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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Sweet Sissy Trainers!  Amber and I spent the day shopping together for silky, sexy, feminine lingerie.  We weren’t shopping for ourselves though.  We’d scheduled a date later in the day with our favorite Silky girl.  Silky never disappoints us and always proves to be the best girl in the universe.  I’d texted her to make sure that her legs were nice and smooth for the sissy pegging session we had planned.  It’s never fun trying to pull silk stocking up over prickly legs.  Our good girl immediately set to work making sure she was appropriately smooth and hairless in all the right places.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I knew my professor’s wife was a bitch. But I had no idea how two faced she really was. Wow, she is so fake. I can’t stand people that talk behind other people’s backs. Especially when they don’t even really know the person. It’s like get a life of your own and keep other people’s names out of your mouth!

I overheard the other professors talking about how she accidentally hit “send to all” on her email. And everyone saw an email that was meant for just her closest friend/fellow professor. She was being so immature, and obviously jealous. Why do people take their own personal frustrations and insecurities out on others?

The professor that she was talking about is really sweet. I felt so bad for her. She didn’t deserve that at all. I could tell that it really upset her. I didn’t realize that women could still be “mean girls” at that age. I know karma is real and people always get what they give. But I felt strongly about standing up for what was right. I felt the need and urge to protect her. I wanted to help her get revenge.

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shower

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I look at you with a mischievous grin as I step into the shower. “You know what I want you to do,” I say, my voice dripping with suggestion. You hesitate for a moment, unsure of what I’m asking for. But then, you understand and a smirk spreads across your face. You step into the shower behind me, your hard cock pressing against my ass. I can feel your excitement, and it turns me on even more. I bend over, my hands braced against the wall, and I present myself to you. “Go ahead,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” you say, your voice filled with awe. I can hear the excitement in your voice, and it only turns me on more as I push back against you, grinding my ass against your cock. I can feel it twitching, and know you’re close to coming. “I want you to fuck me,” I say, looking over my shoulder at you. “Right now.” You don’t need any more encouragement. You smile, pull out your cock, and position yourself behind me. I can feel your bulbous tip pressing against my pussy, and I push back against you,

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

The crush I have on my gyno was now undeniable. He stood between my legs and gently guided my knees down to the sides spreading me wide open. He lifted up my gown. My wet, throbbing pussy was so exposed under his bright, warm exam light. He looked up at me with that sexy grin and winked. I blushed again. I knew he could for sure tell now. How could I hide how horny and turned on I was by him? I couldn’t. He couldn’t take his eyes off of my horny, wet, teen pussy. He just kept staring at it while he opened up the drawer and grabbed something out. The look on his face turned serious and methodical. Without taking his eyes off my pussy, he said “I’m going to use the smallest speculum I have Rachel. You’re going to be fine. Just relax. I’m going to go very slowly and gently.” He sat down on his stool. His face was then inches from my pussy. Then he pulled the bright, warm lamp even closer to my pussy.

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wearing

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“You’re wearing them,” you murmured, a smile playing on your lips, your gaze fixed on my legs. “You always know how to surprise me, don’t you?” With a mischievous grin, I led you to my house, the anticipation thick in the air. Once inside, you couldn’t resist the allure. You knelt before me, your hands tracing the path up my legs, your breath hot against my skin. The feeling of your stubble against the smooth nylon sent shivers down my spine.

“These make you feel so fucking sexy,” you whispered, your voice husky with desire. “I could hump your legs all day.” And so, you did. Your hardness pressed against my leg, the friction of the nylon against your pants driving you wild. The sight of you, lost in your own pleasure, was mesmerizing. Your moans filled the room, a symphony of desire that echoed my own.

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you

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Don’t be silly, Tami. Of course they’ll like you. You’re gorgeous, and they’re sailors on leave. Trust me, they’ll be all over you,” I reply, giving your ass a playful slap. “And who knows, maybe they’ll be into something… a little different.” I wink at you, and you blush, understanding exactly what I mean. I’ve always known you were a bit of a sissy, Tami, and I have to admit, it turns me on. There’s just something so taboo and wrong about it that makes it so right.

As we walk down to the pier, I can feel the excitement building up inside of me. I’ve always loved the atmosphere down here – the salty air, the sound of the waves crashing against the shore, and the smell of fresh seafood. But today, it’s different. Today, it’s all about you and me. We make our way to the end of the pier, where a group of sailors is gathered. I can feel their eyes on us as we approach, and I can see the curiosity in their expressions. I introduce you to them, and they greet you warmly, but I can tell they’re sizing you up, trying to figure

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sissy

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna visited the doctor’s office recently. There was a cute little receptionist. As she approached the desk, she noticed his half-bitten nails with nail polish still on them that was a crimson red. Miss Anna complimented him on the color , and he blushed and turned just as red as the nail color itself.

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slut

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Tami can be such a naughty little sissy slut sometimes. I took her out to see Santa today, but I knew she would be a bad girl. And as soon as she sat on his knee, I told Santa that Tami had been very, very bad. “Tami has been naughty this year,” I said to Santa, giving him a sly wink. “She needs to be punished.” Santa looked at Tami, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Is that true, Tami?” he asked.

Tami looked at me, her eyes wide with fear. She knew she was in trouble. “Yes, Santa,” she said softly. Santa’s face turned serious. “Tami, I’m afraid you’re going to have to be punished for being naughty,” he said. “I’m going to have to make you suck my big cock in front of everyone at the mall.” Tami’s eyes widened even more, and she looked at me with a mixture of fear and excitement. She knew she was in for a treat. “Go on, Tami,” I said, giving her a little push. “Suck Santa’s big cock. You know you want to.” Tami looked at Santa, her eyes filled with lust. She leaned in and wrapped her lips

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proud

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna was training her Sissy. She made him walk in heels up and down the hallway with books over his head and maintain perfect balance. Then she had him do it in a g-string while holding her tray of tea with crumpets and napkins. She made him rehearse this until he got it just right.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Let me tell you, today was one wild day at school. I’m not even kidding. See, I’ve been FWB with this dude ever since school began this year. We’re talking two months straight of quickly hooking up whenever we can. Today just took the cake though.

So I’m sitting there in class, barely paying attention as usual. All I can think about is getting my mind blown. I sneak a peek over at the hottie I’m secretly banging. He catches my eye and throws me a wink. I knew right then and there we’d be fucking within the hour.

He texted me after class was over, all – Meet me in Custodian Closet 5. Now.

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