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Smothered By Smoke

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Smoke fills my lungs as I inhale deeply, and my chin tips up toward the ceiling. Ahh, I love the burn trickling down my throat where it stretches out in my chest. The loser under my ass slaps at my mammoth thighs in an attempt to tap out. That’s not how this works. There is no tapping out. There is only taking what I give him. I stay balanced over him for a moment longer, his sweaty palm getting desperate the longer I wait. When I lift my ass, he chokes and tries to sit up. Gasping for a gulp of air, I’d been denying him, but instead of allowing him to suck in that deliciously needed fresh air, I gripped his chin and pressed our mouths together. Blowing the used cigar smoke into his desperate lungs.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Daniel wasn’t my usual type. I usually went for the brooding artist, all messy hair and existential angst. Daniel was corporate. Crisp suit, perfectly coiffed hair, the kind of guy who probably knew the exact Dow Jones closing number. But he’d been clear in his profile – and even clearer in our messages. He wanted to be pegged. And honestly? After a string of disastrous dates with said brooding artists, the clarity was refreshing.

“So,” I said, as I opened the door to my apartment. He stood on my welcome mat, looking slightly awkward, holding a bottle. “You brought drinks. How traditional.” He blushed, a surprisingly endearing look on his meticulously groomed face. “Is that okay? I wasn’t sure…” “Perfectly fine,” I reassured him, taking the bottle. “Come on in. Drinks first, or straight to business?” I winked, trying to gauge his reaction. His blush deepened. “Maybe drinks first? Ease into things?”

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Sweet Tooth

Posted 1 month ago by Amber

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’ve had my fair share of unusual requests, but none quite like Axel’s. He had a sweet tooth, a vivid imagination, and a love of ruin. Our conversations were never dull, but this one took an interesting turn. “Amber…Let’s put honey in the back of your pants and lay down,” he said, his voice low and sultry. I raised my eyebrows, surprised by his request. “And then what?” I asked, trying to keep the amusement out of my voice.

“Then, I want you to grab some caramel sauce and drizzle it down the front of your pants,” he replied. I bit my lip, considering his words. I followed his instructions, giggling the entire time. The honey was sticky and sweet against my skin, and the caramel sauce was warm and inviting. I could feel my heart racing as I laid down on my bed, waiting for Axel’s next command. “Now, Amber, I want you to rub your clit for me,” he said, his voice husky. I did as he asked, letting out a moan that I hoped would satisfy him. I could hear the pleasure in his voice as he told me not to cum…Not yet, anyway.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

From day one, I could tell this summer internship was going to be a special experience. Not only was the work fascinating and challenging in all the right ways. I was given real responsibilities and was expected to contribute meaningfully to the team. But it was my boss, Mr. Jameson, who really made me feel at home from the start.

Mr. Jameson was a total silver fox with salt and pepper hair, a strong jaw, an authoritative air. But he had kind eyes that twinkled when he smiled. And man, did he ever smile at me, his gaze lingering just a bit too long to be strictly professional.

I knew it was inappropriate but I couldn’t help but fantasize about him. Wondering what those big, sure hands would feel like on my body. Continue reading “My Summer Internship” →

Pegging Event

Posted 1 month ago by Diana

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I was casually scrolling through Facebook when I did a total doubletake. “Pegging Event!” No way, I said to myself. There’s no way this could be about one of my favorite activities, pegging!

