Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Miss Anna had been assigned a new boss at work. She immediately couldn’t stand him at first sight. He seemed like a real prude. He would correct everything she did, and make her even re-do assignments over and over.
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
He loves to buy me socks and panties. They are his ultimate turn on. Lots of guys are into lacy teddies, leather thongs, and crotchless panties. But not him. He’s all about full cut briefs and cable knee socks. And not just any brand. He’s a connoisseur. The panties are a very specific style and material. They are so thin and silky that it almost feels as if you’re wearing nothing at all. Like a soft embrace, they lightly hug every curve. Oh and the colors! They have so many beautiful, brilliant colors, from light pastels to deep jewel tones. Then there are the prints! From polka dots to florals, there are so many cute ones. And the cable knee socks! Where do I start? The refined, classic cable pattern is timeless and modern. The seamless toe provides a smooth experience like no other. In so many colors, it’s impossible to pick just one. It’s like an addiction. You can’t stop until you have a pair in every color. The perfect and precise blend of materials make for the most buttery soft socks you’ve ever felt in your life.
Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
It felt flattering at first, this intense desire to know me, every corner of my journey. He’d lean in, eyes wide and earnest, asking about the names and faces that came before him. “What was your first boyfriend’s name?” he’d ask, genuinely curious. “How old were you when you lost your virginity? What was that like?” He wanted details, not just broad strokes.
He wasn’t just curious about my experiences; it felt like he was studying them, absorbing every confession. When I mentioned I do phone sex, his interest spiked. “Why did you get into that? What was the wildest thing you ever did with a guy on a call? Or in real life?” His questions were relentless.
1-844-33-CANDY ext 260
Bethany
I was his sultry dominatrix , and he was my sissy submissive slut. Brought him out of his shell, and helped him find confidence. So after a few months of play time, he stated to me that he couldn’t be my sissy slut, because he had found himself a new relationship. I actually had liked him, and I loved the fun we were having to be honest. Brought him out if his shell, and made him more confident.
I needed a rebound fling. I decided to go out, needed my fix for domination.
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
His transformation has been amazing! We met through friends and hit it off right away. And it didn’t take him long at all to feel comfortable enough to open up to me. He told me that he had been curious his entire life and drawn to panties and girly things. He fantasized about what it felt like to be a girl. And I was so excited to show him!
First, I took him shopping for panties. He was so freaking excited that he was dripping in his underwear. I informed him that it was the last time he would ever be dripping in boy’s underwear. From here on out, it’s only panties for my newfound sissy. He was overly excited by this and looking at all the different girly girl panties. They were so frilly and feminine. Pinks and pastels, hearts, lace, and bows. By now he had exploded in those underwear.
Then it was time for more. He yearned for cock. All he knew was that he loved the taste of his own cum. But he fantasized about tasting other’s cum. And he desperately wanted to feel a hard cock in his mouth and ass.
Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453
“Why do I like it so much Dr. Julie? I feel so ashamed. Back when I was young, this wasn’t talked about. It was very taboo. Now I do realize that I’m not alone. But that doesn’t take away the shame. I don’t understand myself. I’m so confused and broken. I’ve tried so hard to make myself change. But it’s like an addiction. I can’t stop wanting to wear women’s panties. I’m powerless over my attraction to them. They make me happy. When I was growing up, I would wear my mom’s and sister’s. Now I wear my wife’s. When I wear men’s underwear, I feel depressed. They make me feel like I’m being forced to wear and be something that isn’t Me. But I don’t want to be a woman. I’m attracted to women. I’m not attracted to men Dr. Julie. So I don’t understand why I also want dildos up my ass. I’m so ashamed that it feels so good”. He confesses.
Let me start by reassuring you that there is nothing to be ashamed of. I’m going to take this one thing at a time. Because we are dealing with two separate topics.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
It was the middle of the day and I was feeling particularly mischievous. Willa, my perfect little panty slut, was hard at work in his office, oblivious to the surprise I had in store for him. To the outside world, Willa appears to be a normal, red-blooded American guy. But I know better. Behind closed doors, he transforms into my sissy princess in emerald green panties.
I snuck into his office while he was at lunch, my emerald green silk panties clutched tightly in my hand. The jewels sparkled temptingly in the fluorescent light. This particular pair drives Willa wild. The minute the warm silk caresses his milky thighs, he melts into a needy puddle, his clitty straining the front of his pants.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Mommy Anna decided to adopt a new, pretty little slut. She took her by the hand and brought her upstairs to her boudoir. Then Mommy Anna sat her down and undressed her from head to toe. Mommy Anna told her it was time to make her up into her slutty little doll. Fist, she brushed her hair, ‘’A hundred strokes should get rid of all the knots’’ Mommy Anna said. Next Mommy Anna applied makeup to her beautiful little slut’s face: some purple eyeshadow, some blush and highlight, and don’t forget to pucker those slutty little lips! Said Mommy Anna.
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.
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.