Tag: fetish

Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

The warm weather was sticking around longer than usual, and I thought it was time for a beach day. I called up my best friend from high school, Josh, to see if he wanted to accompany me. He agreed and I picked him up in my convertible an hour later. I was wearing a hot pink bikini, with a pair of jean cut-off shorts over it and I looked so cute. I was hoping something would happen between us.

After we set up our towels and umbrella, it was time to take a dip in the ocean. I headed in the water head first and I was going to ride the wave no matter what happened today. Wave after wave crashed against my body, taking off my bikini top once. I was so embarrassed because Josh saw me, and he had never seen my tits before, but I think it gave him an idea.

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Danika * (844) 332-2639 x 466

The sun is shining, the plants are blooming, and Danika’s Garden of Delights is now open for playtime! What kind of play goes on here? Well, I suppose that depends on what strikes your fancy. Perhaps you want to put on a onesie and feel the grass on your little toesies. Or maybe you want to get on your hands and knees to see what is up my sundress. I picked out the prettiest pink cotton panties to wear just for you today! I’ll layout a blanket for us, so we can get cozy and spend the day together in pure bliss.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Life’s tough, right? You work all the time, leaving you no time for dating. It’s easy to see how much you miss having a woman in your life to listen to you. Just someone to support you and share stories about your day. Even if you don’t have time for one, you want a girlfriend.

I have a solution for you, but like most things that sound too good to be true, it comes with a few painful downfalls.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 453

“Come here Julie!” I heard my dad yell from his room.

“Yes Daddy?”

“Let me see what you wore to school. Ah, just as I thought. You look like a little slut.”

I know exactly what it means when Daddy says that. He’s horny and wants a reason to punish his little slut. Maybe this should make me nervous or scared. But it doesn’t. It actually makes me really excited. I get all tingly inside when I think about being Daddy’s good little slut. It’s so much fun to make Daddy feel good. He loves it when I ask him if I can sit in his lap. And I love to wiggle my butt around and feel Daddy get so hard. He likes to reach down and feel my little butt. Then he’ll slip his fingers into my panties and moan “Julie, your little pussy feels so tight, warm, and wet.” That’s when it starts feeling really good and I spread my legs for Daddy. He picks me up, carries me over to the bed, and lays me down. Then he pulls my panties off and plants his face in my pussy. He explores it thoroughly with his tongue.

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Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

Who doesn’t love hot chocolate? I’m talking about the finest chocolate one could have. My golden brown skin, 5’6” petite frame, legs perfect for wrapping around your waist. Not to mention the most perfect perky tits a man would want. They complement my pretty face oh so well. This hot chocolate needs some special cream to add more flavor. The kind of cream only produced from that hard, thick, veiny cock that belongs to you. Once you get a taste of my hot chocolate, the sweetest chocolate treat, your cock will harden instantly. Your fat, thick head will swell and you will want to bury every inch of yourself deep inside my warm, wet love cave.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

“Dr. Julie, I need your help” were the first words out of her mouth. Then she went on to explain. It all started when she was a teenager. She would fantasize about hard cocks in sheer nude pantyhose, and it would get her so aroused. But she felt so ashamed and thought she must be weird. She had no idea that it was a fetish shared by many. As much as she tried to ignore and deny it, the thoughts kept coming back. And they got more intense as the years went on. She thought getting married would change everything but quite the opposite happened. The fetish went further. She started fantasizing about her husband in panties and lingerie too. Every time they were having sex, no matter how hard she would try to stay in the moment; her mind would drift away to thoughts of him in women’s garments. Then her voice got really quiet. She told me that she has another confession. I could tell she was really embarrassed by what she was getting ready to admit. She turned bright red as she told me that she would even love to fuck him with a strap on dildo.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Tonight I’ll be the masterpiece in your mind!

I’ve always wanted to be the centerpiece during an art class. I found the right class on the right night. I’m going to be turned into a Goddess on the outward, which we already know I am on the inside. When I arrived at the class, I went inside and was guided to the pedestal. Standing sounds gruesome though, so I requested to lay down on my side in a very suggestive pose, and that request was granted.

I got down in my position and here’s where the fun begins. They requested that I strip nude because they were going to cover me in gold. Two big men walked up to me with huge buckets of gold paint and proceeded to dump them ALL over my body. The paint landed on me and then slowly dripped down every inch of my body until I was covered from head to toe.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Who doesn’t love a good back scratching during a passionate fuck session. I know I love feeling those nails dig in as they start at your shoulder blades and scrape their way down your back. But what’s even more fun than feeling it is the one DOING it! The way the flesh feels under your fingernails as YOU’RE the one scratching. Anyways, I’m getting ahead of myself here.

My friend Dan came over and wasted no time undressing and jumping in bed with me. I’m a young lady and I can’t just turn it on like a light switch. He had to seduce me and have a bit of foreplay. He didn’t seem to mind. I started by straddling him and riding his cock. As I rode his rod, he reached up behind me and slid his nails across my back. It made my pussy wet, but I said, “If you’re going to keep scratching like some kitty, I’m going to have to tie you up.”

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

It’s been a crazy week at Mommy Julie’s Daycare. Daylight savings time has really affected the little ones. Their sleep patterns have been so messed up. They don’t feel sleepy at night when it’s so sunny and bright out. I had to get some light blocking curtains for the nap room. They’ve all been oversleeping in the morning. So that’s made them late to daycare. That really throws off the whole schedule. It’s nearly impossible to get my own little ones to adjust their schedules when all of my daycare little ones are so out of whack. Even their diaper schedules are off. Why do they still have to do these stupid time changes? I’m so over them already! I had everyone on a perfect schedule. Now it’s total chaos. They are going at all different times. So I’m just doing diaper after diaper at sporadic times. And their diapers have been awful too. Like the most stinky explosions I’ve ever seen or smelled. I had to go to the wholesale store to stock up on diapers, wipes, gloves, masks, diaper rash cream, powder, and oil. I’ve never done so many diaper changes a day in my entire life.

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*Danika * (844) 332-2639 x 466

I wouldn’t call myself mommy, but sometimes The Sweet Little ones I babysit call me that. I can tell their real mommy’s don’t care for it, but I am great at my job, so they seem to end up ignoring it for the most part. That being said, I took on a Sweet Little one whose real mommy didn’t seem to mind one bit! In fact, she seemed thrilled that he was now clinging to me so she could go on her dates, undisturbed. Secure in knowing her Sweet Little was being cared for.

I soon discovered what a handful this one was! Always trying to run away, or “talk” back. I could’ve sworn I had the patience of a saint, but I was constantly having my buttons pushed, and I knew I was going to have to think of a plan! As a well rounded, intelligent young lady, I considered myself to be reasonable and patient. So I took to parenting books to figure out how to handle this Sweet Little one, who was determined to run me ragged. Until one day, something irreversible and interesting took place…

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