Category: erotic story

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Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

When I sit in our candy playroom I cannot seem to get away from the questions on if I am as dirty as I seem to be. Doubt floods these stupid boys minds. What kind of dominating bitch would I be if I couldn’t make you fall to your knees with the snap of my fingers? That’s the great thing about being as commanding and dominating as I am. Never do I not get what I want. Boys falling over themselves when I speak to them is very normal for me to deal with. And it only fuels my desire for power over them.

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naughty babysitter

Jenna (844-332-2639) Ext 304

Naughty babysitter is the job I was offered. I’ve began to suspect my neighbor is a submissive panty whore. My neighbor asked me to baby sit his little ones during his night off from work. He said he had plans to go bowling. I decided to wear something sexy so that I would be the only thing he could think about during his night out. Maybe I can inspire him to knock down all 12 pins in a row. I decided to wear a sexy schoolgirl outfit. I wore a white button-up shirt, yellow plaid tie, and a short yellow plaid mini skirt to match. My hair was in pigtails so that I looked like the perfect naughty babysitter to play with.

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wood

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna went to the hardware store to pick up some supplies. There she stumbled upon a gentleman who worked there and was sawing some wood for customers. It was then that she got a bright idea in her mind. She asked the man for prices on different types of wood and cuts, she tried to bargain with him by letting her bra strap fall to the side of her shoulder and even sat on a pile of expensive lumber, showing off her lace top stockings.

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BBC

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

A wife and husband’s marriage had gone cold. They used to fuck every day in the house, sometimes three times a day, but time had taken its toll on them. The husband begged and pleaded with his wife, but she just wouldn’t put out anymore. There was no time in between working and arguing. And her husband was having trouble getting it up.

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Hot older nieghbor

Jenna (844-332-2639) Ext. 304

I found a hot older neighbor, Sam, who lived down the street from me, and he had a nasty foot fetish. I had gone out and bought some new high heels. My pretty pink manicured toes made him look twice at me, as I would teasingly walk by in my short white skirt and tight top. I could have sworn that I saw him drooling while gawking at me. I decided to introduce myself: “Hi, I’m Jenna, your new neighbor. I don’t believe I have had the chance to introduce myself yet. May I come in?” He eagerly let me inside, and his boner was huge inside of his pants. I knew I had won him over already. I was going to tease him and break my hot older neighbor.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Part two 

“Take it, Francie.” I willed my eyes to open and inhaled a full breath. The sun was shining bright in the room, and I realized I was in my bed. Surrounded by my big white pillows and comfy bedcovers. The pain of the nightmare was gone, and there was only him. The same steel-grey eyes of my dream, but now they were soft, kind, and loving.

He was on top of me, kissing my neck and cooing sweet nothings in my ear. “You’re safe. There is no pain. It was just another dream.” It took a moment to register his words. We weren’t in the kitchen, and he wasn’t punching me in the chest.

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sissy slut

Jenna (844-332-2639) Ext 304

Fun sissy slut experimentation has really turned me on lately. I have found my own personal sissy slut. She likes to be humiliated and I enjoy degrading her in the most degrading way possible. I bought sissy slut Lacy the cutest outfit to put on. I was going to explore my dominant side and she was going to be my whore whom I could do whatever I liked with.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

You didn’t really know what to expect when you came here. I mean, a guy like you at a gloryhole? Good thing nobody is going to see your face. They’ve gotten way more private with these kinds of things. Situated at the back of that adult video store you can’t believe hasn’t shut down yet. It’s funny how these things just stay running. But your mind is on the gloryhole right? You take that thick cock out of those jeans once you get to the wall. Thinking about who might be on the other side. But you probably will never know.

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Jenna (844-332-2639) Ext 304

It’s your girl Jenna and I have found the perfect guy to have some mutual masturbation phonesex with. For starters, he likes young barely legal girls like me who have been trained to be dirty family sluts. I’ll start first by being an obedient tease taking off my clothes and giving him a playful seductive look. As I’m stripping off my flimsy little nightgown I start to play with perky tits and lick my lips while making eye contact with him. He gives me a stern look as if to warn me but, I don’t care. As I am determined to be in control of this dirty little session.

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Taking Something I Can't Have Pt3

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Pt2

I told the hostess we had arrived, and she led us to a back booth, one dimly lit and far away from the rest of the crowd. I requested this spot when booking the reservation. It was somewhere we’d have to sit close as we enjoyed dinner, and I convinced him to loosen his moral compass for only one night.

I slid into the booth, which allowed me to face the rest of the restaurant. Then patted the seat next to me, “Don’t make me sit all alone.” He looked at the seat for a moment, weighing the options. Sitting so close, he knew, was dangerous. I could see him calculating a way to sit across from me. He popped the center button on his suit jacket, and I purred wickedly, “Unless you’re afraid you can’t handle it and will wanna fuck me tonight instead of your wife.” His false bravado had him laughing casually as he sat beside me.

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