Spring Fever

Danika * (844) 332-2639 x 466

Welcome back to another moment in time, where I walk you down a delicious historical path. Today I stepped out onto my balcony that faces a beautiful forest. The trees are starting to liven up; the Bluebells are sprouting in the field. The fragrance in the air and the warmth on my skin took me to a more…seductive place. Goosebumps covered my skin, and my nipples became hard. Beginning in the 1800’s they called it Spring Fever, a euphemism for getting turned on once the sun came out.

This was a time when everything became fertile. When the world warms up, people begin to look at each other differently. Less clothing also means our eyes get to wander and take in the exposed flesh before us. Which is something I particularly enjoy. I have to admit, I am a sucker for nice legs, toned backs, and hard dicks. Winter was especially brutal this year and I have a bad case of Spring Fever.

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SXSW

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

SXSW is an annual film and music festival that draws lots of celebrities, musicians, and others in the film and tv industry. It’s always a great time. But this year was absolutely amazing. My agent called out of the blue and told me that there was a well known, local jazz musician that needed a dancer for an event at a swanky venue. I was hesitant but she told me that he had asked for me specifically. So how on earth could I turn him down? I couldn’t. So I agreed to do it.

But I hadn’t anticipated being so attracted to him. He was very tall, very dark, and very handsome. He was older, which is my weakness. And so suave and charismatic. My heart melted and dripped out of my pussy when he looked me in the eyes and gently kissed my hand. I almost fainted when he whispered in his very deep voice “Hello Julie, it’s my honor to finally meet you”. Forget big dick energy. This man had massive cock energy.

We had intensely magnetic energy. The show could not have gone better. The audience kept growing and seemed to love the performance.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

It was a Wednesday evening when I got my mail, and what do you think I received? “My ex is getting married; I just got the invitation.” My friend Charlie was at my house during that time and was consoling me as I cried. He said, “Want me to fuck you in front of them at their wedding, remind them that letting you go was a mistake?”

That gave me the best idea! I could fuck Charlie, pretending it was my ex and we were getting back together and ready to have some makeup sex. I know that it sounded so dirty to use Charlie like that, but to be fair, he offered. He had no idea what he was getting into either!

It was a few weeks later and the wedding was approaching fast. I called Charlie up and reminded him of what he promised me and asked him to come over so we could go to the wedding together. The wedding was starting and there had to be over three hundred people there. I was going to be the most hated girl, but it sounded like fun.

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Kara 1844-332-2639 ext 306

I had the kind of body that demands attention when I walk into a room. When a man looks at me, he immediately admits to himself, “She could get whatever she wants from me.”  The way my perky tits sat high and proud upon my chest and the curve of my tight ass would make any man lose control. I also exuded that confidence in the way I spoke to men and even in my stride. The long, slow, deliberate steps of my long-toned legs and the way my hips rocked softly with each step would even cause some ladies to stop and stare. Today was no different.
As far as I can remember, I’ve always loved being the center of attention. Feeling eyes dancing upon me, followed by adoring and sensual smiles, would never grow old. I especially get turned on when I catch the eye of a married man in the presence of his wife. When I say I get whatever I want, married men are not excluded and, in fact, make the sex that much more riveting.

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When I Call You A Faggot

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

All I wanted was some good pipe. I had heard that you could lay it down, so I invited you over. Yous a little younger than I normally like my meat but Sandra had told me how you blew her back out, and I needed some of that! I got you a little drink before we headed up to the room, but on the way, we bumped into my boy.

Now, I know he’s pretty and most people stop to admire that dark chocolate but you was doing more than admiring. I saw when you bit into your lip like you wanted to take a hunk outta my boy. That’s why when we got into the room and I gripped your already bricked up dick, I knew you was a faggot and said so. The look of confusion and excitement in your eyes woulda confirmed it if the flex in your dick didn’t.

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College Boys

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

It was spring break recently and I had some college boys in my house. My stepson came home for the week and brought one of his friends, Jake, with him.

Now you all know how much I love college boys so having Jake here was very tempting. I tried my best to be a good “mom” to the boys, but it was hard to keep my feelings to myself. So let me tell you about one of the encounters I had with my college boys last week.

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Oh JOI!

Danika * (844) 332-2639 x 466

Come on in, have a seat. I wont bite; at least not this time. Let’s have a drink, get to know each other a tad bit before we get to what you came here for. How do you like to be talked to? Would you like me to be stern with you, or soft? Right now is your moment to ask for your needs to be met before I take over; before I am in control. Before my voice is guiding your masturbation. Oh, JOI! There is an unmistakable grin on my face as I get ready to direct and guide your movements and take control of your cock with just the sound of my voice. Oh JOI indeed.

I’m going to take my time undressing you, looking you in the eyes as I remove each article of clothing. There is a power in watching you lust for me from your chair across the room. All that’s left when I’m done are my silk thigh-high stockings and black Stiletto’s. Sitting back down in my own chair with my legs spread open for you, I gently, but firmly, instruct you to undress for me.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I’m still young and I think I still got it, so I blend right in when the other college kids go on Spring Break. This weekend I’m going to Miami. That’s where all the hot single guys go, right? I’m so ready to have so many orgasms this weekend with some mysterious hot guy. Who’s going to be the lucky one?

I was at a club until 2am and that’s when I looked over and I saw him. We’ll call him Matthew for now. He was well over six feet, tan complexion, blue eyes, dark hair and covered in tattoos. I never could resist a bad boy. Our eyes locked for a moment and then I walked out, hoping he would follow me outside. Lucky me, he did.

I leaned against the wall in the sexiest pose I could think of, as he walked closer to me. Come on kitty, that’s right. Walk up to mama. Without saying anything, he ran his hands through my hair and started kissing me, and boy, was he a good kisser. Possibly the best. My pussy soaked my panties at the anticipation of what was to come.

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Strip Club PhoneSex

Cassey 844-332-2639 Ext. 467

Scanning the crowd looking for prey, my eyes look over faces, some familiar, some new, none quite what I’m looking for. Then, finally, standing in the corner, I see you there, someone worthy of my attention at last! Oh, I just love when there’s fresh meat to go after. Making my way off the stage, I prowl over to where you’re at. Have you ever heard of Cassey’s strip club special? Let me tell you about it: That’s where I take you backstage to my special vip room, and we play a fun little game.
The rules are as follows: We make a bet, and for a determined amount of minutes, I can do whatever I’d like to you. However, there’s one hitch: you cannot cum! If you end up finishing before the time is up, you’d better pay up for your chance to be with me! However, if you manage to last? Well then, that’s a challenge I can’t turn down! The reward is taking me home, and it’s your turn to do whatever you please. Do you want to play this game? It’s a pretty lucky strip club special, I would say. Either way, you’re a winner!

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Stuff My Cuck

Kara 1844-332-2639 ext 306

The day started like any other typical day in our home. My cuck boyfriend would be cleaning after preparing my breakfast and setting the table with fresh flowers and juice. I had a big surprise planned for him for later.  I’d given him instructions on what to do while I was out.  I told him to be sure to have on the outfit I laid out for him when I returned, and he eagerly agreed, not knowing exactly what it was.  Immediately after leaving, I called my lover with the rest of the details and gave him time to be ready for my arrival.
My lover in tow as I returned home to find my cuck boyfriend in his tiny black bra and black lace panties with his sheer nylons covering his hairy legs and black stiletto heels on his feet. His face flushed red at the sight of my lover and me making our way into the modernly decorated living area, where we made ourselves more comfortable.
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