Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
The bathroom tiles are cold under your bare knees. The little micro skirt I put you in does nothing to protect them as you bob away at the cock in your mouth. The stranger is gripping your hair and digging his cock down your throat. Every gag makes your balls throb, and your hunger for cum increases.
“No time to savor it, sissy. Look how long the line is getting.”
Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455
When I was younger I babysat for a super rich family. They would take me on trips with them and buy me nice things. I really loved the wife she was always so nice to me, But the husband was very stand offish. Nothing I ever did was good enough. One day while I was
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
While everyone can agree that breastfeeding is the most beneficial form of feeding for little ones, not many can agree on how long it is best to breastfeed. Some say only a few months are needed. Others think that continuing breastfeeding for the first few years of life sets the baby up for healthy, strong bones, but what of the bond?
There is a magical connection that happens between Mother and baby during breastfeeding. A bond that I personally don’t think should end just because the baby is capable of eating solid foods. In fact, I think that grown men could see enormous benefits in still breastfeeding today.
Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469
I was feeling my usual slutty mood, so I arranged myself a threesome with my hubby Dan and another stranger, Mike. I wanted both my holes filled tonight. The boys were called over as I got dressed and ready to be ravaged. I wore a matching black bra and thong set, covered up with a lavender silk robe. Ding Dong. The boys arrived and I was waiting.
The boys walked up to my room to meet me. Mike slowly walked up to me and started nibbling on my ear, working his way down my neck. He lightly pulled down my robe, and I felt it tickle my body before it hit the floor. He reached around the back of me and unclipped my bra and that hit the floor too. Continuing his journey down my body, he stopped at my luscious full tits. They were quite the mouthful, and he sucked and bit my nipples. I could feel the electricity run through my body.
Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407
I was standing in the aisle of my favorite grocery store, staring down a mountain of bulk-sized diapers and an alarming amount of diaper rash cream. Just as I reached for a box of premium-brand pull-ups, a very handsome man appeared beside me. I looked up to find a grin on his face that suggested he knew exactly what was happening in my world of ABDLs.
“Hosting a birthday party?” he asked, as he glanced from my face to the mountain of plush, absorbent goods piled high in my cart. I felt my cheeks flush, but I leaned into it and smirked, while tossing my hair over my shoulder. “Some of my guests are just notoriously messy,” I said, as I innocently batted my eyelashes at him.
Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449
The afternoon heat was heavy, but the water in the pool looked invitingly refreshing. I leaned back against the lounge chair, letting the sun warm my skin. Though my attention was fixed on the pool boy. He was a college junior from next door, hired to skim the leaves and keep the chemical balance right. Today, he was working at a painfully slow pace.
He was wearing faded swim trunks, his tanned back glistening with a light sheen of sweat as he reached the skimmer pole across the deep end. He was trying hard not to look at me, but I’d caught his eyes darting my way every time I shifted. I decided to make it a little harder for him to focus.
Standing up slowly, I walked over to the edge of the pool, right where he was working. I let my sunglasses slip down the bridge of my nose, catching his eye.
“It’s scorching today,” I said, my voice dropping an octave. “You look like you’re melting out here.”
He paused, gripping the aluminum pole a little tighter, his knuckles turning white. “Just… standard summer maintenance,” he stammered, a flush creeping up his neck that had nothing…
Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
“Wait, I’m not sure.” The quiver in your voice makes my pussy wet. I love that you’re unsure and scared. My hand rubs over your back gently, and I moan. After you slipped that little secret curiosity about being pegged, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about fucking you. I’d convinced you to let me try, but still, you’re hesitant. “You’ll go slow?” You ask me over your shoulder, and I nod. It’s a lie. I have no intention of being gentle or slow once I break into your virgin asshole.
My hand slips over your ass cheeks, and I giggle when they clench. Then I cup your balls, kneading them in my hand as I purr, “You were made to be mounted, baby. Just relax.”
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I love knowing that my little, white boyfriend is watching me with my big black lover. At first he was too shy to be involved but now he can’t seem to get enough of seeing the real pleasure on my face that only comes from a big cock.
He often stands quietly in the doorway, hands resting in his pockets, as he watches us from across the room. My black lover has me bent over, perfectly in line with his cock, making me beg for him. You can see the faint lines of tension in my shoulders with the anticipation of it all. And I love that when he slides into me it takes my breath away. Every single time! My boyfriend knows this sexual build up in me well as it’s the same before every cuck session.
Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
Last night I went to the cell phone store for an upgrade. Brent, my sugar daddy/landlord, told me to put it on the credit card he gave me. He told me to get the latest version that I had been wanting so badly. I was so excited because I could’ve never been able to afford it myself. The store was really busy. The manager was working his butt off. He kept looking over at me like he felt bad that I had been waiting for so long. Then he finally got a break. The way he looked at me told me it was my turn. Then he walked over to me and asked how he could help. I told him what I wanted. And just like that he was headed to the back to get my new dream phone. I was tingling with excitement. Before I knew it, he was back with my phone. I watched as he opened it. It was so beautiful. He turned it on and asked me to log in so it could transfer the data from my old phone. All of a sudden my nude pics started flashing across the phone, one after another.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
My collection of toys is a gallery of exquisite agony and, to be entirely honest with you, I love it. Each object holds its own place in my heart; however, there are two in particular that I love the most. There’s a heavy, weighted flogger constructed from braided leather that feels like a conversation with gravity every time I use it. I’ve also recently acquired a set of glass blown dilators that shimmer like trapped lightning under the dim glow of my crystal chandelier.
When I’m here in my dungeon, I’m not Stella the accountant, or Stella the daughter, or Stella the woman who worries about the passage of time. I’m only known as Mistress Stella, the creator of sensations. I love the way the room seems to inhale when I’m ready to play. There’s a specific kind of power in being the stillness at the heart of the storm, and I relish every moment of it. I pick up a single, slender crop, testing the weight of it against my palm. The leather is supple, worn smooth by years of practiced intent.