Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Deciding not to give up on my New Year resolutions so soon, even though I had lost the four pounds I gained, I am still fucking Mark. Oh, and working out, I guess. 

Honestly, my real New Year resolutions are to get more attention and do a better job hiding my bad decisions.

Loving saunas, I have a plan. 

Texting Mark, I said, “Hey, meet me in my gym’s sauna at noon today. I need a relaxing workout and my muscles, and holes are sore from taking your big cock”. 

Mark texted back and said, “Sounds like a plan babe”. 

Looking at the clock, I see it’s 11:45 am and I head down to the gym’s sauna. Wearing black leggings, a black push-up sports bra, and purple Jordans, I look good. However, when I get to the gym, I strip everything off. Instead, I slip into my white Fendi Cloud Slides and a white Ralph Lauren bathrobe. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

For a long time, I have known this slutty bitch named Jemma. Well, she’s not a bitch, but she can be really annoying. Not to mention, she is definitely a slut, has been as long as I’ve known her.

The thing is, I have a bit of a kink, some may even call it a dark side. Personally, I don’t, but you tell me. On the other hand, the thing about Jemma is, that she’ll pop or snort anything white you hand her. Knowing this, I had a plan.

Purchasing Jemma a blonde wig and gold tiara. In addition, I bought her a sexy pink teddy. The teddy clipped open at the front so it made her perky tits look even bigger. Not to mention, a sexy pink crotchless thong and gold Louboutins.

Beforehand, when I dropped off the items, I told Jemma I wanted to fuck her. To add, I gave her a white bag with some pills and told her to get ready and take two to loosen up.

When I arrived at her bedroom, she looked stunning and so fuckable. She always does.

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Kora 1844-332-2369 Ext.309

Sexy ebony Dom Kora was in her sex dungeon cleaning the sex equipment from her last appointment. Then, all of a sudden, her next appointment was early. Dom Kora walks to the front of the dungeon to greet her next cum patient. His name is Evan, and he says he is here for cock and ball play and sensation play; DOM Kora begins putting up the cleaning supplies and cleans her hands. She puts on her Dom equipment and gets her instruments of pleasure. Dom Kora walks back into the room with Evan and says, “Take off your clothes now !” Dom Kora shouts as she waves her paddle.

Evan immediately gets undressed and stands in front of Dom Kora with a soft cock; Kora begins walking around Evan, observing him, and then she instructs him to lock eyes with her Evan gets hard immediately without hesitation, and that makes Dom Kora smirk a little. Dom Kora touches Evan with a sex whip on his chest, which pushes him to the sex table. Dom Kora begins handcuffing him to the table and standing the table upright; Kora proceeds to ask, “Why are you here to see Dom Kora?”

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

For a while, I had been seeing this guy named Jake. Well, not really seeing him, just picking up stuff from him.

I felt bad for him, not pity, genuine sympathy. Jake was a lot older than me. For a long time, he had been a pro-MMA fighter. As a result, he had severe cauliflower ears on both sides. In addition, he was a guy who went bald early, so he always wore hats, and I never saw him without one. Lastly, he used a cane, due to years of severe injuries his body was just broken.

One night, I was at his house. I waited for him in his bedroom as he weighed my stuff in another room. I get curious sometimes, and I love to snoop. Under Jake’s mattress, I found a naughty photo of the princess Belle.

This photo was sexy. Belle had her hair half up in loose curls. She was wearing a regal-looking, yellow off-the-shoulder bra. In addition, she had on yellow panties, a garter belt, and stockings. I’ll admit, I was turned on. In addition, I had a plan.

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All sorority girls are bitches. Okay, not all of them. However, in my experience most of them are. I would know, I’ve been to enough Fraternity and Sorority parties.

On the other hand, I find that a lot of guys have a kink for Sorority sisters. Specifically, a kink for a sorority girl threesome.

Luckily for me, I seem to have a stockpile of Kappa Kappa Gamma shirts. I suppose that’s what happens when you need to do the walk of shame out of the amount of Frat houses I have.

For a while, I had been seeing this guy named Mark. Mark had been a Sigma Alpha Epsilon when he attended school. He wasn’t lucky enough to “pin” someone and exchange letters and I don’t think he’s ever let it go.

