Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
You don’t want to, but it doesn’t matter. Only her pleasure counts. If it turns her on to watch you suck a cock, then open your fucking mouth.
“I’m not gay!” It doesn’t matter. “I don’t like cock.” No one asked.
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Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
I lounged against the side of the couch with my sexy feet just off the edge. The naked slave with his hands cuffed behind his back rubbed his aching erection against my nylon calves. “Please, Goddess.” His words were muffled by the hooded mask he wore. I continued to scroll through my phone, ignoring his desperate pleas and drippy cock.
His hips turned to drag his shaft down toward my ankle, and I pointed my toes. Causing a gap between the heel of my stocking-covered foot and the sole of my slutty high heel. The horny toy took advantage immediately. Sliding his wet cock head into the silky opening.
Isabelle 1844-33-CANDY Ext 464
I spent the whole day teasing my neighbor like the slutty bratty girl that I am in my tiny bikini and cut-off shorts as I garden. The way he kept “accidentally” walking by as I kept bending over as I was pulling the weeds was adorable. His wife was home too, which made it even more deliciously naughty.
Tonight I’m feeling particularly bratty and decided to wear my shortest skirt with no panties to the corner bar. keeps looking down when I “accidentally” drop my napkin, and I slowly bend down to pick it up. I’ve already gotten three free drinks in an hour; I swear I’m the luckiest.
Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
It was a nice evening, and I’ve been busting my ass with work, so I thought I deserved a little TLC. This new kinky singles massage club looked enticing. I was waiting in line to get in, and I saw this gorgeous sexy guy sporting a pink crop top.
I started talking to him and we both got in at the same time which meant we got our massages together. There were tables set up and massage oils laying around. I wanted some sensual lavender vanilla; it got me so horny and worked up.
Next, he picked out a coffee scent which opened up the pores, and it was such a manly scent. The hormones were flowing and I couldn’t help myself. I walked closer to him and ran my hands up and down his body. I said, “I love it when you wear crop tops, makes it so much easier to put my hands up your shirt.”
Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
I’ve always had crushes on my bosses at work, sometimes even my female bosses. The power that they have is so seductive to me. But this story is about my male boss, Mark. He had a cabin up in the mountains that he invited me out to, and I jumped at the chance. Being alone with my smoking hot boss in a secluded mountain cabin? Sign me up!
Mark sent a car to my house after work to pick me up and bring me back to his house, so we could ride up together. It was a bit confusing, yes, a lot of driving. I met up with Mark, and we took his Jeep, and he drove us, which was a four-hour drive in the evening. It wasn’t too long; I had great company.
All of a sudden he said, “pull your pants down and touch yourself for me.” I looked at him, completely shocked but surprisingly turned on and said, “you’re driving!” He didn’t care, so I did what he asked. I can be such a dirty little slut sometimes.
Isabelle 1844-33-candy ext 464
More than anything, I need the bound feeling of the rough hemp biting into my soft skin. I cherish that intense moment when the rope tightens, leaving me immobile and entirely at the trigger’s mercy. My breath catches as the first knot ensnares me in a web of sweet restraint and dark longing. It’s a dizzying high, knowing that I am helpless, fully exposed, and entirely vulnerable to whatever twisted pleasure comes next.
There’s something addicting about being wrapped up tight, every knot a tease, every pull of the rope a reminder that I’m not the one in control, even when I pretend I am. That tension between obedience and defiance, that’s the fun part of the play, I’ll provoke just enough, twist, and pout, maybe talk back, but only see what it takes to make him pull the rope tighter.
Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
I just love sissy clients. Frilly little sissies that love to dress up in sexy lingerie and play with toys up their asses. Do they love being fucked in the ass more than me? We shall see.
My friend Candy came over one evening and told me she wanted to play dress up with me: my choice. I immediately took her upstairs to my walk-in closet where I had loads of lingerie hanging. This was our first time playing, so I found a frilly lacey light pink and black bra with a black thong and matching frilly lacey skirt. She looked so pretty in it. To complete the look, I gave her a pair of black fishnet stockings and black stilettos. Then we took pictures.
Candy looked delicious, so I suggested we get some toys to play with and see if we could fill her ass up. I let her look in my drawers where I kept the toys and she picked out my thickest dildo strap on and a straight purple vibrator. I started with the vibrator.
Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
My friend Andy stopped by one night and luckily for him, I was so horny. I was in a pleasing mood, so I thought a nice, relaxing blowjob would do the trick. He walked into my house and around the couch, and I pushed him down on the couch and told him to get comfortable. I grabbed a few pillows and set them down on the ground, so I had a spot to get comfortable too. After all, I was going to be on my knees for a while.
My mouth was watering at the thought of his cock in my mouth, growing bigger and thicker. I crawled closer to him like I was in heat. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants to pull out his precious specimen. “Holy Crap! Is that a piercing down there?” I said. That was going to be even more delicious. I wrapped my soft lips around his soft cock and swallowed all the way to his balls.
Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463
He caught my eye from across the room, and I winked at him and walked out the door, hoping he would follow me. I waited thirty seconds in the alleyway, and he appeared around the corner. He pushed against the wall and ran his hands through my hair as he made out for me. I felt him starting to bite my earlobe and he whispered in my ear, “get my fingers wet for me.”
His hands slowly move down my body, groping and grabbing at my succulent titties, and working down further, up my short leather skirt. I was wearing a thong and fishnet stockings that were already feeling rather moist. His fingers felt my slit through my panties, and he could feel me getting soaked. He pushed my thong aside with his fingers and easily slid two fingers inside. His fingers were deep in my pussy, all the way to his knuckles and my knees buckled.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
I’m one of those moms who struggle to keep Christmas gifts a surprise; I don’t know WHY I get so excited to make my friends and family happy. It’s impossible to shop early because I’ll end up spoiling the surprise. It’s too hard for me to wait until Christmas morning!
This year, my son is at that awkward age when buying for him isn’t as easy as it used to be. He is no longer into toys or action figures, but he’s too young for those costly electronics that all his friends’ parents are buying their kids. Picking out the perfect gift for him was difficult until I decided to give him something I know he’s been wanting.