Category: Bi-Sexual

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Good ol’ Sissy Slut Bob is at it again, y’all! Bob has been complaining that his cage feels “loose” lately. You know how it goes when you’re forced to wear it twenty-four-seven. Things start to comply and… shrink, if you will. Since Bob is the brokest bitch I know and lives off me and refuses to get a job that isn’t dick sucking, I told him if he wanted a new cage, he would have to fundraise for it.

Of course, he whined and stomped his little sissy foot, then asked me how he was supposed to do that. Seriously, the bimbo cannot function unless you guide him through every step! I suggested a sissy slut car wash, and the giddy squeal that erupted from Bob nearly broke my eardrum.

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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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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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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

A friend called me and asked if I would come over. He’d been having some thoughts and just needed to talk. So, of course, I hurried right over, not knowing what it was that was on his mind. We’ve been friends for only a few months, and he knows a little about my life before the transformation, but I wondered if those were the kinds of questions he would ask.

I sat beside him on his couch, and he looked so nervous. I think he was even sweating. “So, Alexus,” He cleared his throat and looked down at his lap. “I think I’m just a little bi-curious and was wondering if, umm, maybe, I could just…” I nodded, trying to help him get the words out. “If, if, if I could just suck your cock a little bit? To see if I like it! I’m just a little curious, is all; not gay, though!”

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

After lunch it was time for our wine tasting excursion. We all piled into the limo with the driver and the tour guide. They drove us out to the wine country where rolling hills of grape vines stretched as far as the eyes could see. The wineries were each more beautiful than the last. Some were very sleek, modern, and massive. While others were very old world, tuscan, and charming. I lost count of how many we stopped at. But at the last one we actually got to stomp grapes. They had men there to help us get into the barrels and hold our hands while we stomped. Being at the end of our wine tour, they realized we had already done plenty of tasting. So they held on tight as we climbed in, two girls per barrel. I didn’t expect for the grapes to feel so good popping between my toes and releasing all of their juices all over my feet. The more I stomped, the wetter I got. And I’m not talking about my feet. I was getting so turned on.

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Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

God, I have to tell you about the hottest beach day I’ve ever had. Candy Call Girl Jamie was recently in San Diego, and I invited her to spend the day at the beach with me so I could get to know her better. I love her little punk rock attitude, and after a few two-girl calls, I had to discover if she sucked cock the same way she described doing it.

It was a little awkward at first. Understandably! We’ve fucked on the phone, but this was the first time we’d met in person. Her petite body was driving me wild! From the first “hello’s”, it was hard for me to keep my erection under control. We carried our things down the sand, and once everything was set up, I sat on the blanket. The little cock tease stood in front of me to strip off her bathing suit cover.

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Nadia 1844-332-2639 ext. 377

I just left my wax appointment, and my skin is feeling silky smooth, soft, and dangerously sexy. Now I’m headed to Sephora to spoil myself a little — picking up irresistible perfumes, glossy body oils, and lotions that leave my skin glowing and touchable. There’s something so addictive about smelling delicious, feeling confident, and knowing every inch of me is soft enough to tempt wandering hands. When I got to the store, I knew exactly what I wanted —- a perfume that would make someone lean in closer, a body oil that would leave my skin shimmering under dim lights, and a lotion soft enough to make hands want to linger. The second I walked through the doors; the smell of expensive perfume wrapped around me like temptation. I tested fragrances on my wrists, letting each scent melt into my skin while imagining late-night kisses against my neck. I needed to find an ass scrub so my lovely tush could be smooth and shine bright. One perfume smelled sweet and innocent at first… until the deeper notes settled in, warm and sinful. That was the one. By the time I reached the checkout counter, my basket was full of little luxuries that made me feel irresistible.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Ryan is ready for me to plow his ass, but this time we are going to change it up. I’m going to wear my strap-on while I lay down and Ryan gets to ride me. Let’s see if he can handle this ride!

I have my purple monster dildo attached and I’m laying in bed, ready to be taken advantage of. Ryan walks down into the basement and is ready to take me for a ride. He knew he’d be a sweaty mess afterwards, so he strips all his clothes off. I love fucking a little bitch that can’t handle my stick, let’s see how Ryan does.

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You'll Never Fuck a Woman Again

Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

I knew what would happen as soon as you pulled down your pants. That embarrassingly small clit peeks out at me, and I burst into laughter. It was obvious you needed to become pussy-free. I mean, why would you want to continue being such a fucking disappointment to every woman you try to sleep with?

Don’t worry, though. Just because you’ll never fuck a woman again, it doesn’t mean you won’t be having lots of sex. Lots of sex where you ARE the woman!

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Just My Finger

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Mmm, I know you’re nervous. You’ve never been with someone like me. All those confusing thoughts swirl in your head, making it difficult for you just to enjoy the pleasure I can bring you. Are you a faggot if you let me fuck you? Are you gay if you cum in my mouth or only if you swallow my cum?

Stop thinking and watch me suck your cock. From my knees, I look like any other girl you’ve been with. Soft lips, a wet tongue, hungry eyes staring up at you. The only difference is when I slip just a finger into your ass, it’s to open you up for my shecock.

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