Tag: roleplay

Edible panties to ruin a marriage

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Liam isn’t my husband, but he’s someone’s husband. That should make him off-limits. The band around his ring finger is supposed to be a warning sign for girls like me. It should yell, “This one is claimed. Back off!” But it screams just the opposite. That ring actually tells me that man is a provider. A thoughtful, mostly committed man who was tolerated enough to go through with the wedding.

I can see why she said yes. He’s charming in the most annoying way and handsome. Sure, his cock is my favorite part, but we don’t have to tell her that. Not yet. I’m supposed to stay away from his house, but the temptation is too much. I’ve bought a pair of cherry edible panties, and there’s only one husband I want to lick them off me.

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I don’t understand why people think it’s weird for girls to watch porn. If anything, we probably should be the ones watching it the most since most guys don’t know how to fuck with a damn. Anyhow, I watch porn a lot. Like a lot, a lot, and I follow one of my favorite actors on Twitter.

Jack Mehoff has the best dick I’ve ever seen, and unlike some other male porn stars, he is actually really handsome. One night after too much to drink, I slid into his DM’s and told him how wet his work makes me. I was gushing about how I was possibly his biggest fan. To my surprise, he texted back!

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Filling out Christmas cards to my friends and family is a labor of love. Every year, I pick out beautiful cards covered in glitter with uplifting season’s greetings on them and dutifully write out personal well-wishes to whomever the card is for. The only downside to this is how long the process can be! Jason tends to get very impatient during this time because he always craves Mommy’s attention.

When I’m getting ready to prepare the cards, I spread them out on my bed with all of the matching envelopes and stamps. Then, with my favorite pen in hand, I get to work. It’s easy to lose track of time when I get into the zone. Almost every year, Jason stands by the bed as I’m writing them out, and the only way to keep both him entertained and get my work done is to give him an ignore handjob.

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Christmas Thief gets frisked

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

“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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Now that Thanksgiving is over, I can comfortably begin decorating for Christmas. I really hate rushing the holidays since they are so special, but Christmas is really my favorite. This year, I hired a handyman to hang the lights along the eves. My vision would be better executed by a professional. Our neighborhood was having a decorating contest, and I wanted to win.

My friend Candy was over when the handyman showed up. We were pleased to see he was about our age and very good-looking. Not some potbellied older man who’d fall off the ladder halfway through tacking my display up.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Last week, I stopped by my boyfriend’s office to bring him lunch. Of course, I didn’t expect his work bullies to corner me as I was leaving. My poor boyfriend is really sweet and sometimes soft. Unfortunately, a few of the guys he works with continually pick on him, and when they saw me kissing him goodbye, they couldn’t believe such a loser could pull such a hot piece of ass.
The two of the biggest, most Alpha guys in the office sandwiched me and pulled me into a conference room, where they ended up cumming all over my tits. I cried when I told my boyfriend about what happened but was surprised to find out that hearing about the ordeal made him hard. He asked me if I liked them or their cocks, and even though I didn’t want to admit it, I really did.
I was excited when Kris asked me this morning to come by the office today and bring him lunch. I wore a tiny pleated skirt and a small white crop top that tied just under my tits. Maybe I was hoping the bullies would retake advantage, but I hoped Kris wouldn’t suspect. Continue reading “Office Lunch Time” →

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

The newspaper had announced the latest lottery winner, and he lived right here in town! So I waited until it was dark and stormy, and I dressed in my slinkiest white party dress with not a stitch of clothing underneath. Then, I drove out towards his big house and parked a ways down the road. Walking slowly to ensure my dress was soaked through by the time I knocked on his door. My stiff nipples felt like pinpoints about to rip open my dress and my whole body shivered.

Steve opened the door, and concern and confusion pinched his features. “I’m so sorry to bother you so late.” I pouted up at him from under the glow of his porch light. “It’s just my car broke down a bit down the road, and my cell has no service. I was kind of wondering if you wouldn’t mind letting me use your phone to call for help and possibly a towel or two to dry off?” The sweet, rich man ushered me in and showed me right to the bathroom.

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Krysta Naked at the convention

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I see there’s a convention in town later this month. And that can only mean one thing, time for me to find a new outfit and heels to show off at the hotel bar across the street from the convention center.

I used to book a room, but that became redundant and boring. Much more fun to have a bed riding on seducing a convention goer into bringing me back to his room.

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professor Thompson
Katrina 844-332-2639 ext 409

So I love to roleplay, and one of my favourites is a naughty schoolgirl. Hence, I had several naughty schoolgirl outfits, so when I heard the rumour about Professor Thompson being into naughty schoolgirls, especially the ones who do the whole look. I may have seen a way to improve my grade, as I could have been doing better in his class if I  had paid attention to the lesson and not thought about how I would love to lick my way down his sexy body or have Professor Thompson take me and bend me over his desk and have his way with me. So in plans to see if the rumour was true, I decided to wear a naughty schoolgirl outfit to class and to be playful and misbehave in hopes that Professor Thompson would keep me after class to talk about my behaviour in class.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

The ritual had been promised, a prophecy yet to be fulfilled. When we met, he told me his people had been looking for me for centuries. It seemed so odd when he told me that he’d been forewarned that he would one day meet the chosen one, and it would be his responsibility to prepare her for her duties. I didn’t know what he meant or even how to understand the heaviness of the things he whispered in my ear, but he made me feel special. His people needed me to save them. Me? How about I be the answer to all they’d hoped for?

He promised me abundance and riches if only I’d be brave enough to meet my fate head-on. But then, he kissed the back of my hand and pleaded, “Frannie, will you be our willing sacrifice?”

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