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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Where on earth is the radicchio? I wondered. Searching the produce section. Am I missing it? They usually always have it. And it’s my absolute favorite. But I’m not finding it. Right as I look up, I see the produce manager. He’s always very helpful. To be honest, he’s also very flirty. And I guess very intuitive and attentive as well. Because he came right over and asked what he could help me find. I asked about the radicchio. He looked so disappointed to have to tell me that a shipment had been delayed. He apologized profusely. And took my phone number. He told me that he was going to make a few phone calls. And he would let me know when it would be in. I assured him that it was not a big deal. And told him how much I appreciated it.

Later that day, he called to let me know that it came in. He told me that as a courtesy, he was going to have it delivered. Then he apologized again for the inconvenience. Wow, I thought. What a sweetheart he is.

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No Taboo

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

No limit taboo calls with extra kinky boys are always the highlight of my nights. I don’t know about you, but I’ve never liked having limits put on anything I’m doing in life. Especially my sex life. If you stifle someone’s sexual imagination and creativity, it’s a really good way to break their spirit.

I’d NEVER want to do that to someone just because of what they’re into sexually. That’s why no limit taboo sessions are so important to me. You can’t go wrong when you and your partner tap into your deepest, darkest, and most twisted fantasies together.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“I’ve always felt like such a perv Dr. Julie. My fetishes make me feel so much shame. I’ve tried to suppress them all of my life. I try so hard to fight them and deny them. But nothing works. The fantasies just keep playing through my mind. Like a broken record. It’s the only way I can get turned on. I always thought it was like a curse. And I figured that I was doomed as far as a relationship is concerned. My worst fear was someone finding out. About my dirty little secret. My taboo fetish. It’s such a lonely life Dr. Julie. Always hiding in a closet.”

“But then I found you and the other Candy Girls. You have changed my life. Now I realize that I’m not alone. My fetish isn’t uncommon. And I have nothing to feel ashamed about. Realizing this has given me more confidence now than I ever have. I never thought I would be able to talk to sexy women openly and honestly. About anything and everything. And not be judged. I actually feel heard and understood for the first time in my life.”

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My friends and I had planned a trip for spring break. But one thing led to another. Then we agreed to allow my friend’s dad to go as a chaperone. He agreed to pay for the whole trip. And he also agreed to give us our privacy and space. But after our first day of partying, we were so sunburned. So we were down at the pool in our bathrobes. Our swimsuits were too painful. We were taking turns slathering each other in burn cream. When all of a sudden, I see her dad. He was on his balcony, exposing himself. And stroking his dick. I was shocked. But when I looked back, he was gone. His light was off. My friend said he never stays up past nine o’clock. Maybe I was imagining things. I started wondering if I had gotten too much sun or had too much to drink. Then I started getting a little light headed. So I told my friends that I was going to lay down. When I got back to the room, I had a bottle of water. I turned on some music and laid down on the bed.

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Julie 844-322-2639 Ext 453

I noticed that my panty drawer was messed up Dr. Julie. At first I thought that I was imagining things. But it continued. So I decided to set up a secret camera. Sure enough I saw my husband come out of the bathroom naked. He went straight over to my dresser. But he didn’t go to the panty drawer. He went to my sock drawer. At the back I have cable knit knee socks that I haven’t worn since high school. He pulled out the pastel pink pair. I watched him get so freaking hard as he pulled them on. Then he went tip toe prancing back over to my dresser. Then he went rummaging through my panty drawer. He was just trying to find the panties that matched the socks best. No wonder it was so messed up. He was rummaging around like crazy. He finally found some. And put them on. He didn’t stop there though. I didn’t think it could get worse. But it did. He went over to my freaking nightstand. And he got my dildo out! Then he sat down on our chaise lounge. He pulled his panties to the side.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Our girl’s night out turned into a night we will never forget. My friends and I were so excited. A new club was opening downtown. We wanted to see if we could get in. So we wore our sluttiest little dresses. Finals were over and we were ready to party. The door men/bouncers were so hot. It was so perfect. Three of them and three of us. We started flirting with them and working our magic on them. It worked. They were so into us. Luckily, they let us in. I’m not sure what got into us that night. But we were out of control. We were flirting with everyone. Getting free drinks left and right. Dancing and feeling so good all night. Before we knew it, they were calling “Last Call”. We started panicking. Not wanting the night to end. We were trying to find some guys to buy our last drinks. Then the door guy I was flirting with came over. He told me that they wanted us to stay until they get off. They wanted to buy us drinks. I was so excited to tell my friends. They were in. Soon they were off and ordering drinks.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

