Tag: Kinky

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

The kitchen sink was acting up, and my boyfriend isn’t the handy type. I told him to call someone to fix it, but he was worried I’d bone the plumber like some cheap slut, so he made me wait until his day off. When the day finally came, I wanted to get back at him for assuming I’d fuck the damn maintenance man.

I wore a sexy bra and pantie set under a sheer robe and waited by the sink when my boyfriend brought the plumber into the house. My man’s eyes were wide as he saw what I  was wearing to greet the guy. If you’ve followed any of my blogs or tweets, you’d know my man is such a cuck, so seeing another man check me out in our kitchen was sure to set him off.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

We’ve all been there. That creeping, tightening feeling in your lower abdomen that suddenly escalates from a gentle suggestion to a full-blown, five-alarm wake up call in a matter of seconds. Yes, I’m talking about that feeling. The one that makes you sweat, clench, and mentally map out every single restroom location within a five-mile radius. The urgent need to, well, go.

It’s a universally understood experience, yet strangely taboo. We whisper about it, fidget awkwardly, and try to project an air of calm while internally screaming, “MUST. FIND. BATHROOM. NOW!” For me, it’s usually triggered by one of two things: a perfectly brewed cup of coffee (the irony!) or the mere thought of a long car ride. My bladder, bless its tiny, unreliable heart, seems to have a mind of its own. It’s like a mischievous gremlin, waiting for the most inconvenient moment to shout, “Surprise! I’m full!”

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Being a Sissy Scout Troop Leader had always been a dream of mine. So when the opportunity arose, I wasted no time. The Boy Scout Troop Leader informed me that there had been a large number of “Boys” that weren’t cutting it lately. There was an urgent need for more Sissy Scout Troops ASAP. I was so excited!

They looked secretly excited to be at Sissy Scout Orientation. I explained that they were here because they didn’t “fit in”. They were different than the other boys in the Boy Scout Troop. And we were going to see if this is where they belong. So I told them to take off all of their “boy” clothes. Then I gave them their sissy scout uniforms. They consisted of a white button up top and white pleated skirt that with a pastel plaid print. It was pink, yellow, purple, and green pastels. The sash was pink. And the panties were pastels. They had the days of the week on them with little flowers, butterflies, and princesses. And they were so frilly and girly. They had lace trim with little bows. White cable knee socks and black patent leather mary janes finished the uniform.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I was bound and determined to see my friend’s dad again. But I was also feeling a little bit like a crazy stalker. I managed to figure out the gate code and get in. And I snooped and found my friend’s spare house key.  Of course I didn’t know  how he was going to react. But I had an intense need to be with him. I needed to see him. It was like an uncontrollable craving. Like an addiction.

I quietly unlocked and opened the front door. Luckily there was no alarm. The house was dark. My heart was racing. I walked upstairs to his room. He was asleep. I decided to just slip my sundress off and climb into bed with him. He turned over and put his arm around me. I felt his hand slide down my back to my bare ass. All of a sudden, he jumped up. I think he literally almost had a heart attack. He turned on the lamp. Grabbing his chest and trying to catch his breath, “Rachel, what on earth are you doing?” He looked completely shocked. “Why are you naked? How did you get in?” He was so confused.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

We had been dating for quite a while. He was such a sweet guy. We met online. He was so shy when it came to sex. I thought it was so cute and endearing. But I was beginning to wonder if I was going to have to seduce him. I was starting to realize that he was probably not going to make the first move. I decided to plan a weekend away. When I told him, he seemed nervous. After a while he finally confessed. “I don’t want to disappoint you. It makes me so nervous. But I might not be like other men you’ve dated before.

He didn’t have to say another word. By the look in his eyes, I knew. I knew exactly what he wanted. And I was ready to give it to him. But I knew he was nervous. So I wanted to relax him. I invited him over to my place. We had drinks. And I made him his favorite meal for dinner. It was perfect. So romantic. We went out onto the balcony for a nightcap. It was a full moon. We had waited so long for this moment. And we were so horny.

