Category: phone sex story

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When I found out that my new school had a running club, I was so excited .  It’s just running club, but it’s a new school, and I wanted new workout clothes to look cute in. It also meant that it was time for me to pick out my first sports bra. When I got to the local department store, I had no problem finding cute shorts and matching tops to run in. Picking out my first bra was kind of a huge deal. It was more than just a piece of clothing, this meant that my body was changing and I was now developing into a big girl. 

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dressing room

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Miss Anna went shopping for a new wardrobe. It had been a while since she treated herself and so she decided she needed some new threads. She had the sales clerk, a young handsome man, follow her around as she piled every item that caught her eye into his hands, until he could barely see over the mounting pile which he carried to the dressing room for her.

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Tonight I Dont Want A Trick or Treat

Kadence 844-33CANDY Ext. 458

It is finally Halloween night and the town around me is in full go mode enjoying all of the festivities. I would love to be trotting around, in one of my many slutty costumes, but tonight I don’t want a trick or treat, I just couldn’t pass up a cozy night at home while I had the house all to my self.  I’ve been such a good girl in school, passing all of my tests this week,  all of the studying just has me exhausted. I am totally looking forward to a quiet night home alone, I might even turn off all of the lights to keep the trick or treaters away. Daddy wouldn’t want me opening the door to all of those strangers while I’m home alone anyway. I decided to get comfortable in my favorite onesie, this one is soft and fuzzy, it feels like I’m being cuddled.  I got settled in the living room  and started painting my nails as I watched  a halloween classic on tv. Just as I was starting to think I had avoided all of trick or treaters for the night, I heard a firm knock at the door. Of course I ignored it, couldn’t they see I didn’t want to be bothered?! I rolled my eyes and turned up the tv. The knocking persisted and finally I heard a man yell “PIZZA’S HERE”  through the door. Maybe daddy decided to send me a snack !

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My third session with Dr. Jenson started off like any other. I laid myself bare, opening up about my deepest insecurities and anxieties. He listened intently, jotting down notes and offering words of comfort as any good therapist would. But then something shifted. His eyes lingered on my body just a bit too long as I spoke about my troubled past.

I felt vulnerable, my guard down in that moment. I know now that he sensed this, saw an opportunity to exploit my fragility. “Let me help you feel better,” he purred, setting aside his notepad to turn in his chair towards me. His hand slid up my bare thigh and I froze.

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Front Porch Diapering

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Your wife called me again. Seems as though someone isn’t obeying orders. You haven’t been wearing your diapers to work like Mama Felicity instructed. I’m so glad at least one of you is honest with me. I drove over right away. The thick, prink diaper bag over my shoulder as I stood on your front porch and knocked on the door.

You opened it, startled to see me. Even leaning in close and hissing, “Felicity, what are you doing here? My neighbors will see you?”

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Sissy Ballerina Maid

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My little cross-dressing sissy complained that she had no time to dress up and feel girlie. I guess her wife really hates when she dresses up as a female and wants nothing to do with it. So, trying to give her a solution to her problem while solving one of my own, I told her to come over. She could tell her wife she was coming over to watch a game or something.

My little girl came over in her boy’s clothing and squealed like a slut as she dove into my closet. She twirled and danced and shimmied into this cute little ballerina outfit. Pink nylons under a pink leotard with a huge oversized tutu. I helped her lace up her little ballet flats and then did her makeup.

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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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You're Cock Addicted

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Awe, it makes me so sad when I see a sissy like you in denial. You’re so cock addicted! It’s time you just admit it! I’d bet you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve tried to quit craving cock. I’m sure you’ve wasted hundreds of dollars in sissy gear just to purge it on a guilty whim.

How many more times must we go through this same old song and dance before you realize a cock addicted sissy is who you truly are inside!

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Hole

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Yes, I hear you. You’re a submissive looking for a Mistress. You want someone who will guide you and control you. Love you? Well, fucker, you are half in luck. I want to use you as just a hole for my strapon. Awe, you can cry tears about how sad you are that I refuse to love you when I’m stabbing my thick strappy down your throat.

I will just assume you are crying from the horrendous gagging I’ll force upon you. Trust me; it’s better this way. If I thought those tears were from my squeezing of your heart in my tight fist, I may not even have the desire to throat fuck you.

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 “Brian, you know how much I love you, right?” I said, looking him in the eyes and placing my hand on his cheek. He looked up at me, with a mix of hope and sadness in his eyes.

“I know you do, Mercedes. And I love you too.” He said, as he leaned in and gave me a kiss. I could feel his cock twitch in his pants, getting harder as he kissed me.

“Good, because I am going to be honest with you. I have been fucking other guys with bigger cocks than you behind your back. And I am going to keep doing it. I just wanted you to know that.” I said, as I stood up from the bed and started taking off my clothes.

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