Category: Milf

blowjob

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

A good blowjob is more than just an act; it’s a performance, a communion, a journey to be guided through. From the moment the decision is made, a subtle shift happens. My focus narrows, all senses sharpen. There’s a delicious anticipation that builds, a silent understanding passing between us.

I love the ritual of it. Dropping to my knees, the soft thud of fabric on the floor, the shift in power dynamics as I meet his gaze from below. Reaching out, my fingers are already tingling, ready to receive. The first touch is always ginger, a gentle coaxing as I carefully free his cock from the constraints of his pants…shorts…underwear. He’s usually warm, already eager, and the sight of that dick standing at attention, ready and waiting, sends a little pulse of excitement through me.

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julio

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I’ve known Julio since college. We bonded over bad cafeteria food and worse poetry. He was always a bit intense. He felt things deeply, maybe too deeply. So, when he called me, his voice laced with a melange of excitement and shame, I should have been less surprised. “Cory,” he started, the word almost a gasp, “I need to tell you something. Something kinda fucked up.” I braced myself. With Julio, it could be anything from accidentally setting his apartment on fire while trying to flambé bananas to getting into a philosophical argument with an inanimate object.

This was different, though. I could hear it in his voice, that ragged edge of genuine distress. He told me about the photos. An old shoebox he’d found while helping his mother sort through her attic. Candid shots from her twenties, a lifetime ago. She was beautiful, vibrant, radiating a joy that Julio confessed he’d never really seen in her. And, yes, she was with other people. Arms around her waist, laughter on their faces, in various states of undress and even sexual positions, all moments of intimacy frozen in time.

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dudes

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Let’s be honest, my phone rings more than a pizza delivery place. But instead of pepperoni, the requests are a little spicier. Some dudes want to unleash their inner dominant with a BDSM session. Others are curious about exploring their softer side with a lacy panty. And then, there are the ones who cut right to the chase: “Hey, you into pegging?”

Now, I know what you’re thinking. Pegging? Isn’t that, like, weird? Taboo? Something whispered about in hushed tones in the dark corners of the internet? Maybe. But let me tell you, honey, taboo is my middle name. And after years of navigating this particular corner of the pleasureverse, I’m here to tell you, it’s not nearly as strange as people think. In fact, it can be downright fantastic!

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

You crave my tough love, don’t you? There’s no question that you know what you are. You know what you deserve. You’re nothing but a pathetic, worthless worm groveling at my feet. Your cock belongs to me. Your orgasms belong to me. I own you, body and soul.

You need it. You can’t get enough of me degrading you, humiliating you, treating you like the filthy little slut you are. Deep down, you know that’s what you deserve. A real dominant mistress to keep you in line.

You’ll do anything I say, won’t you? Obediently licking my boots, worshiping my divine pussy, servicing me like the subby little bitch I know you are. All for the privilege of maybe, just maybe, getting to cum. If I feel like allowing it.

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abdl

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Let me tell you, being a Mommy, it’s a whole lot of diaper changing and lullabies! I need a man, a real man, to come over and give me the fucking I deserve. Thankfully, I know just the guy who can help me scratch this neverending itch! His name is Jake, and he’s got a body like a Greek god and a smile that could melt butter. “Hey, Cory,” he answers when I call, his voice deep and husky. “What’s up?”

“I’m just so bored at home while my ABDL is asleep,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. “I need a big, strong, hunky man to come over and fuck me hard with his big fat dick.” There’s a pause on the other end of the line, and then Jake chuckles. “Is that right?” he says. “Well, I think I can help you with that.” I give him my address and hang up, my heart pounding in my chest. I can’t believe I just did that. But I’m so turned on, I can barely stand it. I strip off my clothes and slip into something more comfortable –

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

All those years when he would wake me up early on Christmas morning to rush downstairs and see what presents Santa had brought him, I wished he would sleep in. Or at least let me sleep in. But now that little Johnny isn’t so little anymore, I miss the Christmas morning excitement. He always had such joy on his face when he would shake me awake. “Mommy, Mommy!” His little voice would whisper yell. “It’s Christmas; get up! Get up!”

My room is quiet this year after the sun has come up over the snow-covered hills. While I should be grateful that I’m well rested, something just feels like it’s missing. I sneak down the hall to little Johnny’s room and see him still sleeping peacefully on his back. With dreams of sugar plums dancing in his head, I wonder.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As the first leaves began to change and flutter to the ground, ushering in the arrival of fall, I found my mind wandering to the young man who lived next door. Not the balding, middle-aged father, but his handsome college-aged son.

One crisp September evening, I saw the boy unloading boxes from his car after returning home for a visit. I pretended not to notice him as I bent over to adjust my flower pots on the porch, intentionally giving him quite a view. He stumbled and nearly dropped a box, his eyes locked on the generous slope of my breasts.

The next day, I appeared at his door with an apple pie, claiming it was a “Welcome Home” gesture. He invited me in and I made sure to “accidentally” brush against him as I passed by. Our bodies touched ever so briefly, but the spark between us could have lit a fire.

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Jade 844-332-2639 Ext 371

As I was getting ready and parading around the house my nosy neighbor got caught spying on me again. I know he loves peeking through my kitchen windows. So I decided I would play with him. I will have to show this nosy neighbor what happens when you spy on me.

I opened the kitchen window and pretended I needed his help with something in my basement. As we got to the basement I locked the basement door behind us and went down the stairs to meet him. I leaned in into him whispering I know you like watching me. He tried to say something but stumbled on his own words.

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Blow Job

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Any bitch can give a blow job, but it takes a real pro to twist your mind into a mess of tingles using only a tongue. Watch me as I slip between your thighs. Focus on my pretty blue eyes. Notice the way my lips part softly before the tip of my tongue peeks out to lap up your precum.

Letting that clear fluid of your precum puddle onto the center of my tongue. Exhale and watch me.

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Miqala 844-332-2639

It’s time. No more excuses, no more hiding. It’s Confession Time Sissybois. I know you pretend to be manly. How do you do it? Do you have a blue collar job where you have to wear a hard hat? Do you dress up in expensive suits bossing others around? How do you hide the fact that you aren’t really a man? I’ll want to know so we can laugh at your pathetic attempts to come across as ‘normal’.

But you know that secret is eating up up inside. You need to tell someone. Not just anyone, but someone special. Someone who understands sissybois. I understand sissybois. I understand them very well.

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