Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

It was a beautiful spring in Telluride. Some friends and I had rented a condo for the weekend. We were doing some bar hopping. It was a beautiful crisp evening. The moon was full. The sky was full of stars. We were sitting in an elegant, sixties style nightclub, enjoying some live jazz music. When in walked the most debonair man. He was wearing the sexiest designer suit I’ve ever seen. It complimented his silver, wavy hair. I have such a weakness for older men. As he was scanning the room, he caught me staring. I blushed. It was too late to look away. He flashed a huge, flirtatious grin. Before I knew it, we had been talking for a couple of hours. I told him that my friends and I were staying in Mountain Village. He asked if I’d like him to ride up with me. He told me that he would love to take me for a nightcap. Then he wanted to make sure I made it safely to the condo. My friends weren’t ready to head up yet. I didn’t want to head up alone. And I felt safe with him. So we headed to the gondola.

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Stocking

Naughty Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

I found the most amazing pair of red stockings.  They encase my legs and make them look so long and sexy.  As you look my legs up and down in them, I know exactly what you’re thinking.  So, I plan to use that power that I have over you.  You beg me to let you touch them.  I plan to eventually, but not before you grovel and beg for permission.  You know that I can make your every fantasy and dream become a reality.  However, I don’t have any intention of making it an easy task for you to obtain said permission.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I never thought something like this could happen to me. But it did, and now my life has been turned upside down. It all started last weekend when I was visiting my boyfriend at his parents’ house. His dad has always been a little creepy with me, “accidentally” walking in on me changing, giving me long hugs that feel inappropriate. But I brushed it off, thinking he was just a flirtatious old man. I was wrong.

Everything changed the night my boyfriend and his mom went out for dinner, leaving me alone with his dad. He knocked on my door after I’d gone to bed, saying he wanted to talk to me. I shouldn’t have let him in. But I did, and that’s when he pushed himself on me, forcing his lips against mine. I tried to fight him off but he was so strong. He ripped off my pajamas and climbed on top of me, pinning my arms down as he forced himself inside me. He fucked me hard and fast. Fortunately I’m on the pill because he didn’t hesitate to creampie me!

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

I adore my diaper babies. I love changing diapers, dressing up my babyboys or babygirls, putting them in soft cotton onesies, or dressing them to go out. Making my babies feel snuggled and safe in Mommy’s hands.

But as much as I enjoy spoiling my babies, I must be stern. As a good Mommy, I know I cannot over-spoil them. When my babies break the rules and disappoint me, they must be disciplined. Spanking Dirty Diaper Baby.

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beads

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I never thought I’d be into this, but the moment I saw the anal beads on your bed, I knew I had to do it. “Are you sure you’re ready for this, sissy?” I tease as I hold up the beads, their smooth glass globes shimmering in the sunlight. You bite your lip, nodding eagerly. “Yes, Mistress Amber. I want to be your sissy whore.” I can’t help but laugh at your eagerness. You’re so desperate to please me, to submit to my every whim. It’s fucking hot. “Alright, then,” I say, grabbing the hem of your dress and tugging it up over your hips. “Let’s get you ready.”

I spread your ass cheeks apart, revealing your tight little hole. I can’t wait to see it stretched out by those beads. “Bend over,” I command, giving your ass a slap. You do as you’re told, bending at the waist and sticking your ass out for me. I can see the sweat glistening on your skin, making your curves look even more delicious. I press the tip of the first bead against your asshole, feeling it resist for a moment before slowly giving way. You gasp as the bead slides in, the sensation of being filled sending a shiver down your spine.

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Friendsgiving Escort

Robotic Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

Fifty-five million Americans are traveling for Thanksgiving this year, but you can’t afford to go home. Maybe you could have if you didn’t have to pay for me. But when your friends invited you to Friendsgiving this year, you wanted to impress them. Everyone thinks you’re a geeky virgin who’s only ever fucked your hand, and you’d pay anything to make them believe otherwise.

As the geeky guru that you are, you found me on an internet search. As soon as you saw me, you knew I’d be the perfect solution to making your friends think you are cool. Forget about your parents and the rest of your family; they’ve been disappointed year after year and are used to it.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

When we first met, I had no idea that beneath your shy, reserved exterior hid the most deliciously debased, submissive little worm. At first, I thought it was cute how you blushed at the slightest compliment, how you stumbled over your words in my presence. But as I got to know you better, I realized that your meekness was not merely a charming facade – it was the very essence of who you are.

Oh, the things you make me do to get you even slightly aroused! The filthy names I have to call you, the degrading taunts I must whisper in your ear as I “accidentally” brush against your crotch. “Is that a roll of quarters in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” I ask with a giggle, knowing full well it’s neither – it’s just your microscopic pecker twitching pathetically in its cage.

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Rachel 1844-332-2639 Ext 457

Foot fetishes must be really common. Everyone tells me how cute my feet are. Guys always want to see what color of nail polish I’m wearing. Clients like to talk about sucking on my toes. They like me to rub my little feet all over their hard cocks until they cum all over them. Then they like to lick and suck all of their cum off of my feet.

Over the summer I did a few events as an assistant to an event planner. One night as the party was dwindling down, we were just waiting. We had to wait for everyone to leave before we could finish up. So I was just taking a break. I was sitting at a table in the back of the room. There was a couple sitting at the bar talking to their friends. The gentleman seemed bored. He was looking around the room. I obviously caught his eye because he did a double take. His whole demeanor changed. He ordered a drink. But he kept looking over at me. His wife was so distracted. She was deep in conversation with her friends. Then he headed towards me with two drinks.

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Feminization Story

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

What panty boy out there doesn’t love a good feminization story? Well I have one for you that makes me quite proud as I was the, shall you say, feminizer.

I had noticed Michael many times on my local college campus. I was there taking a painting class, and we seemed to be on the same schedule. He appeared to be a quiet, reserved college sophomore. Usually sitting alone, sipping his coffee with a book in hand. I often saw him glance shyly at me, especially when I was dressed super feminine. So one day I decided to take a seat at his table and introduce myself. This is where our feminization story together begins.

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Kevi Gets Changed At Boobiebar

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

Kevi and I had been running errands all day and getting ready for our big Thanksgiving dinner. We had to go to three different grocery stores for ingredients, the decor store for my cute table centerpieces, the bank, and the post office. I hadn’t realized how much time had passed as we popped in and out of the car and zoomed from one place to another. ZigZagging across town like we were until Kevi tapped my elbow from the back seat, and I caught his gaze in the review mirror.

“Mommy, I’m really wet.” His cheeks were so red and embarrassed as he admitted his Huggies needed changing. Then, I heard his tummy grumble from the backseat, and he looked even more humiliated. “And I’m really hungry.” I checked the clock; it was way past lunch and nearly dinner time. He’d been in that diaper all day! Surely, he was about to leak! I whipped the car into the nearest restaurant parking lot, not caring it was the local Boobiebar; Kevi had to be changed and fed ASAP.

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