Category: sexual fetish

Janet 1-844-332-2639 ext 456

Nothing says Halloween like a haunted house attraction. I just love when you go to one and they have rooms set up with different themes in each of them. The last one I went to got me thinking. How could I turn something like a haunted house into a naughty adult fun time? Then I decided to do the same thing they did. Rooms with a theme each with its own scary yet sexy attraction. And of course what fun would it be if you had to keep your hands to yourself?

So that rule is one I will NOT be keeping like a regular haunted house. The first room will be set in the realm of a certain tall, silent handsome fellow. One who loves to stalk around in a blue jumpsuit wearing a faded white mask. He likes to jab things but in my haunted house, he will be jabbing with another long object. This one throbs and its also as hard as steel. Can you handle the boogeyman? The next room will have a little more age fun! A girl in a certain well. She is so super wet and loves to moan and groan.

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I’m waiting on my step brother to pick me up from the park after I have had some time hanging out with my girlfriends. Minutes later, Mike arrives in his car. I can’t help but notice that when I sit in the passenger seat, he doesn’t even say anything to me, and just stares. I have my beautiful golden locks past my shoulders, dangling sparkling earrings, a necklace with a silver pendant. For clothing, tight fitting low cut short sleeve crop top, black miniskirt, glossy suntan pantyhose, no panties and black heels on. I can’t help but to be a bit bothered and ask why he isn’t saying anything and just gawking at me like a pervert.

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Kayla -Devourer Of Men

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Kayla -Devourer Of Men. I’m drawn to powerful, dominant men. The kind of man who’s in charge all day and is used to getting their way. Men with so much to lose. The Commander in Chief, the Head Honcho, if you will. You know, The Big guy. Men like that always think they are invincible. They can always throw money at any problem that arises to make it go away. However, they have no idea how easily I target the tiniest chink in their armor.

It’s so easy to do. With my petite but voluptuous body, clumsily tossed around as if I’m a damsel in distress, they always swoop in to be the hero. My nervous giggle and blushing cheeks wrap them tightly around my finger. Until I’m like an itch they don’t even know they are constantly scratching—a habit… an addiction. And when I take that fix away, they’ll do anything, say anything… PAY ANYTHING to feel that relief only I can bring. That’s when the Devouring begins.

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Diana  1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I knew exactly what kind of attention I could command. I know that I am quite the temptation to most red-blooded men. Today, a simple grocery run was about to get a lot more interesting.

As I walked down the aisles, I saw him—tall, lean, and focused on picking out a bottle of bubbly. He didn’t see me yet, but he would soon enough. My hips moved deliberately, my walk slow, intentional. I knew the effect I had when I wanted to turn it on.

“Need help choosing?” I asked, my voice low and teasing as I stopped beside him, reaching for a bottle just within his reach.

His eyes flicked to me, surprise flashing in them before quickly shifting to something else. I had his attention now. “Yeah, maybe I do,” he said, his voice calm but curious.

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Diana  1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I was reminiscing about my first sissy recently. There’s something undeniably seductive about exploring power dynamics in a relationship. For me, stepping into a dominant role with a partner isn’t just about control—it’s about trust, vulnerability, and the intense connection that blooms from those moments. One of the most exhilarating experiences, the first time he wore panties, often makes me smile. There’s nothing hotter than kinky twists on traditional roles.

I won’t lie, watching him surrender his masculinity to me was beyond thrilling. I picked out a silky pair of pink panties, with delicate silk flowers embroidered on the edges. He whimpered as his cock felt the soft fabric for the first time. Continue reading “My First Sissy” →

Girl Talk Confessions

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

One of my favorite types of calls is girl talk confessions! I love hearing what you naughty boys do when you’re dressed up as sexy sissies. Some of you are filthy sluts, and your stories leave my jaw dropped!

A few of my lovelies likes to call me while getting dolled up. As they roll up their stockings and clip on their padded bras, they dive into the slutty details that they can’t tell anyone else. I mean, hello, who else but me knows how much of a sissy whore they are? Just the John’s they swallow, I guess.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

My shift as the night nurse was going along as usual. It was approaching the early morning hours and I was hitting a slump. I was feeling very sleepy so I decided to go make a triple espresso. I dozed off while I was waiting for it. But it tasted so good once I was drinking it. I was savoring every last drop and the moment I was done… “Nurse Julie To The Nurse’s Station” echoed through the hospital on the intercom. I promptly report with a jolt of energy and extra pep in my step.

Dr. Stevens has a serious look in his eyes. I’m concerned about what he has to tell me. “Nurse Julie, patient in room 169 has a severe case of epididymal hypertension and I need you to please go relieve him” he asks in a serious, stern, but quiet voice. “Of course Dr. Stevens, I’ll get right on top of that” realizing what I’d just said, I tried to catch myself but it was too late” I mean”. “It’s ok Nurse Julie” he quickly interjected with a chuckle. I couldn’t help but giggle as I headed towards room 169. I quickly go over the chart

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Sawyer 1-844-33-CANDY ext 455

I volunteer at the retirement home now and then. Call me a good person but honestly, I have a thing for old men.
As I walked down the hallway, I could hear the groans and moans of the old men around me.  These old fucks can’t even get it up anymore, should I stop being such a tease?
I finally made it to my usual dudes room, knocking on the door before letting myself in.

“Hey, old man” I said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“Hey, young lady” he said, looking up at me. “How was your day?”
“It was fine,” I said, sitting down on his lap. “But I’m glad to be here with you.”
He smiled, putting his arm around me. “Me too, young lady. Me too.”
I couldn’t help but notice the bulge in his pants. I raised an eyebrow, looking at him. “Is that a–”

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“I have a confession”  I reveal to my sister that I’ve met an Italian Stallion, and that we’ve been dating for a couple of months now. “ I’m so excited! He’s invited me over to his swanky penthouse apartment tonight! And he’s going to make me his mom’s famous chicken parmesan!”

So excited to wear my little black dress that is slit to reveal one leg with my black and sparkly heels that wrap up my calves. As I approach the door, there are some rose petals on the floor. How romantic! I know I’m at the right place. It’s huge, open, airy, modern, sleek, with two story floor to ceiling windows that wrap around two walls. The aroma of fresh basil marinara and the voice of Dean Martin fill the room. There’s a beautiful bottle of Barolo breathing on the counter alongside two wine glasses. He pours us a glass and we sit down to enjoy it. He has a beautiful platter of bread, cheese, and grapes. We lose track of time as we go deep into conversation like always. We realize that we’ve almost finished the bottle. We open another and I’m his sous chef!

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Fuck My Panties

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Satin panties feel better against my bald pussy than anything else. When I wear them, I get so horny. It’s like I can’t stop myself from reaching between my legs and dragging my fingers over the warm satin. I love how it feels as it grows damp from my desires.

While I’m rubbing the outside of my panties, I close my eyes and fantasize about your fucking my panties while I’m still in them. It’s so hot to pretend you’ve climbed between my thighs and pulled the elastic leg band over just enough to fit your cock along my puffy lips.

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