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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
I was having so much fun with my little friend, and I knew I was going to see him again in a week. I only gave him one rule. “Don’t touch yourself while you’re away from me, wait for our next hang out time.” Well, a week went by and it was time for him to come back over. The first thing I said when he walked in my house was, “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?” He looked at me with sad eyes, and all I could say was, “I know what that means; do you? You’re going to have to get punished for this! You broke the ONLY rule!”
I walked up to him and immediately pulled down his pants and undies. I put him in the corner like a bad little boy. He looked so ashamed and covered his little peepee. Walking up to him again, I told him to turn around and put his hands on the wall. Now his cute little bum was exposed. Ideas flooded into my head on what I was going to do.
Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
Good ol’ Sissy Slut Bob is at it again, y’all! Bob has been complaining that his cage feels “loose” lately. You know how it goes when you’re forced to wear it twenty-four-seven. Things start to comply and… shrink, if you will. Since Bob is the brokest bitch I know and lives off me and refuses to get a job that isn’t dick sucking, I told him if he wanted a new cage, he would have to fundraise for it.
Of course, he whined and stomped his little sissy foot, then asked me how he was supposed to do that. Seriously, the bimbo cannot function unless you guide him through every step! I suggested a sissy slut car wash, and the giddy squeal that erupted from Bob nearly broke my eardrum.
Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449
The afternoon heat in the botanical conservatory was heavy and tropical, thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming orchids. Under the towering glass dome, the noise of the city outside felt a million miles away. I had found a secluded stone bench tucked away in the deepest corner of the fern grotto, hidden behind a dense curtain of weeping figs and giant palm leaves.
Very few visitors wandered this deep into the humid, mist-shrouded maze on a quiet Tuesday afternoon.
The sheer warmth of the greenhouse, combined with the rhythmic hum of the misting system, had put me in a hazy, heightened state. Sitting back against the cool stone, I pulled my skirt up slightly, letting the humid air brush against my bare thighs. Slowly, with my heart already beating a little faster, I slid my hand beneath the fabric.
I closed my eyes, letting the ambient sounds of dripping water drown out my thoughts. My fingers moved deliberately, tracing light, teasing circles. Every touch felt magnified in the quiet space. The thrill of the open air, the glass walls looming high above, and the distant echo of footsteps on the main gravel path only heightened the sensation… Continue reading “Caught At The Conservatory”
Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469
I got a call one night that an old friend wanted to get together and catch up. We decided to meet the next day and get some coffee. His name was Gregory. I always knew him to be such a guy’s guy, so when he told me his idea, I was shocked! He wanted to be in a room surrounded by four or five beautiful women, fucked like crazy. I guess it was his version of a gang bang.
I told him we could get that arranged and he would have a fabulous time. It was a few days later and I had him come over to my secret sex room. He confessed to me that he’s been in threesomes before but never surrounded by five women at once. I think he was a bit intimidated. I told him to strip down and get ready and I was shocked when I saw him standing hunched over, covering his small wanker. He was usually so much more confident.
Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
I got a house sitting gig last week. The owners were going out of town for the weekend. Usually I plan something fun if I’m going to have a house to myself. But this time the house wasn’t going to be empty. Their son was home. Although he wasn’t young enough to need a babysitter, his parents didn’t want him at the house alone. They said he would probably just stay in his room the whole time and play video games. He was self sufficient and could make his own food and everything. So I planned to look into what I needed to do to move forward on getting enrolled in cosmetology school. I was on my laptop minding my own business when Nathan kept walking past. After several times I began to wonder what on earth he was doing. So I looked up and realized that he could see up my dress. I quickly adjusted my legs but it was too late. He had a huge boner. Realizing I saw it, he turned bright red. He was so embarrassed that he ran to take a long cold shower.
Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449
The power didn’t come from pulling him closer; it came from knowing exactly when to pull away.
He lay beneath me, his hands gripping the mattress so tightly his knuckles were white. His breathing had long since lost its rhythm, reduced to ragged gasps every time I shifted my weight. The air in the room felt heavy. Thick with a heat that had nothing to do with the summer evening outside and everything to do with the absolute control I held over the space between us.
I leaned down, trailing the tips of my fingers along his jawline, down the tense column of his throat, and over his chest. I could feel his heart hammering against his ribs, a frantic staccato. He looked up at me, pupils blown wide, silently begging for a release that I wasn’t ready to give him.
“Please,” he whispered, the word strained, barely breaking through the quiet of the room.
I didn’t answer. Instead, I leaned closer, letting my lips brush against his ear, murmuring a promise I had no intention of keeping just yet. I began to move again, slow and agonizingly deliberate, bringing him right to the precipice. I watched the exact moment… Continue reading “Edging The Wave Of Pleasure”
Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455
He kept trying to read my expression, searching for some kind of hidden meaning that simply wasn’t there. Every compliment rolled off of me like rain on glass, every carefully chosen word was met with a polite smile and nothing more. “I’ve never met anyone like you,” he said one evening. “I believe you.” I replied taking another sip of my drink.
Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
Fourth of July is upon us, and it’s time to celebrate the season with fireworks. I can think of fireworks in many different ways. But today, Uncle John is taking me to the celebration, and I can’t wait to see what kind of surprise he has in store for me.
There was a lovely parade during the day, but it turned into evening quickly, and that’s when the fun would begin. The crowd was heavy and Uncle John grabbed me by the hand and led me to a quieter and more private area behind all the food carts. He laid down on the soft grass and grabbed at his bulge in his pants. He said, “I got something that needs to explode but you can’t set it on fire.”
Continue reading “Bratty Mellie with Uncle John at The Fourth of July Celebration”
Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
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Suddenly I realized that I was going to get my pussy waxed in front of all of these people. But when it came time, I realized it was going to be my asshole too. I couldn’t believe I agreed to this. And I couldn’t believe Brandy hadn’t forewarned me. But I pulled my legs back like she told me to. I spread them wide open. The instructor came over for a close up view. Her face was about a foot away from my pussy. She made me feel so uncomfortable. But when Brandy started spreading that warm wax all over me, I started to get so aroused. I know they could both see my pussy getting wet and my clit swelling. It felt so good but I was so embarrassed. When she started applying the strips and rubbing on them, I literally almost came. She stopped right in time.