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Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

I got a call one night that an old friend wanted to get together and catch up. We decided to meet the next day and get some coffee. His name was Gregory. I always knew him to be such a guy’s guy, so when he told me his idea, I was shocked! He wanted to be in a room surrounded by four or five beautiful women, fucked like crazy. I guess it was his version of a gang bang.

I told him we could get that arranged and he would have a fabulous time. It was a few days later and I had him come over to my secret sex room. He confessed to me that he’s been in threesomes before but never surrounded by five women at once. I think he was a bit intimidated. I told him to strip down and get ready and I was shocked when I saw him standing hunched over, covering his small wanker. He was usually so much more confident.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

The power didn’t come from pulling him closer; it came from knowing exactly when to pull away.

He lay beneath me, his hands gripping the mattress so tightly his knuckles were white. His breathing had long since lost its rhythm, reduced to ragged gasps every time I shifted my weight. The air in the room felt heavy. Thick with a heat that had nothing to do with the summer evening outside and everything to do with the absolute control I held over the space between us.

I leaned down, trailing the tips of my fingers along his jawline, down the tense column of his throat, and over his chest. I could feel his heart hammering against his ribs, a frantic staccato. He looked up at me, pupils blown wide, silently begging for a release that I wasn’t ready to give him.

“Please,” he whispered, the word strained, barely breaking through the quiet of the room.

I didn’t answer. Instead, I leaned closer, letting my lips brush against his ear, murmuring a promise I had no intention of keeping just yet. I began to move again, slow and agonizingly deliberate, bringing him right to the precipice. I watched the exact moment… Continue reading “Edging The Wave Of Pleasure” →

Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Fourth of July is upon us, and it’s time to celebrate the season with fireworks. I can think of fireworks in many different ways. But today, Uncle John is taking me to the celebration, and I can’t wait to see what kind of surprise he has in store for me.

There was a lovely parade during the day, but it turned into evening quickly, and that’s when the fun would begin. The crowd was heavy and Uncle John grabbed me by the hand and led me to a quieter and more private area behind all the food carts. He laid down on the soft grass and grabbed at his bulge in his pants. He said, “I got something that needs to explode but you can’t set it on fire.”

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Office Throat Slut

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Miss Reese,” the crackled voice came through the intercom. “Mr. Davis will see you now.” I stood up and smoothed the simple pencil skirt down my thighs. My blouse was unbuttoned just enough to show off my cleavage, and my tall high heels made no sound as I walked across the carpet to his office.

Carefully, I pushed open the heavy oak doors and stepped into his office. Mr. Davis was on the phone, no doubt with a high-paying client. He didn’t look up from his notepad but crooked a finger for me to begin. I licked my lips as he pushed his big office chair back from the desk. Dropping down to my hands and knees, I crawled to my position under his desk. Our eyes did meet then, just briefly, as I sat on my heels and began to unzip his pants.

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My Pussy Belongs To My Boyfriend

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

“Can I come with you this time?” Barry begged from his knees. I didn’t even respond. The night I met Don, Berry and I had been out to dinner, and when sparks flew, he just happened to come along for the ride. Don loved the idea of my Husband witnessing how he fucked me, but only once. Our first hook-up was magic. His big black cock was better than any dick I’d taken before, and he knew exactly how to use it.

Barry was humiliated that he’d cum in his pants just watching us make out, and then his pathetic cuck cock spewed several more times that night. Don and I continued seeing each other, of course, the sex was too good to give up, but Barry had never been allowed to watch again.

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Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

It’s the middle of a hot summer, temperatures well into the nineties, and all I want to do is take a cool shower. Perfect timing, because my shower broke and now I have to go to a public center with a bunch of strangers. I got to the center and into the shower room where there were ten showers lined up, and not very private might I add. All it had was a skinny little curtain; surely someone would see me.

Oh well, the shower calls.

I dropped my clothes and they hit the floor softly. So far no one was here, so I was comfortable being nude with little protection. I turned the shower on, making sure it was cool water. I stepped in and the cool water against my hot, sweaty body felt amazing. I let it soak my hair and run down my body.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I was on a mission. A mission that involved navigating the aisles of my grocery store with a shopping cart that was overflowing with ABDL supplies. I thought I was ready to hit the checkout, but fate had other plans. I rounded the corner into the pharmacy aisle and nearly collided with a guy who looked like he’d been carved out of granite. His eyes immediately drifted down to the stack of ultra-absorbent diapers, and he glanced up at me with a suspicious smirk.

“Someone’s throwing a heck of a party,” he remarked. I could have played it cool, but instead chose to flash him a grin that was half-innocent and half-mischievous. “You have no idea,” I teased, flipping my hair to the side. “It’s going to be an interesting kind of Saturday night, provided I can get all of this stuff home without any more inquisitive onlookers.”

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

It had been a long day of wine tasting and grape stomping on a warm summer day. We were absolutely exhausted and drained. Luckily the B&B owner offered to stick all of our grape stained clothing into the washer for us. We all crashed out for a couple of hours before our  massages. We were awakened by a knock at our doors by B&B room service. Cucumber water and a plate of fruit to enjoy before our massage therapists arrived. My friend hired each of us our own personal masseuse to give us full body massages in the comfort and privacy of our own rooms. I was so excited. After the day we had, it was perfect timing for a massage. It was going to feel so good.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

We were wrestling around in the sheets, my legs wrapped around his body, and I started to get some ideas. My hair was put in pigtails the way he loved it, because he loved pulling my hair, and I loved pulling his in return. Grabbing a chunk of his hair, I guided his face between my legs to my sweet-smelling pussy. I could feel his nose touching my clit and he took in a big whiff.

I looked at him and said, “You like it when I pull your hair hard like that? You like it when I make you feel like that’s all your good for?” He looked up at me and started to say something, but all I wanted his tongue to do was lick my clit and suck up the sweet juices that he made me produce.

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Submitting To Me Means Whenever I Want

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Jensen is new to submission. He craves being entirely owned but hasn’t been very good at relinquishing control. To help him realize that once he’s submitted to me, it means I’ll use his body for my entertainment wherever we are, whenever I want, I came up with a little outing for us.

In a small purse, I packed a blindfold and handcuffs, then told Jensen I wanted to go out dancing. I wore a tight dress and itty bitty panties while he wore a nice button-up and black slacks. He had no idea what was in my bag, and it wouldn’t matter. He’d already agreed to give up all his choices when he submitted to me.

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