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Ugh. Family reunions. I can’t think of a worse way to spend my weekend. I was supposed to go to a festival and get wasted with my friends (and passed around by a bunch of strangers), but now I’m stuck here, watching a bunch of old people who hate me talking about the good old days. The only person here REMOTELY close to my age is my creepy younger cousin.

He’s been like this ever since we were little. I’d wrestle with him, and he’d pitch a tent in his little gym shorts in no time. He couldn’t help it with my gymnast body rubbing all over him. When I turned 18 and started modelling, I found out he was saving all my pictures to jerk his pathetic virgin cock to. And now, at the reunion, as our parents get tired, I notice something different about him. He’s been getting closer and closer to me all night…

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Something about phone sex absolutely drives me crazy.

I don’t know if it’s the vibrating of my cell phone, or the sound of grunting and moaning and desperation on the other side of the phone, or the feeling that I’m doing something I’m not supposed to be doing, there’s something about it that I find so…sexy!

I know you feel the same way. That is why you’re here, isn’t it? You want to pick up the phone, dial my number, and go on a tantalizing sexual journey with me. You want to call me, hear my voice, hear me begging you to tell me what you want to do to me…

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A bright flash streaked across the sky in the middle of the night. I should have been sleeping, but I was touching my teen pussy under my covers, so I saw the light brighten my bedroom. I was a little shocked. There wasn’t a storm; the sky had been clear and dotted with tons of stars. Was someone outside my window with a camera? I started to crawl out of bed to go look but right as I got to the windowsill, a big crash sounded and shook my house.

I peered out the window and noticed something had crashed in my yard. As if whatever it was had just fallen out of the sky. My jaw dropped open as I saw some kind of creature crawling out of the wreckage.

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Double-teaming a loser can be so much fun. But it’s never more fun than with Zoey! She is so spunky and has so much energy. The other day, this short dicked idiot was looking to get double stuffed. I just knew Zoey would be the hottest thing in a strapon. So she geared up, and we circled our little victim.

He was a meek little man. A tiny dick but big, heavy balls hung between his leg as she pushed him to the floor. I gripped my cock and slapped him in the face with it. “This is what a real cock looks like.” I teased. Zoey giggled and slapped his ass.

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If I’ve told you once I’ve told you a thousand times, pick up your clothes when you take them off and put them in the hamper. I’m not sure why you think we have a hamper if you arent going to use it! You have been such a messy boy, and I, for one, am just plain tired of it.

I’m going to count to three, and if all of your clothes aren’t picked up by the time I get to three, I am going to take away all of your big boy clothes. I will throw away your underwear and all of your cool superhero shirts. Instead, you will be forced into diapers and baby clothes that only mommy will be able to change you in or out of because I know how to put things in the hamper.

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Oftentimes, when the new year rolls around people, plan resolutions. They decide to go to the gym more or eat better but it’s all for not if you ask me. Your future is already set. There isn’t anything you can do to change your fate. That’s why it’s easy for me to pretend to be a fortune teller.

I dress up in sexy, gypsy-like clothing with the little dangly charms like a belly dancer and even wrap a turban around my blonde hair. Then I set up shop in a cozy tent with candles flickering inside of the small space. A small table with a crystal ball in the center sets the stage but the real magic happens behind the table where I’ve piled colorful pillows.

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You like to watch me, don’t you? Not just when I’m getting FUCKED by other cocks but all the time. I can always feel your GAZE TRAVELING along with my figure whenever we’re in the same room. Taking in the way I move, the way I bend or stretch. You’re always watching me—my own personal voyeur.

Tonight, when I saw you sitting in your chair, reading a book and slowly sipping your whiskey, I knew just what to do. First, I acted as if I couldn’t feel the heavy weight of your eyes on my SKIN. Then, I slowly removed each article of clothing until I was bare for you.

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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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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.”

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My Human ATM knows his greedy Findom Goddess plays in the big leagues. He knows when he calls for edging and pegging, he has to PAY. He is my walking wallet and begs me to take it all. Sharing is caring I always say, and it starts with tributing your Goddess. (It’s kind of like tipping your waitress only I cost hundreds and hundreds of dollars an hour.) The more greedy I am the harder he gets off.

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