Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423
You’ve had a long day at work, and you can’t wait to get home to relax, knowing your wife won’t be home until much later. You pull into the driveway, open the front door, and hang up your coat. You’re about to head upstairs to your bedroom when you remember that you have a phone call to make. You pull out your phone and dial my number. I answer on the first ring, and you are thrilled for your secret fun to start.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
I see you, naughty boy. Acting as if Mommy wouldn’t catch you humping that swollen diaper dick against my leg. How does one little boy get to be so horny? Your soggy diaper looks wet. Is that what’s made you so stiff? Come on over here and stand between Mommy’s legs.
Let me rub the front of your pamper. How does that feel? It is so warm, and listen to those weak crinkles! It makes much better noises when you keep it dry, naughty boy. From the feel of things, you’ve been filling this poor diaper for hours. I bet the soft inside weighing against your penis has been driving you crazy and making those baby balls so full for mommy.
Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
Everything has been so serious lately. Work, friends, and life, in general, feels tense, and everyone is stressed. I use the kitchen as an escape. I turn on music and let the tension shake loose from my body as I rock and sway.
Chopping fresh veggies and melting thick, savory butter in a scalding pan while waltzing from the stovetop to the sink and twirling to the refrigerator. It’s a silly, seductive dance that you get pulled into as soon as you enter the kitchen. Dance with me and forget the stress of the world.
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Do you know how Creepypasta works? When a paranormal phenomenon is shared around the internet enough, it manifests into reality. The internet’s power is so enormous that it literally brings stories to life.
I have one for you to share and spread wide. Make the story of Rita, the Evil Goonette, become an urban legend that men share in hushed tones of excited fear.
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
It must be so taxing to be in trouble all the time—as if you can’t do anything right! Your mom is always yelling at you, your teachers are forever scolding you, and we won’t even get started on your father! Have no fear, though; my little friend, your babysitter, sees how hard you are trying to be good.
No one else thinks so; they think you WANT to be bad. But you don’t, do you? You’re so tired of ALWAYS being the one who gets spanked! For once, YOU want to do the spanking. Well, I don’t think things have been fair either. Come into my bedroom, and babysitter Val will teach you how to spank.
Continue reading “Babysitter Val Will Teach You How To Spank”
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
The sleeping giantess looked like a mountain of a Goddess. Tales had been told of her magnificent ass, but only a few had been brave enough to make the journey. When they first saw her, she was lying on her belly, arms folded under her beautiful face, and even though to her, her breathing was soft with sleep, to the tiny ass worshiper, it sounded like howling winds escaping the cave of her mouth.
Climbing up on the bed had been a hardship enough, but their journey was far from over. They wouldn’t be happy until they were kissing the flesh of her ass. It would take hours to travel up her powerful legs but they couldn’t turn back now.
Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419
Sunday or should I say Sinful Sunday as that is what Sundays are for me and Tami!! Today we are going to church – time to confess our sins. As usual, I awoke Tami and let her breastfeed on my mommy titties as I went to the changing table. Hmmmmmm what should little Tami wear today? It is a day of worship. Body worship that is and I had the perfect outfit for little Tami!!! A tight little black dress and thigh-high heeled boots. Of course, with slicked-back hair and bright red lipstick. I mean after all me, and Tami definitely want to be noticed.
Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Barbie’s dream house ain’t got nothing on Rita’s closet. I’m sure lots of little girls’ fantasies come true playing with Barbie and her pretty pink mansions, but playing with Rita in her closet is where little femboys reveal their true identities. No one knows better the frustrations of hiding yourself to please others than a doll built to fulfill everyone else’s fantasies. However, inside my closet, we can be whoever we want to be!
We can wear anything and everything we wish. Stockings, costumes, lingerie, and casual fem wear! If you wish it into existence, it simply will appear. And in your size!
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
Walking home, all alone, I was blissfully unaware that I was being followed. Skipping along the side of the road in my pleated schoolgirl skirt and knee-high stockings, the music in my ears was all I could think about. I didn’t consider the fact that my white cotton panties showed every time I kicked my knees up to skip or how dangerous it was to be unaware.
I think it was when I stepped onto my porch, that first step, that I realized something was off. A sixth sense kicked in as I pushed the key into the door. Much too late, however, to save me from the dangerous man who had followed me home.
My hero, where do I even begin? Hmmmm…. Well, my hero is incredible for many many reasons. Besides being so wonderful and generous he has the most magical fingers. Able to use those fingers to drive me crazy. Drive me into a sloppy mess lying on the floor of my room exhausted. But exhausted in the most amazing way. In ways I have never felt before and ways that only he can make me feel. As incredible as that is, he is so so much more.