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Every inch

Posted 17 hours ago by Sawyer

Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455

I waited until mommy’s soft snoring drifted down the hallway then slipped out of bed in nothing but a Tshirt and a pair of pink panties. The house was dark and quiet as I walked to the top of the stairs. Daddy was awake reading by the fireplace. The orange glow painting is bare feet. I whispered to him before I swung one leg over the freshly polished banister. The cool wood sliding against my nearly bare ass. I pushed off and glided down, panties riding up into my little slit, the friction making me wetter and wetter with

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Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

He caught my eye from across the room, and I winked at him and walked out the door, hoping he would follow me. I waited in the alley way and thirty seconds later he appeared around the corner. He pushed me against the wall and ran his hands through my hair as he made out with me. He started biting my earlobe and whispered in my ear, “get my fingers wet for me.”

I felt his hands slowly move down my body, groping and grabbing at my succulent tits, and working down further, up my short leather skirt. I was wearing a thong and fishnet stockings that were already feeling rather moist. He felt my slit through my panties, and he could feel me getting soaked. He pushed my thong aside with his fingers and easily slid two fingers inside. His fingers were deep in my pussy, all the way to his knuckles and my knees buckled.

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No cake for Daddy

Posted 4 days ago by Cece

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Last month was my Daddy’s birthday, so two of my friends and I decided to bake him a cake. Allison, Bree, and I went to the grocery store near my apartment to gather all the supplies, then we headed back to my place. Allison had on a very short skirt that would fly up, and I could see the bottom of her ass cheeks as she walked up the stairs to my apartment. And Bree had the biggest tits I had ever seen, both jiggling and bouncing with her every step. Back in the kitchen, we started pulling the ingredients out of the bags and began baking…. that’s when things got steamy…..

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

The Sissy Whore House On Wheels was such a success that we decided to give the sissy husbands a party. We decorated the yard in pink streamers, balloons, confetti, and sparkles. It looked fit for a princess. I displayed our new statue of our fairy mascot as the centerpiece surrounded by dainty little finger foods. We made a toast and congratulated them for being the most well known sissy whores. They had even made the local news. And word was spreading fast. The sissies were having a great time watching videos popping up all over social media. Videos of all of the cocks they sucked and fucked as we traveled from campsite to campsite and whored them out. Meanwhile the sissy wives were gleaming as they counted the thousands of dollars their sissy husbands had brought in. 

We all gathered for a game of Pin The Panties On The Sissy. Then we blind folded them one at a time and counted how many pairs of panties they could pin on the sissies in thirty seconds each. The wives and I were laughing our asses off and taking pictures and videos as they ran around. That’s when we saw the paparazzi.

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Messy Nylon Boy

Posted 6 days ago by Rita

Messy Nylon Boy

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Davey is terribly leaky. Who could blame him, though? Seeing my sexy legs encased in the silkiest nylon, so shiny and smooth, who wouldn’t start to feel a little drippy? Every time he sees me in nylons, his hands move to my thighs as if we are magnets. The sweet boy loses all control over himself.

Davey’s lips press to the fabric at the back of my thighs and his hands knead and rub up and down the length of my legs. Just because he gets so needy doesn’t always mean I have the time to indulge him. Sometimes, like if I’m on the phone, I have to keep up the conversation. Swaying and shifting my weight as he nuzzles into me. When I look down, I find my leaky boy has taken himself out of his pants to dribble all over my calves.

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Queening

Posted 6 days ago by Francie

Queening

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As a powerful, witchy woman, I know my place. I belong on a pedestal or a fucking throne. And there is no better way to remind a man of my status than Queening. I’m not talking about the hesitant, careful face some women do when their man begs them to ride his face. No, I’m talking about perching on my rightful place and not caring how whoever under me is faring.

My whole weight pressing into his face as his jaw works to please me. Why should I tire my perfect thighs trying to ensure he can breathe? A man is always beneath me, and nothing reminds him more of that than letting him break his neck trying to please me.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

The roar of forty thousand fans reverberated through the metal bleachers. A deafening wall of sound that shielded us better than any curtain ever could. We were tucked into the upper deck, enveloped by the buzzing energy of the ninth inning. My entire universe had narrowed down to the heavy warmth of his leg pressed firmly against mine.

He kept his eyes fixed on the field, a cool picture of casual focus. But under the shield of his oversized team jacket spread across our laps, his hand was making a merciless descent.

When his fingertips brushed the inner curve of my thigh, a sharp gasp escaped my throat, instantly swallowed by the crowd’s collective groan at a missed pitch. His thumb stroked agonizingly slow circles through the thin fabric of my shorts, steadily working its way upward. The contrast was maddening, tens of thousands of oblivious eyes around us; and his hidden intent burning right beside me.

I gripped the edge of my seat, my knuckles turning white as his fingers slipped higher. Finally finding the sensitive apex where heat pooled. He didn’t rush. With a master’s patience, he applied a precise, rhythmic pressure through the cloth. Tracing tight, exquisite… Continue reading “His Masterful Fingers” →

Biker boy

Posted 7 days ago by Sawyer

Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455

I’ve always had a bit of a daddy kink. I’ve always gone for the older men who could literally be my father. Something about it just turned me on so much. I had just recently turned 18 and my uncles best friend would come over all the time to Smoke cigars, grill, and hang out by the pool. He really never paid much attention to me but I always kept my eye on him. I’m not sure what it was about him, but every time i caught a glimpse my panties would get soaked. He was the

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Often, when someone calls me, they want me to take control. To top them, more or less, and I’m happy to do so. Not much makes my toes curl like giving someone their first anal orgasm. I tell you this, so you’ll realize how unusual it is for me to be the submissive.

Unusual, not unwelcome. A man called me the other day. A real man. Not a sissy faggot who longed to drool over my shecock but a MAN who wanted to pound my pussy until I was the one seeing stars. He whispered into my ear, “It’s a man’s world, and you’ve always known it, haven’t you, baby?”

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I’ve always had crushes on my bosses at work, sometimes even my female bosses. The power that they have is so seductive to me. But this story is about my male boss, Matty. He had a cabin up in the mountains that he invited me out to, and I jumped at the chance. Being alone with my smoking hot boss in a secluded mountain cabin? Sign me up!

Matty sent a car to my house after work to pick me up and bring me back to his house, so we could ride up together. It was a bit confusing, yes, a lot of driving. I met up with Matty, and we took his Jeep, and he drove us, which was a four-hour drive in the evening. It wasn’t too long; I had great company.

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