Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Oh honey, it’s so good to be home after a long night of fucking another man. You know how much I love to cum. Well, guess what? I did, and I did it hard. Over and over again, all night long, darling cuck. He absolutely wrecked me. The things he can do with that big, juicy cock of his… mmff, just thinking about it is making me wet again. So now it’s time to clean me up!

But for now, I’m going to make you clean up the mess. You know, get on your hands and knees and eat me out until I’m spotless. Get every last drop of that stud’s cum that’s dripping out of me. I want you to savor the taste of his seed, cuck. Suck it up like the thirsty little bitch you are. Show me how much you love being the clean-up crew after I get gang banged.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My third session with Dr. Jenson started off like any other. I laid myself bare, opening up about my deepest insecurities and anxieties. He listened intently, jotting down notes and offering words of comfort as any good therapist would. But then something shifted. His eyes lingered on my body just a bit too long as I spoke about my troubled past.

I felt vulnerable, my guard down in that moment. I know now that he sensed this, saw an opportunity to exploit my fragility. “Let me help you feel better,” he purred, setting aside his notepad to turn in his chair towards me. His hand slid up my bare thigh and I froze.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

 I have quite the surprise for you tonight after work. You know how you just love it when I wear a nice, lacy pair of panties for you? Well, I’ve been holding onto this one special pair for a while now, just for you.

Let me tell you, they are SO ripe and smelly after being worn for hours on end. I’ve been secretly keeping them in a plastic bag whenever I change out of them, just to really let the stench settle in. And I think you’re going to love that I even made the extra effort to cum inside them a few times too! Mmm, the inside is absolutely coated in my sticky girl cum.

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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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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!”

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As the lights gently dimmed around us, a warm, inviting glow wrapped us in its embrace, playfully dancing across the walls. Meanwhile, the hustle of the outside world faded into a soft, soothing hum, leaving only the sweet echo of our heartbeats to serenade the moment. Flopping back onto the plush surface, I felt a delicious thrill of anticipation spark within me.

I turned to you, my voice a sultry whisper, inviting you closer. “What if you could explore every inch of my body, letting your hands glide over me with the luxuriousness of something silky, warm, and alive?” I saw the spark in your eyes, the promise of pleasure waiting to unfold. Continue reading “Oil Me Up”

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

After you and I got off the phone, I texted my boyfriend and told him to get over here as fast as he could. We had met at the coffee shop. I noticed you checking out my ass as I waited for my coffee. I knew the minute you nervously stepped forward to say hello that I could put my cumcuck plan into action.

My boyfriend and I knew we had about 30 minutes before you’d arrive. Fortunately my boyfriend lives really close to my house. He came rushing into my apartment and roughly pushed me forward, spread my legs, pulled my panties down and pushed his hard cock into my pussy. Knowing we were going to cumcuck you had made my absolutely dripping wet. Oh man, it was going to be messy for you tonight.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

It’s funny that you think your miniscule prick could satisfy me. Look at it. So small and pathetic. You don’t even deserve to look at my pictures, let alone trying to make me cum. Your small penis deserves only ridicule and derision.

Try and make it hard for me. Will I even be able to tell? Doubt it. My thumb is more fulfilling than that scrawny excuse for a cock.

In fact, we shouldn’t even be calling it a cock. It’s a clitty. Your clitty is worthless unless it’s caged and even then you’re lucky that I even consider caging that silly thing.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

My idiot ex stumbled back into the chair across from my bed.

“Oh, that’s a perfect place for you to watch,” I smiled at him as Andre came around and put his hands on my waist, nuzzling his face into my neck. I pressed back into him and could feel how hard he was through his jeans. This is going to be so much fun, I thought to myself.

“Diana, I, I thought  that you and I were,” my ex stammered.

“Oh, you thought you were going to do what Andre is about to do to me? Silly man. You could never fill me up the way he does. Tonight you’re going to watch and see how a real man makes me cum,” I smirked at him. All the while, Andre is running his hands all over my body, pinching my nipples through the dress and smacking my ass.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I’ve been having some work done on my condo recently. Two contractors were finishing up in the kitchen while I was doing Pilates. My workout was intense and I’d worked up quite the sweat. Hopping in the shower after working out, I forgot about the two men downstairs.

I always feel super horny after working out and the hot water on my skin turned me on even more. Lathering up my skin with my body wash, I got goosebumps. All of the warm and wet sensations were making me even more horny.

After running the shower sponge over my breasts, arms and stomach, I move south and let my hand linger on my pussy. Dropping the sponge I begin to slowly finger my slick cunt. I arch my back against the wall of my shower and spread my pussy lips. First, I slide one finger inside my warm hole, and then gently another.

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