Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

Mommy’s panty boy loved to help with the laundry when he was little. He was such a good little Mommy’s helper. He would hand mommy the delicates to hang outside on the clothesline. Then when they were dry, he always wanted to fold them. Mommy noticed how he would admire his little sister’s panties. Then one day he asked her why boys have to wear plain ugly underwear while girls got to wear beautiful underwear. Mommy felt bad that she hadn’t gotten him cuter underwear like the kind with superheroes or other characters on them. But she did always get his sister cute little lacy princess panties and all kinds of other girly panties with flowers, hearts, and rainbows on them.

So one day Mommy decided to take him shopping for cute little boy’s underwear. He was so excited. But the minute they got inside the store, he was pulling Mommy towards the girl’s section. Mommy said no, the little boy’s underwear is this way. And she headed towards the boy’s section. He started to cry and say no. But Mommy reassured him that they would have some really cute underwear for boys. And they did!

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There was this boy I used to date. He was into having sex on trampolines. The first time, we were at his house. He suggested that we go outside and lay on the trampoline under the stars. It was a crisp fall evening. The sky was so clear, and the stars were so bright. We were cuddled up with cozy, soft blankets and pillows. It was really romantic. That night it was sensual and sweet. I felt like it was a special first time for us. What I didn’t realize is that it was only the beginning. The next time, we were at his house during the day. Again, he suggested we go out and lay on the trampoline. I thought since we had such a magnificent time the first night, he just wanted to recreate that. I giggled and reminded him that it was dark last time. This time all of the neighbors will be able to see us. But he was serious and adamant about the fact that he wanted to do it. I just wanted to make him happy and get it out of his system. So I agreed. This time it got crazier.

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I had no idea how kinky he really was until that night. We had been dating for six months. So we went out to dinner to celebrate. We had a great time like we always did, flirting and playing footsie under the table. Needless to say, by the time we were done with dinner, we were quite aroused. On our way back to my place, he slid his hand under my dress. He played with my pussy while he drove. I was so wet and turned on by the time we got home. “Make yourself comfortable while I go freshen up. Feel free to make us a drink” I winked with a flirtatious smile. Then I headed to my room. I took a quick shower, touched up my makeup, spritzed on some of my favorite all natural, aphrodisiac perfume, and slipped on a sexy little burgundy lace negligee.

When I came out of my en suite restroom, there he was. He was in bed already, with a devious little grin plastered across his face. I wondered what he was up to. Then I saw one of my lingerie drawers open. And I knew I hadn’t left it like that.

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Lingerie Masturbation

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When he bought me lingerie, I thought it was because he wanted to worship my perfect body while I was wearing it. Like a good little servant, I thought he purchased the beautiful nightie as an offering to his Goddess. Oh, how wrong I was. He’d bought us matching baby dolls, and his intent wasn’t to worship me but the lingerie itself.

The matching baby dolls were made of the softest pink silk I’d ever seen. We dressed in them and took turns complimenting each other. His was tighter around his wide waist, and it wasn’t nearly long enough to cover his throbbing bulge in the matching silk panties.

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Pretty Little Candy Girl

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There’s a pretty little candy girl who’s been prancing her tight ass all over the playroom. She’s bubbly, and my lust for her is infectious. The little bitch makes my cock so hard. I’ve been watching her. She’s a flirt who acts coy and innocent, but she isn’t. I can just tell there is a filthiness under her skin, and I want to lick up every inch of it.

Whenever I come around, she’s polite but reserved as if she’s keeping all that sexiness away from me. I don’t understand why she’ll play with all the losers who hang out there, but she won’t give me the time of day. If she won’t give it to me, I’ll take it.

