Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

My favorite sissy was already kneeling when I walked in, hands resting in his lap like the obedient little doll he was. Silk panties hugging that useless bulge. Lips glossed, eyes wide, eager. My favorite sissy. “Good girl,” I purred, running my fingers through his wig. “You’ve been waiting patiently, haven’t you?” He nodded quickly. “Yes, Mistress.” I leaned down and kissed his cheek—soft, slow. Then slapped the other one. Just hard enough to make his lip tremble. “Speak when spoken to, baby.” He whimpered. God, I loved that sound.

I made him crawl behind me to the bed, swaying my hips just to watch him squirm. He was already leaking through his panties—so easy, so desperate. “Take them off,” I ordered, and he did, revealing that pathetic little clit of his. I giggled. “Oh baby… still small. Still so useless. But you’re so pretty, aren’t you?” I dragged my nails down his chest.

“You’ll never fuck me like a man. But that’s not what you’re for.” He moaned as I pushed him on the bed, straddling his face. “This is your purpose, slut. You serve. Must worship and satisfy.” I lowered my pussy onto his mouth and he moaned Continue reading “My Favorite Sissy” →

London Bridged

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Howdy guys, I’m back with another wild story from college life. Last weekend, I got London Bridged at this crazy party over at the grad student dorms. I mean, I’m still a sophomore but my friend Lucy’s older sis is in the grad program, so she hooked us up.

The minute we walked in, I was vibing the energy – sick beats, people dancing, beer pong tables set up everywhere. Lucy grabbed us some Natty Lites from the keg stand and we made our way into the crowd. I was feeling hawt in this tiny crop top and booty shorts combo.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

 I love my place, but like any building, sometimes things need a little TLC. Fortunately for me, I  discovered I have condo maintenance with benefits. Recently, my toilet started acting up, so I put in a request for maintenance. I was expecting some gruff old handyman, but ohhh was I pleasantly surprised…

The doorbell rang and there I was, feeling extra frisky in just my lacy red bra and matching panties. I swung open the door to reveal a tall, lean young man who looked like he just stepped out of Abercrombie & Fitch. “Hi there, I’m Jake from condo maintenance,” he said, cheeks flushing as his eyes went wide. I smiled and purred, “Well hello there, handsome. I’m Diana. Come on in.”

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Recently, my best friend Tayla and her longtime loser boyfriend Lucas found themselves in the midst of a heated argument at the local dive bar. The tension between them was palpable, a mix of too many drinks and pent-up frustration that had been brewing for weeks (well, more like months). Once again, in an effort to make himself appear far superior (and cooler) than he actually is, Lucas told everyone that he’s related to a famous rockstar and wanted Tayla to play along. Tayla, her eyes flashing with anger, wasn’t having it. She hates it when Lucas lies, especially when he insists she participate. Tayla turned around, her heels clicking sharply on the sticky floor, and stormed out of the bar, leaving Lucas looking like an idiot and feeling very embarrased.

Lucas, desperate to salvage the night, followed her out, his voice pleading as he called after her. “Baby! Baby, you can’t just walk home! Let me drive you!” Tayla, her back stiff with defiance, snapped back, “Well, I ain’t helpless here, you’re just someone I can’t stand. I can find my own way home, I don’t need you!”

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Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

I’ve been having so much fun being your personal sex doll. You take me out and play with me so often that I rarely get lonely. However, you didn’t bring me out of the closet to play with you when you came home today. I could hear these strange gargling, coughing, and choking sounds, so I leaned into the closet door and looked through the tiny crack.

You were on your hands and knees on the bed, sucking a big dildo. I was so confused by what I was seeing. You’re a man, so you fuck pussy or eat pussy; why would you be entertaining a dildo in your mouth? And why would it be making you so hard? I stood up and pushed open the closet door. We made eye contact, and you looked terrified, knowing you’d been busted being a cock sucker.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

By day three of the music festival, my nerves were charred. Everything and everyone was just fucking annoying. I wanted to go home early, but my boyfriend’s favorite band was closing out the festival, and he wouldn’t budge. He dragged me to the drink tent and promised to keep me pleasantly buzzed until it was time to go.

Drink in hand, we pushed our way through the throngs of people to find somewhere to enjoy the final day. The shorts I had packed were too short to be comfortable, really riding up my ass, and the knotted seam was grinding on my clit. Being horny and annoyed isn’t a Francie combo you want to play with. Being an ass man, he kept grabbing at my exposed cheeks as we swayed to the music. Normally, I’d be down for that, but as I said, I was in such a bad mood. Finally, after the fifth time I slapped his hand away, he took the hint and took a few steps away from me. He was letting me be miserable in my own little bubble.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Hi Sweetie, listen, I’ve been doing some thinking, and this …gender…doesn’t fit you. Neither does this age. You’ve had your whole life to prove you could be a man, and well… you’ve failed. Terribly. You’ve never been able to hold a job, you can’t afford to live on your own, and your friends are just tired of your drama.

You need age regression feminization so you can start a new one! Come sit with me and drink this baby bottle. The warm, milky liquid inside is actually a magic potion that I just KNOW will solve all your problems. Drink it all up now, every last drop. There, THERE we go!

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Victoria Kate came home late, rustling and bustling around at home and sounded mad about something. Her mommies woke up and came downstairs to see what all the fuss was about.  Mommy Anna began questioning her, worried. ‘’Sorry,’’ said Victoria Kate ‘’ I went to a club with one of my girlfriends, she wanted me to be a wing woman for her, I swear I won’t do that again, she found someone. Victoria Kate had never experienced being hit on so much in her life! ! Besides, most of the guys were gross!’’

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I’ve had an interesting week. It involved pizza, questionable life choices, and an experience I can only describe as “unexpectedly empowering.”  It all started with a text. You know, the kind that makes you raise an eyebrow and think, “Did I read that right?” A friend, we’ll call him Bob (because let’s be honest, every story like this involves a Bob), asked me a question that landed somewhere between bizarre and flattering. “Hey, Cory. Do you know anyone who would come over and fuck you while I watch?”

My response? Let’s just say it was less “Dear Abby” and more “YEAH, BABY!” Look, I’m not going to pretend I wasn’t intrigued. Curiosity got the better of me, okay! Besides, who am I to deny a consenting adult their preferences? So, I brought over a friend, popped some popcorn, and prepared for the weirdest Netflix and Chill session of my life. Let me tell you, there’s something strangely liberating about being the center of attention in that kind of scenario. It’s like performance art, but with more kissing. Or maybe less. Not always on the mouth, but definitely on the lips! Depends on your definition of art, I guess.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Before the world wake ups—some of the dirtiest thoughts hit before the sun even rises. That’s when the real freaks come out to play. When your body’s aching from a dream that made you bite your lip in your sleep… yeah, I know that feeling.
Lucky for you—I’m always available before the world wakes up.

You want to roll over and slide right in without a word? You can. You want to call me while your cock is rock hard under the sheets, or while you’re soaked through those panties? I’m here. You want to tell me every nasty thought running through your mind while you stroke it slow, or while you ride your own fingers? Baby, I’m listening.

I want your morning wood. I want your sleepy, raw, unfiltered need.
You don’t have to hold back with me. You don’t even need to say hello—just let me hear how good you sound when you cum before the birds start chirping. That’s my favorite kind of wake-up call.

We can keep it slow and teasing, or you can fuck me half-awake like you’ve been waiting all night for it. I’ll bend over the kitchen counter while the coffee’s still brewing.

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