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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Mommy decided to go out for brunch with her girlfriends.  I knew she’d be gone for hours cause she always was when she went out for a girls’ brunch.  So, I planned to sneak into Daddy’s bed.  Because Daddy avoids my attempts to try and get him alone.  But he won’t be able to dodge me today.  I know Daddy always sleeps in when Mommy goes out for her girl dates.  So, after I heard Mommy leave, I put on my cutest nightie and I snuck into their bedroom.  Daddy laid still snoring away as I climbed up on the bed next to him.  Daddy wasn’t getting away from me this time.

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Obsessed With Mommy's Panties

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

It’s only natural for little boys to love their mommies. We’re their first loves, after all. Mommies are soft and nurturing. We smell so good and look even better.

I understood where the desire and curiosity came from as my son, Shawn, grew older and started riffling through my panty drawer. Honestly, I was flattered it was my scent making his young cock hard, not those little hussies around the neighborhood, but I couldn’t let him know I was encouraging his infatuations.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’ll never forget the day my panties became so drenched during Professor Thompson’s lecture that I had to sneakily press a folded tissue against my crotch to absorb the excess moisture. It all started when he began to teach us about human anatomy, standing close to the podium, his broad frame dominating the front of the classroom. As he gestured to illustrate a point, his large hands brushed against his pants, and I could unmistakably make out the prominent bulge straining against the fabric.

Throughout the lesson, I found myself staring, mesmerized by the way his powerful thighs flexed or how his dark eyes sparkled with intellectual fervor. My mind raced with forbidden thoughts, and before I knew it, my panties were clinging to my pussy, the crotch saturated with arousal. I squirmed in my seat, trying to subtly relieve some of the pressure building inside me. Continue reading “Wet Panties” →

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

My shift has been long. The music is loud, the men are loud. On this stage, I am a queen, even if the crown is just a spotlight and the throne is a brass pole. They watch me, hands gripping their drinks, their eyes hungry. I give them a show. But inside, I feel empty. A machine on repeat. I need something real.

My set ends. The applause is sloppy. I grab my towel and head quickly toward the back hall. “Five minutes, Stella,” the DJ calls out. Five minutes. That’s enough time. I push open the door to the small storage closet near the ice machine. It smells like bleach and desperation. I lock the bolt quietly. No one ever comes back here. This dark, hidden place is mine.

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Jamie 1-844-332-2639 ext 461

Yes, I know I’m a hottie. And more importantly, I’m a professional-grade menace when it comes to first dates. So, after three weeks of witty banter and late-night DMs, I was finally meeting Alex, the ridiculously charming engineer I found on a dating app. Or, shall I say, he found me.

Alex had suggested somewhere casual, like a coffee shop. But ‘casual’ isn’t really in my vocabulary, especially when I’m trying to make a lasting (and perhaps slightly traumatizing) first impression. The plan was simple: I’d wear a beautifully demure, high-necked vintage dress.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

One of my friends, Jess, got married a month ago and she had a beautiful wedding with the love of her life, or so she thought. The marriage started out amazing and loving, but she noticed her husband was starting to act weird one day, so she decided to follow him. She found him in the park with another woman. They were talking a lot and flirting, and she caught them making out. Who knows what else they might have been doing, or how long this was going on for.

She called me and asked me for my help on what we could do to get back at him. She knew I had access to one of those dominatrix dungeons. We came up with the idea to throw him a party, where he could invite any guest, knowing that he would invite her. He introduced them as friends, but Jess knew the truth.

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Jackie 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 330

I’m Jackie, and on Veteran’s Day, I like to pay my respects in a special way. Y’all know I’m a Georgia peach, all curves and sass, so I head on over to the VFW hall to show my gratitude in the most southern, honey-sweet fashion.

As I walk in, them old boys’ eyes light up like Christmas trees. I’m glad to oblige; after all, a curvy beauty like me owes it to them brave men to do my part. I saunter on over, hips swaying, and give ’em a wink and a smile. “Y’all ready for some sweet Georgia pie, fellas?” I ask, batting my lashes.

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Teeny Weenie

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Your teeny weenie is useless to me, so it’s a good thing you’re about to call me for small penis humiliation phone sex. I love giving losers like you tasks to do. All kinds of things you can do for me to make me laugh.

You know what makes me so mad about guys like you? That if you’re wearing pants women who are just out and about in the world don’t know how unfortunate your dick is. They have no way of knowing you have a lame dick because it’s covered up. That’s really not fair to them, is it?
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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I’ve always been a woman of discerning taste, particularly when it comes to the men I allow into my tight, wet confines. You see, I must confess: I’m hopelessly addicted to a certain type of cock. Thick, meaty, obscenely girthy. That’s my kryptonite. The plumper, the better.

It all started with a particularly memorable encounter with a rugged, rotund stranger at a dingy dive bar. His girth was so substantial that it strained against the fabric of his trousers, practically screaming for attention. And once I got my eager hands on it, I was hooked. The way it felt throbbing in my grasp, the sheer promise of the pleasure it could deliver! I was entranced!

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

Carl and I were oiled up after we gently spread it all over each other. We were oiled up and ready for a good fuck. We got on the bed and were ready to have our bodies collide. Who knew what was going to happen when our naked bodies touched, greased up. They could go in any direction and any position.

I wanted to start with a nice sloppy blowjob, but I wanted to get some lovings at the same time. So, 69 it is. I laid down on my back, and he crawled on top of my, lining his dick up with my mouth. It was slick with oil, so I knew this would be really sloppy, just like he likes. I felt his dick slide in my mouth, sliding further down my throat. He humped my face, thrusting his cock in and out at the same time. Every thrust he made, he sucked on my clit, and I tried to wiggle to get away, and it felt so good. I knew he could make me cum in minutes this way, but I didn’t want the fun to end quite yet.

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