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“Dr. Julie, I’m having intrusive thoughts. I just can’t control them. It happens everywhere I go. No matter what I do. I’m so embarrassed that I don’t even know if I can tell you what my thoughts are. I can’t even believe that I’m here right now. This is so difficult for me. But I didn’t know what else to do”, he shamefully whispered. I could tell this was not easy for him at all. He was trembling. So I grabbed his hand and told him that he could relax. I told him that he had no reason to be nervous. There is zero judgement here. Then I went to make him a cup of hot herbal tea to help him relax and ease his nerves. While he was drinking it, I proceeded to ask him some simple questions just to help him loosen up and open up. I wanted to help him feel comfortable. Finally I could tell that it was working. He was no longer trembling. And his voice was a bit more confident. It was time to ask him. “So tell me, what are the thoughts that I can help you with?” I gently persuaded.

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I knew my roommates were kinky, but I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw what I saw. When I came home, I heard noise coming from the hallway. I followed the it to one of my roommate’s bedrooms. As I approached, I realized that the door was cracked. I couldn’t help but peek in. One was wearing a collar and leash, down on all fours. The other holding a whip and fucking her with a strap on. I stood in shock, but unable to take my eyes off of them. But then they saw me! I didn’t know what to do. It was too late. I was caught. They kept going for a minute. Then the one with the whip and strap on told me that it was my turn. I was hesitant and I guess she could tell. She glared at me and told me not to make her use her whip on me. So I walked in. She told me to get undressed. So I did. Then she told me to get down on my knees and lick the strap on clean. I did as I was told. And it was such a turn on.

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I couldn’t believe my eyes. I know my roommates are horny sluts. But I wasn’t expecting what I saw. I guess they weren’t expecting me home yet. There was noise coming from one of their bedrooms. As I walked by, I realized it was cracked. I couldn’t help but peek in. And I couldn’t believe what I saw. One roommate was on her knees with a collar on. The other one was standing in front of her wearing a strap on. She was also holding a leash that was attached to the other’s collar. She yelled “suck my cock whore”. Then she shoved it in her mouth and started gagging her with it. After a few minutes she told her to turn around and get on all fours. Then she started oiling up the strap on. She shoved her head down to the ground and told her to spread her ass open. Then she started slowly sliding the strap on into her ass. Once she got it all the way in, she pulled out. Then she slammed in back in harder and faster. She kept repeating this. But each thrust was faster, harder, and deeper than the last.

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I couldn’t believe my eyes! I had never seen a plumber in panties before. He was checking out the pipes under my sink. I had a leak. He bent down to take a peek. And there they were, clear as day. But oh so frayed. The light pink lace trim had separated from the silky bottoms. I couldn’t help but stare. He quickly turned and caught me looking. Automatically reaching back, he felt the exposed lace band. He turned a bright shade of red. I flashed a reassuring smile. He began to stutter as he felt the need to explain. I could tell he was so embarrassed. There’s no need to explain, I assured him. But he continued. “It’s the only pair I have. I managed to steal them from my wife a long time ago. I have to wash them by hand late every night while she’s asleep. I’m too embarrassed to buy any myself. Nobody knows about my fetish. Well, I guess you do now. I’m so ashamed” he confessed.

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I love a boy that can handle me. Can you handle me?  Sometimes I get the feeling that boys are intimidated and don’t know if they can handle a “stripper”. But I’m here to tell you that I don’t want some egotistical bastard. I want someone that’s real. Dad bods get extra credit, lol. I have been dealing with men all of my life. Many think they know what I want. But they are usually wrong. I just want a sweet, genuine person. It doesn’t really matter if they are male or female. Age doesn’t matter either. All that matters is that we click in every way.

I was invited to a huge fiesta. It was so freaking amazing. There was a mariachi band. Everyone was dancing and having a great time. Some guys were trying to flirt with me and my friends. They were the machismo types. Lots of muscles, chiseled features, perfect hair… you know, the typical “tall, dark, and handsome”. But they just weren’t doing it for me. They think they’re so sexy, suave, and debonair. But that’s actually such a turn off to me. The sweet, quiet guy sitting in the corner is more my style.

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