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sissy

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I leaned back against the plush velvet headboard, my eyes drinking in the sight of you. You stood before me, a vision in lace and satin, your delicate form accentuated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Your cock was caged, the steel teasingly visible beneath the lace panties you wore. My pussy throbbed with anticipation, my fingers itching to play with you.

“Come here, my little sissy,” I purred, my voice dripping with desire. You obeyed, your heels clicking softly against the hardwood floor as you approached the bed. I could see the flush of arousal on your cheeks, the way your breath hitched as you looked at me. “Amber,” you whispered, your voice barely audible. I smiled, reaching out to run my fingers over the silky fabric of your panties. I could feel your cock straining against the cage, begging for release. But that wasn’t going to happen tonight.

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diaper

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I watched as you waddled towards me, your diaper crinkling with each step. Your eyes sparkled with mischief, a sight that never failed to make my heart flutter and my pussy wet. “Amber,” you whined, your bottom lip pouting. “I need a change.”

I chuckled, my eyes tracing the outline of your hardening dick pressing against the diaper. “Is that so?” I teased, my fingers tracing the waistband. “Well, let’s get you cleaned up then.” You nodded eagerly, your eyes never leaving mine as I undid the tapes of your diaper. The scent of your arousal filled the room, making my clit throb with anticipation. I pulled the diaper away, revealing your rock-hard dick, already slick with precum. I gasped, as my hand instinctively reached out to stroke your length. You moaned in response, forgetting the ABDL role-play fun we had planned, as your hips bucked into my hand. I smirked, my grip tightening around your dick.

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knee

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I’ll never forget the night I got my scar. It was a typical Friday night, and my boyfriend, Jack, and I were in the mood for some fun. I wore my silky coffee-colored stockings, knowing how much they turned him on. As soon as he saw me, his eyes lit up with desire. Jack groaned and pulled me closer, his hands roaming over my body. We started to kiss, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, and I knew I wanted him inside me.

We moved to the bed, and Jack started to undress me. He slowly pulled off my shirt, revealing my bare breasts. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs rubbing against my nipples. I moaned and arched my back, wanting more. Jack then moved down to my skirt, pulling it off along with my panties. He kissed his way up my legs, stopping at the back of my knee. He ran his tongue over the silky material of my stockings, making me shiver with pleasure. “I love these fucking stockings,” he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. I moaned in response, my pussy aching for him.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Truth or Dare? Have you ever had two girl phone sex? As in me, you and another sexy slutty cunt, taking turns speaking out your wildest fantasies. It is the sexiest thing to experience. Sometimes I hang out with my friend Holly and we tag team horny guys on random calls. But this blog isn’t about that! It’s about how last night I had the CRAZIEST experience.

I went to a sex party with an exclusive friend of mine and there were three girls playing truth or dare. So, me being the spontaneous diva that I am, I decided to join in on the fun. These girls clearly were some freaks and they had just met a bigger freak, ME! “Okay Trinity, truth or dare?” One of the red hair girls asked. I laughed before I answered because if you are a freak, do you ever choose truth? “Dare” I replied. “I dare you too eat our pussies until we cum.” The other two girls looked at me with horniness in their eyes. “Hmm, no problem with me. Open them legs ladies!”

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

“Trinity humiliate me please!!.. “Shut your mouth you small dick loser. Didn’t I tell you I don’t want you looking at me directly in the eye when I’m talking to you? You are such a fucking idiot. You tiny miniature dick punk. No woman wants a loser for a man who doesn’t listen. You are pathetic. Pull down your fucking pants now and play with the tiny cock of yours. I want to see.” My little bitch boy made me so angry, so I had to humiliate and punish him. Humiliation phone sex has always been my specialty, but when I got him in my hands, I make him work for it. Any time he gets his confidence I must break him down and let him know that he doesn’t deserve to have a voice with a cock that size.

