Gifts

breasts

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I’ve had these, ahem, “gifts” since I was a teen. It’s like I had a magnetic field around me, drawing in every male eye within a 10-foot radius. It was both flattering and terrifying at the same time. I’d try to wear loose-fitting clothes to downplay them, but let’s be real, there’s only so much you can do to hide a pair of double-Ds from all of the neighborhood pervs.

The comments started early, too. Everything from “Wow, you must be cold!” to “Do you have trouble finding bras that fit?” But as I got older, the attention only intensified. I’d go to the grocery store and some guy would inevitably stare as if he’d never seen breasts before.

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Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

After my morning coffee, it was time to pull out my smother slave—the one who lives in a box under my bed. The box is on wheels and is so convenient. When I wish to forget I own a slave, I simply shove the drawer-like compartment under my bed and forget about him, but when I wish to use him as my toilet slave, a quick pull, and there he is!

Strapped down on his back inside the box that sports two holes. One for his face and one for his erection. Just the feeling of being pulled from under the bed gets him hard because he knows my ass is soon to follow.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

We were parked at a park late at night where we were the only ones around. I turned and looked at Mike, and he was staring at my hands. I thought that was a little strange, but I knew him so well and I could read his mind. My little naughty friend wanted a fabulous hand job. Did I mention though, he’s itty bitty, so it’s more like a finger job than a hand job, but I liked making him happy!

I started unbuttoning and unzipping his pants so I could get his bitty out and start stroking it. He looked at me with big doe eyes and there were twinkling. He was being so naughty and devious. “You may act like an innocent little goody goody but I’ve heard the way you talk when my hand is in your pants. You’re not even close to innocent,” I said, giggling.

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Under The Snow Moon

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Arm in arm, Anna and I trudged through the freshly fallen powder. Several feet of perfectly unique frozen flakes had drifted from the heavens for days on end, but not tonight. Under the bright light of the Snow Moon, nothing shifted. Only the sounds of our boots shuffling through the pure white layer, which was constantly swallowing up our feet as we moved, and the huff of condensation misting from our mouths could be heard.

The woods were eerily silent under the heavy moon. As if every creature and being were hiding from its exposure. Anna squeezed my elbow tight against her side as she looked up at the face of the moon staring back at us. “This one is powerful.” She turned her gaze on me, and my body trembled, not from fear or cold but from the excitement of the coming ritual.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I think I need a new laptop, because I was trying to work on another project for school, but I had to use my brothers instead. His internet was acting wonky, so I had to clear cache and search history, and boy, what did I find? He was watching all guy porn, where the main guy was getting fucked by a dildo in the mouth and the ass. That made my mind wander and wonder what my brother’s been thinking. But I think I could pull something off that would make him very happy!

It was the next morning, and I went down for breakfast, and my brother John was already down there eating cereal. “I’ve seen your search history. Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to try that?” I asked. He looked at me confused, but then immediately turned embarrassed because he knew what I was talking about. I told him that I had plenty of friends and multiple toys, and I knew we could make his fantasy come to life, if he was brave enough!

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

My subby hubby loves to pamper me before a good hard pegging.  He says it puts him into the right frame of mind.  Last night I knew he was craving my lady cock when he pulled out the pedicure bin.  He pulled off my stockings and set them aside to wash out later.  Then he lifted my feet up onto an ottoman and knelt next to it.

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blowjob

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I’d somehow ended up at a friend’s backyard BBQ, half-listening to a conversation about the merits of different BBQ sauces. That’s when I noticed him leaning against the grill with his shirt sleeves rolled up. His fingers were absently toying with a set of tongs, just as I noticed the sunlight glinting off his wedding ring. Not that I was ogling, of course. I was just appreciating the way his hands moved. When our eyes met, he raised an eyebrow and I froze.

He ambled over, clutching a plate of ribs like a peace offering, and we fell into that classic small-talk rhythm. Compliments on the food, jokes about the humidity, a shared eye-roll at someone’s questionable ketchup-to-mayo ratio. But then, out of nowhere, he asked, “You ever fix a leaky faucet?” and I blinked, because what? “No,” I said, laughing. “I just turn off the water and pretend it’s not dripping.” He chuckled, of course.

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vegas

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Derek knew I wanted to go to Las Vegas. As soon as I answered his video call, he panned the camera outward. The Bellagio fountains erupted behind him, with water arcing under the cold platinum glare of floodlights. “Surprise, my little New York raindrop,” he said. His voice rumbled so low I could feel in my bones. “Close your eyes,” he whispered. “Think of how you looked when you came the last time I touched you.”

I didn’t close my eyes. Instead, I let the image of him fade as the fountains crescendoed, their mechanical thrum syncing with the pulse in my dripping wet pussy. When I looked back, the screen showed not his face, but his body. Drenched in sweat, naked except for the sheen of the Vegas night. His hands slowly traced the curve of his ribs, as if he were sculpting himself out of muscle and clay.

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Ignore Chat

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Abby knelt beside my desk. Dressed in red lingerie with her eight-inch dildo shoved up her pussy. Her panties clung tight to the embarrassingly small sissy clit, so I didn’t have to look at it if I happened to catch a glimpse from my peripherals.

My fingers danced over the keys, entertaining a thrilling roleplay with a real man as Abby panted and hugged onto my ankle. Being ignored turned her on so much.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

When I was at the coffee shop, I saw an old buddy named Andy. We dated for a while and then decided we were better as friends, Friends with Benefits. Well, it had been a while since we played around, so I invited him back to my house and see if we can get back in the groove of things.

I thought it would be best if we went to my bedroom to play around on my king-size bed. I sat down on the edge of my bed and Andy walked closer to me. He started kissing me with tongue and running his hands through my silky blonde hair. I lifted up my arms so he could pull off my silky purple tank top, leaving my perky supple titties bare.

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