Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Last Christmas, I stayed at my mom’s new place with her and my stepdad. She has a super tiny apartment with only one bedroom and bathroom, so I slept on their couch. My mom woke me up as she was bustling around the kitchen. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes when I asked her what she was doing.

She told me she was getting ready to run down to the bakery. It only opened for a few hours on Christmas morning and sold the best honey buns. They are my stepdad’s favorite, so she wanted to get fresh, warm ones for him to enjoy this morning. She kissed me on the forehead while jangling her keys from her pocket and said she’d be back in an hour or two since the line was bound to be around the block already.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

Thinking back, and for some, the tightest bond has to do with just being around family. Such fond memories thinking about the good times me and little one used to have in our younger years. We would run around and play like little ones do. And then we would have sleepovers sometimes during the weekend because well, those times we just had each other to play with. We would make these really fun blanket forts, and pretend that our authority figures were going to find us and do something, so we would protect each other from the outside forces.

Little one was so protective of big Sis Tessa; such a good pre-cursor to the creature he turned into as he got older. He would look at me, and hold me whenever I got scared. And I felt so much like nothing bad could ever happen to me, ever, when he held me tight.  He would say, “Don’t you ever worry big Sis. When I’m with you, no one will ever hurt you, ever”. And I believed him to the core of my body. He would never ever let anyone hurt me.

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TAKEN BY SURPRISE

I know he had to be to work by 7 AM sharp  and this was the fourth night in A ROW going to sleep without atleast rubbing my kitty a little. Not even a middle of the night hard on “LATE NIGHT SPECIAL”.I tossed and turned periodically through the night deprived.  Until I tossed the last time and checked the clock, it was 5:45 AM. I inched up close to him and took in that sexy manly smell I loooved coming off him, then began to slowly start brushing my hand up against his manhood. I couldn’t Continue reading “TAKEN BY SURPRISE”

Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

Mistress Tessa loves making you feel ALL the feels. And it DOES feel so good, doesn’t it? Spanking you with a wooden paddle; is there anything like it? I know I never want to stop. First, I start slowly with 1 spank, then 2. And by the 3rd, I start to lose my mind just a little. There comes this feeling from the 3rd that I can’t quite put my finger on, but it’s there. The tears from my eyes are all real; the exhilaration that I get from getting YOU OFF.  I would guess yours are much more gratifying. With each moan that you shudder, each tear that drops to the ground, remember I also feel it second-hand. And with every gasp that you take, it lets me to know to keep going further, or to slow it down if even at all.

Your butt looked as plump as can be, getting redder by the minute. It only made sense to continue. You started sticking it out more and more. I mean, who in their right mind would stop at that point? Oh wait… but who in their right mind would ask for such a thing.

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Are you backed up baby, come to Trinity.
you will always find yourself cumming back for more when that feeling starts to rise.
I’ll have you closing your eyes and having flashes of us taking advantage of each other on the way to that sweet release.

You’ll sink down in that comfy couch, work chair or seat in your car tickling the head of your cock and stoking to the smooth sexy sound of my voice. You will caress every part of me from my perky hard nipples down to my hips and juicy center. Me breathing in your ear with every sensation climbing higher and higher. You’ll picture yourself thrusting in and out of me, while my sweet hot juices drip onto you, me cooing in your ear Daddy keep going, please don’t stop as we get closer and closer to that intense hard release. Continue reading “IN NEED OF RELEASE”

 

Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I’ve always been a party girl and I’ve always been the life of the party. I liked to hang out and smoke with guys when I went to parties, I never had my own and if I dressed slutty, I knew I would always be able to ask guys for some. 

By this point in time, Tommy and I had been hooking up in secret for a bit. It was funny because in all the years I had known Tommy and fantasized about finally being able to taste and receive his big cock, I had no idea how tiny his cock was. 

The very first time he fucked me, he told me I would like it, because even though all my holes are so tight, Tommy has the smallest cock I have ever seen in my life. I’m not exaggerating, his cock is tinier than my pinky finger. His fingers are bigger than his cock when it’s hard. 

So he and I are smoking at this party, sitting there and laughing and chatting. He turns to me and I think he’s about to kiss me, but instead

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Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
One of my favourite things to do this time of year is to walk down to get a specialty holiday coffee from a cafe. And I do it often! But the little barista that takes my order is so funny! Sometimes I see a guy out in the wild and I can’t help but think, “My god! A sissy!” They are just too easy to spot. And this barista is no exception. That overdone hair, submissive stare, can’t even see the bulge in his pants! I was grabbing my latte a little later than normal the other day and left as he was leaving his shift.
 

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

 

There is a part of me that appreciated being younger and innocent, though was I ever truly innocent? Was I always a pre-made slut in training? From such a young age, I was wearing crop tops, short skirts, and bending over. My panty of choice during those outfits would have been some cute white panties of course. Well, Mommy is the one who bought me those outfits, even if sometimes I did ask nicely for them. She’s the one who taught me that there is a kiss, and then there is a passionate, “real” kiss. Tongue seems to make everything so much more fun.

Thinking back on those fun days, making the boys squirm just because I was being me, and nothing more than a pre-primed whore was fun. I’ll never forget the feel of the inebriation of what too much to drink brought on. That’s when the slut in me would cum out to have more fun.

Now that I’m older, I’m in full MILF slut mode. What does that even mean? I never left what Mommy helped create, I just evolved into something much much naughtier. There is something that drives my pussy, in sticking out my tongue, shoving it in your mouth, and then sucking on yours.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext 445

When I found out you were jerking off in the shower,  it did something to me. At first I couldn’t understand why. Why does he need to stroke his cock when he knows I’m more than happy to suck him dry. Tessa’s a dirty, thirsty girl. Well then, a switch went off inside me one day, and instead of being completely repulsed, it did the opposite. I started enjoying it. And I didn’t just look forward to these moments. This became Tessa’s wishful shower play time.

I wanted so badly to tell you to stroke your man meat harder so that I could enjoy it more. That it turned me on so bad that I only wanted more. But reality hit, and the thought of me saying anything to you, felt terrifying. I couldn’t risk you stopping.

One day while you went to go take a shower, I plopped myself into bed, naked. I could hear you pumping on your dick. My pussy was getting wet. My fingers started meandering around my soft shaved cunt. I started moaning, my legs spreading out to make way for more meandering around my pussy hole.

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Tessa 844-322-2639 ext. 445

You walked into the room for your 1st Sex Therapy session with Tessa.  You had this immediate frustrated look on your face, and demeanor as a whole. It gave me this innate feeling that we were going to delve into some tough terrain.  I knew something was up, or down more like it. You walked inside with your head down, which seemed to portray some type of shame or sadness.

I asked, “Hi! So let’s talk a bit about what has brought you here”. And then the walls started cumming down on you.  They were imploding. It was your time to be in the spotlight. You knew that at some point you were going to have to talk, it just felt so painful. I could sense it. You finally brought yourself to say, “My wife caught me jerking off one day in the shower, and has refused to have sex with me since”.

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