Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

for B…

I knew he was watching me and I had a lot of fun with it. My second floor bedroom overlooked a small parking lot. This is where he would “hide” watching me. I got home after dark but I still half expected for him to be waiting there, watching. 

I turned on the light in my bedroom and stood in front of the window. I slipped my tank top over my head revealing my purple lace bra. Pilates class was more than rewarding, my body felt loose and limbs elongated. I peered out the window from the corner of my eye…was he there? Watching? 

After slipping my booty shorts down to my ankles, making sure to face my tight little ass towards the window. I stood slowly and then slipped my silk panties off. I turned, now facing the window again. My little pussy totally bare, I used my hands to run them over my thighs then slipped them behind me to remove my lace bra.

After taking off my bra I stood cupping my breasts before sliding my hands through my hair removing my hair tie.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I’m what they call an Amazon, a Giantess, towering over most men, especially my own father. Dad? He’s a ‘Little.’ Not just short, mind you, but actually, genuinely small. His head barely reaches my knee, his hands are so tiny they fit perfectly in the palm of my own. In our society, women like me aren’t just leaders; we’re the bedrock, the backbone. We build, we manage, we protect. Men, the Littles, often need assistance. So, when I got my acceptance to the Grand Citadel University, Dad went into a panic.

“Who will help me reach the top shelf, Cory? How will I get to work? Who will even get me into bed at night?” He looked so vulnerable, my tiny dad, perched on the edge of the sofa, his little feet dangling. He offered me the keys to the kingdom, so to speak. “Stay, my dear. You can control the house, the finances. I’ll keep working, of course, but you’ll be the woman of the house.” It was a tempting offer. A sizable allowance sealed the deal. College could wait. Power, and a fat bank account, were right here.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

It was a typical Friday evening, and I was lounging on my couch, scrolling through my phone when Max’s name popped up on my screen. I hadn’t heard from him in years, not since our ill-fated relationship ended abruptly. My curiosity piqued, I answered the call. “Hey, Max,” I said, trying to sound casual. “What’s up?”

“Hey, babe,” he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of desperation. “I just wanted to apologize for what happened between us. I know I messed up, and I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately.” “Max, we both know why we broke up. I just couldn’t deal with your…” I paused for dramatic effect, “micro cock.” Max sighed heavily on the other end of the line. “I know, I know. But I’ve been working on myself, and I’ve been doing a lot of research on how to please a woman. I promise things will be different this time.”

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna always believed that a Spanking a day kept a Naughty boy at bay. She was  tempted to punish and spank her naughty boy EVEN when he was behaving for her. For she knew that it would only be a matter of time, before he was naughty again or that she would catch him doing something wrong.

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MILF Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

I noticed him when I first moved in next door to his house.  He seemed so young and virile.  I caught him staring at my body a few times when I would do yard work.  A plan hatched in my mind.  So, I called him over to my yard and asked him if he’d like a summer job.  He eagerly admitted that he’d love some summer work.  I smiled as he stared at my tits the entire time we talked.  Then I told him to come into the house so we could discuss the terms of his summer job.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Oh man do I love it rough. As I recline on the plush hotel bed, the anticipation is palpable. My latest conquest, a ruggedly handsome man named Jake, towers over me with a cocky grin. It’s obvious he’s eager to claim my body as his playground. And I’m more than ready to submit.

Jake strips off his clothes, revealing an impressive physique and a massive erection straining against his boxers. I lick my lips, my pussy already dripping with arousal. When he frees his cock, it springs out, thick and long, the engorged head glistening with precum.

“Get on your hands and knees, dirty girl,” Jake commands, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. I obey immediately, presenting my ass to him like the fucktoy I am. He wastes no time, gripping my hips and driving his massive cock into my soaked cunt with a forceful thrust.

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You Still Wear Your Mom's Pantyhose

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

I know your secret. Did you know you talk in your sleep? It’s true. After a fantastic night of lovemaking, with my head resting against your chest as you slept, I heard you mumble. I listened more carefully, and what you said was, “Please, Mommy. I won’t wear them again. Don’t spank me.”

Wear them? I thought. What had my naughty boy stolen from his Mommy that caused him to get punished? “What did you wear?” I asked softly, while noting how your cock pulsed to life under the blankets.

“Your pantyhose again.” You tossed your head side to side in your slumber as if you could escape Mommy’s wrath.

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Subby Teen

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

As a subby teen my weakness is a tall, strong man. I know that I come across as an outgoing party girl. But I’m really a sub at heart. Sometimes I love giving up all control to a strong man and being the submissive slut that so many of you have come to know and love.

I’ve always gotten a little tingle in my panties when being told what to do. Even as a younger girl. When I would get in trouble with my parents, I would notice this strange feeling and I couldn’t really figure out what was happening. I was honestly a bit worried but then I got a little older and realized that I was just a horny, subby teen. Once I figured that out all I wanted was to be controlled.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As I walked into the bedroom, I locked eyes with my sissy, dressed in an outfit put together by yours truly, Mistress Diana. Today’s theme was pink and white polka dots, a cute ensemble that accentuated his feminine curves. But what truly transformed the look was the pair of matching panties I made him wear.

It had taken some convincing at first, but my sissy eventually understood that pleasing his Mistress meant embracing this particular kink. Now, he eagerly awaited my approval, his petite frame radiating a mix of excitement and nervousness.

“Darling, you look absolutely stunning today,” I purred, my voice dripping with seduction. “And those panties … perfect choice.”

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I crave the secrets hidden within your mind, the forbidden desires that make you tremble with need. I invite you to confide in me, to whisper into my ear the darkest, dirtiest, most taboo thoughts that set your body alight with primal lust.

No judgment, only understanding and consent. In my presence, you are free to unshackle your repressed longings, to speak them aloud without fear of condemnation. I will listen intently as you confess what makes your cock hard and what fantasies consume you in the night.

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