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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I’ve gotten myself into such a deep, twisted predicament. First and foremost on my mind is my friend’s dad. Of course. Ever since spring break I’ve been completely infatuated with him. But my friend doesn’t know. And I’m so scared of what she would do if she found out. I really don’t want to hurt her. Or jeopardize our friendship. But I can’t help my feelings. And I didn’t even mention the fact that he’s married. To her mom. SMH

Then there’s my situation at school. Of course I’m failing. My professor held me after class the other day. I knew why. But I didn’t think he would demand sexual favors. When his wife caught us, she made it perfectly clear. We were not to have sexual relations without her present. If we did, this would all end. I knew he wouldn’t want that. But to my surprise, he forced himself on me. He rammed his dick in my ass so hard. I almost wanted to tell his wife. But then I really would fail. And my parents would be so mad. But today she found me in the hall. She told me that she knew I was failing.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Being a Sissy Scout Troop Leader had always been a dream of mine. So when the opportunity arose, I wasted no time. The Boy Scout Troop Leader informed me that there had been a large number of “Boys” that weren’t cutting it lately. There was an urgent need for more Sissy Scout Troops ASAP. I was so excited!

They looked secretly excited to be at Sissy Scout Orientation. I explained that they were here because they didn’t “fit in”. They were different than the other boys in the Boy Scout Troop. And we were going to see if this is where they belong. So I told them to take off all of their “boy” clothes. Then I gave them their sissy scout uniforms. They consisted of a white button up top and white pleated skirt that with a pastel plaid print. It was pink, yellow, purple, and green pastels. The sash was pink. And the panties were pastels. They had the days of the week on them with little flowers, butterflies, and princesses. And they were so frilly and girly. They had lace trim with little bows. White cable knee socks and black patent leather mary janes finished the uniform.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

It was the best spring break ever. I couldn’t stop thinking about my friend’s sexy dad. He was just so sexy. I kept trying to stop thinking about him like that. But I just couldn’t. Every time I saw him, I imagined him naked. And us doing things. I think he could tell. Every time he looked over at me, I was staring at him. I would try to look away. But I would see a sexy smile come across his face. And that look in his eyes. It made me blush. I felt like he could tell what I was thinking. It made me feel like everyone else could tell too. But I just couldn’t stop fantasizing about him. No matter how hard I tried not to, I always got so wet around him. I think his pheromones just drive me wild or something. But I could also see how he was looking at me. I could tell that he was interested as well. He always seemed to examine what I was wearing. Oh, and he would wink at me. That would just melt me. And make my pussy throb. I found myself purposely trying to be around him.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I love being paid to be a slut. There, I said it. It’s not something I’m ashamed of. You see, I used to work a regular job, just like everyone else. But I couldn’t shake this feeling, this itch, that there was something more out there for me. Something that would make me feel alive. And then I found it – phone sex operating.

“God, you sound so fucking hot,” you groan into the phone, your voice deep and needy. I can feel my pussy getting wet just from the sound of it. I’m completely naked, lying on my bed, the phone cradled between my ear and shoulder. I run my fingers over my nipples, pinching and twisting them until they’re hard and sensitive. “You like that, don’t you?” I purr, my voice low and seductive. “You like it when I talk dirty to you.” “Fuck, yes,” you pant. “I want to hear more…I want to hear everything.” Giggling, I spread my legs wide, my fingers trailing down my

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Sara's Parents

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I always had a feeling Sara’s parents were freaks, but what I saw on Friday night shocked me. It also made my panties really wet but that’s besides the point. I was sleeping over my best friend, Sara’s house. We’d had a lot to drink and I got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. As I tiptoed down the hall, I could hear masculine moaning.

Too curious not to investigate, I crept closer to their bedroom door and noticed it was open a crack. Careful not to make a sound, I peered into their bedroom to see Sara’s mom on her knees in front of her Dad. His giant cock was in her mouth and he’s head was thrown back in pleasure.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My professor wasn’t fazed, I guess. His wife caught us. I was hiding under his desk. Sucking on his cock. She stormed in and found me. Then she humiliated both of us. She told us that she’s known about the “affair”.  And she can tell how he feels about me. But she told us that our sexual relationship could continue if it happens only happens when she’s present. We both agreed. Both of our reputations are on the line. Especially his. We have everything at stake.

