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He Needs A New Slut

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My BBC best friend told me the other day how he was bored with the slut serving him, and he was in need of a new one. With a quick smile, I assured him I had the perfect little faggot for him.

You aren’t going to disappoint me and refuse, are you? No, I didn’t think so. We both know you’d do anything for me. You’d humiliate and degrade yourself for my amusement, and it just so happens that watching my thick dicked bestie fuck his massive cock through you would amuse me.

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thighs

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Thunder thighs are sometimes thought of as wobbly, meaty thighs, but my strong legs are the real version of thunder and lighting. Because when they come together, I crush whoever is caught between them. It’s crazy how much crunching a man between my legs can turn him on.

The other night, a larger man came to me asking for just that. The thunder treatment. He wanted to feel helplessly trapped between my toned legs, and I was going to give him precisely what he wished for.

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Good Morning, Princess

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You wake up with a splitting headache. When you try to rub at your forehead, you realize your arms are tied down by your sides. Trying to blink away the pain instead, as the room around you comes into focus, you don’t recognize it at all. Your tongue feels like a folded-up rag of cotton in your mouth, and you have no idea where you are or how you got there.

“Good Morning, Princess.” My voice draws your attention, but the pet name is strange. No one has ever called you “Princess” before. Youre a man; that doesn’t make sense.

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Uncovering My New Favorite Sissy Cage

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Sweet baby Tricia pranced into my room with a glowing smile. I lowered my book to my lap and helped my arms open so she could press in against me. “Mommy, I have a surprise for you.” She was beaming from ear to ear, the excitement contagious.

“You do?” I asked, rubbing my hand over her back, though I doubted she could feel my light pressure through all the layers she wore. Well, don’t keep me in suspense; what is it?” My fingers dug into her sides to tickle her. She squirmed against me, giggling, and yelled out.

“You have to find it!”

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“God, I love Halloween,” I say, looking around the crowded living room. My Super Woman costume is feeling a little tight in all the right places, and I can feel the sheer coffee brown pantyhose hugging my thighs. “Especially all these costumes. It’s like everyone’s letting their freak flag fly.”

You’re standing next to me, looking equally as good in your Robin Hood outfit. The pantyhose under your tights are a nice touch, and I can’t help but imagine what’s underneath. Continue reading “Stroke To My Pantyhose Pt. 4” →

Best Mouth

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Guess who’s got the best mouth in the South? Kinky little Krysta does. I have a tad bit of a reputation for the ways I can twist up my tongue. You’d be amazed how many wiggles a tongue can waggle with a mouth fulla dick. But that terrible little daddy issue I have makes my desire to please men color my mind. I’m almost blind with the desire to make you cum in my mouth.

Have you ever had a need drive you wild like I’m talking about? An itch you can’t scratch? Like an addiction! I’m addicted to having cock in my mouth. Big, thick, thin, small, fuck I don’t care so long as it can flood my hungry throat with jizz!

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Tonight I Dont Want A Trick or Treat

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It is finally Halloween night and the town around me is in full go mode enjoying all of the festivities. I would love to be trotting around, in one of my many slutty costumes, but tonight I don’t want a trick or treat, I just couldn’t pass up a cozy night at home while I had the house all to my self.  I’ve been such a good girl in school, passing all of my tests this week,  all of the studying just has me exhausted. I am totally looking forward to a quiet night home alone, I might even turn off all of the lights to keep the trick or treaters away. Daddy wouldn’t want me opening the door to all of those strangers while I’m home alone anyway. I decided to get comfortable in my favorite onesie, this one is soft and fuzzy, it feels like I’m being cuddled.  I got settled in the living room  and started painting my nails as I watched  a halloween classic on tv. Just as I was starting to think I had avoided all of trick or treaters for the night, I heard a firm knock at the door. Of course I ignored it, couldn’t they see I didn’t want to be bothered?! I rolled my eyes and turned up the tv. The knocking persisted and finally I heard a man yell “PIZZA’S HERE”  through the door. Maybe daddy decided to send me a snack !

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How naughty can this teen get on Halloween? Well if you know me that should be pretty easy to answer. I was thinking though after I’ve had all my fun out and about collecting my candy what should I do then. I’ll have all this candy and it would just take me way too long to eat it all alone. So what I think needs to happen is I not eat it all alone. I’m thinking a candy buffet for all my naughty boys. Me as the main course.

I will be laid out on the table. Naked but on top of my body will be mounds of all the Halloween candy I have here. You will each get a turn of 30 seconds a turn to eat as much as you can. After the 30 seconds your turn will be over and it’s the next guy in lines turn. No hands can be used only your mouths. This will keep going until one of you is able to free my body from all the candy, I’m covered in. The first one who is able to do that gets an extra special treat.

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I once was prey, just like you. Weak, unseeing…mortal. That was until one late night in October when I got separated from my friends after a girls’ night in the city. We’d been drinking way too much and stumbled out of the club, intending to walk back to our hotel.

One minute, I was behind them, and then my high heel got stuck in a grate. I bent down in the street to wiggle it free, and when I looked up again, they were gone. The road had been crowded and loud, but as I scanned either direction for my friends, the entire street was eerily quiet. Under the street lights, only puffs of steam stretched across the space between buildings. Finally, I called out for them, standing up with one shoe in my hand.

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Front Porch Diapering

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Your wife called me again. Seems as though someone isn’t obeying orders. You haven’t been wearing your diapers to work like Mama Felicity instructed. I’m so glad at least one of you is honest with me. I drove over right away. The thick, prink diaper bag over my shoulder as I stood on your front porch and knocked on the door.

You opened it, startled to see me. Even leaning in close and hissing, “Felicity, what are you doing here? My neighbors will see you?”

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