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Roxy 1 (844) 332-2639 Ext 414

He loved to sniff my panties. Several years ago I was renting a room from my friend and her husband. Occasionally I would notice that some of my panties would be missing. But I would always just think that I left them at work, at a hotel when I was traveling, or at someone’s house. I never would’ve imagined that it would be him taking them. But then one day I came home and caught him. He was sitting right there at the breakfast table. With one pair wrapped around his cock. The other pair was in his face. He was literally sucking on them. His eyes were closed. So he didn’t see me. He didn’t hear me either. So I hid. Because I wanted to watch him. I realized he must have been sucking on those panties for quite some time because the crotch was completely drenched. And his boner was dripping all over the other pair. Damn, he was so hard. I have to admit that I was getting wet just watching him.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

It all started when I was in college, exploring my sexuality and figuring out what I liked. I was always fascinated by the idea of giving head, and I wanted to be the best at it. So, I took it upon myself to learn everything I could about blowjobs. I started by reading (well, looking at) Hustler magazines, watching porn, and even talking to friends who had experience in the matter. Learning about the importance of teasing, using the right amount of pressure, and the power of eye contact. I practiced on a few willing partners and got better with each encounter.

One day, I met a guy at a party who was known for being quite the ladies’ man. He had a reputation for being good in bed, and I was eager to see if the rumors were true. We hit it off immediately and decided to go back to his place. As soon as we were alone, he wasted no time in getting undressed. He lay back on the bed, and I dropped to my knees, pulled his pants down, and took his fat cock in my mouth like a good little slut.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My parents have a summer barbeque party every year. Everyone from the church is invited. And this year was no exception. Yet, it was the exception. It was different from any other before. My parents have been close friends with the Martins all my life. They are like an aunt and uncle to me and my siblings. We grew up with their kids. But Mr. Martin has been coming into my work at the breastaurant. The first time, he was with a woman that wasn’t his wife. She was much younger. And it was obviously a romantic relationship. Before he left, he found me, grabbed my bare ass, and told me that he wouldn’t tell if I didn’t. He knows my dad would be so mad if he found out where I work. After that he came back alone and was very flirtatious and forward. I have to admit that it turned me on.

Seeing their family at the barbeque was awkward to say the least. A bunch of us were swimming when I looked over and saw Mr. Martin staring at me. He winked and flashed a perverted smile. It sent a rush of wetness to my pussy.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

My usual detached composure faltered the moment he introduced himself. “Good evening, I’m Liam, and I’ll be your server tonight.” “Stella,” I managed, my voice a little huskier than I intended. “Nice to meet you, Liam.” He was tall, with a lean build that stretched the fabric of his black uniform a little too perfectly across his chest and shoulders.

There was a spark, a subtle flirtation in his gaze that mirrored my own. I found myself lingering over my order, asking unnecessary questions about the drink list, just to keep him at the table for a few moments longer. I’d catch his eye from across the room, and he’d offer a quick, knowing smile before attending to another table. It was maddening and exhilarating all at once.

He talked about the specials with a passion that made me want to order everything, even the things I didn’t usually like. His hands, as he poured my drink, were long and elegant, with just a hint of muscle. My imagination ran wild, painting scenarios that had no business existing in a crowded public restaurant. He was just doing his job, I reminded myself, but my body wasn’t listening. My pussy was throbbing. A delicious, unbearable ache that could only be soothed by one thing…Liam’s cock.

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Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

There was this boy I used to date. He was into having sex on trampolines. The first time, we were at his house. He suggested that we go outside and lay on the trampoline under the stars. It was a crisp fall evening. The sky was so clear, and the stars were so bright. We were cuddled up with cozy, soft blankets and pillows. It was really romantic. That night it was sensual and sweet. I felt like it was a special first time for us. What I didn’t realize is that it was only the beginning. The next time, we were at his house during the day. Again, he suggested we go out and lay on the trampoline. I thought since we had such a magnificent time the first night, he just wanted to recreate that. I giggled and reminded him that it was dark last time. This time all of the neighbors will be able to see us. But he was serious and adamant about the fact that he wanted to do it. I just wanted to make him happy and get it out of his system. So I agreed. This time it got crazier.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I met Mike at a private party, where I was working as a professional tease. He was a handsome man, with dark eyes that held an intensity I found irresistible. I was wearing a sheer black negligee that left little to the imagination, and beneath it, a pair of silky black pantyhose. I could see the desire burning in his eyes as I strutted towards him, my hips swaying seductively. “Do you like what you see?” I asked, running my hands over my curves.