My AI doll, Rita, is always down to fuck and is the most amazing fuck you will ever get. Like, as good as me, and I don’t say that lightly. However, I wanted another girl for this. So I decided to call my friend Zoey.

“Hey slut”, Zoey said, when she answered my call.

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Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

My horny Sissy has been pushing me to see how naughty we can get. The things we do together are simply disgusting, and they make Mommy Valerie so happy. The other day, my darling girl called, and it had been a while since I heard from her.

I asked if she’d been longing for our flavor of filth, and she said she had. For a bit, I wondered if I’d scared her off with the perverted things I make her do, but now. My nasty slut was willing and ready for Mommy Valerie to take over as usual. I dressed her in soft pale pink thigh highs with a matching garter belt and no panties. Sluts don’t get panties. Her tiny little clitty was pulsing as I forced her into high heels and started to apply her makeup.

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Mistress Takes Back The Bridegroom

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A bridegroom needs to be stolen back. See, a sub who serves so well is something a Domme should hold tight to. You know the saying, “It’s hard to find good help.” Well, it’s true of submissive boys as well. Finding one who isn’t an attention-needing, whiney whore is tough to come by, which is why I couldn’t let my sub get married.

He came to me the night before the big day and confessed to being in love. He said he was afraid to tell me because he knew how much I’d be hurt by him leaving me, and I was. More so, I was heartsick that he hadn’t shared this part of his life with me. I knew he’d been dating, but a wife? I wasn’t about to let him go without a fight.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Moving on, it’s New Year’s Day and I’m feeling flabby. What can I say? Holiday cookies and eating are just so yummy! Thank goodness my condo building has a gym. When I looked at myself in the mirror, weighing myself and seeing 116 pounds on the scale. I, therefore, decided to hire a personal trainer.

Now, my condo building’s gym is really nice. Top-of-the-line equipment. Full-size Olympic swimming pool, sauna, and hot tub.

It is barely used by people. It makes me feel like I have my own private gym oasis.

The trainer I hired is named Mark. All I knew about him was that he was fucking jacked, hot, and looked like he was packing a massive package.

Furthermore, I was wearing black Lulu Lemon leggings that were cinched a little bit so they really highlighted my phat ass. All I had on top was a pink Under Armour sports bra. On my feet were my black and pink Air Jordans.

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The year was 2019. Still attending the same prestigious private school. Wearing my short plaid skirts and slutty white shirts every day, I had become quite popular. I guess that’s what happens when you can constantly see my huge perky tits and bare ass cheeks as I walked down the hall. Not to mention, word around school was I was a slut. 

Ironically, 2019 was around the time Y2K fashion was trendy again and it was New Year’s Eve. Tommy was having a massive party to ring in the new year and anyone who was anyone would be there. Y2K themed, to make it fun. 

Back then, my drink of choice was watermelon Smirnoff with pink lemonade. It tastes exactly like Jolly Ranchers.

When I arrived at Tommy’s house, I looked hot and right on theme. I was wearing a short dark-wash jean skirt, barely covering my tits was a bright pink, blue, and purple floral daisy crop top. I had on black fishnets and pink Dr Marten’s. My hair was in loose curls, held up with a bright purple scrunchie. My lips are so kissable with hot pink lipstick.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Ever since I was young, I have been known to be a bit of a slut. It may be due to stories such as this.

When I was in high school, I got invited to this big Kwanzaa party. Anyone who was anyone was there.

Back at that time, I went to a prestigious private school. Our school tended to dominate football because the majority of our team was made up of huge and hung black guys.

Of course, I was a cheerleader and I loved to fuck football players. Just to be clear, I love fucking all kinds of athletes. However, football, rugby, and hockey players tend to be my favorite. It just seems to be that they know how to fuck you just a little bit harder than you thought you wanted.

I must admit, when I walked down the hallway in my cheerleading uniform, I looked hot. My skirt was way too short for your typical cheerleading skirt and my top was way too tight. My big perky tits could barely fit into it and you could see my bare ass cheeks as I walked down the hall.

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