Polar Express

Transgender Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Polar Express, my ass. I stepped onto the New York subway with a wrinkle in my nose. Being a California girl, I’d heard Christmas in New York City was magical. The smell of this car was anything but magical. All of the seats looked stained and diseased, so I reached up and held onto the bar above my head. The car was pretty crowded, and as we took off into the chilly night, I stumbled backward and into the chest of a very handsome man.

He smiled and helped me straighten myself. The four-inch heeled knee-high boots I wore seemed to have given me weak ankles because I swear, when I looked at him, I tripped all over myself again.

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Molly 1844-332-2639 ext 449

Being a lonely housewife, living in a big plantation house, on a big plantation lot in Charleston and having it decorated for the holiday means, my never at home husband, hired a crew to come do the work needed around the house.  The older man in charge of the crew, Mr. Hardon pulled me aside to explained that some of his workers were on work release from the local prison. However, he assured me that they were all well-mannered, but I should stay in the house and try not to be left alone with any of them.

“Some of these fellas, ain’t been around a woman in months, maybe years, and I wouldn’t want them to think a sweet lady like yourself, Ms. Molly, was available.  That could lead to all kinds of mayhem, a good southern gal like yourself could get hurt.”

 

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Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I’ve always been a party girl and I’ve always been the life of the party. I liked to hang out and smoke with guys when I went to parties, I never had my own and if I dressed slutty, I knew I would always be able to ask guys for some. 

By this point in time, Tommy and I had been hooking up in secret for a bit. It was funny because in all the years I had known Tommy and fantasized about finally being able to taste and receive his big cock, I had no idea how tiny his cock was. 

The very first time he fucked me, he told me I would like it, because even though all my holes are so tight, Tommy has the smallest cock I have ever seen in my life. I’m not exaggerating, his cock is tinier than my pinky finger. His fingers are bigger than his cock when it’s hard. 

So he and I are smoking at this party, sitting there and laughing and chatting. He turns to me and I think he’s about to kiss me, but instead

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Tessa 844-332-2639 ext. 445
It’s been a while since I seen Daddy. I been so busy the last year with life, but Daddy finally put his foot down, and came to visit. First we went to eat a nice dinner. And he took me to this fancy restaurant. I almost felt awkward. We both had a really amazing meal. I always liked how daddy would talk throughout the meal, his smile would light up my whole face.
We got back to my place, and he was looking all around. Taking in the scenery, he made a comment on how beautiful I am. I wanted to impress him, so I was wearing a short, fitted black that accentuated all the curves, and some high heels to finish it off right. I could tell he was impressed by the smile on his face when he saw me. He had me do a spin when he saw me, which took me back to when I was a little girl, always trying to impress him.

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Couples Therapy

Transgender Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

I hear it more often than you can imagine. A happy couple is torn apart by their sex life or lack thereof. Typically how it goes is the husband is a little dicked nymph who wants it all the time but doesn’t know how or care to please his wife. She’s tired of being humped on or putting in the effort for little to no satisfaction in return.

They claim they love each other and don’t want to break up for one reason or another, but they have grown to resent each other for their bedroom needs. For them, it feels impossible to come to an agreement or a middle ground that pleases both. Alexus’s couples therapy is that middle ground.

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Diapered And Plugged

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Jake came home with a sullen look on his face. I cupped his jaw and asked him what was wrong. Jake lost his job today, the third one this month. Mommy was very disappointed in little Jake. See, real men not only keep a job, but they move up the ladder, get promoted, and make ends meet.

Because little Jake was incapable of being the man Mommy needed, I’ve decided to turn him into my sissy baby girl. Jake will, from now on, be known as Jane. Since Jane is too dumb to keep a job, Mommy is going to keep that baby hole plugged and diapered.

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Cheat code

Robotic Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

Another weekend wasted away on your console. Game after game, you cycle through for hours on end. The only thing you play with more than your controller is your dick. What if you could play with both at the same time? Robotic Rita is your new Cheat code to pleasure.

Just plug me into your gaming system as I sit on my knees in front of you. Don’t worry about staying focused. Concerned you’ll get too distracted wanting to cum in my mouth? I’ll take over the controls and keep the game in play. No more “AFK.”

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Francie xXx 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Come forth and prepare yourself. Whatever you may have had planned for your life should be written off. I don’t exactly know the outcome of this spell I’ll be casting, but you are one of the components.

Step into my den. See the salt poured around the floor. Intricate lines drawn every which way, crissing and crossing in beautiful complex patterns across the floor. Don’t you dare disturb a single line, you hear me! Good. Now I need you to take off all your clothes and lie down on that altar. If I understand this correctly (admittedly, my Latin is a bit rusty), then you’ll need to be stripped of everything of this world, barren before the goddess-to-be. Once you’ve given up all your worldly possessions, the hypnosis begins. An audio track begins. Counting you down from 10 to 0, and when I snap! You enter a deep meditative state where I will begin to remove your blockers and open your mind. Eventually, you will be so submissive that you will do anything for me.

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Getting to know me is to fall head-over-heels deep in love with me. So, let’s get something out in the open here. One of my favorite things to do is kiss. I’m not talking about Grandma’s peck. Those kind of kisses feel absolutely pointless to me. They make me say, “Why”!?  The kind of kiss I’m talking about is the kind of kiss that leaves you breathless. Thinking back on some of my best moments, my tits heaving, which means I’m begging for more, and can’t get enough fast enough.  It’s the kind where we’re both breathing so hard, it can’t be mistaken for anything else other than passion, lust, and desire.

My lips are multi-versatile, so when I say that I love to kiss, let me clarify so there’s no confusion here. Whether I’m kissing on actual lips on your face, whether I’m kissing, sucking, or devouring your c*ck, or if I’m kissing or sucking on a dildo, it’s all worthwhile to me.

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 Ronnie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 443

A really nice man read my blog about how I wanted to learn about spankin’, and he sure did deliver! He couldn’t believe I’d never been spanked before. I guess he thought I looked like a very bad girl or somethin’! Anyhow, he liked the idea of me getting paddled by a teacher, so we pretended I got caught passin’ notes in class, and he got upset.

I guess that’s against the rules, I tried to explain that I didn’t pass it. I only received the note, but he said that didn’t matter. It was a punishable offense, and I would have to stay after class to get a spankin’! Can you believe it? A grown man, a person in a position of authority, wanted to spank little ol’ me! I was as nervous as I was excited.

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