Category: erotic story

VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, ext. 232

British Cougar On The Prowl – This is the kind of fuck where you would be willing to pay and the beg for the privilege of being in my presence. You are definitely in need of some financial counseling from someone who is knowledgeable in financial fucking. You already know a little about my reputation for financial domination. The fact that I show no fucking mercy is a turn on for you. I am always about the business of fucking you over and believe me, business is good. There are so many pathetic and dare I say worthless men to fuck with.

You obviously can’t be trusted to spend your money wisely. Just look at all of the money wasted on that so called family. They don’t care about you. You are just a meal ticket. As yourself what the return on investment is. Very bad decision making there. That’s why you need me to turn it around.

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Crystal 1-844-332-2639 ext 434

Who doesn’t love a bakery? The smells, the sights, the dicks…oh wait, I’m getting ahead of myself! So I went to the bakery the other day, looking for something sweet.

The pastry chef came up to the front to add a beautiful cake to the glass cabinet. Seeing him, I no longer had a taste for cake. He was smoking hot and I wanted to see if I could get something to rise! The cream filling is my favorite part, after all!

 

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Deviant Phone Sex – click here to read part 1 if you want a little hot refresher. 

I whisper to you to get underneath her as I handcuff her hands behind her back. No distractions at all, no hair, or hands. Now Alison can focus on her body, how it feels, and me, how I look.
I push you down to the floor, with Alison on top of you. You protest. I stick her handcuffed hands around your jumping cock and tell you to enjoy.
Then I kick Alison’s legs open and stand over her. I kick off my stylish winter boots and put two pencil-thin stilettos on. Six inches. Strappy. Metal spikes. Very dominant. Your cock really starts moving.
“Alison,” I say as I lift one foot up, “the quicker you make my man cum the quicker this ends.”

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I could be wearing the most expensive dress or skimpiest lingerie, and the first thing you’d notice is the nylon covering my legs. Wheater I’m wearing soft, black fishnet thigh highs or sheer, suntan nude pantyhose, your gaze drifts right to my legs. Tonight, we’re at a charity function, and you couldn’t care less what dress I’m wearing or what might be underneath because all you can think about is pulling out your cock and rubbing it against my soft nylon-clad legs.

I can see it in your face—the need. You’re so easy for me to read, it’s why I wore them. We sit at the big round table with strangers we’ve never met. The lights dim as the speaker is about to step on stage, and I slip off my high heel. Lifting my leg under the long tablecloth to drape it over your thigh.

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Soul Sucking Succubus Desires

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

A soul-sucking succubus.

Don’t worry, baby. Your soul isn’t the only thing I’ll be sucking. My mouth is made for much more than trash-talking and laughing at your stupid pencil dick.

I enjoy tonguing down every inch of your desires until I locate your weakness. Once I know exactly how to turn you on, I’ll keep you there—edging you to your breaking point. When you do finally break for me, I’ll sit back, smoke a cigarette and laugh.

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Tickle Monster

Tickle Monster xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415

Here you are, looking up at me, looking all helpless. You came over for a drink, how did you find yourself in this predicament? Restraint to the bed, with your hand tied tightly to get, and strapped to the head board. While your feet are cuffed to the bed legs. You couldn’t move an inch even if you wanted to. Being in the girl scouts finally paid off, I have you right where I want you. Sliding my panties off, I step out of them. Picking them up I walk over to you and stuff them in your mouth. Now you can’t move, nor can anyone hear a peep out of you. Picking up my nail file, I file the edges of my nails making sure they’re nice and sharp. I hope you’re ready for the tickle monster, baby. Continue reading “Tickle Monster” →

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Deviant Phone Sex 

You send me out hunting. For something small and delightful. A “cock jumper” I call them, for the way they make your cock bounce. But you’ve been getting a little greedy lately. Too much about you. Not enough about me. And you need me. If you walked up to the local school playground and started chatting up the girls you’d be surrounded by ten police cars in five minutes. You need me, so I set the rules. And today’s rule is our cock jumper gets one request.
I find her easily enough. Red hair and freckles, pale skin, thin legs, no curves, it’s like Pipi Longstocking and little ones n tiaras had a little girl just for us.

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Crystal 1-844-332-2369 ext 434

I’m new here, so I thought why not share a hot fantasy of mine? I just long to be taken advantage of by a sexy dominant man…at the laundry mat!

Every laundry day, I dress up in my skimpiest outfit, just hoping there will be a sexy man there. One day there will be and it will go a little something like this…

I bend down to pull my sexy panties out of the dryer, my tight skirt sliding up my thighs, the bright red thong I have on peeking out, and my pussy lips threatening to slip out.

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Torrence and I went to the club the other night.  As soon as we walked in we both spotted this hot stud that we knew in that moment we just had to share.  So, together we approached and began our seduction of the lucky winner of our attention that night.  He almost gave himself whiplash when we walked up on him one on each side.  I don’t think he knew who to look at first and clearly wouldn’t have minded seeing us up close at the same time.  Torrence and I each put a hand on his thigh closest to us and an arm around his shoulder making sure to press our tits against his shoulders.

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Kylie 1844-332-2639 Ext 373

It 2:35 in the morning and I’m dreaming about you.

All the thing that we should or shouldn’t do.

I hope I’m not wrong for saying this, but I desire you.

Don’t want to make a move too soon.

But I wonder where this could go.

I want to think about it.

I want to talk about it.

I want to see what this could be.

I want to take it there.

But I got you scared.

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