Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
You’ve been married for what? Five, seven, ten years, plus? How many of those have you been the one initiating sex? How many years of wedded bliss have you been the one on top or giving it to her from behind while your lazy wife just takes it? Aren’t you tired, baby? Isn’t your dick read to be selfish?
Let me give it to you. Lay down and relax. It’s time for Valerie to do all the work.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
Our girl’s night out turned into a night we will never forget. My friends and I were so excited. A new club was opening downtown. We wanted to see if we could get in. So we wore our sluttiest little dresses. Finals were over and we were ready to party. The door men/bouncers were so hot. It was so perfect. Three of them and three of us. We started flirting with them and working our magic on them. It worked. They were so into us. Luckily, they let us in. I’m not sure what got into us that night. But we were out of control. We were flirting with everyone. Getting free drinks left and right. Dancing and feeling so good all night. Before we knew it, they were calling “Last Call”. We started panicking. Not wanting the night to end. We were trying to find some guys to buy our last drinks. Then the door guy I was flirting with came over. He told me that they wanted us to stay until they get off. They wanted to buy us drinks. I was so excited to tell my friends. They were in. Soon they were off and ordering drinks.
Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244
Y’all boys be some freaks, I tell ya. I caught Tre watching me real hard while I hauled my fat ass up the stairmaster at the gym. Now, I was holding on for dear life, pulling myself up that devil machine, just huffin’ and puffin’. Sweating like a whore in service, if you know what I mean but Mama was getting in that cardio.
Tre is a young man with a reputation for being a freaky playa. I tried to ignore his gaze, but when his tongue swiped along his lower lip and he rubbed his hands together, I knew it was on. I shut off that work out machine and trotted my happy ass into the locker room to find out exactly what kinda freaky deaky stuff got Tre off.
Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
I guess you could say I’m a spoiled, bratty little teenage slut. Daddy says I’m not supposed to be this hungry for cock but in all fairness, he did train me to be this way. I crave his older, married meat inside of me at all times. When I heard the bathroom door shut, and the shower turn on, I darted for his room and found him lying on Mommy and Daddy’s bed. Clearly, it was Mommy in the shower meaning Daddy was available to tongue fuck my butthole!
I crawled up beside him and bent over. Reaching back to pry my cheeks open. Daddy’s hands traced up the back of my smooth thigh as he chuckled. “What do you need, slutty girl?”
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
My boyfriend Bob and I were dreaming of an epic vacation to Hawaii – thought we’d soak up the sun, sip Mai Tais, and fuck like a pair of honeymooners. It was going to be bliss!
But leave it to that dummy to go and mess things up for us. He got himself fired from his cushy office job. Can you believe it? I was furious! All my daydreams of palm trees and piggyback rides on the beach were dashed. So I decided to take matters into my own hands.
I had a plan – a deliciously wicked plan. Poor Bob was bewildered when I marched into the bedroom brandishing makeup, wigs, and a heap of slutty outfits. “What the hell is all this, babe?” he asked, eyes wide as saucers. I just smirked. “It’s time for you to pay for our trip, one way or another.”
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
Oh Daddy, I miss those days when I was your sweet little girl. Remember when I was more innocent? You taught me everything I know about being your perfect daddy’s girl.
I think back to the first time you came into the room at night. You sat on the edge of my mattress and pulled me onto your lap. “Come sit with Daddy,” you said in that deep, husky voice. My heart was racing as you ran your hands over my smooth thighs.
Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285
The cheating wife was a title I took on proudly. The neighbor was going to be my secret the I was going to take to my grave.
Ain’t nothing worse than a woman scorned—except a woman bored. And I was starving for some action. I had the house, the ring, the man—hell, even the luxury SUV with the custom plates. But all that meant nothing when my nights were as dry as my untouched lace panties. My husband, Derrick, was too busy chasing deals to notice the heat burning between my thighs.
That’s where Jason, my neighbor came in. The young bull next door, all muscle and cocky smirks, had been watching me too long for it to be innocent. And one day when I caught him shirtless in his driveway, sweat glistening, gray sweatpants hugging his print just right—I knew I wasn’t the only one hungry.
One night, when Derrick was on a “business trip,” I took a bold step. A silk robe, barely tied, and a knock-on Jason’s door at midnight. His eyes dragged over my body, lingering on my parted lips. “You’re good, Trinity?” His voice was deep, teasing but with a slight concern. Why was I in Continue reading “Cheating Wife: The Neighbor’s Secret”
Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
Last night at the bar, my friend Jerry was whining about not being allowed at his wife’s baby shower. “Why does she get all the gifts and stuff?” He pouted into his beer. “She just laid on her back while I did all the work. Did you know she expects me to get her a ‘push present?’ Where the fuck is my hump gift?” The other men gathered around laughed, equally as stupid as Jerry.
He pointed to me and with a slur rambled, “Hey, you’re kind of girl. What the fuck? It’s not fair.” I slipped off my stool and patted him on the back.
“Why don’t you let me get you home before the wife returns from her baby shower?”
Ebony 844-332-2639 ext 240
Taboo fantasies aren’t just dirty — they’re dangerous. The moment you called me, you knew this wasn’t going to be a soft, sweet conversation. No, this is where we peel back your polite little mask and expose the filthy, forbidden cravings you hide from everyone else.I want you to say it. Whisper it to me — the one fantasy you swore you’d never speak aloud. Maybe it’s the naughty babysitter you still dream about. Maybe it’s your twisted craving for someone you should never want. Or maybe you want to be caught — stripped, punished, and used — by someone who knows exactly how wrong it is.That’s the poison of taboo fantasies — they crawl under your skin, infect your thoughts, and leave you aching to confess. And once you do, I own you. Because once you say it out loud, there’s no taking it back — you belong to your filth now.So, confess to me. Every forbidden itch, every shameful scenario. Because with me, your taboo fantasies aren’t secrets — they’re orders.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I’m a simple daddy’s girl who needs some big, daddy cock. That’s why I’m glad you’re calling me for some daddy daughter fucking because I’ve been thinking about your dick being inside of me 24/7 lately. Once a daddy’s girl gets her first real cock it’s hard to focus on anything else.
Do you remember the first time you fucked me daddy? You snuck into my room after mommy was asleep and you told me that you needed to talk to me about something. I was sleepy and confused, but you said to just relax because it was going to be a really fun conversation…