Sole Licker

Posted 3 weeks ago by Francie

 

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Ian kneeled at the foot of my recliner. He wore a hooded mask, clamped around his throat with a collar which was padlocked at the nape of his neck and nothing else. Of course, he knew better than to speak or beg. He’s such a good boy for his Mistress. Ian is a foot fucker, a sole licker and his favorite thing is to bathe my tootsies with his tongue.

It had been a long day for both of us. Ian has a very high-powered job that demands much mental fortitude from him, and I had an early morning workout and then, of course, work. My workout socks were soaked in sweat, and I didn’t have time to shower. I simply switched from smelly sneakers to cramped high heels for work. You better believe my poor feet had been slipping and sliding in my heels all afternoon.

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“I’ve always felt like such a perv Dr. Julie. My fetishes make me feel so much shame. I’ve tried to suppress them all of my life. I try so hard to fight them and deny them. But nothing works. The fantasies just keep playing through my mind. Like a broken record. It’s the only way I can get turned on. I always thought it was like a curse. And I figured that I was doomed as far as a relationship is concerned. My worst fear was someone finding out. About my dirty little secret. My taboo fetish. It’s such a lonely life Dr. Julie. Always hiding in a closet.”

“But then I found you and the other Candy Girls. You have changed my life. Now I realize that I’m not alone. My fetish isn’t uncommon. And I have nothing to feel ashamed about. Realizing this has given me more confidence now than I ever have. I never thought I would be able to talk to sexy women openly and honestly. About anything and everything. And not be judged. I actually feel heard and understood for the first time in my life.”

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Hairy Twat

Posted 3 weeks ago by Trinity

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Last night was unforgettable. I ate a whore’s hairy twat last night and I loved it. She creamed and squirted all over my beautiful caramel face. I decided to try out a lesbian bar not too far from where I lived. I had noticed it before but was a little hesitant. After a few minutes of scoping the scenery at the bar, I locked eyes with a fine slut. Big boobs, small waist, round ass and tresses that hung at her shoulders. I waved my hand, inviting her over.

We talked, laughed, danced, took shots and before I knew it, we were in the bathroom stall. I had her leg pinned up on the toilet seat. My face deep in her vanilla hairy fuck hole. I finger popped her asshole while I shoved my tongue in and out her bushy sweet cunt. “Hmm fuck yes don’t stop! I’m gonna cum. Oh fuck Trinity!” Her legs were shaking. She was pulling my hair. I did not want her to cum yet. This pussy was so good but I was making her weak. “Cum for me bitch!” I demanded. “Uhhh yes!! Yes!” Exploding in my mouth, I was drinking every ounce of Continue reading “Hairy Twat” →

sissy

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

My sissy, Stella. She keeps me constantly on my toes (and occasionally reaching for the headache medicine). Let’s be clear, I adore her. I truly do. But sometimes, dealing with her is an interesting process. Now, the allure of having a sissy is obvious, isn’t it? The delicate dresses, the painstakingly applied makeup and perfect hair, the eager-to-please attitude. It’s all very appealing, if you know what I mean. She’s a blank canvas ripe for artistic expression and lets me do anything and everything to her holes. And believe me, I’ve been expressing myself.

But here’s the kicker: my little darling? She’s still got a few…Um…Glitches in the system. There are days when she’s the epitome of feminine grace, fluttering around in fancy dresses and stockings and lace, batting her eyelashes with the precision of a seasoned professional. Then, BAM! Out comes the “boy voice.” You know, that deep, gravelly rumble that belongs on a construction site, not coming from a vision swathed in pink chiffon!

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Hey there, stud. It’s your favorite little slut, Aynsley, and I am SO ready to service your big, hard cock until you bust your load. I don’t plan to stop until you’re empty, my dear. I want every last drop.

I’ll start by working my tight little pussy around your shaft. I’ll ride you hard and fast, bouncing on top of you until you’re seeing stars. My cunt will grip you snugly with every rise and fall. You won’t be able to hold back for long as I milk you dry with my sticky, wet walls.

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pegging

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The reasons guys call me are varied, to say the least. Some are looking for a playful romp, a bit of lighthearted fun and maybe a tickle fight (okay, maybe not EXACTLY a tickle fight). Others seem to yearn for a 1950s housewife, ready to cater to their every whim, both in and out of the bedroom. Then there are the fellas with a genuine love and admiration of women’s undergarments. Hey, I totally get it! Lingerie is S-E-X-Y!

And then…Then, we have the guys who love nothing more than a good pegging session. Now, for those of you who might be living under a rock (or perhaps just haven’t stumbled down that particular corner of the internet), pegging, in its simplest form, is when a woman uses a strap-on dildo to penetrate a man. It’s a role reversal, a power play, and let’s be honest, a heck of a lot of fun!

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As much as I tried to forget about my friend’s Dad, I just couldn’t. Deep down I knew he was feeling the same way. I’m so conflicted. I want to be respectful to everyone involved. I’ve been trying so hard to suppress my feelings. But it’s not fair to me. I want what I want. And when I want something, I won’t stop until I get it. It had already been two weeks since I saw him last.

When I got home, I heard my friend on the phone with him. So I listened. He wanted to take her to dinner on Saturday night. Her mom was out of town! This was my chance! My plan was to sneak over there late that night. The only thing I needed to figure out was the gate code. She told him she wanted to go early. Because she needed to get back home to work on a paper for school.

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“You know, babe,” I began, my voice dripping with sarcasm, “I’ve always wondered how you’d look in something… a little more feminine.” I held up a pair of lacy panties, watching as your eyes widened in surprise.

 

You opened your mouth to protest, but I silenced you with a stern look. “Now, now, don’t be such a baby. It’s just a little game. Besides, it’s not like you have anything to be ashamed of.” I chuckled, a wicked gleam in my eyes. “Or do you?” Continue reading “You Look Better in Panties and Pegged” →

softball

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Mommy Anna was sitting at home with her girlfriend when Victoria Kate suddenly barged through the front door. She had just finished softball practice and ran upstairs crying before secluding herself in her bedroom and slamming the door.

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“Oh my god, is this really happening?” He whimpered as I pull his cock free of his pants and planted sweet kisses around his tip. His hips jerked up against my mouth; he was already dripping precum and so ready to explode. “Mommy?” There was desperation in his voice as I ignored him and flicked my tongue around his swollen head. He groaned through his teeth, and I noticed his hands tightening into fists. “I’m c-close,” He panted, so I sat back on my heels and pulled down the top of my dress.

Teasing Kevi as I fondled my tits and told him what a good boy hed been. He nodded with parted lips, so hungry for Mommy’s breasts like a true baby.

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