Sexy Lexi 1844-332-2639 x 261
I got fucked by an incubus. One night I fell asleep on the couch, and I started having some kind of sleep paralysis as usual, but this time it wasn’t unpleasant for a few reasons. Firstly, I could move but I wasn’t quite awake, I was in some other kind of dream realm. Secondly, I was stroking the massive cock of an incubus, while my future ex-wife was possibly fucking deliciously somewhere else. Continue reading “Lexi Gets Fucked by an Incubus”
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
The PTA is constantly hassling the parents for new ways to raise funds for the school. There is always some dance or field trip that the budget just doesn’t have money for. Bake sales and car washes are out of date and frankly lame. We needed something that would bring in cash and fast!
As a stay-at-home mom, it isn’t like I have extra money to just fork over. However, I wanted to do my part. For education, ya know? So I asked the PTA president for the list of parent emails. Well, the emails of all the Dads.
Age Regression – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.
“Tim, you’re so stressed at work, you need someone to take care of you,” she said. Then she began rubbing the front of his thickly padded briefs. Suddenly he began wetting them as Laylene rubbed faster and harder, stopping short of climax as he groggily flooded them. Smiling and kissing him softly, she said night baby. Over the next several weeks Tim, with her regression plan slowly began to look forward, to their shared time together. Albeit on Laylene’s terms. With the help of her constant manipulation of Tim or Tami as she began calling him, to wave after wave of orgasmic bliss in his now diapers and plastic pants.
Being rewarded for wetting or messing his diapers. Feeding off of her now milk filled breasts, along with hormone treatments, Tami started budding breasts. And of course his shrinking totally limp and useless drying up penis and his shrinking sac. Which was looking more and more like the clitty.
Continue reading “Age Regression – Tim Becomes Tami – Part 2”
xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
“W-wait,” My little pet whimpered under me as I lined the thick strap-on under his tail. I wound the leash around my fist and tugged up harder, so his collar pulled against his windpipe. “Hold on a second,” He choked. He tried to push himself up on his hands instead of his elbows to slacken the taunt leash. “Mistress, that one is too big!”
“What was that?” I growled and rammed the strap-on into his tight little pucker. “Pets should only bark.”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
A few of my girlfriends planned a hiking trip. It was supposed just to be an easy trail, up to a waterfall where we could swim and picnic, then head back home. However, Sarah said it would be like five hours max. I love the outdoors, and hiking is one of my favorite ways to enjoy nature, but I’m clumsy and directionally challenged.
Halfway up the trail, our sunny day changed within a blink of an eye. The wind whistled through the trees out of nowhere, and dark clouds raced overhead. With the sun gone and my hair whipping in my face, I didn’t see the moss-covered tree stump in the center of the path. Instead, I tripped, trying to catch up to the girls. Trying to right myself, I reached out for any branch, but the one I grabbed broke, and I lost my balance. My body tumbled and rolled painfully down the embankment. I finally stopped rolling and realized I was lost in the woods. Rain poured down from the angry clouds, and my friends were nowhere to be seen.
TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349
I love tanning. It makes me feel so much better about myself. Not to mention it’s so warming on a chilly day like today! I wanted to finish my day with a nice glow, so I swung into the tanning salon before going home after the gym. Normally, I check in with the same sweet girl who man’s the desk every day, but tonight she was nowhere in sight.
In her place was a shy boy. He was tall and lanky, or would have been if he stood up straight. When I approached the desk, he pushed his glasses up his nose and refused to make eye contact. I scanned my membership card and asked for fifteen minutes in booth B, my normal booth. He poked a few buttons on the tablet in front of him and nodded. “Go ahead; it’s open.”
Phonesex With Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
My good friend Kelly has married a cheater. He is the kind of man who just can’t keep his dick in his pants. I saw all of the warning signs, all of the red flags, and tried to tell her not to marry him, but she was in love. She “trusted” him not to break her heart or hurt her. Poor stupid, Kelly.
It’s been three months since the wedding, and already, he’s gotten sloppy. He left his social media logged in on their home computer, and when she sat down to pay bills, she saw the messages between him and some teenybopper slut. Kelly was beside herself as if she didn’t see this coming. She cried on my shoulder, asking for advice, and since she didn’t listen to me the first time I gave some (telling her NOT to marry him), I knew I had to take care of this myself. I was going to diaper a cheater.
Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428
Tee time at the country club. You may know I have recently started playing golf again. It’s not that I am that good but really love playing. Three of my girlfriends and I play. As we were getting ready to go out an extremely young handsome young man offered to caddy for us. All was good and after a few holes, my friends were ahead of me. The young man decided to wait with me. It was pretty awful being so bad at the sport. I chipped into the bushes a few times and he was so understanding. He offered an opinion as to why I may not able to play so well. He thinks it’s because of my huge boobs and excused himself as soon as he said it. Telling him it is a good guess and laughing; we moved on. The very next hole I hit the ball in the brush again. Continue reading “Tee Time”
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
It comes as no surprise that I fucking love Valentine’s day! All the sweet treats and chocolates I’m gifted really satisfy my sweet tooth. What kind of candy is my favorite for Valentine’s, you ask? Mmm, it’s the cute little heart-shaped candy box! The one with dozens of little mystery chocolates stuffed with who knows what. Sometimes they come with a key that tells you what is in which candy, but I don’t read them anyway.
I love the thrill of sinking my teeth into a hunk of candy and not knowing what flavor will gush over my tongue. Will it be a tart cherry goo or a thick caramel? Maybe some stiff nougat or rich fudge? It’s so exciting! Much too exciting to share. No, you won’t be biting into any of my mystery chocolates this year. All you get to eat is MY candy box!
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
Daddy has always liked my butt for as long as I can remember. He’d give me little pats as he kissed my head, and I thought it was sweet. Recently, Daddy has been looking at me differently. I was wondering if it’s because my skirts have gotten shorter or my tops have gotten tighter. Mommy hasn’t taken me shopping for clothes that fit better now that I’m growing into a young woman. It makes me happy to be Daddy’s favorite little girl, and I couldn’t stand the thought of us growing apart, so I decided to confront him.
I waited until Mommy and my sisters went shopping. I really should have gone too, but this was important to me. I said I wasn’t feeling well so I could stay home with Daddy. Only he messed up my plans because he invited over three of his friends to watch sports on TV. I should have waited to talk to him, now that I look back on it, but I was nervous he didn’t like me anymore.