Category: age play

Christine 1844-332-2639 ext 468

Some connections begin quietly. A simple conversation, an easy laugh, a moment where the world slows down just enough for two people to notice each other. I love those beginnings—the gentle build of chemistry before either of us even says it out loud to each other.

There’s something deeply sensual about that type of attention. The kind where someone listens just a little too closely, where the conversation drifts between playful teasing and soft compliments. Continue reading “Soft Power: Where Sweetness Turns Sensual” →

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

It’s been a crazy week at Mommy Julie’s Daycare. Daylight savings time has really affected the little ones. Their sleep patterns have been so messed up. They don’t feel sleepy at night when it’s so sunny and bright out. I had to get some light blocking curtains for the nap room. They’ve all been oversleeping in the morning. So that’s made them late to daycare. That really throws off the whole schedule. It’s nearly impossible to get my own little ones to adjust their schedules when all of my daycare little ones are so out of whack. Even their diaper schedules are off. Why do they still have to do these stupid time changes? I’m so over them already! I had everyone on a perfect schedule. Now it’s total chaos. They are going at all different times. So I’m just doing diaper after diaper at sporadic times. And their diapers have been awful too. Like the most stinky explosions I’ve ever seen or smelled. I had to go to the wholesale store to stock up on diapers, wipes, gloves, masks, diaper rash cream, powder, and oil. I’ve never done so many diaper changes a day in my entire life.

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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 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 Bake sales and car washes are out of date and frankly lame.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.

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*Danika * (844) 332-2639 x 466

I wouldn’t call myself mommy, but sometimes The Sweet Little ones I babysit call me that. I can tell their real mommy’s don’t care for it, but I am great at my job, so they seem to end up ignoring it for the most part. That being said, I took on a Sweet Little one whose real mommy didn’t seem to mind one bit! In fact, she seemed thrilled that he was now clinging to me so she could go on her dates, undisturbed. Secure in knowing her Sweet Little was being cared for.

I soon discovered what a handful this one was! Always trying to run away, or “talk” back. I could’ve sworn I had the patience of a saint, but I was constantly having my buttons pushed, and I knew I was going to have to think of a plan! As a well rounded, intelligent young lady, I considered myself to be reasonable and patient. So I took to parenting books to figure out how to handle this Sweet Little one, who was determined to run me ragged. Until one day, something irreversible and interesting took place…

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Girls are curious

Shemale Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

Girls can be so curious. Curious and bold. I was at a sleepover as a young adult, one of my first and last, actually. There were three other girls and I. Somehow, the topic of porn came up, and a few of the girls said they’d never watched one before. Now, this was back in the day when you could drive to a movie rental place and pick up a DVD for a few dollars. The apartment we were staying at happened to be across the street from one of those places.

We ran across the street with giddy laughter and bravely showed our IDs to get into “the back room.” There were a few creepy, pot-bellied older men looking at dirty movie covers as we browsed. They seemed less than impressed with our high-pitched squeals and embarrassed chuckles.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Spring fever is making me so horny lately. All I can think about is sex. I find myself daydreaming about spring break. Some friends and I have a girls’ trip to the coast planned. I fantasize about all the sexy men that might be there. My friends are all thinking about cute college boys. But not me. I’m all about the silver haired married men that I can naughty with. It turns me on so much to flirt with them behind their wives’ backs. I love to see how badly they want a tight teen pussy. One of the things that turns me on so much about married men is that most of them haven’t had a young little pussy in many years. I love getting them harder and more turned on than their wives ever could. It’s so fun to see how men look at me when their wives aren’t looking. It gets me really wet to be honest. I can see the lust in their eyes. It’s a glimpse into what they want me to do for them and to them. And what they want to do to me. I’m here for it and so ready.

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wet panties

Milan 844-33CANDY Ext. 398

A teen slut’s wet panties could make any man’s dick bricked. I hope your dick is already starting to throb because my panties are soaked. I mean come on. I’m a teen phone sex slut. All night long I listen to the dirtiest fantasies and tease my pretty pink. Ending the night with dry panties would be impossible. They usually end up in a sopping wet pile on the side of my bed, but I can think of a much better use for them tonight. Open wide and suck them clean.

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Mary – 1844-332-2639 x 350 

Although I was a hardheaded kid growing up, I always remembered that what daddy says goes. That was something that helped me as a live-in nanny. I never disappointed Mr. Cox; he always loved that about me. He would come home, and I would be there waiting with my heels on, kids tucked away in bed, and his dinner nice and hot. I was getting older and more mature. He was teaching me how to become the best Domme, and I was teaching him patience. I enjoyed our time together and felt like I never wanted it to end. My birthday was coming up, and he had promised to buy me a new pair of heels I had been eyeing. He told me that if I learned how to tie him up properly, I could get them for my 19th birthday.

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Mistress Mary
Mary – 1844-332-2639 x 350 
No one knows the story of how I became Mistress Mary. For some reason, I’m inclined to write about it.  Mr. Cox led me to the secret room in his basement across from my nanny suite, and I couldn’t believe my eyes. Walking into the room I had become nervous, because I was barely legal at that time, but I knew I wanted to feel his strong body and big, heavy cock inside of me. I often watched him run in the mornings, and seeing his cock sway from side to side turned me on so much. I had to pleasure myself before I got ready to serve the family for the day. He never knew how much I dreamt about him burying his head between my legs.

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Earn Mommy's Cock Milk

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

“Um, Miss Alexus,” The little foster boy stumbled into my bedroom late one night. “I’m hungry.” His cheeks blushed when I patted the bed beside me.

“Come up here, and call me Mommy.” I shifted so the bulge in my panties was prominent. My fingers stroked over the fabric as I looked at the curious little thing. He licked his lips, and I asked, “Are you ready to earn Mommy’s milk?”

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