Category: erotic story

VIP Titty Treatment

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

I work at this exclusive club where VIP Titty Treatment is their number one service. Fellas pay a deposit to gain a spot for the night weeks in advance and then show up ready to be pleased. My VIP client for the night arrived, and I met him in the main room. Sexy girls danced on the stages spaced around the outer edges of the room, but he only had eyes for my forty-two triple H’s.

His hand was sweaty when I took it to lead him to the VIP room. Champagne was waiting for him on ice, and I poured him a glass as he looked me over. It was easy to see how excited he was. He’d been waiting weeks to have me smother him in my giant tits.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’ll never forget the night I got my scar. It was a typical Friday night, and my boyfriend, Jack, and I were in the mood for some fun. I wore my silky coffee-colored stockings, knowing how much they turned him on. As soon as he saw me, his eyes lit up with desire. Jack groaned and pulled me closer, his hands roaming over my body. We started to kiss, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, and I knew I wanted him inside me.

We moved to the bed, and Jack started to undress me. He slowly pulled off my shirt, revealing my bare breasts. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs rubbing against my nipples. I moaned and arched my back, wanting more. Jack then moved down to my skirt, pulling it off along with my panties. He kissed his way up my legs, stopping at the back of my knee. He ran his tongue over the silky material of my stockings, making me shiver with pleasure. “I love these fucking stockings,” he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. I moaned in response, my pussy aching for him.

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like

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Like what you see?” I ask, teasing you. “Fuck, Amber. You have no idea,” you reply, your voice husky with desire. You reach out, your fingers tracing a path along the exposed skin of my chest. I shiver, goosebumps rising on my arms. You lean in, your mouth close to my ear. “I could spend all day just playing with these,” you whisper, your breath hot against my skin. I laugh, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the bedroom.

“Well, why don’t you then?” I suggest, my voice dripping with suggestion. I strip off my top, my breasts bouncing free. You waste no time, diving forward and capturing one in your mouth. I moan, my head falling back as you suck and tease my nipple. Your other hand comes up, cupping my other breast and kneading it gently. “Oh, fuck, that feels good,” I gasp, my fingers tangling in your hair.

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Malifica

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Daddy Ron was having a really hard time at work and at home. Mommy Anna was too busy disciplining and spanking the naughty little ones, and so he was feeling very neglected. They didn’t have their date nights anymore and he suspected that Anna might be up to no good. I mean, who was she always on the phone with late at night anyway?

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Harlo 1844-33-candy ext 385

The night started with that slow, simmering tension between us. Above all you looked so good, dressed to tease. For example, even the bellboys at the hotel couldn’t keep their eyes off you. They watched and whispered as we walked through the lobby motel. I noticed, certainly, but I didn’t mind. I love showing you off. Meanwhile, as we stepped into the elevator, I whispered. “They’re watching, you know… wishing they could see more. I love sharing…….. Therefore, I send you up to the room before me and slipped the bell boys a note. Subsequently, I opened the room door anticipating, my attention was on you. Then there was a knock at the door. I answered it, and you look surprised as the bellboys from earlier walked in the door. “ Did you invite them?” You asked surprised. “Yes go ahead,” I whispered. “Give them something to imagine.”

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

This past weekend, I waltzed into an exclusive charity gala at a grand mansion, dressed to the nines in a scandalously tight red dress that barely covered my ass. The dress hugged every curve, my tits practically spilling out of the low-cut top. I was on the prowl for a wealthy sugar daddy to wine, dine and 69 me.

As I mingled and sipped champagne, my eyes locked with a silver-haired gentleman who looked like he could buy a small country. Not the sexiest man, but money is the best aphrodisiac. He introduced himself as Marcus, a “venture capitalist” – code for trust fund baby. I made sure to bend over extra low to refill his glass, giving him an eyeful of my cleavage.

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Pathetic

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Between classes, I snuck outside for a quick smoke. I didn’t have time to grab my coat, so I wrapped my arm around myself and bounced in place. The hot air from my breath puffed in the frozen air, making it hard to tell between smoke and breathing, so I figured I could get away with it so long as no goody two shoes caught me and tattled.

My fingers pinched the butt as I sealed it between my lips and inhaled. I held my breath as a noise behind me caught my attention. Whipping around, I saw Pathetic Patrick shivering behind me. His eyes were glued to my thighs, and his lips were parted in awe. “B-Belle?” I puffed the smoke I was holding in his face, and he whimpered out a moan.

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landscape

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Your hands reach out, exploring the landscape of my body. They trace the curve of my hips, the indent of my waist, and finally, they find their way to my breasts. A soft moan escapes my lips as your fingers graze my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.

I watch as you lower your zipper, freeing your thick, hard dick. It’s a sight that never fails to make my pussy ache with need. I step closer, pressing my breasts against your chest, our skin slick with anticipation. “Fuck, Amber,” you groan as I take your dick in my hand, guiding it between my breasts. The sensation is mesmerizing, both for you and for me. The feeling of your hard length sliding between my soft mounds, coated in a sheen of sweat, is unlike anything else. I look up at you, our eyes locked in a passionate gaze as I begin to move.

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1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

In the quiet hush of the night, your friend’s house is a sanctuary of slumber. I, Mercedes, a teen vision of youth and petite allure of the age of 14, find myself ensconced in a sea of blankets. You, the father of my friend, are supposed to be far removed from this scene.

A shift in the air, a subtle change in the ambiance that sends a thrill down my spine. You stand at the threshold of the room, a silhouette against the moonlit backdrop. Your eyes find mine in the dark, a wordless exchange that speaks volumes.

“You’re a naughty girl, Mercedes,” you whisper, your voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down my spine. “Coming into my house, tempting me like this.”

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“I can’t believe you’re doing this,” I whisper, my heart pounding in my chest as I watch you through the gap in the curtain. I’m standing in my bedroom, completely naked, my body flushed with excitement. I can see you clearly through the window, your eyes fixed on my body as you slowly stroke your cock. You’re wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs, your thick, grey hair sticking up in every direction.

“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” you say, your voice low and husky. “Ever since I saw you bending over in your garden this morning.” Blushing at the memory, my pussy growing wet at the thought of you watching me in my favorite pair of tiny shorts and a crop top, my body on full display as I tended to my flowers. I knew you were watching me, and the thought made me so fucking horny. “Come over, Mr. Gillis” I say, my voice shaking with desire…“I want to suck your cock…Please.”

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