What I'd Do For One More Gift

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When it comes to gifts and surprises, I can’t get enough! I love the anticipation of ripping into a wrapped package and discovering what’s inside. Will it be something I’ve been wanting or something I simply didn’t know I needed?

In fact, I get like really sad on Christmas morning when I’ve torn through all my presents, and there is nothing left. I’d do almost ANYTHING got just one more gift to stave off that feeling.

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Blacked By A Couple

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Unsurprisingly, as a big girl, I like big cocks. No one has a bigger, better dick than a BBC, but I’m not down to just fuck any dude because of his cock size. Also, it’s not surprising that the best men, with the best dicks are often already married. Snatched up by some smart little cookie who got the “D” and put the boy on lockdown.

Not all wives are nasty bitches who stifle their man; some of the best pipe I’ve gotten was laid down with the man’s wife in the room. When the wifie shares, getting blacked by a couple can be the hottest fucking ever.

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Daddy Will Teach Babygirl About Pleasure

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I spent all day playing outside, getting hot and sweaty. When I came inside, Daddy said I desperately needed a shower. I gave him my best pout face and said I didn’t want to. I was hungry and tired from playing so hard. But he took me by the hand and said he would shower with me and show me how much fun a shower could be.

He undressed me and himself; I could feel my cheeks and chest flush when his big, hard body was exposed. Next, he turned on the water, and we stepped in together under the spray. Our shower has an oversized main showerhead and a removable nozzle with multiple spray options. He whispered in my ear, “Daddy will teach you, Babygirl.”

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Hurry up! Get in here! You are already running late, and there is so much to do! What do you mean, “What is there to do?” I told you that you’d come over, and I’m giving you a makeover for the date I planned for you! The real man will be here in a few hours, and you need to appear to be a real woman. Chop, chop!

Oh, don’t tell me that you don’t want to go on this wonderful date. If you don’t do as I say, I’m going to send those photos to your wife. Accompanied with the pair of panties you came in. She won’t know YOU were the one wearing them. She’ll instantly think you were cheating on her with me. Since we’re avoiding that little situation, let’s get you into the bubble bath I’ve drawn for you so we can shave those long legs for your date.

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One day, Zoey and I were hanging out, munching on snacks and just relaxing. We had cookies and chips and cupcakes and candy bars. Every snack a girl could imagine was spread out before us while a true crime doc played on the tv. It made my chunky heart so happy when Ian offered to pay for a friend and I to binge. I love nothing more than feasting! After a bit, Zoey leaned back and groaned as she undid the button on her jeans. “Gah, why did you let me eat so much?” She squeaked and rubbed her swollen tummy. My phone beeped and I had a text from Ian.

“Make her eat it all.” Ian’s text read.

“Oh, no! Not yet you haven’t.” I grinned and dipped a chip in queso then hovered it to her mouth like an airplane. “We still have so many snackies.”

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Having a slave is much like owning a pet. While they are really only around to entertain you, in exchange for their loyalty, you have to do certain things to take care of them, like feeding them and taking them for checkups. Daily walks and bathing them, all those chores become the owner’s responsibility.

However, when you own a human male, the care seems never-ending! You must milk them now and again, or they get incredibly stupid and whiny! They can not focus on the smallest of tasks unless their balls have been drained. This can also be a fun little punishment when you announce that because of bad behavior, they’ll only be “milked to denial” this week.

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Umm, No

Umm, No

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Umm, No. I see that you must have thought I was kidding when I said you were no longer allowed to wear boys’ clothing. Sorry, Sissy! It wasn’t a joke at all—no more boxers, not a single pair of briefs. From now on, you are only allowed to wear GIRLS’ clothing. That’s right; I didn’t say women’s; I said girls. That means training bras and cartoon cotton panties.

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Someone asked me the other day if I liked guys with little dicks. WHO the FUCK does?! Seriously dude. Not even YOU want to look down at that little thing. But I have just the way to freshen your day! I told him to grab a tube of toothpaste and a bottle of water and then to call me. He sucks, so of course, he didn’t call, but I can’t stop thinking about how I wanted to punish him for having a small penis.

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Kiss me while I bust your balls!

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Dueling sensations can be so fun. Just like with temperature play, mixing up your emotions can heighten your pleasure. That’s why I want you to kiss me while I bust your balls. Picture this,  you and I have just had a great night out. Maybe at a Christmas party or a wonderful dinner, just the two of us. As soon as we enter the door, we start to make out.

That passionate, wild type of kissing that gets your heart pumping and starts to make you sweat. My hands struggle with your shirt while you tug at my dress. Soon I’m only in my bra and panties, and you’re just in your boxers. Our tongues tangle together madly both of us begin to pant. For sure, it’s going to be an incredible suck session. My teeth nip at your lower lip which makes your cock swell against my hip. Someone likes a bit of pain, and I’m more than happy to deliver it. That’s when my knee crashes up into your balls for the first time.

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Christmas Thief gets frisked

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“Miss, What’s in your shirt?” I ducked my head and continued to walk through the crowd. Maybe if I pretended I didn’t hear him, I could lose him. “Miss!” He shouted louder, and the fucking crowd parted like the red sea. Leading him right to me. The mall security guard gripped my arm and pulled me against his firm body. “Good evening; you seem to be in a hurry?” His expression was stern as he growled down at me.

“Um, no. Just finishing up my Christmas shopping. Have a good night.” I tried to jostle my arm out of his hold, but he had a firm grip. He sucked air through his teeth and shook his head. I was so fucking busted. At least if I were going to be frisked, it would be by this hot security guard, not some fat, smelly loser.

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