Tag: Kinky

Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

I can’t stop thinking about him and our last session. “Dr. Julie I appreciate what you did for her, and us. It is helping her to begin to open up sexually. Of course there’s much more work to be done. But the problem right now is that I just can’t stop thinking about you” Derek confessed. Not expecting this, I hadn’t been able to get him out of my mind either. I didn’t realize the feeling was mutual. He goes on to tell me that he feels so comfortable telling me anything. That feeling is just not there with her, and he doesn’t know if it ever will be. The thought of me gets him aroused. And no matter how hard he tries, he can’t get the thoughts out of his head.

Before I know it, we are full on making out on the couch. We can’t keep our hands off of each other. It’s like we can’t get enough. His kisses are so sensual. No one has ever made love to me through kissing alone, until him. Our bodies are intertwined and thrusting against one another. I can feel his hard cock pressed against me through our clothes.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Derek discussed a lot of his fantasies during our last session. One of them was a foot job. He said he’s really into feet and heels. So I’m going to surprise him during our session today. He sits down on the couch. We begin discussing how his week has gone. He admits that he’s very sexually frustrated. He tried everything to get his wife in the mood this week. He covered all of her love languages. He sent her for a spa day while he stayed home and cleaned the house. He even made her favorite meal for dinner. But she still didn’t want anything to do with him sexually. I told him that I would be happy to have a session with her or the two of them together. We could discuss ways to increase her sex drive.

I notice that he can’t keep his eyes off my feet. I purposely wore some cute heels. And I gave myself a pedicure last night. I put my legs across his lap. He began to caress my feet. He takes my heels off and then starts massaging my feet. I feel and see how hard he is.

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Bitch in heat.

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I’m hotter than a Bitch in heat. Horny twenty-four-seven and looking for a thick dick to impregnate me. Any cock will do, so long as it can spit a load of thick, creamy baby batter.

Are your swimmers capable of swimming to my fertile eggs? Then bring those heavy balls over here and spread these legs. Mama needs a baby like nobody’s business. I don’t only play a naughty phonesex mama to adult diaper boys and girls; I’m a real mother with so much love to give. My son is getting older now and spends less and less time with me. Mama needs to start all over again, and I’m looking at you.

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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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Janet 1-844-332-2639 ext 456

The party invitation was vague. All you know about this place is that you’ve heard about it from a friend. That heard about it from a friend. Who heard about it from another friend. Who heard about it from their cousin who swore they had actually been invited to it once. You know this is an invite-only kind of place. Something else you know is that your cock is going to have fun! The invitation only reads. “A creamy good time! Congratulations You’ve been invited!”. After that just a time and an address nothing more.

Showing up to the building you were told to go to you see it’s nothing special. Nothing about it other than what looked like a newish metal door was out of place on the old building. The invitation said to knock three times. Then to say the password given. You knock three times. The sliding door hole opened only showing a set of eyes. The person said nothing just looked at you and waited. You hesitated but then spoke the  magic words “Cream time”

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Pink Panties

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Pretty pink panties are a girl’s best friend. Not diamonds or money. Not boys or toys, no. Just pretty pink panties. Do you know why? Well, because with a good, sexy pair of soft pink undies, a girl can get just about anything she desires.

When I undress for a boy and reveal my sweet undies, I know he is going to be going crazy with desire. Simply because I pick out the cutest, most sweetest panties out there. Always so delicate yet soft to the touch, so when he begins to pet my pretty pussy, the fabric only adds to the pleasant sensation.

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Diana  1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

He thought when I invited him over for dinner that I was giving him another chance. That we were getting back together. But tonight, he was going to be my cuckold. He deserves to watch me experience true, exquisite pleasure; the kind he was never able to provide. He is going to look in  my eyes and see what it looks like when I cum over and over again.

“Hey, why is there another car in your driveway,” he asked as he stepped inside.

“Oh, you’ll see,” I cooed at him. “Come, let’s eat and catch up.” He smiled and stepped inside. I was wearing a skintight pink bodycon dress. It clung to my tits and ass like paint and the color made my eyes look even more devilish than usual.

He licked his lips and sauntered into the dining room. I made sure I refilled his wine glass often, so that he was feeling extra loose and horny. “Are you ready for some dessert,” I asked him?  He nodded and I led him down the hall to my bedroom.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Josh and I were assigned the task of planning the company brunch. We had become close friends over the past several months of working together. I invited him over to brainstorm and come up with the theme for the brunch. We work well together, and within no time we had the perfect plan. Ready to celebrate the completion of our project, we decided to order a pizza, and have some drinks. Soon we were deep in conversation and confiding our innermost secrets. He confessed that he and a coworker had been flirting. He had a major crush, and needed my help. He wanted me to teach him how to suck cock. So we went into my bedroom and I gave him a lesson on a variety of dildos. By the end of the night he was an expert. Continue reading “The Company Brunch” →

Janet 1-844-332-2639 ext 456

Finger in my pussy and thumb on my clit I moved my other hand under my shirt to play with my breast. Pinching my nipple. Throwing my head back in a moan. I was not going to cum though. No, not yet. I still had a plaything to play with. I was not going to let this one go to waste. This was not just a quick session in the backroom. No this was a rare treat for me. One I planned to drag out as long as I could. After 2 hours of him unmoving on the ground kneeling I decided it was time to go and start my actual fun.

Making my way down he like a good boy still doesn’t move even when he hears me coming. His head is down eyes focused on the floor. I circle him slightly impressed by his form. His discipline. I start to walk away down to the door leading to my fun. “Come” a single word that echoes off the stone walls. He moves without thinking just like I like. Once we entered the room I shut the door locking it with a huge clanking sound.

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Diana  1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I knew exactly what kind of attention I could command. I know that I am quite the temptation to most red-blooded men. Today, a simple grocery run was about to get a lot more interesting.

As I walked down the aisles, I saw him—tall, lean, and focused on picking out a bottle of bubbly. He didn’t see me yet, but he would soon enough. My hips moved deliberately, my walk slow, intentional. I knew the effect I had when I wanted to turn it on.

“Need help choosing?” I asked, my voice low and teasing as I stopped beside him, reaching for a bottle just within his reach.

His eyes flicked to me, surprise flashing in them before quickly shifting to something else. I had his attention now. “Yeah, maybe I do,” he said, his voice calm but curious.

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