He nodded, his eyes never leaving my body. I laughed softly, then reached out and grabbed his hand, placing it on my thigh. “Feel that?” I whispered, as his fingers traced the delicate pattern of the pantyhose. “That’s what you’ve been craving, isn’t it?” He nodded again. I could feel his dick straining against his pants, and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. After leading him to an oversized lounge chair, I pushed him down onto it and climbed on top of him. I straddled his waist, my pussy just inches from his throbbing cock.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

It was lingerie night at work again. And it had been a week since my awkward encounter with one of my dad’s best friends. I was so scared that he would tell my dad that I work at a breastaurant. He had been a member of our church for my entire life. But then I wondered why on earth he would  be at a place like this. That’s when I saw a much younger woman join him. And it was not his wife. Then before he left, he came and found me. Then he pulled me into the hall and told me that he wouldn’t tell if I wouldn’t tell. Then he grabbed onto my ass and tried to penetrate my asshole with his fingertips. I just froze and stood speechless.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I knew my roommates were kinky, but I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw what I saw. When I came home, I heard noise coming from the hallway. I followed the it to one of my roommate’s bedrooms. As I approached, I realized that the door was cracked. I couldn’t help but peek in. One was wearing a collar and leash, down on all fours. The other holding a whip and fucking her with a strap on. I stood in shock, but unable to take my eyes off of them. But then they saw me! I didn’t know what to do. It was too late. I was caught. They kept going for a minute. Then the one with the whip and strap on told me that it was my turn. I was hesitant and I guess she could tell. She glared at me and told me not to make her use her whip on me. So I walked in. She told me to get undressed. So I did. Then she told me to get down on my knees and lick the strap on clean. I did as I was told. And it was such a turn on.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“My wife has become such a bitter bitch Julie. I don’t know what happened. She used to be so sweet, kind, and caring. Now she has a rude comeback for everything I say. She criticizes everything I do. How did she become so cold? We used to talk for hours. She actually cared about what I had to say. Now she ignores me, rolls her eyes dismissively, or disagrees with every single thing I talk about. I have tried so hard. But nothing I do can satisfy her. And it’s the same thing in the bedroom. She used to enjoy sex. We would have so much fun. It’s so hard to believe that we had such wild, passionate sex. And now nothing. No matter how hard I try to reignite the spark, nothing works. I don’t even know how I can still love her. But I do. I would never want to hurt her. Or go outside our marriage. We’ve been together for so many years. But I’m not happy. I haven’t been for many years. I’ve suggested therapy, but she’s disinterested. I honestly feel like she doesn’t think our marriage is worth the effort” he finally acknowledged and admitted.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

He was too tiny to matter. He stood there, naked, trying to act confident. Poor thing. I watched his tiny dick twitch like it was begging for attention — but all I could do was laugh. “That’s it? That’s what you wanted me to get excited over?” I stepped closer, towering over him in my thigh-highs and heels. “You brought a toothpick to a sword fight.”

His cock — if I can even call it that — bobbed like it had something to prove. I circled him slowly, dragging one finger down his chest and across his soft stomach. Then I stopped, looked down, and tapped it with my fingernail. Just once. It bounced. I laughed harder. “You’re hard already, aren’t you? From this? From being mocked?” He moaned. I hadn’t even touched him properly. Just words. Just the humiliation of standing there like a useless little thing with a cock that couldn’t even fill a condom tip.

I pushed him down onto the floor. “Lay back. Let me get a closer look at this disappointment.” I straddled him without touching it, grinding just above him, never letting him feel my skin. “See this?” I whispered, dragging two fingers down Continue reading “Too Tiny to Matter” →