Category: body worship

fallout roleplay

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Amber?” he asks. His voice is a little hoarse, as if he’s been rehearsing his lines in the mirror. “Come in,” I say, stepping aside and letting him cross the threshold into my apartment. The hallway is lined with photographs of old, cracked cityscapes. I lead him to the living room, where a single lamp casts a glow.

“I have a role for you,” I begin. “Tonight we’re not just two people. We’re the last two survivors in a fallout bunker and the world above is a radioactive wasteland. The air is thin, the lights flicker, and the only thing keeping us sane is a game of…imagination.”

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

The session started out in my basement as usual. That’s where I come the most alive after all; making all the tiny men and boys submit to me is where I get my Goddess power from. Well, this little twerp’s name was Eric and he was so whiney, always begging to get a piece of my ass or to admire my hot pussy while he jacked his tiny rod.

I usually had to keep him gagged because his voice was just so annoying. He was already down on his knees fully nude and pinching and pulling on his nipples. His feet were tied together behind him, and he was slowly making his way closer to me. I couldn’t believe how pathetic this little man was being right now.

He was asking, “Goddess Melanie, can I please sniff your butt while I jack myself? Let me just admire it.” I let out a loud, strong cackle and said back, “I hate your voice, but god, I love hearing you beg.” I told him he had to work for me more before I let him anywhere near my ass, but he could watch me touch my pussy from ten feet away, no closer.

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Women's Clothing

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639

Skirts, bras, panties, stockings… high heels. It’s time you stopped thinking of these things as “Women’s clothing.” They are for you, too. I mean, they come in your size and look so good on your body. If wearing panties under your work clothing makes you happy, why shouldn’t you wear them?

Don’t you feel more confident when soft, nylon stockings hug your every curve under a pair of your boring jeans?

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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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Turning Johnny Into a Foot Cuck

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

The house party was in full swing, and the couches were packed full of people playing games and drinking. Johnny and I took a seat on the floor by the coffee table. I wiggled up into his lap, and he was playing with my hair when I noticed Molly had her feet on the table. Johnny gets so horny for stocking feet, and I wondered if he was getting excited seeing her little toes wiggle around as she laughed.

I look back at him and reached out for her left foot. My thumb dug up her arch, and Molly moaned. Her little toes splaying out inside her socks. “Molly, your feet are so tiny! What size are they?”  Under me, I could feel Johnny’s cock waking up.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

No man wants blue balls, but for us girls, being a tease is in our DNA. I wanted to ride some more so I walked back up to the stranger, but I made a new rule. “This time I need you to pull my hair or I’m going to stop,” I told him and I meant it.

A good hair pull can make a sexual experience elevate into a passion like no other. His pants were still off and his cock still erect. It wasn’t that much time that had passed by and my pussy was still dripping wet. I was craving an orgasm like nothing else. I walked up to him, straddled him again and slid down on that hard, erect rod.

Up and down I went, starting to moan and really get into it as I grinded on his hips again. The more turned on I was getting, the more I needed to get my hair pulled. As I was moaning, I let out a “Pull my hair!! Pull it NOW!” I need it.

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Nail Day Part Three

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Mimi swept the last brush of shalac over my nails, and I tucked them under the blue light to cure. My shirtless, rock-hard puppet still knelt beside me. My toes teased his pulsing length while the end of his leash rested in my lap. “Ready for your pedicure, Miss?” I pulled my hands free of the light to inspect my new claws. They were perfect, coffin shapes. Long and sharp. I dragged them down Jon’s chest and grinned.

“More than ready.” As I stood, my puppet began to stand as well. I tapped his nose with a long nail and shook my head. “Crawl.”

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Joe came to me, begging for a sexy, sensual ass massage and I was happy to assist. I told him to strip off his clothes, all the way, and to lay down on my bed. He dropped his drawers and pulled his shirt off over his head. He was ready. I ordered him to lay down on his belly, so I had easy access to his back and asshole.

I started by pouring some massage oil in my hand and mixed it up in my hands, so it got warm. My hands ran up and down his back in a sensual way until I slowly found my way to his ass. I gave each ass cheek three sharp spanks and then rubbed out the pain. He begged me not to stop, to keep going. Do you think he knew what was coming next?

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Daddy's Naughty Girl

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

They say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, and that’s so true for my naughty daddy and me. I’m horny all the time, just like him. I always have been. It seems like the older I get, the hornier my daddy is getting for me. I keep catching him sneaking into my laundry hamper and stealing my panties. I just know he’s jerking off into them, and I wish he’d forget the panties and just pump his load into me!

He’s been acting like it’s too naughty for us to fuck, but I know he wants to. He just needs a firmer push from his naughty girl.

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