Most nights I have my guy friends come over and smack him in the face with their big black cocks to show him what real men looks like. “Play with that tiny dick you sissy boy.” With his 3 fingers he starts beating his cock. “Call me names Mother Trinity please. I want to cum so hard for you.” He loved

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like

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Like what you see?” I ask, teasing you. “Fuck, Amber. You have no idea,” you reply, your voice husky with desire. You reach out, your fingers tracing a path along the exposed skin of my chest. I shiver, goosebumps rising on my arms. You lean in, your mouth close to my ear. “I could spend all day just playing with these,” you whisper, your breath hot against my skin. I laugh, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the bedroom.

“Well, why don’t you then?” I suggest, my voice dripping with suggestion. I strip off my top, my breasts bouncing free. You waste no time, diving forward and capturing one in your mouth. I moan, my head falling back as you suck and tease my nipple. Your other hand comes up, cupping my other breast and kneading it gently. “Oh, fuck, that feels good,” I gasp, my fingers tangling in your hair.

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landscape

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Your hands reach out, exploring the landscape of my body. They trace the curve of my hips, the indent of my waist, and finally, they find their way to my breasts. A soft moan escapes my lips as your fingers graze my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.

I watch as you lower your zipper, freeing your thick, hard dick. It’s a sight that never fails to make my pussy ache with need. I step closer, pressing my breasts against your chest, our skin slick with anticipation. “Fuck, Amber,” you groan as I take your dick in my hand, guiding it between my breasts. The sensation is mesmerizing, both for you and for me. The feeling of your hard length sliding between my soft mounds, coated in a sheen of sweat, is unlike anything else. I look up at you, our eyes locked in a passionate gaze as I begin to move.

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you're

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“I can’t believe you’re doing this,” I whisper, my heart pounding in my chest as I watch you through the gap in the curtain. I’m standing in my bedroom, completely naked, my body flushed with excitement. I can see you clearly through the window, your eyes fixed on my body as you slowly stroke your cock. You’re wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs, your thick, grey hair sticking up in every direction.

“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” you say, your voice low and husky. “Ever since I saw you bending over in your garden this morning.” Blushing at the memory, my pussy growing wet at the thought of you watching me in my favorite pair of tiny shorts and a crop top, my body on full display as I tended to my flowers. I knew you were watching me, and the thought made me so fucking horny. “Come over, Mr. Gillis” I say, my voice shaking with desire…“I want to suck your cock…Please.”

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stockings

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“You’re wearing those nylon stockings I got you, right? I want to feel your tongue on my toes. Lick them like you love them, and I might give you a treat.” Justin’s face lights up, his eyes sparkling like the stars above. He’s always been a sucker for Amber’s feet, especially when she’s wearing her favorite pair of nylon stockings. He can’t help but feel aroused at the thought of her asking him to lick her toes. “Yes, Amber. I’m wearing them. I’d be happy to lick your toes for you.”

“Good boy,” Amber says, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Come here and take off my shoes.” Justin eagerly complies, crawling over to Amber on his hands and knees. He reaches for her feet, gently removing her shoes and socks, revealing her perfect, pedicured toes. He can’t help but stare at them for a moment, admiring their beauty before he begins to lick them. Amber moans softly as Justin’s tongue makes contact with her skin. He starts at her heel, licking his way up to her toes, savoring the taste of her skin. He takes each toe into his mouth, swirling his tongue around them, feeling her tremble with pleasure.

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cj

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Hey there CJ, you ready to go home?” I asked. “Yep yep, I wanna get outta here!” he replied, with great enthusiasm. “I know you’re excited. I’m glad you’re doing better. You’ve been such a good boy in the hospital,” I said as I wheeled him to the front entrance. “I’m not a boy, I’m a man!” CJ pouted, crossing his arms. “Well, you’ll always be my special guy,” I said, ruffling his hair.

CJ blushed, looking down at his hospital gown. He had been in the hospital for a week after an episode, and he was finally being discharged. The doctor had told me to monitor him, keep him settled and not allow him to get too rambunctious, but CJ was a hyper guy, so that was difficult. He really tested my patience and he really wanted to be bad, but I didn’t get upset, I was just happy to have him home. As we got into the car, CJ started fidgeting in his seat. “I’m so bored,” he complained. “Well, we’re almost home. Just be patient,” I said, patting his hand. CJ pouted again, but he settled down. When we got home, I helped him into

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