To me, there’s something so primal and erotic about taking control, flipping the script, and making a man surrender to pleasure in this way. I get to be the top, the one in charge, while he gets to be vulnerable and open, taking my dick up his ass. It’s always an incredible rush.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I couldn’t believe my eyes. I know my roommates are horny sluts. But I wasn’t expecting what I saw. I guess they weren’t expecting me home yet. There was noise coming from one of their bedrooms. As I walked by, I realized it was cracked. I couldn’t help but peek in. And I couldn’t believe what I saw. One roommate was on her knees with a collar on. The other one was standing in front of her wearing a strap on. She was also holding a leash that was attached to the other’s collar. She yelled “suck my cock whore”. Then she shoved it in her mouth and started gagging her with it. After a few minutes she told her to turn around and get on all fours. Then she started oiling up the strap on. She shoved her head down to the ground and told her to spread her ass open. Then she started slowly sliding the strap on into her ass. Once she got it all the way in, she pulled out. Then she slammed in back in harder and faster. She kept repeating this. But each thrust was faster, harder, and deeper than the last.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Recently, Amber and I discussed how our FYP pages on TikTok seemed filled with hot women like us eating different foods noisily and sexily. So, I suggested we give it a try and turn it into edging guys with our mouths but not in the usual way.  Intrigued, Amber enthusiastically joined me in trying some food ASMR edging.

First, we found a willing victim who craved to hear us smack our lips and chew and slurp and suck different foods as we edged him to food eating sounds.  He even let us watch him stroke and edge for us while we drove him insane with the need to cum as we enjoyed taking turns feeding enough delicious treats.  Together we’d come up with a pile of tasty treats that we’d both enjoy eating and feeding to one another as we drove our client crazy as a united team.

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abdlCory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I opened the door to find James standing on the porch, his shoulders slumped slightly. He was a regular, and I knew the signs. His red-rimmed eyes suggested a rough week, and the way he clutched his backpack to his chest told me he was feeling small and vulnerable. “Hey, James,” I said, offering a warm smile. “Come on in. I’ve got your favorite juice box chilling.” He shuffled inside, kicking off his sneakers near the door. The house was carefully curated to be a comforting space. Soft rugs, pastel colors, and a complete absence of sharp edges. It was designed to soothe.

“Rough week?” I asked gently, leading him to the oversized, plush armchair in the living room. He nodded, unable to meet my gaze. “Work’s been awful. My boss is breathing down my neck.” He finally looked up, his eyes filled with distress. “I just… I messed up and forgot a really important email.” “Everyone makes mistakes, James. It’s okay. That’s why we have second chances, and erasers, and…mamas.” I gently stroked his hair. It was soft and fine, not like a grown man’s hair at all. “Tell me about it.”

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Okay, Zoey, are you sure about this?” I asked, fiddling with my headset. Zoey, perched on the edge of my desk amidst a chaotic pile of chips bags and candy wrappers, grinned. “Absolutely, Amber,” she winked. You see, we’d recently stumbled upon the ASMR fetish community somewhat accidentally, after both of our TikTok FYP’s were filled with videos of whispering voices and the strangely compelling sounds of people eating. Zoey, ever the entrepreneur, had the brilliant idea that we should use this to our advantage – you know, being PSO’s and all. “Food-focused ASMR calls,” she’d declared, eyes gleaming. “We’ll be the queens of the crunch!”

And so, here we were. The first video call came through Teams, after a quick DM with “CrunchKing69.” “Hello?” I said, my voice a little too excited. Zoey was already unwrapping a bag of spicy ramen noodles. “H-hello,” a nervous voice replied. “Is…is this the, uh, ASMR call?” “Youuuuu betcha,” Zoey purred, before chomping hard on the crunchy noods. The sound filled the room, and we could see CrunchKing69 drooling on the other end while stroking his dick. Next, it was my turn. I grabbed a

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

It was supposed to be a routine trip home during my summer internship. A quick visit with the family, some home-cooked meals, and then back to campus. But I had an ulterior motive – seeing Nate, my high school boyfriend. We’d kept in touch over the years and he knew I’d be in town.

When I pulled up in his driveway, my heart raced. He came out and greeted me with a passionate kiss. “I missed you so much,” he murmured into my hair. I smiled, knowing we’d pick up right where we left off.

“Let’s go to the movies,” he suggested. But as we sat in his car, a different idea took hold. Our hands roamed each other’s bodies as we kissed. I straddled him in the driver’s seat, grinding on his growing erection. He reached up my skirt, fingers gliding through my slick folds.

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