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Roxy (844) 332-2639 Ext 414

I love to go to the mall and make the boys gawk. I purposely dress in something really sexy. Of course I go braless. So they can see my nipples through the thin, sheer material. It turns me on so much. In addition to being a nymphomaniac, I’m also an exhibitionist. I guess you have to. To be a good dancer, you have to enjoy being exposed. And stared and gawked at. Which I definitely do.

The other day I wore a sexy little dress with no panties. I went into lingerie stores, department stores, upscale boutique stores, and shoe stores. Purposely flashing everyone along the way. You wouldn’t imagine all the free stuff and discounts I get. I go to all the kiosks that sell my favorite products. Skincare, hair tools, makeup, perfume, and more. I flirt and flash with mostly men but sometimes women too. Then I walk away with so many freebies. I never have to pay for most of my favorite things. It’s so exhilarating. And I get so turned on by it. It makes me so wet and horny. I usually end up playing with myself in a dressing room.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

My friends and I were meeting for “Ladie’s Happy Hour”. We do it once a month. It’s our chance to catch up. This time we went to a really swanky, upscale place. It was the trendy spot to be, apparently. It was standing room only for a while. But we eventually got a high top in the bar. We had tapas, lots of drinks, and a great time catching up. It was time to catch our rides. We ordered them on our apps. So we made our way outside.

Right there before our eyes was a total hottie. In the sexiest car ever. He was pulled up to the valet. We stood in awe and speechless. A red convertible mustang. Music thumping. Sexy pink lights. Damn, who was this hottie? I wondered. Then his eyes locked with mine. It was magnetic. As if we had known each other our entire lives. It was so weird. He finally motioned for me to come over. I felt so awkward but drawn to him. He asked me if I needed a ride. I told him I had one coming. My friend’s rides started arriving. They were leaving one by one. Soon I was left alone.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

You see, this time of year, the world is seeing green – and not just because of all the Guinness being guzzled down. No, I’m talking about the emerald hues of the lucky charms that have my sweet snatch dripping like a pot of liquid gold at the end of a rainbow!

For all you horndogs out there, this St. Paddy’s Day weekend, if you’re lucky enough to find yourself sliding into my velvet soft folds, you’ll be seeing more than just green – you’ll be seeing stars! My pink paradise is the ultimate pot of gold, and trust me, once you stick your shamrock inside, you’ll never want to leave my magical land.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I couldn’t believe my eyes. I know my roommates can get really crazy. They have brought people home from work before. But it’s never gotten that crazy before. It was about three o’clock in the morning. I was sound asleep. Until I was awoken by giggles, moans, lots of different voices, and banging. At first, I was scared. I wondered what on earth was going on. Worried that something might be happening to my friends, I jumped out of bed. Then I ran down the hall towards the noise. I was so scared to open the door. My heart was beating so fast. I had no choice but to save them from a possible intruder. So I quietly opened the door and peeked in. I couldn’t believe my eyes. What on earth were they doing? I wondered. They had three guys in there. And from the looks of it, they were willing participants. The five of them were having an orgy. They were forming a human chain. All of them were having sex with each other at the same time. I’ve never seen anything like it. I started getting turned on by watching them. I couldn’t stop.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Interracial pussy fucking images can make you hot and horny but reading a true story of how a mixed slut like me and a white babe named Holly hooked up is so much better.

I met Holly last year in Atlanta at a festival picnic. Tall blonde with hazel eyes. 36D breasts and a body made by God. She had been traveling from LA and was looking to make Atlanta her permanent home, so the picnic was a way for her to test that theory. I was visiting for the summer so I had 2 months to get to know the city. The vibes, people, music everything was great. We ended up exchanging numbers and reconnected this past summer. 2 weeks later she was settled in down in Atlanta. To celebrate her arrival, I flew down and we decided to hit up a party. We did so many party favors, got wasted and had the best pizza in town.

The best part of the night though was when we drove to the beach to listen to the waves and smoke some good Maryjane. The night was going so well it turned into us laying down and kissing each other. Next Continue reading “Interracial Pussy Fucking” →