Work Distractions

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

I paced the hall outside his office, listening to the steady, calm tone of his voice as he presented the client with a solution to whatever techy problem they were having. Not understanding anything he was saying was such a turn on. Hearing him speak his geeky language had my thighs rubbing together. The soft brush of nylon between them only made me wetter. There was no way I could wait any longer. Carefully, or more accurately, quietly, I pushed on the cracked door to his home office.

He was so in the zone of problem-solving that he either didn’t hear me or didn’t bother to look over at the distractions. My heels were silent on his lush carpet. The only sign of his acknowledging my presence was his soft inhale as my hand rubbed from his right shoulder down to his left pec. I pressed myself to his back and let my lips brush over the skin of his neck. I smiled when I saw the slight rise of gooseflesh in the wake of my mouth.

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I lean back on my velvet couch, the red fabric matching the crimson of my painted lips. My stilettos were kicked off somewhere, leaving only my long legs exposed in their black silk stockings. I tapped a manicured finger against my thigh, my wedding ring flashing in the light of my modern apartment.

“Come here, boy,” I ordered, my voice dripping with authority. “I’ve got a task for you.”

You hesitated, your hands clenched at your sides. “I’m not a boy,” you protested, your voice rough and masculine. You puffed out your chest, trying to appear more dominant than you felt. Continue reading “Just Suck My Cock” →

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As the first leaves began to change and flutter to the ground, ushering in the arrival of fall, I found my mind wandering to the young man who lived next door. Not the balding, middle-aged father, but his handsome college-aged son.

One crisp September evening, I saw the boy unloading boxes from his car after returning home for a visit. I pretended not to notice him as I bent over to adjust my flower pots on the porch, intentionally giving him quite a view. He stumbled and nearly dropped a box, his eyes locked on the generous slope of my breasts.

The next day, I appeared at his door with an apple pie, claiming it was a “Welcome Home” gesture. He invited me in and I made sure to “accidentally” brush against him as I passed by. Our bodies touched ever so briefly, but the spark between us could have lit a fire.

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hostess'

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna took her naughty boy over to visit family. On the drive there she warned him that better behave, use ALL the manners she taught him: please and thank you, don’t speak unless spoken to and ALWAYS ask for permission. The naughty boy recited every one of these things in the car as Mommy Anna looked at him in her rearview mirror. She looked at him with a smile, reassured.

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 Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

Let’s cut to the quick, shall we? I know there are things you ache to say out loud. Dark, depraved things you grit your teeth against and maybe even shame yourself for thinking after you’ve exploded cum all over your hand. I’m here to remind you that I WANT you to share those things with me.

Do you have any idea how good it will feel to say what you want out loud? To release that desire to my little ears? I won’t judge you; in fact, I might surprise you. Those distasteful thoughts that mill in your head all day? They are in mine, too. Swimming against the current of what society says should be okay. Well, Fuck what they say we should or shouldn’t want! I want to play out some no-taboo, extreme ageplay fantasies with you!

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Breed Me, Baby

Trans Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

For as long as I can remember, I wanted to be a mom. It’s an insane desire I know I’ll never be able to fulfill, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t practice and pretend. I love the whole idea of planning a family. Imagine that we are so in love, all you can think about is fucking a baby into me. How every time I walk by, your balls pulse with the desire to flood my womb with your life-giving seed.

Breed me, Baby. Make my fantasies come true.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My sissy has been a naughty girl. He failed to complete his feminization tasks on time and tried to rush through them. Tsk tsk. Such a shame he couldn’t be a good slutty girl for me. Now, he must be strictly punished.

I’ve had this chastity device that was just begging to meet my sissy’s useless cock. It’s a snug stainless steel cage that will lock his pathetic prick up tight. No more cumming for him! He won’t feel a twinge of pleasure until I allow it. And given his recent misbehavior, that could be a long time coming.

I cuffed his wrists and bent him over my knee. “Count out loud sissy,” I demanded as I spanked his bouncy ass. “Count how bad a boy you’ve been!” The cage was attached as he wiggled and whimpered. “No cumming for you, you bad girl! Only Mistress Diana gets to decide when this useless thing comes out.” I gave him one last hard spank that made him yelp. Continue reading “Bad Sissy!” →

Jade 1844-332-2639 ext 371

There we all were finishing up dinner. We decided to all go back to my place. As soon as we got there I opened up some wine. We went outside onto the patio and enjoyed the weather and wine. My boyfriend turned on the fire pit for ambiance.

My friend decided she was tired and was going home. I walked her to the door and said I would call her later. As soon as I returned there they were in the pool laughing and having a wonderful time. I want to sit back down watching them. My plan is working wonderfully for his bad behavior. He thinks he got away with it, oh no!

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Here it is lunchtime and my boss is keeping me late again. He knows I hate taking late lunches. I swear I think he does this on purpose to get my reaction. Women know how it is when we have the hungries, we get bitchy.

He is making me go to this stupid meeting. I am not in the mood for meetings. He wants attention because we know he is not getting it at home. His wife is such a prude. I wonder what happened to her to turn into such a person. What did he do, I wonder.

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You're Cock Addicted

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Awe, it makes me so sad when I see a sissy like you in denial. You’re so cock addicted! It’s time you just admit it! I’d bet you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve tried to quit craving cock. I’m sure you’ve wasted hundreds of dollars in sissy gear just to purge it on a guilty whim.

How many more times must we go through this same old song and dance before you realize a cock addicted sissy is who you truly are inside!

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