Tag: erotic

Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

I got a call one night that an old friend wanted to get together and catch up. We decided to meet the next day and get some coffee. His name was Gregory. I always knew him to be such a guy’s guy, so when he told me his idea, I was shocked! He wanted to be in a room surrounded by four or five beautiful women, fucked like crazy. I guess it was his version of a gang bang.

I told him we could get that arranged and he would have a fabulous time. It was a few days later and I had him come over to my secret sex room. He confessed to me that he’s been in threesomes before but never surrounded by five women at once. I think he was a bit intimidated. I told him to strip down and get ready and I was shocked when I saw him standing hunched over, covering his small wanker. He was usually so much more confident.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

Our bachelorette weekend was coming to an end. It was time to pack up our stuff and hit the road. I started gathering my belongings. It didn’t take me long to realize that not only the first pair of panties were missing. ALL of my panties were missing. My phone started pinging. It was our group text. All of the girls were saying the same thing. Everyone’s panties had vanished into thin air. I knew it! My suspicions were right. The bed and breakfast owner’s husband was a panty thief. While part of me was upset and wanted to confront them. Another part of me thought he might just a panty boy that wants to feel what silky feminine panties feel like against his skin. So we decided not to say anything. As the owner thanked us and walked us out, she whispered “I’m sorry if any of you ladies have any missing undergarments, our clothes dryer likes to eat them sometimes”. The girls and I looked at each other, not knowing what to think or say. Then the owner turned towards the door. The wind blew up her skirt. And there was my thong up her ass!

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

We all got such a good night’s sleep after our full body massages with wonderfully happy endings. We woke up so refreshed and ready for the last activity of our bachelorette weekend. After a big breakfast, we headed to the spa. It was built in an underground cavern with natural mineral springs. People come from near and far to experience the healing properties. We were going to get detoxifying clay body wraps. I’d never had anything like it before so I was intrigued and excited. 

They took us deep into the cave, down a cold, dark hallway. We finally reached a room lit up with red lighting and full of massage type tables. There was a man standing at each table ready to start slathering us with warm clay. It felt so good. I almost fell asleep. But then he started wrapping me up in a material textured somewhere gauze and burlap. With each layer he wrapped tighter and tighter, until I was fully bound and unable to move. I had to just relax and take deep breaths. Otherwise I began to feel claustrophobic and panic.The only parts of my body that weren’t covered were my head and crotch.

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Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

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Suddenly I realized that I was going to get my pussy waxed in front of all of these people. But when it came time, I realized it was going to be my asshole too. I couldn’t believe I agreed to this. And I couldn’t believe Brandy hadn’t forewarned me. But I pulled my legs back like she told me to. I spread them wide open. The instructor came over for a close up view. Her face was about a foot away from my pussy. She made me feel so uncomfortable. But when Brandy started spreading that warm wax all over me, I started to get so aroused. I know they could both see my pussy getting wet and my clit swelling. It felt so good but I was so embarrassed. When she started applying the strips and rubbing on them, I literally almost came. She stopped right in time.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

We were wrestling around in the sheets, my legs wrapped around his body, and I started to get some ideas. My hair was put in pigtails the way he loved it, because he loved pulling my hair, and I loved pulling his in return. Grabbing a chunk of his hair, I guided his face between my legs to my sweet-smelling pussy. I could feel his nose touching my clit and he took in a big whiff.

I looked at him and said, “You like it when I pull your hair hard like that? You like it when I make you feel like that’s all your good for?” He looked up at me and started to say something, but all I wanted his tongue to do was lick my clit and suck up the sweet juices that he made me produce.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449  

The afternoon sun beat down on the crowded city park, and all my attention was focused on the few inches of shared space on our picnic blanket. Around us, distractions abounded; a group playing volleyball, dogs chasing frisbees. To anyone passing by, we were just two friends enjoying a lazy Sunday.

No one saw the way your bare knee was pressed firmly against mine; an unyielding point of contact that sent my groin throbbing.

You shifted closer, leaning back on one elbow under the shade of a massive tree. The movement caused your sunglasses to slide down the bridge of your nose, exposing intense eyes that locked onto mine. “It’s beautiful out here,” you murmured. Voice low enough that it was almost swallowed by the ambient chatter.

Your hand was doing the real talking.

With agonizing slowness, your fingers trailed up my calf, tracing along the edge of my clothes. My breath hitched, quiet intake that I forced myself to mask by taking a slow sip of my drink. The sheer thrill of the surrounding crowd made my skin prickle with electricity.

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Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

Father’s Day was creeping up, and I knew how lonely my stepbrother was. We don’t have our parents anymore, and even though I have my own little family, family is still important to me. One night when I was talking to him, he confessed his darkest fantasy. He knew what I did for work, so I had no problem listening and indulging him.

He always had the hots for me since we were young. We separated when I was young and reconnected when I was much older. He wanted to be tag teamed by me and his other sister. She was no longer around either, but I was still here to satisfy him.

I was on the phone in Georgia, with him in Maryland. It was time to satisfy myself, so I got on my eight in dildo vibrator. As I straddled it and slid down, riding it between my legs, I let him tell me about his fantasy in great detail. I let him describe every detail while I rode up and down, grinding my hips on this rod, feeling it pulse and vibrate inside my pussy and throughout my body.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

After lunch it was time for our wine tasting excursion. We all piled into the limo with the driver and the tour guide. They drove us out to the wine country where rolling hills of grape vines stretched as far as the eyes could see. The wineries were each more beautiful than the last. Some were very sleek, modern, and massive. While others were very old world, tuscan, and charming. I lost count of how many we stopped at. But at the last one we actually got to stomp grapes. They had men there to help us get into the barrels and hold our hands while we stomped. Being at the end of our wine tour, they realized we had already done plenty of tasting. So they held on tight as we climbed in, two girls per barrel. I didn’t expect for the grapes to feel so good popping between my toes and releasing all of their juices all over my feet. The more I stomped, the wetter I got. And I’m not talking about my feet. I was getting so turned on.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

My rod was craving a sissy pussy to fuck, and I was ready to turn Bob into Barbara. Bob called me at his usual time and told me he was ready to get sissified. I told him to come over in the morning, and we could create a beautiful Barabara, and some pounding would be included.

The morning came and Bob arrived on time, eager to turn into Barbara. Summer was upon us, so I found it fitting to dress Bob up in a beautiful yellow sundress, covering a matching light pink bra and panty set. I put sandals on her so she could walk around casually. She wanted to be covered with natural makeup, and a curly blonde wig. She was beautiful, and Barbara was born.

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Tara 1-844-332-2639 ext 323

One of my favorite feelings is meeting someone new and realizing there is an entire story waiting to be discovered. Every person has secrets, experiences, dreams, and little quirks that make them unique, and I absolutely love uncovering them one conversation at a time.

Something is exciting about those first moments. Saying the first hello or the first laugh. Maybe even the first time you realize the conversation is flowing so easily that neither of you wants it to end. It feels like opening the first page of a book you already know you’re going to enjoy.

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