Sister Trance

Posted 2 weeks ago by Bethany

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Bethany 1 844- 33- CANDY ext 260

I know I had a little too much when I started grinding on my own sister. After about 5 or 6 shots we were off with  a bang, Dancing, grinding, and touching all over each other on the dance floor. She was so hot though really, younger sexy me. Sister love. She has this booty that don’t quit, with legs to match. So, there we are, tipsy and twerking on each other at the night club. We were really feeling the vibe, and the beat to the music took us into a trance.

We were a little handsy with each other that night. I grabbed her tight firm ass , clutching it very hard. I spanked her all over the dance floor. Her skirt was around her waste by the time the club closed.

Several strangers tried to intervene by shoving their way in between us, but that move was honestly a no-go. We couldn’t keep our hand off each other. The way she moved, was like a sweet divine being in the clouds. Our movements were perfectly in twine with one another. She was absolutely gorgeous. We were in a sister Trance.

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Under-the-Desk Toe Sucker

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I tapped the ball of my left shoe impatiently into my under-the-desk toe suckers’ crotch. The soft surface was stiffening with every anxious tap. My legs were crossed, and my right high heel was dangling from my toes just in front of his face. I knew he could feel my anxiety; that’s why he is here. To destress me when work makes me want to pull my hair out.

“For fucks sake.” I huffed as my email pinged, and the reply I’d been waiting on was being taken in a different direction than it needed to go. “How stupid can you be?” I asked my screen and felt my under-the-desk toe suckers’ hands grip my right ankle. He slipped off my shoe and kissed the bottoms of my nylon toes. The slight tickle pulled me back into my seat, and I closed my eyes.

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Pt. 1

I had only just started my job as a secretary three months ago when my curiosity got the best of me. Working at the office was great but there was something about my boss I just couldn’t put my finger on. Tim seemed so dominant and in control but I was convinced he was a total submissive sissy slut. 

I wanted proof and so I slipped into his office after he left for lunch. I started going through his office desk when I found undeniable proof. A fucking pacifier? Yes a pink little paci, I giggled staring at it before tucking it in my purse. 

That weekend there was a work related dinner party at Tim’s residence. Dinner and drinks, the perfect setting for me to set my trap for my closet sissy boss. I slipped something into his wine glass when he looked away, too busy gossiping with his many other secretaries. Gossiping, just like a woman, I giggled watching him take a drink from his spiked glass of wine.

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A Hair Cut For Ky-Ky

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The upscale salon where I worked stayed busy. Our stylists are always in demand and booked out for months at a time. Securing an appointment with us was like winning the golden ticket. That’s why it seemed so odd when a “female” walked in, flipping her long blonde wig over her shoulder and leaned an elbow on the front desk. She popped a wad of bubble gum between her teeth and said, “I’d like to get like, just a trim.” I looked her over; the disguise was doing nothing for Ky-ky.

I guess he didn’t realize we’d gone to school together, and that I would recognize that body anywhere. Tall and lean, face sculpted like a Greek God. Adding a cheap wig and giant sunglasses wouldn’t fool me. My fingers flipped the schedule book open, and I shrugged. “We’re swamped.” Ky-ky’s face fell, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed his disappointment. “However, my noon appointment canceled at the last minute, and I can personally fit you in.” He bounced on his kitten heels and squeeled.

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My Sister's BBC Husband

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My sister married the hottest black guy. Her husband is tall and works out all the time. His body is sinfully delicious, and while I’m usually super confident around men, he makes me nervous. Whenever I’m with them, I can feel his gaze on me. As if he’s examining some mystery he can’t quite figure out, and I know the mystery is whether or not I have a cock. My family doesn’t talk about my transition, so I’m not sure he has any idea or if my sister has told him, but every time he’s around, my balls ache.

She was having surgery and asked if I’d stay with them for the week to help out around the house and take her back and forth to appointments while he worked. Of course, I said I would, but something deep in my gut knew it was going to be trouble.

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I am  daddy’s Passenger princess.

We had a long road trip ahead of us. Driving all the way to Granny’s. It was a 12 hour ride, and we were all packed, ready to go. Just me and my daddy. I loved our  daddy and daughter trips.  We always have our one on one time in the car on trips together. Singing songs, trivia, and good laughs.

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I found myself tied up and chained to a filthy mattress in a filthy abandoned warehouse.  A man stood over me menacingly.  He was masked and large and dangerous.  When I woke to find myself naked and at his mercy, I couldn’t remember how I’d ended up here.  He bent down when he saw my eyes flutter open, filling my field of vision.  Grabbing me by my throat, his voice rasped that I was his newest sex slave.  Then he informed me that my training was beginning now.

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anal

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I had been hired to take over the management of a failing company, and the first person on the chopping block was Chris. He had only been there for a few weeks, but wow, he was bad at his job! I called him into my office, and he stood there nervously as I told him he was on thin ice. But then, I had a change of heart. Perhaps I could fix him.

“Chris,” I began, “I’m going to give you one chance to keep your job.” He looked at me with wide eyes, hopeful that I wasn’t going to fire him. “I want to stay here,” he said, “I like my job and all. What do you need me to do to make things right?” I leaned back in my chair with a smirk playing on my lips. “I’ll do whatever it takes,” he promised. Famous last words, I thought to myself.

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Panty Lover

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I moved a few months ago and made the kinkiest discovery. One of my new neighbours, Jason, is a total panty lover.

We’ve gotten to know each other pretty well over the last few months and one night we played truth or dare, he picked truth. So, I asked Jason to tell me one of his deepest secrets. With his inhibitions down he confessed to me that he is a secret panty lover. And because I suck at keeping secrets lol, now I’m going to tell you all about him.

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giantess

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They say I’m an Amazon, a Giantess, and they’re not wrong. At six-foot-seven, I literally tower over most people in our world, especially the ‘Littles’ like my Dad. He’s not just short; he’s perfectly proportioned, just small. Like a doll-sized person. And in our world, women like me? We run the show. We always have.

I was supposed to be packing for university, dreaming of dorm life and lecture halls. But Dad was panicking. “Who’ll help me reach the top shelf, darling? Or drive me to the market? Or even get me up onto my bed?” He meant it. He really can’t manage those things alone. His little hands struggle with the steering wheel, and a standard bed frame is like a mountain. So, he made me an offer: stay home, and I’d be in charge. The house, the finances, everything. For an allowance, of course. A sizeable one. That clinched it. College could wait.

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