saying until finally he hissed, ” I had an accident. Can you bring me a pair of underwear? Please, Val!” I sighed heavily. The last thing I wanted to do on my Friday was go down to the school to give that naughty boy a pair of his briefs.
I’d been telling his Mother he needed to be in diapers 24/7 due to his reoccurring accidents. However, she said it was just a phase, and he would grow out of it. I wondered if he’d grow out of it a lot quicker if, instead of bringing him briefs, I brought him a pair of his babysitter’s panties.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
Recently I told you about fucking my hot doctor who also happens to have a perfect cock. I was craving it again, so I took a trip to Dr. K’s office a few weeks ago and things got really hot and heavy fast. In my last blog I left you right at the part where he was going to fuck me… Let’s continue shall we?
Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244
One year, I had this job at the corner gas station. It was a good gig till I got fired for punishing a little. This lil hoodrat would come through after school, pants hanging lower than his tight little ass. He’d have to hold his belt when he waddled to keep them from falling to the floor.
I knew he was too young to be buying adult beverages but that didn;t stop the slick dick from trying. He would turn on the charm, smile at me, and say, “Just this today, Mrs. Lea.” I’d take it from him and tell him to get, but one day, he got real brave.
XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419 – XXOO Anna 1-844-332-2639 ext 203
It was almost Easter and Tami insisted her mommies take her to see Peter Cock N’ Tail. Tami even marked on the calendar on the fridge. Every day Tami would cross off the date and open a little box to sneak a chocolate. Finally, that day was here. Mommy Lay and Mommy Anna dressed Tami in her very best. A frilly dress with pink trim, matching stockings, little Mary Janes, and diapies underneath.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
Gender-swapping Part 1 here
I leered at him the way he would at me and made a sexual joke. Offering to fix that for him with my cock. My body rolled my eyes at me and told me I was being crass. I grined and told him I very well knew I was. Then I asked how did it feel to be on that side of the crassness?
Continue reading “Gender-swapping Forced Feminization Role Play Part 2”
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
I’d cased the house for weeks. It was a giant three-story monster of a home, just screaming for a break-in, but it wasn’t just the house in need of burglary; the man of the house was a fine piece of ass. My dick throbbed against my tight black yoga pants as I waited for the last of the lights to go out.
The night was as dark as the mask I wore over my face. I tugged it down over my chin when the bedroom light faded to nothing. Then, stepping out of my car, I heaved the coil of rope onto my shoulder. My whole body was pulsing with wild excitement. I was about to pull off my most fulfilling burglary yet!
Vivian 844-332-2639 ext. 254
Diapering my sissy next door neighbor is not how I thought I would be spending my Monday morning yet here we are. I wonder if his wife knows how naughty he is. He is usually so quiet and reserved yet he sure is a closet perv.
All I wanted was a cup of sugar to make a cake. I went next door expecting the missus to open the door and instead the hunky husband welcomed me in instead. The wife was out of town and Bobby decided to play hooky from work.
He’s a big flirt and as we did the whole small talk thing he peppered me with compliments. I came over in a robe covering sexy pajamas but when the robe slipped open I didn’t bother to close it. He had quite the view of my cleavage and my nipples were rock hard.
I didn’t want to tempt him too much. I am a naughty neighbor but I don’t want him to report back to his wife that I was disrespectful. I got up to leave and “accidentally” tripped spilling sugar all over both of us. As he jumped up and started to wipe sugar off his pants I heard that all too familiar crinkly noise.
Instantly I get excited. It’s been too long since I’ve played and I am going to take advantage. I apologize profusely and attempt to help. There goes that sound again and this time he knows that I know. Continue reading “Diapering My Sissy Next Door Neighbor”