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A client called me today to cry about how his Dad walked in on him masturbating to shemales. Not just any Shemales but to me. I guess he was in his room, jerking away to the porn I fed him and rereading our chats. He had headphones on to listen to the sissy femboi taking a cock pounding from powerful women like me, and he didn’t hear his Dad call to him repeatedly.

Instead of knocking, his Dad just pushed open the door! The worst part is that my poor little fem-loving jerk slave didn’t even feel the presence. So, as his Dad was trying to get his attention, he was just fwapping away.

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Oh no, we have a cum junkie on our hands! Someone got a taste of my Goddess shecum, and now he’s addicted. The poor thing literally goes into withdrawals if he doesn’t get a hit of my spunk on his tongue at least once a day. At first, it was cute, watching him tremble in desire. He’d do anything just to taste a drip.

Precum was the gateway. So sweet and savory, the perfect way to lure in a cock sucker and get them addicted. I take great care of my body and fuel it with divine cum producing foods. Things that make me taste even better than the average load.

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Part 3

You met me at an after-party in a luxurious penthouse. Tall, beautiful, overwhelming, and powerful. I invited you into a private back room, more commanded, really. But how could you resist?

You find yourself in a low-lit hall adorned with expensive decorations. Statues on pedestals, ancient-looking bronze weapons in glass cases with parchment and behind you, 12-foot high glass windows overlooking a city below you that is teeming with life even at this hour.

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The One Rule

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So you want to explore a little, but you’re worried about being gay. It’s okay, there’s just one rule you must follow while we play, and as long as you don’t break that rule, you won’t be gay. Are you curious about what the rule is?

All you have to do is make sure you don’t make me cum! That’s easy, right? It’s not like you want to play with my dick like that. You just want to explore. And you should. Come on. I’ll lie down and take it out. You can just… touch it…and stuff. If you want.

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shecock crazed

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You think it’s a well-kept secret? Honey, the lust for my shecock is written all over your features. I’m not sure why you thought you could hide such a strong desire. Is it curiosity that’s making you so crazy? Constantly wondering what it would be like?

Would you be embarrassed at how hard you get when you see my cock? Will the heat of my shaft sear your skin and make you a faggot forever? Probably. You won’t know till you give in.

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My gay bf wants you

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Together we went out for a long night on the town. But it wasn’t just us; you have to prove yourself. My gay best friend meets us, and we start having drinks. Questions are flying left and right. What do you do for a living? And what kind of hobbies do you have? What is your favorite position? You’ve told me before that you would never be into a guy. That the only reason you will look past my cock is because I’m so feminine and soft. You haven’t gotten it yet, I know tonight you’re hoping his approval will finally take us to the bedroom.

Is that too personal? He doesn’t care. Who is he? My gay best friend and he approves of ALL my relationships. If you want any chance at this, you have to pass his tests. And from what I hear, they are rigorous!

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TD Alexus is your Shecock for hire

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It’s time! You’ve decided no more playing around—no more excuses. You’ve looked over the website a thousand different times and always convinced yourself not to follow through. But, this time, you’re really going to do it. So, when you click my profile on “Shecock for hire,” a thrill zips through your body.

After viewing all the TS profiles, mine is the one that stands out the most. As if my gaze is drawing you and giving you the comfort you seek to really do it. I seem softer and more feminine than the others. That alone makes it easier to convince yourself that you aren’t gay, just curious. Rereading the words, you feel your cock swelling. Not wanting to back out again, you select the “booking” button and schedule our meeting.

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Every relationship runs its course. Some last longer than others, but eventually, they all fizzle out. That’s what I tried to explain to Ian, this sexy Hispanic man I’ve been fucking for several months. We had incredibly good sex, but that was it. Personality-wise, he’s a bore.

Ian tried to say he’d change or pick up hobbies I’m into, but my choice to end things wasn’t malicious. I was becoming bored. He began to cry, and I really hate watching people be sad, so to cheer him, I offered him one last good fuck before we said goodbye.

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When you work in an office, you begin to know your coworker and their habits. You don’t try to learn these things, but you pick them up. Like how you know when Scott goes for lunch and how many times Tammy uses the bathroom daily. You learn how Tiffany always clocks out early on Fridays and is late every Monday morning.

Being observant is a blessing. If I weren’t, I wouldn’t know that Ian has a habit of getting hard at his desk every day around ten AM. At first, I thought maybe he was just lazy and refused to get up from his desk around then, but I started watching more carefully. Finally, right around ten AM, he begins to squirm in his seat and push his erection down with the heel of his hand as if he wished it wasn’t happening.

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They say there’s something women like about a pickup man. I couldn’t know for sure what the appeal is, but it turns me on when he helps me into his lifted pickup truck. He rolls down the windows and turns up the radio as we travel down old backroads. They twist and turn, following the path around landmarks instead of cutting right through nature’s beauty like the highways do.

With the wind blowing my hair all around the cab, I shift onto my knees and lean over the console. His cheek blush, and he adjusts his ballcap, tugging it down to hide his emotions. His nervous chuckles give him away, though. My hand rubs over his crotch. We’d talked before about how he’d never experienced road head. After today, he won’t be able to say that anymore.

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