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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As the lights gently dimmed around us, a warm, inviting glow wrapped us in its embrace, playfully dancing across the walls. Meanwhile, the hustle of the outside world faded into a soft, soothing hum, leaving only the sweet echo of our heartbeats to serenade the moment. Flopping back onto the plush surface, I felt a delicious thrill of anticipation spark within me.

I turned to you, my voice a sultry whisper, inviting you closer. “What if you could explore every inch of my body, letting your hands glide over me with the luxuriousness of something silky, warm, and alive?” I saw the spark in your eyes, the promise of pleasure waiting to unfold. Continue reading “Oil Me Up” →

188-33-CANDY EXT 423

Pt. 1   Pt.2

I’m waiting on my step brother to pick me up from the park after I have had some time hanging out with my girlfriends. Minutes later, Mike arrives in his car. I can’t help but notice that when I sit in the passenger seat, he doesn’t even say anything to me, and just stares. I have my beautiful golden locks past my shoulders, dangling sparkling earrings, a necklace with a silver pendant. For clothing, tight fitting low cut short sleeve crop top, black miniskirt, glossy suntan pantyhose, no panties and black heels on. I can’t help but to be a bit bothered and ask why he isn’t saying anything and just gawking at me like a pervert.

Continue reading “Stroke to My Pantyhose Pt 3” →

Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

It’s late and it was a long day. A day full of meetings makes the mind go a little crazy. I needed to unwind and get rid of the day. I got home took a hot shower, got in my comfy clothes, poured a glass of wine, and crawled in bed with a good book.

As I was getting settled in for the night, the calls started coming in. Seriously just 15 minutes to myself is that asking to much? I sat there listening with my eyes closed because I knew my boss would be furious for not answering. And there he was, calling me so desperately. I closed my eyes and just focused. Oh, we know what you want. Your thoughts are so vivid for her.

Continue reading “Daddy’s Little Whore” →

Jade 1844-332-2639 ext 371

I drove around the city just thinking as I got control of myself. We will probably never see each other again. I finally told the taxi driver to take me home. Traffic was busy and congested as usual.

Finally home and time to relax. I fixed myself a glass of wine and changed into something comfortable. All of a sudden I heard a knock at my door and there he was standing.

Continue reading “The Strange Encounter III” →

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

After you and I got off the phone, I texted my boyfriend and told him to get over here as fast as he could. We had met at the coffee shop. I noticed you checking out my ass as I waited for my coffee. I knew the minute you nervously stepped forward to say hello that I could put my cumcuck plan into action.

My boyfriend and I knew we had about 30 minutes before you’d arrive. Fortunately my boyfriend lives really close to my house. He came rushing into my apartment and roughly pushed me forward, spread my legs, pulled my panties down and pushed his hard cock into my pussy. Knowing we were going to cumcuck you had made my absolutely dripping wet. Oh man, it was going to be messy for you tonight.

Continue reading “Coffeehouse Cumcuck” →

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It’s funny that you think your miniscule prick could satisfy me. Look at it. So small and pathetic. You don’t even deserve to look at my pictures, let alone trying to make me cum. Your small penis deserves only ridicule and derision.

Try and make it hard for me. Will I even be able to tell? Doubt it. My thumb is more fulfilling than that scrawny excuse for a cock.

In fact, we shouldn’t even be calling it a cock. It’s a clitty. Your clitty is worthless unless it’s caged and even then you’re lucky that I even consider caging that silly thing.

Continue reading “Your Tiny Prick Can’t Satisfy Me” →

Jade 1844-332-2639 ext 371

It was late and I wanted to relax. I decided to take the subway and go downtown. There were places open to eat and I wanted to see the downtown lights.

I finally arrived downtown. I enjoyed a hookah lounge and walked around enjoying the sights and sounds.

It was getting late and I needed to head home. I decided to take the subway again. It was a little crowded but that’s okay. I found a seat in the back. I sat there watching everyone. Some were tired, some were just starting their night shift, and some were out to have a good time.

Continue reading “Those Happy Endings” →

Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

It’s Morning and it’s Monday. We all despise Mondays. And my boss is being a special kind of dick this morning. Some people just never learn their place. I think it’s time I remind him of that.

There he was sitting all smug at his desk. I know he likes looking at my ass. He will get what is coming to him for ruining my morning.

It’s almost time for his power nap. I can hear him slowly dosing off. I start to whisper to him in his dreams. It’s time for a meeting.

Continue reading “Monday Love” →

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My idiot ex stumbled back into the chair across from my bed.

“Oh, that’s a perfect place for you to watch,” I smiled at him as Andre came around and put his hands on my waist, nuzzling his face into my neck. I pressed back into him and could feel how hard he was through his jeans. This is going to be so much fun, I thought to myself.

“Diana, I, I thought  that you and I were,” my ex stammered.

“Oh, you thought you were going to do what Andre is about to do to me? Silly man. You could never fill me up the way he does. Tonight you’re going to watch and see how a real man makes me cum,” I smirked at him. All the while, Andre is running his hands all over my body, pinching my nipples through the dress and smacking my ass.

Continue reading “Cucking My Idiot Ex, Part 2” →

1844-33-CANDY EXT 423

Jason grumbled as he waddled towards the entrance of the museum. He was wearing one of his diapers under his cargo shorts, and he could already feel the wetness seeping into the fabric. He’d had an accident on the way over, and he knew that his sister was going to tease him mercilessly for it.

“Aww, poor baby, did you have a little accident?”

Continue reading “Diaper Change at the Museum” →