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Cum Receptacle

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

“Open up,” I told the cum receptacle strapped down to my coffee table. The cum covered slut stuck its tongue out just before the hot ropes of jizz spewed from my thick shecock. I stroked till the last drops dribbled free, then slapped my cock head on its tongue. “Suck me clean.” The order was swiftly obeyed. I looked down at the little faggot who’d come crawling to me, begging to be used as a cum rag.

I don’t think they’d planned to be used by so many people, but every good orgy needs a cum receptacle. The slut had definitely gotten what he asked for. His naked body was glazed from face to feet. With his arms tied down by his sides and his knees braced to his elbows so everyone could see how much he loved being covered in cum.

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Pathetic

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Between classes, I snuck outside for a quick smoke. I didn’t have time to grab my coat, so I wrapped my arm around myself and bounced in place. The hot air from my breath puffed in the frozen air, making it hard to tell between smoke and breathing, so I figured I could get away with it so long as no goody two shoes caught me and tattled.

My fingers pinched the butt as I sealed it between my lips and inhaled. I held my breath as a noise behind me caught my attention. Whipping around, I saw Pathetic Patrick shivering behind me. His eyes were glued to my thighs, and his lips were parted in awe. “B-Belle?” I puffed the smoke I was holding in his face, and he whimpered out a moan.

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1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

In the quiet hush of the night, your friend’s house is a sanctuary of slumber. I, Mercedes, a teen vision of youth and petite allure of the age of 14, find myself ensconced in a sea of blankets. You, the father of my friend, are supposed to be far removed from this scene.

A shift in the air, a subtle change in the ambiance that sends a thrill down my spine. You stand at the threshold of the room, a silhouette against the moonlit backdrop. Your eyes find mine in the dark, a wordless exchange that speaks volumes.

“You’re a naughty girl, Mercedes,” you whisper, your voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down my spine. “Coming into my house, tempting me like this.”

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Cumming Without Permission Will Get You Publicly Humiliated

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

As one naughty caller can tell you, cumming without Felicity’s permission will lead you straight to being Publicly Humiliated. He tested this theory by being very naughty. He chose to cum SEVERAL times without asking for approval, and when he told me about it, I dragged him down to the mall.

All of his school friends, the girls he likes and the ones who always poke fun at him, were hanging out in the food court. I dragged him right up to the center stage, where Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny usually sit. Instead, today, it was going to be Mommy Felicity disciplining her naughty boy.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

It’s amusing to me how you selfish boys think only of yourselves. Different boy, different situation, and yet it’s always “Poor me!” “Pitty me.” It’s never your fault for the things that have happened to you. I was on the phone this morning with a man who wanted my help using the elastorator. *Claps hands excitedly* I know, I know, not much help can be given as it’s an easy tool to use, but I digress.

So, we’re on the phone after I help him put the rubber band around the prongs, open them up and stuff his grape-sized balls through; he releases the elastorator and is on his way to losing his sack when I start to ask why he wanted this… and this is where the fun begins.

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Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

After three years of marriage, things have gone stale. Your wife thinks things are fine, but you’ve been aching for something. Needing something to bring back the spark you used to feel. The suggestion of cucking seemed to turn your wife off. She shut down the topic before you could really explain to her how it made you feel.

Weeks had passed since the one and only time you had the nerve to bring it up. After her distaste, you actually pushed the idea so far from your memory it’s like you never had the idea at all. It was a regular Monday, like any other; you didn’t expect her to call you from work. Of course, she never does that, but she begged you to come home.

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Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Early this morning, a horny crossdresser found me in the chatroom and let me know that his wife was asleep, not twenty feet from where he wanted to play with me.

I love to see how filthy slut will dress to impress me, so I told him to get dressed and bring a dildo back to the living room to see if we could be sneaky right there in front of his sleeping bitch. He returned wearing a pink latex thong, an open-back teddy with matching stockings, and five-inch pink high heels. Mmm, color me impressed.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I whimpered as my hands pulled at the red ropes holding my wrists to the bedpost. “Please, just let me touch you.” Sean ignored my pleas and peeled the wrapper off yet another candy cane. My body was covered with the sticky sugar. Two hours ago, he had stripped my body and told me I needed to relax a little. He said he would make me feel so good that all my holiday stress would melt away.

I believed him, and he was kind of right. I wasn’t thinking about work or family drama when he used the hairdryer to melt the candy cane over my nipples. The way the red and white stripes ran over my breasts as they liquified was beautiful. He was slow and meticulous and did not allow me to deviate from his plans.

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Goon-tarded

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

It started out innocent enough; all you wanted to do was jerk off. Not just masturbate, but really fucking enjoy yourself. I know how competitive you are. How badly you wanted to push the limits of your body and its own pleasure. How could you know that the more you edged, the deeper you dove into my hypnosis porn, that you would lose yourself and become Goon-tarded?

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Swooning For Swaybottom

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

The Christmas party was utterly boring until she sashayed into the room. Her dress clung to her curves, making my mouth water and the warm glow of her chocolate skin had me wanting to drink her in like hot Cocoa. I could tell she was shy even though all the light in the room seemed to gravitate toward her. The men clamored around, making her giggle and blush, but when I stepped into her circles of admirers, her dark eyes focused only on me. “Good Evening,” I pressed in tight against her side, with all of the men panting as they watched. “Let me get you a drink?”

Her chin dipped low, and her thick lashes fluttered as she nodded. “What’s your name?” I was close enough to whisper in her ear and feel how her body was reacting to mine. Her rise rose and fell in shallow breaths, but when she looked up at me, lust swirled in the depths of her gaze.

“Samantha Swaybottom,” she murmured, and it was then that I knew… Tonight, Miss Swaybottom would be all mine.

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