Category: social taboo fantasy

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

My current curiosity belonged to Elias. He was the perfect, arrogant prince of his small, modern kingdom. A penthouse suite protected by layers of steel and, most deliciously, a web of high-definition security cameras. He was a man who believed in control, which meant he feared observation most of all.

I was the only one who truly saw the fissures in his flawless exterior, the things he typed only when he thought the Wi-Fi was off, the desires he locked away when the moon turned cold. This information was my leverage, far more potent than any rotten apple or ill-gotten jewel. I knew what I wanted and would stop at nothing to get it.

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Body Envy

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Oh, you have a bad case of body envy! I mean, it reeks. Most men look me over with sexual desire, but the green-eyed monster shines through your gaze. You don’t want to fuck my face or impregnate me. No, you want to be me. It’s obvious; I don’t understand how you’ve managed to hide your secrets from your wife for so long.

Is she just stupid, or does she not care about you at all? All the signs are there. Why can’t she see how badly you want to be a woman?

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Mommy's New Toilet

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

I had Dan’s ankles held up in the web of my hand and his fresh diaper was tucked right under his bare butt when it hit me like a train. I had to go and badly! My knees bumped against each other and rubbed as I started to bounce a little. The tinkle dance was taking over me, but I wasn’t finished changing Dan.

“Ohh, I have to go. I have to go so, so bad.” I whined and shook the powder over Dan’s penis. He was semi-hard, and watching Mommy dance around was making his little dock grow harder. “Fuck,” I crossed my legs, thinking Id never make it all the way downstairs and to the restroom. The open diaper under me was dry as a bone, and Dan wets so fast anyway! I climbed up to straddle his lap and pulled my panties to the side. He looked at me with lustful eyes, watching where my crotch hovered over his. “You don’t mind wearing Mommy’s new toilet for a little while, do you?”

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

Have things become stale? Are you struggling to enjoy things you once did yet can’t find a way to improve or shake things? I know just what you need to do in order to bring that spice back into your everyday life. You need to have an affair with a shemale side chick.

Sure, you could just have the same type of affair as every man in your situation. Maybe some hot young thing that gets your heart pumping like when you were in your youth, but you’ll quickly get bored with just another pussy. Trust me; I see it all the time. A successful older man burning through shank after shank trying to fill the void those vapid sluts aren’t capable of fulfilling. The kind of girl you’re looking for is right here, baby.

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My Sexy Pixie

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

One of my favourite bottom boys, that I call my sexy pixie, has been extra dirty lately. I’ve always said that it’s the sweetest guys who usually turn out to be a total bottom bitches, and it’s the truth.

That’s exactly how I feel about my sexy pixie. He tries to come across as straight, but he has a total baby face and soft feminine features. His girlfriend works with me and I met him at one of our events a while ago. He and I hit it right off right away. He’s smart, funny and seemed like a great catch for my coworker. But I couldn’t help but think that something was a bit off. I just had this weird feeling about him that I couldn’t seem to shake.

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Eric's Strip Club Adventure

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Eric is tall, really tall, and so handsome, but he has a humiliating secret. His dick is small as fuck! It’s so funny that everyone thinks he’s packing just because of his height! I thought, what better way to humiliate him even more than to take him to the strip club.

When we walked in, everyone was looking at us. With me on his arm, he looked like the man! We got a little table right in front of the stage, and I perched on his lap as we watched the dancers. I wiggled to the music but nothing was poking me. That’s when the idea came to me! “You should get a lap dance!” I jumped off his lap and signaled to one of the dancers. She sauntered over and teased her hands down Eric’s shoulders. “Hi, big boy.” She schmoozed. Ha! The joke was about to be on her.

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unique

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Okay, so, my boyfriend, Mark, has a unique hobby. He likes to have “accidents” his pants. I know, I know. It sounds like something an adult wouldn’t find hilarious, but for Mark, it’s apparently peak adult entertainment. Look, I’m not judging. Much. When he first confessed his little passion, I choked on my kombucha. It was a first date, mind you. Smooth, right? But I’m a pretty open-minded person, and honestly, after the initial shock wore off, I was mostly just curious. Plus, he’s really cute. And makes a mean lasagna.

He explained it all, bless his heart, turning bright red. He insisted it wasn’t just the wetting part and that he was also really into the aftercare. The whole helpless, vulnerable thing. Me taking care of him. The diapering. Okay, the diapering was a new level. I’ll admit, the first time I changed him, I felt like I was babysitting. It was awkward. I kept giggling, which he did not appreciate. “Seriousness!” he’d whine, voice muffled by the onesie he insisted on wearing for the occasion.

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dudes

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

Let’s be honest, my phone rings more than a pizza delivery place. But instead of pepperoni, the requests are a little spicier. Some dudes want to unleash their inner dominant with a BDSM session. Others are curious about exploring their softer side with a lacy panty. And then, there are the ones who cut right to the chase: “Hey, you into pegging?”

Now, I know what you’re thinking. Pegging? Isn’t that, like, weird? Taboo? Something whispered about in hushed tones in the dark corners of the internet? Maybe. But let me tell you, honey, taboo is my middle name. And after years of navigating this particular corner of the pleasureverse, I’m here to tell you, it’s not nearly as strange as people think. In fact, it can be downright fantastic!

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Sara's Parents

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

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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