A couple of days later, he asked me to stay after class. So I did. He told me I needed extra credit. I asked him when. I was assuming it would be at his house. With his wife present. But he said “Now, under the desk.” I couldn’t believe it. He literally was not fazed. But I was scared. She was a vindictive woman. I didn’t want to find out what kind of retaliation she was capable of. But he seemed to think it was worth the risk. He told me to get under the desk. So I did. Omg, his cock was harder than ever. I started sucking on it.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

I caught him watching porn Dr. Julie. Well actually, I saw his search history in his computer. I think he may have forgotten to clear it. So I started clicking on everything. And what I saw was really disturbing. I don’t even know if I can say it. I don’t know how to say it. It was girls in schoolgirl uniforms. They were doing all kinds of naughty things. And they were way too young to be doing what they were doing. Dr. Julie, they were having sex, and they were masturbating. There!! I said it. And my perverted husband was watching this and getting turned on by this. So I decided to start digging deeper to see if there was anything else I could find. You’re not going to believe what I found! Deep in his closet, I found a bag. It had a schoolgirl outfit in it! A little plaid skirt that was way too short, a little white top, white lacy bra, and little panties to match. And there was also a pair of white cable knit knee socks. I couldn’t believe that he was cheating on me. He had a schoolgirl fetish! How old was she?

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I have a huge crush on my Daddy’s friend. I always have, since I was a very little girl. I don’t think he ever really realized it. When I was in middle school, he moved out of the state. I was so devastated. Somehow, I thought I would grow up and marry him someday. After a while went by and I got older, I realized how farfetched that really was. But I didn’t forget about him. I couldn’t. No matter how hard I tried. I would hear my parents talking about him and how was doing. Several years went by. I was in high school. One day my mom told me that he was coming to visit. And he was going to stay at our house for a week. I couldn’t believe it. My job was to get the guest room ready for him. So I did. As the days went by, I got more and more excited.

Finally the day had come. Daddy was on his way home from picking him up at the airport. My heart was pounding, and my tummy was fluttering. When they walked through the door, our eyes met. Excitement filled my body.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Miss Julie’s Sissy Institute is a boarding school for sissies. We only accept true, genuine sissies that have proven themselves through an extensive application process. Upon arrival, the students are stripped of anything masculine. We do not allow boys’ clothing or any boys’ belongings. The little sissies are given their own small, private rooms that we call boudoirs. They come fully furnished and equipped with everything a little sissy needs. Every sissy gets a full wardrobe. Every room has a white dresser with pink handles that contains the weekday uniforms. The bottom drawer is the little skirts. There are five different ones for each day of the week. Next drawer up are the girly tops to go with them. The middle drawer is full of frilly, lacy nighties. Second drawer down is all of the cable knee socks and little lacy bralettes. The top drawer is full of days of the week panties. They are color coordinated to match each of the five school girl uniforms. There’s also a pink dresser. It contains all kinds of fun, girly, lacy, frilly weekend clothes. There are many more options in the weekend wardrobe. This includes panties in all kinds of different styles, colors, and prints.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Getting revenge on my professor’s wife had become a very exhilarating project. While she’s away, her husband will play, hehe. Jessica and I were all dressed up in our irresistible, sexy, little schoolgirl uniforms making out in their bed. I think my professor was speechless, like for the first time ever. He was watching while gulping his drink. We decided to see what kind of lingerie the Mrs. Had. So we began raiding her drawers. She had a lot of frumpy stuff. No wonder he lusts after cute, young girls. There were a few things. But they were all too big for Jessica and me. So we decided to just take off our tops and skirts. After all, we looked way cuter in our little lacy thongs, garter belts, and stockings. And obviously he thought so too, the way he was lusting over us. I wanted to drive him crazy and give him the time of his life. In a way she never could. I took my bra off. Then I took Jessica’s off. I started playing with her nipples with my fingers. And she started playing with mine. Then I started playing with hers with my tongue.

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