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Sexy Man

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Last weekend I went to a Halloween party in the city and I met a sexy man who made my entire night. I was wearing a seductive little angel costume because after all, I am an angel haha.

As I walked into the club the music throbbed through the walls and into my soul. My black mask shimmering under the orange glow of hanging lanterns. The air was thick with perfume, laughter and mystery. Everyone was hidden which is how I liked it. There were no faces, names or intentions, it was thrilling.

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The Halloween party started to turn really wicked when I headed to the storage room. The staff was pretty overwhelmed. So I was just trying to help out. The bar needed to be replenished. So I headed downstairs and down the long, dark hallway. That’s when I realized that I was being followed by the Grim Reaper. I had seen him around the party, but I had no idea who he was. I should’ve just asked him if I could help him. But he was really freaking me out. The faster I walked, the faster he walked. My heart was racing. Suddenly I realized that I didn’t have my phone. And the music was so loud upstairs that no one would be able to hear me scream. I hadn’t even told anyone that I was going down to the storage room. It felt like I couldn’t get to the door fast enough. But when I finally did, I got in and locked the door behind me as quickly as possible. I had never been that scared in my life. It felt like I was in there forever just waiting for him to leave. And I hadn’t heard a peep.

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wetting in public

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I was just minding my own business, while trying to navigate the bustling aisles of the local superstore. Which, let’s be honest, is already a comedic goldmine on any given day. My basket was precariously stacked with various impulse buys when I noticed a dude a few feet ahead of me acting a little…uh…shifty.

He was wearing these beige cargo shorts. In hindsight, they didn’t exactly help camouflage the emerging situation. He kept adjusting his stance, almost like he was doing a subtle, internal dance battle with himself. I initially just thought he had a really itchy butt. Or was perhaps auditioning for a very niche interpretive dance troupe in the cereal aisle. But then I spotted a distinct, darkening patch at the front of his shorts.

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Watch Me Fuck

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I want to make you cum extra hard tonight after you watch me fuck. How does it make your cock feel to be sneaky and watch someone? Knowing that you can’t touch but you can watch me probably drives you crazy.

I’ve always been turned on by being watched when I’m fucking. So, when I started having fun here, hot voyeur calls were a given!

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I can deny it, I was born to be a slutty size queen. I’m not ashamed of what I need in bed when it comes to big cocks. And women who say size doesn’t matter are straight up lying, trust me on this my small, dicked boys.

I’ve not been the same since the first time I had a big cock. Also, since we’re being honest, we all know that my first big cock was black. White dicks just don’t do it for me anymore. I don’t even love the big white ones. The passion and power that comes along with a black cock just can’t be matched. It’s something I can’t describe but if you’ve had a black cock, you know exactly what I mean.
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family fun

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Jorge was an older gentleman, well into his twilight years, with a certain gravelly charm that always preceded the unexpected. Our conversations, though infrequent, consistently veered into territory most people would never even acknowledge, let alone openly discuss. When he stated that he has a “relationship” with his mother, it wasn’t simply a matter of familial affection or even the typical complexities that often tie adults to their aging parents.

No, the truth, as Jorge once laid out in a matter-of-fact tone, was that their bond had long transcended conventional boundaries. Jorge, as it turns out, liked to fuck his mother. It was a consensual arrangement, he emphasized, a shared intimacy that, while undeniably taboo for all the obvious societal and biological reasons, formed an undeniable, secret world known only to a precious few, myself included.

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sexy stepmom

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My new husband was away on business, so it was just his son Johnny and I in the house for the next 2 weeks. I was looking for something to do, something that would help us feel closer, when it dawned on me. I should teach him how to sexually please a woman! So, I went to my bedroom and put on the sexiest pair of red lace panties and a matching bra, and then added a sheer red robe and black stripper heels. I put my hair up in a messy bun, as I didn’t want to tangle it. This could get wild.

Johnny gulped as I made my way down the stairs. He had been playing video games and was not expecting me to appear in such an outfit. I sat in front of him, on the coffee table, blocking his view of the television. Johnny sat up, looking me up and down as I crossed my legs. “You like what you see, Johnny?” I asked, looking him in the eye. He nodded eagerly as I slipped off my robe, revealing my lacy red bra. I could see the outline of his hard dick

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Rock Hard

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I always thought I was a faithful wife. Until I discovered that rock hard, twenty-year-old cocks are simply the best. There’s no competition really. How did I discover this you ask? Let me tell you.

At 32 I thought I had my life figured out. My career was stable, my friendships were solid, and my routine was comfortable. I wasn’t actively searching for love or even just sex, especially not with someone younger. But then I met Dylan at a mutual friend’s party, and everything changed.

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Casual Kevin

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Kevin and I, we’d been “casual” for a few weeks, which in the real world meant “hooking up whenever his girlfriend, Honey, was out of town or at her pottery class.” My apartment was literally next door, so the commute was minimal, the discretion even less so. We both knew it was a terrible idea, but his charm was a potent, morally bankrupt force, and my willpower was…well, let’s just say it was on sabbatical.

This particular Tuesday, Honey was supposedly at a weekend-long retreat for artisanal candle makers. Kevin, ever the opportunist, had texted me at 10 AM. By 10:30, I was letting myself into his place, the familiar scent of his expensive coffee and my own impending bad decisions hanging in the air. We’d started in the kitchen, migrated to the sofa, and eventually, in a moment of utter, ill-advised passion, found ourselves butt naked, fucking on the bathroom floor.

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abdl

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I remember the first time I truly embraced my role as an ABDL Mama. It wasn’t some grand revelation under a disco ball, it was more like a slow, creeping realization. Things began innocently enough, with a few playful indulgences. But before I knew it, my linen closet was less about sheets and more about industrial-sized diaper bundles. And my mornings routinely kicked off with a debate over whether the “baby” preferred his pureed squash or a somewhat lumpy oatmeal.

The alarm clock wasn’t just ringing anymore; it was practically a lullaby for grown men in footie pajamas, and I frequently found myself trying to decipher complex grunts and gurgles. To anyone else, they would sound like a malfunctioning plumbing system but, to me, they were clearly demands for more juice. My grocery runs became legendary. Gone were the days of buying kale and quinoa! My trips to the grocery store are more about a veritable convoy of baby wipes, oversized onesies, and enough powdered formula to feed a small army. An army that, conveniently, always needed a nap after consuming said formula.

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