Tag: Fantasy

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I was lying on an examination table in the middle of an extraterrestrial saucer. A gaggle of gorgeous, fully-nude aliens surrounded me, both male and female, each more stunning than the last. Sparkling antennae twitched, iridescent skin shimmered.

Before I could even utter a bewildered squeak, I felt a probe sliding into my mouth. It gently manipulating my tongue and lips. My body responded instinctively, parting its pearly gates to accept the proffered pleasure. As my slick folds yielded to the alien’s touch, I realized each probe corresponded to a throbbing cock, expertly coaxed to readiness.

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Unleashing The Serpent

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

He warned me his cock was “different,” that it could be dangerous if handled improperly or awakened by the wrong woman.  He said it wasn’t safe, but my curiosity only piqued. I needed to see it, feel it… Unleash it.

I walk into the bedroom wearing a fishnet bodysuit and heels. He was laying on the bed already stroking his cock as I sauntered towards him. It looked normal to me. Big, thick, and juicy. The veins that raced up his base pulsed a soft hue of green, and I blinked a few times as I got closer. Was that a trick of the light or a hint of what was to come? “It looks like you are ready to play,” I mewled as I crawled up beside his strong thighs.

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Pay For My Pot Of Gold

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I love it when payday falls around St. Patrick’s Day. It’s just so fitting. Legend has it that leprechauns are mischievous little creatures who like to make shoes and store their gold coins in a pot of gold hidden at the end of a rainbow. However, that little story isn’t all truth.

It’s not leprechauns who want to hoard your gold, no Sir. It’s greedy little cumsluts like me. I come to you when you’ve downed one too many green beers and lure you into my bedroom. With a promise to let you taste my honey pot, the sticky kind of gold you can’t put a price on. However, I’ll allow you to try. Pull out that wallet and trust me with your paycheck. Pay for my pot of gold, and I’ll take you over the rainbow.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

The man sitting beside me with my feet in his lap isn’t my boyfriend. He’s a friend of a friend, nothing more than a tool to arouse the man who matters most to me. Every nudge of my toes against his swelling cock brings me one step closer to fulfilling my boyfriend’s fantasy.

I smile when his fingers curl around my delicate ankle and his thumb swipes down my sole. He’s pulling the ball of my foot against the shaft of his cock, and I know he wants more. My fingers swipe along the keyboard of my cell, “Tell me you want me to fuck him.”

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Birthday Wishes Do Cum True

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

No one in the crowded hotel lobby knew what I was there to do. They didn’t know under my black trench coat, I wore an emerald green, strappy lingerie set minus the panties. There was no way for them to tell that the garter belt holding my nude thigh-highs up framed my dripping, bald pussy. These facts only made me wetter as I stared at the elevator through the swarm of strangers.

Finally, the doors opened, and a petite brunette smiled at me. She strode toward me with purpose and waved a key card up. “Kayla?” I nodded, and she slapped the card into my hand. “He’s in room 309. Blindfolded and restrained. You have him for twenty-four hours, just his birthday. But remember, “The icy stare she pinned me with gave me chills. “He’s still my Husband. No matter how badly he wants you.”

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Age Regression Titty Milk

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Having big, fat boobs is hard on a woman’s back. Things thing spring up early on, and I’ve had back pain for years! Thinkin’ I could do somethin’ about it, I went to this hippy dippy voodoo shop hidden in a back alley downtown. Now, I told that weird-looking lady with all the spices and potions that I couldn’t afford a breast reduction, so I needed a potion that would shrink my mammoth titties, and she said she had just the thing.

She must have been as bad at magic as she was about bathin’ cus not only did she stink, but she didn’t reduce my tit size at all! Instead, now whenever a man sucks on my juicy titties, his age regresses! Continue reading “Age Regression Titty Milk” →

Shrunken Spelunking

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

I read an advertisement for a shrunken man who wanted to go spelunking. He was looking for an adventurous, normal-sized woman who would let him dive deep into her…caves. The idea thrilled me. He said he was currently one inch tall and was looking for wet, tight caverns to explore. Of course, his hobby would bring me great pleasure as he did his exploring, so I dialed the number and asked how soon we could meet up.

He was even more excited and begged me to come pick him up. He was at the research facility that had shrunk him. They hosted a shrunken community and cared for people his size when they weren’t with keepers. I’d have to sign him out as his current caretaker while we had our fun and return him after if we wished to part ways.

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A World Of Her Own

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Thunder clattered above the tavern, making the building vibrate with its anger. Glasses and beer mugs chattered together as if in fear of what was coming. I should have taken the electric tension in the air as a warning from the fates. However, I was in a world of my own, too busy being the only wench serving brutes and monsters.

The door to the tavern blew open, loudly smashing into the wall. I turned in surprise, but what shook me more was the tall, cloaked figure in the doorway. Wind and rain whipped across the unmoving shadow’s face, and fear froze me in place. Lightening ripped across the sky, highlighting the new guest’s covered face. The hood of the cloak covered the newcomer’s eyes and most of their nose but their full lips sat in a grim smile.

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Little Red Gets a Ride

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Winter had dusted the dense forest before the sun rose. Hazy white misy lingered in the air above the thick pine trees, blotting out the sun as if time had frozen. Little Red was meant to walk the path through the woods to check on her aging Grandmother, and even though her Mother warned against going out in this weather, she chose to go along anyhow.

“A walk in the woods will do me some good.” She told her worried Mother as she buttoned her cape around her neck. “I’ll skip along and bring Gran these treats. Then be home before nightfall.”

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Accidental Cheating

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I swear it was accidental cheating! Let me tell you what happened, and you can decide for yourself. This guy I’ve been seeing asked me to attend his office Halloween party with him. We haven’t really been that serious, but I felt like this was an excuse for him to show me off and try to make things more official.

I’m not really into being “official,” but I love an excuse to dress up. He picked out this really sexy Princess Leia costume for me, and he would dress as Darth Vader. We got dressed and arrived at his office building the night of the party. They had the lights dimmed down to nearly off and spooking lighting flashing as fake thunder rumbled over the music. Everyone was wearing incredible costumes, and we started dancing with his coworkers.

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