Stephanie 844-33-CANDY Ext 454

I could see both movers unloading the truck through my kitchen window. Greg & Kev, hired through a service suggested through my leasing agent. I sipped my coffee as I watched them tackle my king sized bed. They came around and entered the front door. With the mattress still in their hands Greg asked “where would you like us to put the bed?” “In the bedroom, sorry I’ll go open the door for you” he nodded smiling at me.

I smiled back as I passed him and opened the bedroom door. I stood inside the bedroom holding the door as they entered. “Nice bed, is all of this yours?” Kev asked. “Yeah you don’t ask a lady that” Greg said sharply. I giggled. “Yes it’s all mines” “you live alone?” Kev asked as they set the bed up against the wall. “Yep” “No boyfriend?” Kev replied quickly. “hey, cut it out” Greg barked. “No it’s alright.” I said softly. They both stared at me with a certain look of curiosity. “Would you guys like some water or something?” I asked to break the silence. “Yeah that’s not a bad idea” Greg said after clearing his throat.

I walked to the kitchen grabbed two bottles of water and returned. My bed was lying flat on the floor. Kev was sitting on the edge while Greg stood leaning against the wall.

 

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My hot girl summer was off to a great start. It was my first day at my new job. I was excited but nervous as well. I’ve never waited tables before. But everyone says this place is just about looking cute in the skimpy little outfits. And being flirty with the customers, of course. But when I got there, it was a different manager. The manager that hired me was off that day. Instead it was a female manager. I could tell from the moment I walked in that she was a bitch. She looked me up and down then turned her nose up. I can’t stand it when people judge me before they know me. I’m a very sweet person. Always kind and compassionate, until you give me a reason not to be. But it was so obvious that she had issues. Women that have low self esteem and lack confidence lash out. They take their insecurities out on other women. They can’t control their jealousy. And it turns them into cold, harsh bitches. That was the last type of woman I wanted to work with. But at least all of the other girls were very sweet and supportive.

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Carina 1844-332-2639 ext 293

I saw you watching me from across the bar. You didn’t smile. Not even a wave. You just… stared. Confident. Unapologetic. Like you already knew exactly how the night would end.

So when I slipped away to the hallway near the restrooms, I wasn’t surprised when you followed.

You didn’t say a word. Just pressed me up against the wall, your hand sliding up my thigh, your breath hot against my ear.

“You really shouldn’t follow strangers,” I whispered, but my body betrayed me — hips arching into your touch, my lips parting on a gasp.

“I’m not the one in danger,” you murmured.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Welcome to Stripper Confessions. Where I take you behind the scenes of my back-in-the-day stripper days where money was tight and rent was due.
FLASHBACK……

DJ Dollar Bill was on the mic tonight for Titty Tuesday’s and it was a packed house. “Welcome to the Player’s Club! Fellas, get ready to lose yourself tonight! Coming to the stage is the one and only, ‘Trinity’!! She’s got the moves, the curves, and the kind of energy that’ll have you spending that last dollar! You know they say diamonds are a man’s best investment. So lean in, throw it up and show some love for the baddest in the building.”

The bass from the speakers pulsed through my body as I strutted across the stage. With every slow, deliberate step, I could feel their eyes devouring me, undressing me. I wrapped my fingers around the pole, my velvet mixed skin shimmering under the neon glow lights. I whined my hips, rubbed my big breasts, and shaked my ass, seductively peeling off each piece of my clothing, strip teasing the crowd. Twirling around on the pole like a ballerina who had lost her way. My plan was to make 10k tonight. I was Continue reading “Stripper Confessions: Part 1”

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Ah, the quickie. Those stolen, secret moments of passionate intimacy snuck in during an otherwise mundane day. The surprise grab, the fumbling hands, the urgent coupling – it’s a delicious indulgence that never fails to get my heart racing and my juices flowing.

My lover knows just what to do. One minute we’re going about our day as usual, the next he’s pressing me up against the wall, hiking my skirt, and yanking down my panties. I barely have a chance to catch my breath before he’s undoing his pants and burying himself deep inside my eager cunt. There’s no preamble, no build up – just pure, unadulterated sex.

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Roxy (844) 332-2639 Ext 414

Let’s Chat… Cum get to know me in the Chatroom on Mondays and the occasional Friday. I would love to get to know you better. I’m also available for calls whenever my light is on. So next time you’re lonely or horny, cum look for me. I’m always wet and ready. Working as a dancer at the club can be very sexually frustrating. So when I need to cum, I turn on my light. That means if you see it on, I’m over here playing with my pussy. I’m waiting for you to call. I don’t want to cum alone. So I will edge and drip until you call me. Mmmmm, I love the way I taste. I wish you could taste me. But you can see how wet you make me. If we have a session, I will send you a pic of how turned on I am. I just want to cum with you. When I hear you stroking your cock, I get so freaking wet. Then when you start to moan, my clit starts to tingle. And then when you start yelling my name as you cum, I give in to the intense build up.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Happy New Year from your favorite slut! I wanted to start off the new year talking about what I love most in this world – getting pounded with some serious dick! Oh yeah, I’m a slutty girl through and through. I’m not ashamed to admit how much I crave having my pussy stretched out by a nice big cock.

I love the feeling of being so stuffed full of that thick meat. My body was made to take cock and I never get tired of riding a nice hard waving manhood on a regular basis. I’m talking multiple times a day, every single day of the week – that’s how much I need it. I’ll take it slow and sensual or fast and rough, either way I just want to be used as a toy for men to enjoy.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’m back from college for winter break and things are heating up in more ways than one. While Mom and Dad thought I’d be content lounging around the house, I had other plans – namely, hooking up with my dad’s BFF, Andy.

I know, I know – banging your dad’s bestie is so sketch. Totally taboo. But hear me out. Andy has always been THAT guy – you know, the sexy older dude who radiates raw, animal magnetism. All that salt-and-pepper hair, those piercing blue eyes, that rugged jawline… Fuck, even picturing him makes me wet.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

This weekend I found myself in a diaper emergency! It’s Christmas time and I’m at a festive holiday party with my boyfriend Jake. It’s been a magical evening so far, with delicious eggnog, twinkling lights, and the faint scent of pine. Jake has been having a bit too much fun though, knocking back cocktail after cocktail.

Our host, my friend Holly asks me how my night is going. I sigh. “He’s been holding his drinks about as well as a toddler. I’m afraid he’s going to have an accident if we don’t do something.”

I hear a distinct splashing sound. I whirl around to see Jake, a goofy grin on his face, standing in a spreading puddle. Mortified, I rush over and kneel down.

“Jake! Oh no! Quick, go change into your spare clothes from the car!”

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’m 100% Daddy’s free use brat. Like, no hesitations, no games, no boundaries. My pussy is yours for the taking whenever you want it, and I’ll always be ready to serve it up like the good little bratty girl I am.

Sure, I might mouth off and act a hot mess sometimes, but that’s just my attitude. Deep down, I live for the thrill of being used and loved by a strong, dominant man like you. There’s something so hot about pushing your buttons and watching you lose control, all while I’m writhing in ecstasy on your cock.

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