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Cindy (844-332-2639) ext 435

Up until this point, I was a virgin. But now that I had Luke home, I had to cheer him up, right? That’s what a little stepsister is for. In my eyes, it would be wonderful if my stepbrother took my virginity. We sat close to each other as we drank and he talked about the game. It didn’t take long for that topic to run dry since I knew very little about sports. Then, we started talking about how I felt. I told him I’d missed him, how he appeared to be having fun in college, and how happy I was that he was home for the week. He wrapped his arm around me and held me close, and I felt my skin flush at his touch.

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Cindy (844-332-2639) ext 435

We’d grown up together since our parents met and married when we were kids. He always joked that he was my stepbrother because, well… he is. I hate seeing it that way. Because I care for him, and I always have. My stepbrother was the one who took my virginity, after all. I always knew he loved me back, even if he didn’t want to admit it. Growing up, we always had each other’s backs. We were inseparable. Until he went off to college across the country chasing a softball scholarship, and I went to a state college a few miles from where we lived.

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Cindy (844-332-2639) ext 435

Stacy is one of the few girls I have kissed or let’s touch my pussy. She makes me weak to her touch. So when she asks to come by my place. I’m unable to say no. She has control, maybe even power over me. I know when she wants something, and she will not let anything stop her. Not even my boyfriend. Whatever Stacy wants, Stacy gets. Accordingly, Saturday arrives so she will be here later this evening. The doorbell rings, and she stands in my doorway, looking more stunning than I could have imagined. Her skin is flawless, and her body is tighter than ever. As we catch up over drinks. There is not much time that goes by before I beg her to eat my pussy, and she does. I lose count of how many times she makes me cum. Her tongue goes places I never thought of. She even licks my toes. Also, she sucks

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Age Regression – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing. 

“Tim, you’re so stressed at work, you need someone to take care of you,” she said. Then she began rubbing the front of his thickly padded briefs. Suddenly he began wetting them as Laylene rubbed faster and harder, stopping short of climax as he groggily flooded them. Smiling and kissing him softly, she said night baby. Over the next several weeks Tim, with her regression plan slowly began to look forward, to their shared time together. Albeit on Laylene’s terms. With the help of her constant manipulation of Tim or Tami as she began calling him, to wave after wave of orgasmic bliss in his now diapers and plastic pants.

Being rewarded for wetting or messing his diapers. Feeding off of her now milk filled breasts, along with hormone treatments, Tami started budding breasts. And of course his shrinking totally limp and useless drying up penis and his shrinking sac. Which was looking more and more like the clitty.

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Deviant Phone Sex – click here to read part 1 if you want a little hot refresher. 

I whisper to you to get underneath her as I handcuff her hands behind her back. No distractions at all, no hair, or hands. Now Alison can focus on her body, how it feels, and me, how I look.
I push you down to the floor, with Alison on top of you. You protest. I stick her handcuffed hands around your jumping cock and tell you to enjoy.
Then I kick Alison’s legs open and stand over her. I kick off my stylish winter boots and put two pencil-thin stilettos on. Six inches. Strappy. Metal spikes. Very dominant. Your cock really starts moving.
“Alison,” I say as I lift one foot up, “the quicker you make my man cum the quicker this ends.”

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Hot Orgy

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

My husband’s away for a week so you know what that means, it’s time for a hot orgy. You know what they say – when the hubbys away, I will play. And well, I play pretty hard every single time my husband goes away.

Who doesn’t crave the freedom of their spouse being gone for a bit? Getting to do whatever and whom ever you want. I mean, I don’t always wait for him to go out of town to fuck other guys, but when he’s gone, I absolutely make the most of it.

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sissy baby

Sissy baby Tami got to take a special trip to see Santa today!! As you know Tami is super special and super naughty. I knew this would be fun. I mean who doesn’t want to sit on Santa’s lap right? So, to get Tami ready I put her in a pretty red velvet dress, and diapers with pictures of Rudolph. Then I put her in a pretty iridescent red diaper cover with candy cane pictures all over it. Then I put on her white ruffled socks and black patent leather shoes and put bows in her hair. She looked marvelous.

I gave her a big hug and put her on the ground so she could look at herself in the mirror. She twirled and danced and hopped, even twerking a time or two. I smiled at her as I handed her the bottle filled with Zoey juice.

Oh, did I mention that the diapers and diaper cover may have a little secret hole to make Santa and Tami very happy? Fastening her in the car we headed to the mall. Santa here we cum……

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chastity

Chastity? always and forever. 

Hmmmmmmmm my Christmas tree is missing something. Whatever shall I put on it to make it absolutely perfect? Oh, I know – how about a pair of cut-off balls, with a cheery red ribbon tied around them, and make it my tree topper? Perfection. So how do you like my new Christmas ornament? You turn a little red and hesitant but I know – see I already know what you are thinking. You are pathetic but I find great joy in making sure that you know that your balls are all mine. This is a little reminder that I own you. Like really own you. Your body, your mind, everything – I own you. Ever heard “she has me by the balls”? That’s how I have you.

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Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

on Thursday, Sept. 29 – 10 AM to 5 PM EST

…continued from part 3

I knew that no matter how I responded to him, he would not say no.  With his mouth open like that, gurgling away like a baby, I figured I had the solution.  So since I was done changing him and he still looked so needy, I pulled him closer.  Then, my strong arms held him tight right against my breast where he could feel warm against my soft body.  Finally, I coddled him and said soothingly, “I’m your Mommy now.”

With him in my arms looking up into my eyes, I never imagined that this could make me feel as good as it was making him feel.  Just like there was a need in him to be nurtured, there was a need in me to do the nurturing.  I no longer looked at him if he was a replacement, feeling his soft body in my arms completely vulnerable he was actually my baby.

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Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

on Monday, Sept. 26 – 5 AM to 12 PM EST

…continued from part 2

It took me a bit of a turn but gradually I gave in.  I did not have the desire to say no.  How odd to find myself giving in to a man who wanted to be a baby.  Still sitting on the floor, legs crossed, looking up at me emphatically to see what my first move would be.  While a part of me felt flattered, all of a sudden I also felt very maternal.  So I asked simply, “Does baby need to be changed?”  He got on the bed and laid back very anxious to get started.

Honestly, I was not sure of how to get started.  But the back of my brain seemed to know where to go even if I thought that I didn’t.  I slowly started to peel off his clothes acting just as if he was a doll completely at my control.  I started remembering how I would change my dolls when I was little.  Before I knew it, he was completely down to his boxers which I felt looked all wrong on him.  I knew exactly what would make it look better.

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