Carina 1844-332-2639 ext 293

You picked up just in time. My voice is already dripping with need.

“Mmm… I was hoping it would be you.”

I’m lying on the couch, completely bare, one leg draped over the edge, my fingers already tracing slow, lazy circles over my thighs. The air is thick with anticipation. I’m aching — and the second I heard your voice, it got worse.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day. Every time I touched myself, I imagined it was you.”

My breath hitches as my fingers slide higher, just grazing that slick, sensitive spot I’ve been teasing nonstop. I let out a soft gasp — just for you.

“Do you want to know what I’m doing right now?”

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

I didn’t think I had any kinks…until he brought them all out of me. When we first got together, I thought I was pretty vanilla. Sex was good—but it was routine. Safe. Then he started testing boundaries. It began with a blindfold. Then ropes. Then something called a Wartenberg wheel that made me shiver in ways I didn’t know were possible.

“You’re more open than you think,” he whispered, tracing the cool metal over my nipples. He was right. Because once I gave in, I couldn’t stop. We explored everything. Wax dripped onto my thighs while I was gagged and tied to the bed, vibrating toys pressed to my soaked clit until I was begging. He had me try on latex. Fishnets. Collars. At first, I laughed. But then I looked in the mirror—makeup smudged, skin flushed, legs spread wide—and I didn’t recognize the woman staring back. I saw someone wild. Free. And dripping with filth.

We experimented with impact play. Feet. Roleplay. Choking. Public teasing. I started texting him during work, asking what toy to wear under my clothes. One night, he whispered, “Try the plug tonight. I want you warm and stretched before I get home.” Continue reading “I Didn’t Think I Had Any Kinks…Until….”

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

My Daddy learned an SPH lesson and this is how.  Daddy snuck up to my room for the first time last night.  At first, I felt excited.  Here he was, my Daddy, to make my fantasies a reality.  He slipped into my bed and began to kiss and touch me in all the right places.  Daddy knew I wasn’t a virgin.  So, he wasn’t disappointed when he slipped inside me.  But I was disappointed because Daddy’s cock was tiny!  I didn’t say anything right then, I let him do his thing, kiss me, and head back to his bedroom.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

He fucked me before check out. He didn’t even knock—just swiped the keycard and walked in like he owned the room. I was still in the hotel robe, loosely tied, the faintest drop of wine on my bottom lip. I met his stare and smiled. He knew what that meant. Without a word, he dropped his bag and came to me like he was starving. His hand slid around my neck, lips crashing into mine. My robe slid off my shoulders, exposing nothing underneath. I hadn’t worn panties on purpose. I wanted his hands on me the second he walked in.

He pushed me back onto the bed, parting my thighs with his knee, eyes locked on mine as he trailed soft kisses down my collarbone, the curve of my breasts, then lower. I could feel the heat between my legs grow unbearable as his tongue teased along my inner thigh—so close I almost begged. And then he tasted me. Slow at first, like he wanted to savor every moan, every twitch of my hips.

I reached down, threading my fingers through his hair, pressing him deeper into me. His tongue flicked, circled, then flattened against me, the pressure Continue reading “Fuck Me Before Check Out”

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

I let some random guys drain their balls by running a train on me last night at my party. They fucked this sweet black twat so good. There were so many different cocks in all my fuck holes. Big cocks, small ones, some guy even had a curve. I felt like I was a filthy whore serving my life’s purpose.

On my knees deep throating and gagging on hard wood. Getting hardcore fucked doggy style and missionary. Having my asshole creampied like I’m a dirty cum dumpster. The guys were lucky to be fucking a cunt like me. This chocolate box was the life of the party. “Fuck that pussy was so good man!” I dropped my load off in the bitch.”

I could hear a few of the guys chatting in the background while I’m still getting fucked by the last bit of guys. It made me smile because I knew I was getting the job done. I always wanted to be a part of a gangbang but never had the courage to do so. So I went the traditional way. I threw a party and invited only guys. Haha! Leave it up to a slut like me to think Continue reading “Ball Draining on a Train”

Good Girls

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Have you ever heard the saying before that good girls get what they want? Well I speak from experience and can tell you that it’s true. Us good girls always get what we want, know matter what. And what is it that I want you ask? Well simply, big cocks.

I know I’ve spoken before about how much I love big black cock. But in all honesty, I love ALL big cocks – they don’t HAVE to be black. Good girls aren’t picky with their cock colours. As long as it’s thick and long I’m down to fuck it.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As I lay on the warm sand, soaking up the sun’s rays, I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of how we’d managed this amazing beach vacation. My boyfriend Bob had lost his job a few months ago, leaving us in a financial bind. But being the clever and resourceful mistress that I am, I knew just what to do – turn that disappointing boyfriend into my perfect sissylslut and whore him out to cover our expenses.

It started gradually, with some light crossdressing and feminization. I forced him to wear frilly panties and sheer stockings under his business attire. He was so humiliated, but began to crave the way the silken fabrics caressed his skin and framed his cock and balls. The pink lipstick and garish eyeshadow completed his transformation. My once proud man was reduced to giggling, prancing sissy.

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Too Tempting

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Our neighborhood has rules about skateboarding. They ain’t supposed to doing it. At all. Not on the curbs or sidewalks. The little skater punks are supposed to keep their fucking kickflip at the skate park the city put in by the basketball court but for some reason, they wanna break all the rules and do it on the stairs of my building.

I was just getting home from a late shift when I heard the clattering of boards before I even saw ’em. Loud and annoying as hell. Just as I got nearer, one tall, lanky little fuck came flying at me. He abandoned his board but stumbled and tripped. Smashing himself face first into my fucking tits. Instead of apologizing he just smiled and said, “Damn, Mami, let me help you wiv those bags.”

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 1844-33-CANDY EXT 423

I walk over to you, running my fingers through your hair as I do. “Hello, pet,” I say, my voice low and sultry. You look up at me, your eyes shining with love and devotion. I can see the desire in your gaze, and I know that you’re ready for me.

“Hello, Mercedes,” you say, your voice soft and submissive. I can hear the hunger in your voice, and I know that you’re ready for me to take control.

“Good boy,” I say, my voice full of praise. “I have a surprise for you today.” Continue reading “Let Me Watch You Suck My Friend’s Cock”

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It’s funny that you think your miniscule prick could satisfy me. Look at it. So small and pathetic. You don’t even deserve to look at my pictures, let alone trying to make me cum. Your small penis deserves only ridicule and derision.

Try and make it hard for me. Will I even be able to tell? Doubt it. My thumb is more fulfilling than that scrawny excuse for a cock.

In fact, we shouldn’t even be calling it a cock. It’s a clitty. Your clitty is worthless unless it’s caged and even then you’re lucky that I even consider caging that silly thing.

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