I felt him following me halfway through my daily 4-mile run. He thought he was being slick, but I could feel him right behind me. I left my earbuds in but turned the music down so I could track his distance. He thought he was gaining on me because he was faster than me. When in fact, I was slowing my pace because I wanted him to catch me. He lived in the neighborhood and the gossip had made its way to me that he’d been having a hard time lately. So, I knew he could use an ego boost.
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The night had been a success. People had come and celebrated the holiday with glee, and now they were gone. But, unfortunately, a massive mess had been left in the wake of the party, and I didn’t know where to begin. My party dress was too tight to wear while cleaning, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep if I’d left my house this way.
I reached behind me and pulled the zipper along my spine, allowing the dress to puddle at my feet. I thought I was alone; the silence sounded loud now that the party music had been shut off. Next, I stepped out of the dress and kicked off my party heels. Then, I started picking up the abandoned cups and bottles in my bra and panties.
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Forced Feminization phone sex is one of my absolute favourite things in the world. Taking a man who already has feminine qualities and making them even more prominent is just so satisfying. After all, you were born to be a woman but I’m sure somewhere along the way the wires got crossed and instead of being born with a pussy, you were born with an over sized clit.
But don’t worry. Turning you into the sissy slut you were always meant to be is going to be fun. And at the end of it, you’re going to look beautiful and you’ll be one hell of a cock sucker if I have anything to do with it.
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Thank you world for my Hot Stepson! My hubby, like always, will be out of town for Christmas this year. It used to get me down, but I’ve started to find ways to make it more fun than if he were here.
My Hot Stepson and I stayed up late on Christmas Eve last year. Jollying it up with drinks and nudity. We were free to grab any part of each other. There was music and dancing but the best part was the eating of finger foods off of each others’ bodies. Lots of groping and stroking and licking but no fucking. That is usually reserved for very special occasions. Continue reading “XXXmas Blow Job For My Hot Stepson Phone Sex”
The old bookstore was one I had never been to before. Their website stated they housed a collection of rare first edition novels and even autographed books. Of course, I couldn’t afford anything inside, but I wanted to be with them for a little while. Just to look. It had just started to rain as I ducked under the awing and through the doorway. The musty smell of old paper tickled my nose, and I inhaled deeply.
My flirty little skirt sprinkled raindrops on the carpet, making me smile shyly at the older man behind the counter. He chuckled and shrugged, suggesting I not worry about it. It was just water, after all, he said.
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Look at what I have right here. Santa brought you a very special present, young man. I’ve noticed the wet sheets and the stained undies. So, I wrote a letter to Santa to let him know. He has something very special under the tree just for you. Pampers for Christmas is exactly what you’re getting this year.
Why don’t you open up your present? I think we should try them out right away. The sooner we get them on you, the quicker you’ll realize we should have done this awhile ago.
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I want to show you how to eat your cum, how I want you to eat your cum. I want to make you a slave to your desire, and mine, for you to suckle that cum off your fingers after you’re done beating off to just the idea of it. We are going to ensure that you are just a cum junkie looking for your next fix.
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They say Santa as a devilish counterpart. A half-man half-demon who punishes bad little boys and girls who end up on the naughty list. I don’t believe in that kinda noise. There is no such thing as Santa or Krampus. I’m the only one who holds myself accountable for my actions, and I like being bad.
I’ve been kicking in the balls of losers and pegging idiots up the ass all year. Some threat of a monster coming to spank me isn’t going to make me behave. I’ll keep doing whatever I want to whoever I want, and I’d be willing to bet you I still get presents this year!
You’re addicted me, to my sweet voice and nature. Everyone wants a piece of sweet sassy sexy Zoey.
You love how I’m always ready and willing to do whatever naughty nasty thing comes into your deviant twisted mind. You can’t stop coming back for more of my sweet delicious pussy, ass, and mouth.
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I’ve grown bored with my day-to-day routine. Wake up, get ready for the day, drop my son off at school, and then wait. I wait for school to be over; I wait for my husband to get home. Rinse and repeat. I’m just bored. And what’s a bored housewife to do? Get my real estate license! It shouldn’t be that hard to sell a house, right?
I mean, I’m a pretty girl, and I know how to give a home tour. So I drove to my local broker’s office and told him I was interested in going down this path and was hoping he could guide me. He gave me once over and stood up from his desk. “I have a showing in ten minutes; I’ll take you along. You can be my real sexy estate assistant.”