You’re already naked, lying on the changing table, your dick already half-hard. “Amber,” you whine, “I’ve been waiting for you.” I can smell it already, the stink of your full diaper. It’s a fucking turn-on, knowing you’ve been waiting for me, needing me to take care of you. I start to unwrap the soiled diaper, the plastic crinkling as I peel it away from your skin. Your little cock twitches as the cool air hits it.

“Fuck, Amber,” you groan, “it’s so embarrassing.” “Shh, it’s okay,” I say, wiping away the mess with a warm, wet cloth. “I love taking care of you. You know that.” I clean you thoroughly, making sure to get every little crevice. Your dick is fully hard now, leaking precum onto your stomach. I can’t help but smile. “Someone’s excited,” I tease.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

My best friend’s wedding turned into an x-rated soap opera. The wedding was grand, gorgeous, and breathtaking. There wasn’t a dry eye in the house. She had been so nervous. This was the first time her whole, extended, dysfunctional family was going to be together in many years. And then the whole groom’s family would be there. All meeting each other for the first time. Amazingly enough, it all went off without a hitch. The wedding itself, and reception afterwards anyways.

But the bride’s family had an after party. I think her parents thought it would be an opportunity to bring the family closer together. They had all been estranged for many years. But I don’t think they had anticipated what would happen. After lots of food and many drinks, all of the family secrets began to come out. One after another. The more they heard, the more they drank. It became very apparent as to why they had been estranged. And why my friend had always said they were dysfunctional. It was quickly turning into a total fiasco. As the truth came out, family members were wanting revenge on each other. Before we knew it everyone was doing everyone. Continue reading “My Best Friend’s Wedding” →

Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My professor had told me to see him after class. So I did. Long story short, his wife caught me. I was under his desk, sucking his dick. She wasn’t happy. Then she told me to be at their house at 6:30. I wasn’t going to show up. Because I was so scared. But he texted me and told me that I could not be late. So then I was scared not to go. I was in for it, I thought. She was humiliated, I’m sure. And she’s vindictive, I know.

As I approached the door, I was trembling. She opened it and invited me in. He was sitting quietly on the sofa. It was dark. And he was just looking down at the floor. I began to get even more concerned. I was getting even stronger Mommy Dearest vibes. She was dressed like her, looked like her, and even acted like her. She told me to go sit down on the sofa. So I did. Then she began to tell me how my professor hasn’t been attracted to her for many years. She said she couldn’t even remember the last time they had sex.

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predilection

Posted 2 months ago by Amber

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Well, Rory,” I say, my voice low and sultry, “I think I have a good understanding of your little predilection now.” You nod, your eyes wide and eager. “Yes, Doctor Pantyhose. I- I’ve never felt this way before. The thought of you in a pair of my favorite pantyhose…it’s all I can think about.”

I can’t help but smile at your enthusiasm. “I’m glad to hear that, Rory. But I want to get a better idea of just how much joy these pantyhose bring you. How about we do an activity together?” Your eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “An…activity? What do you mean?” I stand up from my chair, making sure to sway my hips just enough to catch your eye. I reach down and slowly start to remove my skirt, revealing that I’m not wearing any panties underneath.

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