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Dominating Your Girl

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You love your girl, but you are both submissive, and you know she craves a firm hand. Neither of you were really comfortable with a threesome. However, you did agree to hire a Dominatrix for her. One who’d let you watch. How does it feel, little subby, paying another woman to fuck your girl properly?

When the two of you arrive, I compliment her outfit while pointing to the chair in the corner. “Go sit.” Neither she nor I watch to see if you’ll obey. My hand cradles the back of her neck, and I pull her mouth to mine. It’s cute how nervous she is, but she doesn’t have to be nervous because I’m in control. She giggles after my tongue flicks into her mouth.

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Sexy TS blonde thinking about Sissygasm

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Guys like to cum. Fuck, who doesn’t? Straight men like to cum inside of pussies or mouths. They jerk off thinking about emptying their loads into tight little assholes, but only a few of them consider cumming through their anus. Yes, I’m talking about a sissygasm—an orgasm produced by stimulating the prostate and not stroking the penis.

I’ve been talking to a man who thinks the idea is impossible. He says he would never be able to get off that way. It was my pleasure to show him otherwise.

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rolled

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Daddy was downstairs doing the laundry. He sighed when he got to the pile which was Anna’s. How on earth did she get away with this? He couldn’t remember if she talked him into doing her laundry, or it just sat there so long he decided to just do it since he was doing everything at once anyway. It was then he noticed that this was no ordinary pile.

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Messy Beginnings, Monday to Wednesday is exactly how this week started—because I’ve never been good at playing it safe. Monday came in hot. I woke up still sore from the weekend, and yet somehow craving more. My phone buzzed with a message: “You still taste like Sunday. That was all it took.

By lunchtime, I was under my desk, skirt bunched up, voice low on a video call, pretending to talk spreadsheets while my fingers played a different set of numbers. I sent him a photo after—no face, just legs, lips, and the evidence of my distraction. He replied with a voice note that made me clench around nothing.

Tuesday was no better. We played “Would You Rather” in the group chat, but the way he answered every question felt like a dare. Would I rather do it in public or on camera? Would I rather be tied up… or do the tying? By Wednesday, I had to admit it: this week was already off the rails. I wore no panties to the grocery store just because he told me not to. I wanted to be bad. And game night hadn’t even started yet.

Wednesday ticked toward midnight, and my Continue reading “Messy Beginnings: Monday to Wednesday” →

Filthy Little Desk Chair

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Pulling all-nighters is never easy, but with Jeremy as my study buddy, I tend to get more done. See, Jeremy loves to be my filthy little desk chair when we get paired up. He gets totally naked and sits under my desk. Then he pulls my panties down my thighs and leans his head back at the edge of my regular desk chair. His chin pointed up, and his greedy mouth stays wide open, all ready for me to sit on his face.

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Smothered By Smoke

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Smothered By Smoke

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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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The Kinkiest Boys

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I will never stop saying that we have the kinkiest boys here because I am so proud of them! I love all of my callers, but I have a soft spot for certain guys, so I thought I’d start a series where I tell you all about them. First up is a naughty sissy baby I know. And when I tell you he’s naughty that is NOT an understatement!

He is actually one of the kinkiest boys I talk to. This naughty sissy baby likes, actually loves, to wear diapers and although he’s a grown man I still think he looks super cute in them. But lately he’s developed a love of panties. My panties. And it seems that no matter how many times I say no he insists on stealing my frilly, lace panties and hiding them in his diaper.

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Cunny

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Sissy Baby Tami was complaining to Mommy Anna that her tummy was rumbling. She had tummy aches. Mommy got worried and decided it was time to see the doctor. Tami said that her Cunny was too tight, so Mommy licked her fingers and tried to shove them inside her baby girl, but the tips barely made it in. ‘’We need to stretch open that Cunny!’’ Mommy Anna said. She got Tami ready and grabbed her diaper bag, and off they went.

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By the time I slide into the office at 8:59am, pulse racing and out of breath, I know I’ve got this in the bag. The tight burgundy pencil skirt hugs my curves in all the right places, the clingy black blouse cut low enough to show the perfect amount of cleavage. I’m dressed to impress, determined to wow the most important man in the building. Because I do whatever it takes to make it in this world.

“Good morning, Mr. Jameson,” I purr as I saunter past his office, swaying my hips just so. Innocent yet flirty, a wink in my voice.

“Diana, you look ravishing as always,” he replies smoothly, blue eyes drinking me in hungrily behind his polished oak desk. “Come in a moment, would you?”

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Small Cock Boys

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Why do you small cock boys always try to pass yourselves off as real men? As if that’s even possible. It boggles my mind that someone with two inches thinks he’s even in the same category as someone with 10 inches. Clearly your little dick is also making you delusional. I will never understand how you get it in your head that you’d be someone I want to fuck when we both know all I want to do is humiliate you.

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