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Cum Vampire

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I never imagined my life would take such a drastic turn when that mysterious, brooding stranger bit my neck under the moonlit alleyway. As his fangs pierced my skin, an extraordinary sensation coursed through my veins, awakening a primal desire I had never known existed. That was the night I became a cum vampire.

From that fateful night forward, I was consumed by an insatiable hunger, not for the crimson elixir of the undead, but for something far more… human. Sometimes I wondered if the biting was more than just a feeding, if it was an erotic gift from beyond the grave, a curse and a blessing all in one.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Holy hell you guys! A group of friends and I decided to check out the new haunted house attraction in town. The lines were crazy long, but we finally made it inside, ready to scream our lungs out. What we didn’t expect was to end up in an orgy with the “ghosts”.

As we navigated the dimly lit corridors, a creepy but good-looking guy in a ghoulish mask grabbed me, pulling me into a darkened room. Before I could protest, two other actors, both insanely muscular and ridiculously handsome, emerged from the shadows. They ripped off their masks, revealing chiseled features and hungry gazes.

In a flash, their hands were all over me, groping my breasts, squeezing my ass, and rubbing against my clit through my jeans. I was shocked, but my body was already responding, my nipples hardening beneath the fabric of my shirt. The three of them looked at each other, then back at me, and I knew I was completely at their mercy.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

There we were.  All the Candy Girls together enjoy game night.  When suddenly, an incredibly foul smell filled the room.  “Ewww!” Everyone exclaimed together.  “What is that smell?” But I knew what that smell was with in two deep sniffs.  “Oh no!  Mr. Stinky Pampers has found his way into our game night!” I exclaimed.  As I looked around at all the wrinkles noses, I just knew I had to tackle the icky Pamper that was hidden in the room somewhere.

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The Becketts’ Haunted Mansion has been a tradition for several years now. I wasn’t able to make it last year. Every year they select students that they want to help. They take it very seriously. The students that choose to participate have to go to their house for orientation, training, and rehearsal. Then they have to commit to volunteer every weekend of October. This year they chose me! At first, I didn’t know if I could handle the time commitment with my job. But they told me that they wanted me to be an evil Raggedy Ann doll. They told me that I was perfect for the part, and that I looked so much like Raggedy Ann, and no one else would cut it. So I finally agreed to do it. I have to admit that it sounded like a lot of fun.

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Cuck Conquests

Posted 2 months ago by Cory

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I carefully orchestrated opportunities for my new boyfriend to witness my infidelity. I’d invite my conquests over for dinner, making sure he caught a glimpse of them walking up our driveway or lingering in our backyard. The look of anguish on his face was music to my ears, fueling my desire to push him further into despair.

I’d take my lovers to intimate gatherings he’d planned, savoring the jealous glares he sent my way. Our sex life became a battleground, with me alternating between tenderness and cruelty, keeping him perpetually off balance. I reveled in the power I held, knowing that beneath his bravado, he was slowly losing his grip on the relationship.

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witch sex

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It was Hallowe’en night. Outside, the mortal world celebrated with plastic masks and cheap candy. But I craved a real thrill, a true terror. I had spent seven Hallowe’ens trying to communicate with spirits, but to no avail. Tonight, I wasn’t summoning a familiar; I was calling something hungry from the deepest trench of the underworld.

My voice, raw and aching, delivered the final incantation: “Come, Shade of the Forgotten. Taste me, for I am willing.” The candles—tallow dipped in fat—did not flicker. They simply vanished, plunging the room into absolute, freezing darkness. Then, almost instantly, he materialized. He wasn’t a sheet or a spectral mist. He was the perfect, sculpted embodiment of shadow, a man stitched together from cosmic cold and palpable malevolence.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 EXT. 463

Walk into my room and see me sitting on the edge of my bed. Just getting home from work, I need to change out of my work clothes and slip into something comfier. I took my work clothes off already, so I’m just in my lingerie. I walk over to the closet to get my pink fuzzy robe. But there’s still one more job for you to do.

I have these black sheer stockings on, and I need help getting them off. My heels have already been kicked off, and I hold up my feet for you once I see you walk closer to me. They are clipped onto my garter belt. You run your hands up my legs lightly and unclip them so they can be stripped off.

You start with my left leg and gently pull the stockings off inch by inch till they are on my feet, and you pull it off my foot, exposing my purple pedicure. Next you do the same with my right leg, stripping off that stocking, again, inch by inch, exposing my sexy bare legs. Now I want you to do something else for me, my last favor.

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Yoga Bitch Beat Down

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My phone went off a few times during yoga, and she kept looking back at me with a stink eye. Rolling her eyes and huffing without actually saying anything. When we got into the locker room, she shoved past me and mumbled, “Rude.”

I  chuckled a little to my friends and cocked my head. “Um, excuse me, BITCH, did you have something to say to my face?”

She looked me up and down dismissively, obviously thinking she’s better than me. That’s when I started to twist my long hair up into a messy bun, knowing where this was going, and she snarks off that she can’t relax if rude people keep their phone volume on during class. I didn’t intend to beat your wife’s ass after Yoga class, but honestly, she asked for it.

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Mommy was taking Tami on a special car ride. She told Tami to behave and got her dressed in a beautiful pink frilly sissy dress, with her pwastic pants underneath, and little ankle socks, mary janes, and a beautiful pink sissy bow. Mommy Anna brought Tami over to the car and tried to shove her baby girl in her car seat but Tami began to kick, kick, kick profusely. That’s when Mommy gave Tami her final warning.

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I was up bright and early, decorating for the Halloween party when I heard a very light knock on the door. Who could it be this early, I wondered. I peeked out and saw that it was the tailor’s son. He was delivering my Halloween costume. I was so excited when I opened the door that I must have scared the poor boy. He’s very shy and soft spoken. I felt bad and apologized. He declined a tip and scurried away. I just couldn’t wait to try my costume on, and it fit perfectly.

It was definitely the biggest turn out we’ve ever had. We had been inviting so many people that we didn’t even know who most of them were under their masks. But everyone was having a great time. So great that we were running low on spirits. I could tell that the bartender was looking for the barback to replenish the bar. But the barback was overwhelmed. So I decided to run and grab some myself. I headed downstairs and down the dark hall to the storage room. As I approached the door, I felt as if someone was following me. I turned around and saw him.

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