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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454 

He was a regular with an idea. He recommended me to his friend; told him I would do anything sexual for money. Which was partly true. His friend only wanted one thing in particular. Anal sex. 

We discussed it over the phone, I made it known that his request was totally fine with me but deep down I knew I needed to prepare. I rarely did anal and it was something I charged a little extra for.  

We planned it, I told him some excuse about being busy so that I would have time to prepare myself. I used my butt plug throughout the week, I wanted to be sure I could take him, whatever his cock size may be.  

The day of I bent over in front of the mirror and took some photos of my ass. M was definitely an assman and requested the pics. After that I used my dildo to fuck my ass just to be sure. Felt awesome but I was nervous.  

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What Lurks At Night

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Like a whisper of the wind, you can almost convince yourself it’s nothing. The way it prickles along your skin is like a warning sign of danger to come. Try as you might, you can’t shake off what lurks at night.

A sensual demon slipped through your subconscious as you slept. Feeding you lustful thoughts you are ashamed of. Images of the young. The supple. The forbidden. You hate how hard it makes your cock, but you tell yourself, “It’s just a dream.” Remember what they say? What’s done in the dark always comes to light.

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My professor’s wife came into work last weekend. She told me that she needed to talk to me. I told her that we had nothing to talk about. But then she started to raise her voice. I didn’t want her to cause a scene. I had already sacrificed enough to keep this job. I wasn’t about to let her screw it up for me. I knew that she was a very vindictive woman. If I didn’t do what she said, she would try to ruin my life. So I agreed to meet with her.

The next day I went over to her house. She was alone. There was something different about her. A side of her I had never seen. Sweeter and softer. Suddenly I saw what he must have seen in her all those years ago. There was actually kindness in her eyes. It made me wonder what she had to tell me. I started to worry that it was something serious. But then she told me. She told me that she can’t stop thinking about me no matter how hard she tries. And that she has overpowering feelings for me. I never could’ve imagined her feeling like that.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

Dr. Julie, what should I do? I feel like I’ve been so dumb. I’ve wasted so many years. I truly loved her. I gave up my fetishes for her because she thought they were wrong. But I wanted her to be happy, so I happily settled for vanilla sex. Then after having kids, she didn’t want sex at all. She wanted to stay home with them, so I happily agreed to be the sole provider for our family. I worked sixty to eighty hour weeks in order to make it work. I had many women come onto me over the years. But even though our marriage was sexless, I never cheated on her. I’m not saying I wasn’t tempted. It felt so good to get attention and to feel wanted. But I could not imagine doing anything that would hurt her.

After everything I’ve done for her, she repays me by having an affair, then leaving me for him. I’m just so lost and don’t know what to do. A part of me wants to go have sex with a random woman just to get revenge. But I could never do that. That’s just not like me.

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I smoothed down the frayed hem of my cutoff shorts, letting my fingers linger on the tattered band patch sewn onto them. Another city, another arena, another high that pulsed through me like the bass line thrumming through the floor. I wasn’t some starry-eyed fan at the barricade; I was part of the chaos, an honorary member of the circus.

My life was a blur of tour buses, grimy green rooms, and the fleeting intimacy of late-night hotel rooms. Some girls want the ring, the white picket fence. Me? I want the next gig, the next scream from the crowd, the next chance to lose myself in the primal rhythm of a live show.

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Timmy and Tommy's Race To Cummies

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Timmy and Tommy kneeled naked before my group of girlfriends. The twins have always been so competitive, but the pressure was on. Poor Timmy gets so nervous when girls are watching him tug his penis, probably because it’s a little smaller than his brother’s, with a curve in it.

“I actually prefer a little bend.” Shannon giggles and leans her elbows on her knees to watch the two closer, but her gaze is more focused on Timmy’s cock. The attention makes his chest rise and fall, and I notice his erection falter. He’s so shy. From behind him, I run my hand through his hair and tilt his head back to look up at me.

“Don’t forget, boys, whoever makes cummies last has to lick up all of the mess.”

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My usual detached composure faltered the moment he introduced himself. “Good evening, I’m Liam, and I’ll be your server tonight.” “Stella,” I managed, my voice a little huskier than I intended. “Nice to meet you, Liam.” He was tall, with a lean build that stretched the fabric of his black uniform a little too perfectly across his chest and shoulders.

There was a spark, a subtle flirtation in his gaze that mirrored my own. I found myself lingering over my order, asking unnecessary questions about the drink list, just to keep him at the table for a few moments longer. I’d catch his eye from across the room, and he’d offer a quick, knowing smile before attending to another table. It was maddening and exhilarating all at once.

He talked about the specials with a passion that made me want to order everything, even the things I didn’t usually like. His hands, as he poured my drink, were long and elegant, with just a hint of muscle. My imagination ran wild, painting scenarios that had no business existing in a crowded public restaurant. He was just doing his job, I reminded myself, but my body wasn’t listening. My pussy was throbbing. A delicious, unbearable ache that could only be soothed by one thing…Liam’s cock.

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There was this boy I used to date. He was into having sex on trampolines. The first time, we were at his house. He suggested that we go outside and lay on the trampoline under the stars. It was a crisp fall evening. The sky was so clear, and the stars were so bright. We were cuddled up with cozy, soft blankets and pillows. It was really romantic. That night it was sensual and sweet. I felt like it was a special first time for us. What I didn’t realize is that it was only the beginning. The next time, we were at his house during the day. Again, he suggested we go out and lay on the trampoline. I thought since we had such a magnificent time the first night, he just wanted to recreate that. I giggled and reminded him that it was dark last time. This time all of the neighbors will be able to see us. But he was serious and adamant about the fact that he wanted to do it. I just wanted to make him happy and get it out of his system. So I agreed. This time it got crazier.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

They call my place “The Sanctuary,” though some regulars lovingly whisper “Cory’s Corner of Bliss.” This isn’t your typical chain spa with weird music and generic oils. My space is more intimate, filled with the scent of sandalwood and a quiet hum of understanding. My clients, mostly men in their late 30s and beyond, come here for something more specific. Something they can’t find just anywhere.

My standard massage is good, really good. I’ve got hands that can melt knots you didn’t even know you had. But what truly sets me apart, what brings them back, is the “Comfort Care” add-on. It’s my little secret, a unique service that caters to a very particular kind of release. When a client opts for Comfort Care, I see their eyes light up a little, a mix of apprehension and quiet longing. That’s when I bring out the softest, thickest of adult diapers. It’s never forced, always an offered choice, explained delicately as a way to fully surrender, to shed the burdens of adulthood, even just for an hour.

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Fairy

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Frotting with a fairy. (Sigh) I bet when you first looked at me, the last thing you thought you would hear yourself say to me is, “Your cock is so much bigger than mine!” But here we are. Your smaller cock in my hand mashed up against the throbbing thick meat of my shecock. I’m stroking us together while verbally abusing you, and you are struggling not to cum all over the velvety smooth head of my cock.

Using both of my hands, I lock our cocks together. My slender, feminine hips humping my hard cock up and down between my fingers and your smaller dick. It feels good. You had no idea you were a fairy bitch until I put you in your place.

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