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Juicy Jackie!

Posted 2 weeks ago by Jackie

Jackie 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 330

Sugars, let me introduce myself! I’m Juicy Jackie, the sassiest, sexiest southern belle ya ever did see. I’m fixin’ to charm ya into a spell of pure, unadulterated pleasure, just imaginin’ all the naughty ways to play with this here body of mine.

Y’all, I gotta warn ya now, I’m a whole lotta woman, with curves in all the right places. Mmmhmm, my juicy booty’s just beggin’ for some firmer-than-usual squeezes. I’ve got milky-white thighs, silky smooth legs, and a phat juicy bottom that’ll make ya wanna holler. And don’t even get me started on these pert nipples just achin’ for some attention.

Now, I know what ya might be thinkin’, “Jackie, darlin’, how’re you gonna satisfy these thirsty imaginations of mine?” Well, honey, it starts with my sinful, slow stripteases. I’ll tease ya with glimpses of my giant titties, my plump lips, and all of this soft, squeezable skin. Each tantalizing reveal’ll have ya droolin’ and reachin’ for that mouse to zoom in closer.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

A black leather jacket, worn just right, hugged his wide shoulders. Dark jeans, heavy boots. His hair was long, pulled back in a knot, and he had a look in his eyes that said he knew things I didn’t. A scar cut a thin line through his eyebrow. He was a bad man, I thought. And my stomach twisted with a strange, dark excitement.

He didn’t look at anyone else. His eyes, dark like midnight, found mine across the room. A slow, knowing smile reached his lips. My heart, which had been so bored just moments ago, started to beat against my ribs. I didn’t smile back, just held his gaze like a silent dare.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I was lying on an examination table in the middle of an extraterrestrial saucer. A gaggle of gorgeous, fully-nude aliens surrounded me, both male and female, each more stunning than the last. Sparkling antennae twitched, iridescent skin shimmered.

Before I could even utter a bewildered squeak, I felt a probe sliding into my mouth. It gently manipulating my tongue and lips. My body responded instinctively, parting its pearly gates to accept the proffered pleasure. As my slick folds yielded to the alien’s touch, I realized each probe corresponded to a throbbing cock, expertly coaxed to readiness.

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Stripping Lessons

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

One of my favourite sissies recently asked me for some stripping lessons. He lets me do whatever I want to him and dress him however I like, so I figured it was only fair to fulfill his wish.

I wasn’t sure if he would ever actually go through with it until the other night when he called me and said he needed some Avery time. He then asked if after I make him femme he can have his first stripping lesson. Absolutely, I said! I told him I was going to take him out and to come over around 4 pm so that I could get him ready.
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Storming Area 51

Posted 3 weeks ago by Zoey

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Amber, Kayla and I talked one day about what sort of cryptids and other creatures might be hidden at Area 51.  Kayla said she was sure there were skinwalkers there.  I shuddered at the thought.  If there’s one cryptid I never want to run into, it’s skinwalkers.  Amber piped up that she’d heard there were mermaids tucked away somewhere in the compound.  I know there are real aliens hidden away in there, hopefully some with tentacles.  Suddenly, I jumped up and exclaimed that the three of us needed to devise a plan and strom Area 51 together!  We could probably sneak right in and search the compound and find out all they’re hiding in there.

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Brandi 1-844-332-2639 ext 417

The casino is all glitter and noise on the surface–flashing lights, endless laughter, the clink of glasses and chips. But tonight, I wasn’t interested in the surface. I wanted what waits in the shadows. I wanted to see what was behind the casino walls.

There’s a door most people never notice, tucked into a corner where the music softens. I slipped through it, heart racing, heals clicking softly against the marble floor. The door was so tight, my dress caught on the plaster wall and tore. I ripped at it and small hole formed. I rubbed at the fabric between my fingers to see if it would continue to tear as the night went on. A little piece of thread floated out of the hole, so I tore at that but it made the tear larger. I hurried down the corridor to the last door and pushed my way through. Continue reading “Behind the Casino Walls” →

Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Holy fuck, the way you moan into the phone when I talk dirty just makes me wanna cum so hard. I’m 20, a junior at some fancy middle upper class college, and I’m basically a slut for any cock that pleases me. But when it’s you, texting filthy messages and gooning harder than anyone else, I’m putty in your hands.

We’re in the middle of a bangin’ phone sex session, our voices husky with desire as we describe every filthy detail. You’re getting me so wet, I can barely type back fast enough. My panties are drenched, and I’m such a needy little thing, craving your touches.

“You love when I tell you how I’m going to fuck you, don’t you, lil’ slut? Coz I know you’re fingering yourself right now like a good girl,” you write, making me squeal with pleasure. Oh hell yeah, I am! Two fingers buried deep, making circles around that sensitive clit.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna got asked out, and gawked at almost everywhere she went. She couldn’t even pump gas, or walk to the corner store without getting hollered at. She was so seductive, so slutty and hot all at the same time.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

The old castle felt like a living thing, breathing secrets into the cold night air. I had come here, drawn by a feeling I couldn’t name. Not for beauty, but for something dark, ancient, and undeniably powerful. Candles flickered in the great hall, shadows dancing like hungry spirits. Then, he was there. Vlad. Not appearing, not entering, but simply there. Tall, a silhouette against the deeper gloom, his eyes ancient and knowing.

He moved towards me, silent. Almost as if he was floating above the ground. Every step he took tightened something deep inside me, a knot of fear and something far more interesting. My breath caught in my throat. He wore clothes dark as his soul, and a scent, like old earth and something wild, filled the air around him.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2629 Ext 457

It was back to school week at work. I was excited to dress in the sexy little schoolgirl uniforms. But I wasn’t excited that I really am going back to school. I thought I was going to be able drop out. But my uncle made a deal with me. He will pay my rent if I take at least two classes. But I didn’t want to think about that. I just wanted to concentrate on work and having fun. The guys were loving the uniforms. And I was making some big tips. But then he walked in and spotted me immediately. My professor from last year! I didn’t feel like dealing with him. But at least I wouldn’t him as a professor this year… or so I thought.

He requested to sit in my section. One thing I knew for sure is that he would tip well. So I was okay with that. But his perverted comments and demands were bringing back all the memories from last school year. He basically treated me like he owned me because he kind of did. I was failing his class miserably. So he passed me in exchange for sexual favors.

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