X-Ray Vision

Posted 10 months ago by Writer

Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

He was ready to play, I could see it in his eyes. You know how men get. Their eyes glazed over and their nose can only focus on the smell of wet pussy in the air. Sometimes it is scary, how they seem to be able to hone in on us. Eyes seemingly having x-ray vision, seeing under our clothes. But I’m sure it’s because when we get excited and scared our nipples harden so much that nothing can hide them from the outside world. And that must have been what he saw. And I was so wet it must have permeated the whole room.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

There you sit, yet again, sad and depressed. I know you’re sad and depressed because you’ve come in every night this week to pour your heartbreaking stories all over the bartender. I suppose no one else would listen to your loathsome rambling without being paid to do so.

It seems you’ve got nothing to live for, or at least it seems you believe that by the way you talk to strangers, so tonight, I’m going to make you mine. Just like always, after a few too many, you stumble off your stool and make your way out the door and into the darkness.

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WampWampWahh

Posted 10 months ago by Rita

WampWampWahh

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

As you grew, I bet that fear was there. Wondering if your cock would ever…grow. You knew you were different from the other boys in the locker room. That’s why you chose to change in the stall instead of out in the open and refused to shower. Their cocks hung. They looked heavy and big, while yours was so small. You hoped that you were just a late bloomer and that it would happen, but it never did.

In fact, now in your thirties, you are still a virgin because you couldn’t imagine seeing that look on a woman’s face. WampWampWahh!

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Taking Something I Can't Have

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Ever since I was young, I’ve been the kind of woman who wanted the things I was told I couldn’t have. The high-paying career that crushes most men’s salary, the dangerously fast car that is too powerful for little old Francie. I don’t know what it is about being told I can’t have something that makes me desire it so much more. And now, I want another woman’s husband because he told me he’d never cheat on her.

Never say never. I always take what I want.

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Magnetic Connection Part Two

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

There are questions a girl should ask before she gets into a car with a stranger; magnetic connection or not. Like, maybe his fucking name! Did I ask him? Nope, sure the fuck didn’t. His warm hand pushed me forward, and as if I were the puppet and he was the master, my feet obeyed. We weaved through the bar and out into the cool spring evening. The street was busy, but I was safe, I told myself as we moved down the sidewalk and walked towards his car.

He didn’t speak, but the scent of his aftershave made my nose arch toward his neck. I was so drawn to him that the warning bells clanging in my brain did nothing to stop me when he pulled open the passenger door, and I slipped inside. He leaned into the car and drew the seat belt between my breasts to strap me in. His playful blue eyes met mine, and he purred, “Safety first.”

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Southern Mama's Pannnnyhose

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

Not everyone understands the appeal of shiny, suntan nude pannnnyhose, but This southern Mama wears hers daily. They make me feel so feminine and sexy. Every morning, I roll up a pair up my sexy legs, loving the gentle hug of the nylon and the way they make my thighs whisper as I walk.

Soft, sensual little seductive whispers. I didn’t realize how much my pantyhose were whispering to my stepson until I caught him furiously jerking off with a pair from my hamper. I smiled as I pushed the bedroom door open and knew from today forward, I would make him Mama’s pannnnyhose boy.

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slut

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Tami was being especially naughty and bratty on Easter Sunday. Mommy told Tami, to behave and that she had a surprise for her. A special Easter egg hunt that would even make the sluttiest sissy blush. Mommy brought Tami to the nursery, carried her and dressed her in her special Easter outfit: a special dress that was different easter egg colors, and beautiful frilly trim.

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

For a long time I had a sissy sub who was always so obedient. Did everything I asked, a real dream for me. And I have a very fond memory of one night I finally tried out one of my favorite playtime activities with him… or her shall I say. Shibari. If you haven’t done it, you have to live more! There is nothing more fun than getting a little… roped up. But she had never done it with me, and I wanted to see how she reacted to it. And I ended up being pleased, I must say. I’ll describe how I tied her up and made her my pet that evening.

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Public Transit Handjob

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

As you know, I am new to big city life. It’s still so confusing and fast-paced for me, and I’m really just getting used to how everything happens. While shopping downtown, I ended up needing to take the subway. I was pretty nervous about it; you hear so many bad stories about how dangerous public transit can be, especially for women.

After paying, I stood at the platform, feeling like eyes were on me. I tried to shake it off, but as the subway swooshed to a stop before me and I took a seat against the window, I still felt someone watching me.

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Stepdaddy's Calling

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

You won’t believe what happened to me today! I know you won’t because I can hardly believe it and it happened to me! I logged into work and settled down for a full day of filthy phone fucking. My phone rang, and instantly, I recognized the voice on the other end.

As he listed out his billing details, I swallowed so hard. My mom’s new husband was calling me to jerk him off! I wasn’t sure if he knew it was me just yet, so I lowered my tone just a bit to disguise my voice and asked him how we’d play. I can’t believe my stepdaddy’s calling me!

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