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Tiny Gross Girl

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Boys can get off on some wild things. This one, in particular, likes to make me his tiny, gross girl. He loves it when I’m gassy and blech for him. Burping up whatever is in my little body for him to breathe in and get off to. He’s been begging for me to let the gas out in another direction, and I’ve been refusing for a long while. I mean, come on, girls don’t fart! Right? At least not in public or in front of boys.

He wants it so badly, though, that he tricked me. He dressed me in a super-sexy dress and high heels, then took me to a fancy Mexican restaurant. We ordered tepeches and the amount of rice and beans! My stomach was rumbling before we even got to dessert!

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

A message pings on my screen. “Hi, I’m Tim. I’ve never done this before. Can I pay you to tell me what to do?” His profile was bland. Just a blurry photo of a shaggy-haired man in a wrinkled shirt. Beta. The kind who needs a leash. Perfect. Findom is a game of hunger and humiliation, and I play it well.

He arrives at my door, nervous, clutching a duffel bag like a shield. “I-I just wanted to help,” he stammers, handing me a thick envelope of cash. I smirk. “Strip,” I order. He hesitates for a moment, then peels off his clothes layer by layer, revealing a wiry frame.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna had a secret crush on her brother-in-law. She imagined what it would be like to fuck him behind her sister’s back. After all, her sister was a vanilla. And Anna, well, she was always a dirty girl deep down.

Anna went to a local dirty motel and called her brother-in-law.  She told him that she needed to talk and instructed him on where to meet her. She undressed in the room and waited on the edge of the bed.

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

My hubby proved himself a devoted and submissive partner all year long.  Which meant he deserved a particularly special treat to start off the new year.  So, I picked out a deep dark stud for myself to surprise hubby the afternoon of New Year’s Day.  When I walked through the door with my handsome black friend, hubby’s eyes lit up with excitement and lust.  “Happy New Year!” I announced and leaned down and kissed him passionately.  Then I told him to get his ass in the bedroom and into his cuck chair for a special afternoon.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

The rain hammered against the pavement as Zoey and I huddled under the awning of the laundromat, with our work panties clinging to our skin. Twelve-hour shifts at the brothel left us reeking of sweat and cum, and our pussies were chafed raw. “Remember the ad we posted?” Zoey whispered, her breath fogging in the cold. “Seeking detail-oriented individual for personal cleaning duties. Must be hygienic, patient, and open-minded.”

Hugo answered within the hour. He arrived in a hoodie two sizes too big with eyes the color of storm clouds. “You wanted someone for cleaning services?” he’d asked, staring at our soiled panties. We’d nodded, leading him to the laundromat’s back room. It was nohing more than a narrow closet with a rusted sink. “It’s a ritual,” I said, stripping out of my panties. “We need someone clean to do it.” His hesitation lasted three seconds. “I’m good with details,” he mumbled.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

We’ve all heard the saying… “New Year, New You”. And we all know that we should be putting our health and self care first every day. But we feel guilty if we don’t. So we use the start of a new year to resolve to prioritize taking care of ourselves better. Men often put everyone else’s needs before their own. In many cases they are the main or sole financial provider for the family. That’s a lot of stress to carry day in and day out. So their career and job issues weigh heavily on them. Men are solution oriented. They feel like they have to “fix” everything and everyone. That’s a huge, constant burden. So it’s of utmost importance that men take care of themselves. You can’t be at your best for everyone else around you if you don’t take care of your needs first. So next time you feel guilty about taking care of yourself, Don’t! You should feel guilty if you don’t take care of yourself. After all that you do, you deserve to be happy. You deserve a healthy outlet for your stress. And having orgasms regularly and often has so many health benefits!

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

It’s time for me to make my New Year’s resolution!  This year I resolve to be less of a slut.  I had about 670 sexual encounters last year.  I’m so ashamed of myself.  I promise that I’ll be pure and platonic this year.  No more fucking behind the stairs at the bar.  I resolve to refrain from fucking strangers in the back seat of my car.  I’ll be squeaky clean and well behaved for 2026.

Oh, who am I kidding?!?  You know I’m fucking with you.  My REAL resolution for 2026 is to be an even BIGGER slut than I managed to be in 2025!

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I smooth my black corset, the red lace trim catching the dim light. Tonight is New Year’s Eve, but there’ll be no drinks for me. The only thing on my menu tonight is the sound of surrender. Liam arrives at 11:59pm. His breath fogs in the cold air as he knocks. I let him in. He wears the plain gray shirt I told him to wear. No collar yet. Not tonight. Not until the clock breaks.

My room is a cathedral of shadows. Candles flicker on the floor. Their wax pools underneath them like dark hearts. The air smells of fear. Liam’s favorite song plays on loop. Clair de Lune, the keys falling like rain. I watch him shiver. He knows what to do. “You know the rules,” I say. My voice is soft. He nods as I tie his hands behind his back with the red ribbon I saved for this night. My favorite color. It matches the little scars on his wrists from last year’s celebration.

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Rachel 1*844*322*2639 Ext 457

I couldn’t believe that Mrs. Martin came into work! We were doing a dance on the bar. It was western night. So we were wearing little crops, extremely short, cut off jean shorts, cowgirl boots, cowgirl hats, and pigtails. The place was packed and the guys were going wild. But there was someone at the back of the room that looked very out of place. She was by herself and actually seemed nervous. That’s when I realized that it was Mrs. Martin. Then I started wondering why she was there. I started getting really nervous. She had no idea I worked there. And I didn’t want her to know. She was like an aunt to me. And I knew she would tell my mom. I was so mortified. But I was stuck up there on the bar. I tried to tilt my hat down to where she couldn’t see my face. But I was so worried that she could tell that it was me.

When the song was over, I worked my way into the ladies’ room as quickly as possible. My heart was racing and I just needed a place to hide out for a moment.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Little Anna was playing with her big Cousin. They were playing with his toy cars and race track. She kept whining that he wouldn’t give her a turn on the track, but the truth was, he was scared she might break it.

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