Shoe Fetish

Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

My shoe fetish started as a young girl. One of my first memories was trying to steal my friend’s shoes because they were the first heels I had ever seen for little girls. They were white wedge sandals. I was so sad when I had to give them back.

Ever since then I just can’t pass up a cute pair of heels! I think it may be an addiction! Just yesterday I found myself headed towards the mall as if I didn’t have power over my own body. I knew I didn’t NEED any more shoes but the thought made me so wet.

By the time I got there I had to take my drenched panties off and leave them in the car. The excitement was building as I was walking to entrance. The cool breeze was swirling under my sundress giving my wet pussy goosebumps and making it single even more. I finally make my way to my favorite shoe store. The are heels in every color, style, and size on glass shelves floor to ceiling. I feel my clit starting to tingle and I wonder if everyone can tell. I blush as I look around, feeling naked, looking guilty.

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Yearning for the night

Sherry 1844-332-2639 ext 399

I found my little world of alluring sex. However, It was a secret garden of desires and pleasure, where anything was possible and everything was allowed.  In this world of seduction and sin, I feel alive, in a way I had never experienced before. Every encounter was a thrill, every touch a revelation. I gave in to my desires completely, letting myself be consumed by the fire of pleasure that burned within me.  The yearning for the night burned with intense madness.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220 Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 403

I had never had a playdate like this one before! My best friend Zoey and I were having so much fun playing with our dolls and looking at the sparkly new plushie her Daddy got her! Our Daddies were downstairs talking while we had our fun upstairs. I was jealous of her plushie, but I knew that I could come play with it whenever I wanted! Zoey’s Daddy was always excited to have me over. We were in the middle of putting our dolls away for the day when the bedroom door swung open. Our Daddies were standing there with a big smile on their faces!

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Bath Time Blow Job

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

You need a bath! What a naughty boy you are. I’ve told you to stay in the house, but you are covered head to toe in mud! Don’t tell me that you stayed inside. My house has no mud puddles except those you’ve dragged in on your naughty feet.

Strip down right now and march your butt to the bathroom. Right on your heels, I’ll follow, picking up your discarded clothing. That pale little butt of yours, dripping with mud, makes me so angry I reach out to slap it as you step into the tub. There is so much dirt all over my white tub; boy, you will get it.

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First Time

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Uncle Bob is my favorite Uncle. He always treats me like a princess, and we share some fun secrets. He tells me all the time how he likes to be with me the first time I try something new. He was with me when I first saw a boy’s private parts (cus it was his, hehe), and he was with me the first time a boy touched my panties (cus it was him, hehe).

Today, when he came over, he teased me by saying we were going to do the biggest, bestest, first time thing ever. He was going to show me how to do what the big people call fucking!

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I grew up beside a pretty girl who was the same age as me. She was a spoiled little bitch. She and I had a lot of friends on our street in the suburbs back then. We all played with Barbies and listened to slutty girl bands on MTV. 

Sabrina was the girl who lived beside me. As we grew older, she and I grew apart. Her parents seemed to argue a lot, I would always hear yelling from their house. Sabrina’s mom was this old, prudish, mingy-looking bitch. Sabrina’s dad was a pretty typical-looking guy, he worked in a factory, wore New Balance sneakers, and Nike golf polos and had your typical “dad bod”. He was hot though, and he would always be outside when I was washing my Volkswagen Jetta in my tiny, barely there, pink bikini. 

As time went on, he would watch me all the time. As my cute little ass cheeks bounced walking around when I walked. When my perky tits would almost pop out of my top I could see him start to lose it.

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By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, hey! Daddy hosts poker nights sometimes, but they aren’t like the games you see on TV. Daddy always asks me to be his free use poker night slut, and I am always eager to agree. Are you wondering exactly what that means? Well, Daddy has a big table with a soft green covering. It looks like a normal poker table with the card places and chip spots painted on it, but it also has four perfectly placed cuffs.

When it’s time, Daddy picks me up; of course, I’m not allowed to wear a stitch of clothing and lays me on my back. The table’s edge has a squishy, black mat that helps to make my neck comfy when my head falls over the edge. He cuffs my limbs and sits back to shuffle a deck of cards till the guys arrive.

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Dirty Daddy

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

I see you, Dirty Daddy. Standing in my bedroom doorway, just watching me. However, I like to pretend I don’t see you there. Sometimes, when I know you are watching me, I’ll take my slinky PJs off and lay on my back. I like to spread my legs open wide and begin to touch myself.

When my back arches and my head is pushing back into my pillows, I can just catch a small glimpse of my Dirty Daddy. His hand is buried in his sweatpants, and I know he’s touching himself too. We get so fucking hot watching each other.

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Teen Truck Stop Whore

Cindy (844-332-2639) ext 435

I saw a stream of liquid run out of my pussy, and say, “What the fuck?! You are a virgin? How are you a prostitute and a virgin at the same time? It doesn’t make sense.”I replied nervously while stuttering, “I was a virgin. You just popped my cherry. This was a dare I had with a friend. I also have been watching so much porn today. Where girls that were getting fucked showed how good it felt having a cock in their pussy, and how much fun sex can be. I never thought that having sex would be this painful. I don’t think I want to do this anymore.” Bryan shouted at me, ”

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Nicole 1-844-33-CANDY EXT 420

I’m a spoiled bitch who has come to appreciate the finer things in life – particularly lingerie. I find that it’s such a magical outlet for sensual expression. One can convey their motives with a simple teddy or extravagant garters and thigh-highs. Who wouldn’t love that? Today I’m going shopping for a new lingerie ensemble to wear when bossing around the sissy boys I deal with in my day to day. They’re quite pathetic, the way they get so excited when they see me in my sexy lace. I love it.

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