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              This is the time of the year for Fetish Balls, Burlesque, and parties. For me, it’s all about getting away with a bit more than normal. Men are just slaves to a hot, edgy woman like me. 

           Last night was the first of many Fetish Balls. I drop off your costume for the night and tell you where to meet me. You really don’t like what you see. It really isn’t even much of a costume. A collar, a leash, and some sort of black thong. You obey, but wonder if this is some sort of joke.

I make you get down on all fours as we enter. It’s crowded for a weeknight and you see that you aren’t alone in your odd costume. This is your first time serving me and you have no idea what to expect. There seems to be much more women than men. The more you look, the more you see that most of the men are like you.  

   What happens next? I really think you know, but call me so I can spell it out for you, little bitch.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

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Boys will be boys but at times they can be pretty gross!  I love that my son feels so comfortable not hiding what he is doing, but what a mess. All over his sheets, my sheets, and towels. Once I even found his cum on my black silk panties.

While I was enjoying a glass of wine, I came up with an idea. Our basement is never used even though we planned on making a game room. It will be a game room of sorts!

My son was curious when he saw all the boxes being delivered, but I told him to just wait for his surprise.

When I finally let him see his surprise, he seemed confused. A huge screen desktop, a very comfortable leather recliner, and a few sex toys. I explained that this will be his special private room to do as he pleases. I didn’t admonish him about all his “boy cream”, because they’re so easy to embarrass at that age.

I encouraged him to drop his pants and try it out. At first, there was a lot of embarrassing talk. He put on some porn finally and got comfortable. She looked very much like me. He finally asked for some privacy so I left him alone with his new toys.

I listened for just a few minutes to my son murmuring “oh mommy” over and over again. Mommy really does know best!

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Written By: Suzanne

          The Fall street festivals are starting getting ready for Halloween. It’s a great time to test out my costumes to see how the men and women react to me in them. Saturday night I wore a partial Harley Quinn costume.  Pink and blue hair streaks, fishnets, and pink mini and a ripped up pink and blue top.     

      I grabbed some drink tickets. A frozen Rita would definitely start off my night. Then I saw him! He was wearing a partial skeleton costume. It looks like he had the same idea.   

         I began to follow him through the dark, crowded streets. When he went down the dark alleyway, I was right behind him.  He couldn’t shake me if he tried. Suddenly he turned around.

I made it very clear what I wanted. A hot, quick fuck in the alley, and we both could get back to our night.  He had other thoughts. He wanted to play a game to get to know me. Get to know me? I wanted to fuck!

After a slow start, things were getting fucking hot. Clothes were coming off and soon, I was pushed against the alley wall. He did not disappoint!

How about you? Do you want to play a sexy little game with me? 

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Written By: Harley

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There is a first time for everything. I met this new guy, and I really do like him. We have so much in common, but unlike me, he goes to church service every Sunday. I was eager to impress in ways other than sex.

He was very happy when I said that I would very much enjoy going with him. What to wear?  Maybe a short sundress, some pretty lace panties and of course, sheer panty hose.

When he arrived, he had a package for me.  He was actually worried I might not have proper pantyhose on. They were very pretty and silky so I changed for him. He had the silliest grin.

The church was super warm and the sun was shining in. It was odd, but I began to feel a little stickiness in my panties. I looked over at my date and he had his lap covered with a pamphlet. 

I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable.  My panties were getting wetter and oddly I could smell sex. You know like jizz and someone fucking.

What the hell was in those pantyhose?

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Written By: Daphne

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There’s just something about a man dumping his load inside of me that’s so fucking hot to me! I love having a full pussy leaking cum all day. What makes it even BETTER is when they fill me up with a mission… to knock up my little teen cunt!

They always fuck different when they want to pump a baby inside of me. It’s not about making me feel good. They only want to pump as much baby batter into me as they can.

Sometimes they even bring a friend or 2 to help their cause. They want to see that little baby bump and suck on my milky teen tits. I love it so much! All the attention on me, fucking me as hard as they can. It’s heaven!

If you’ve never tried impregnating a teen slut like me, you’re missing out! Come see how fun it is!

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Written By: Libby

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                   Show me just why I might want you in my life. You’re standing in front of me groveling and looking very useless. I can’t imagine what I might need you for. Your cock is way too small and you certainly don’t know how to use it. There’s really only one thing left to do.

Don’t cry, I think the new you will be better suited for your lack of size. First, I remove all that nasty hair. I see the hair masked just how small you really are. You know, it’s really more like a clit. How can it be though, with those little grape looking things between your legs.

Bite on this so my neighbors don’t hear you scream. I promise it will be over soon. One quick slice and the offending balls are gone. With all the hair removed, you’re starting to take your new form.

Hair, makeup, and soon you’ll be the perfect fuck toy. I see you looking at my clothes, my very stylish and elegant clothes. Those are not for you, little slut.You will look and act like the perfect whore for Mistress Rayne. Good Girl.

Written By: Lady Rayne

           Wet, hot and tangy and you fucking crave it. It began with a few cold beers and then you eating my pussy. You were doing a more than passable job, but I had to piss. I could have gotten up, but why when your mouth was right there. I cared little about your feelings, so I just pissed in your mouth. You said nothing and when I was done, I made you leave. 

         I called you later that night as I wanted more. You quickly came over and began licking me again. Did I hear you right? Did you ask me to piss in your fucking mouth? 

Then I demanded you rim me. Not just a lick, get your tongue in all the way. Taste and savor all of me. The more you tongued me, the more I felt like I owned you. I wasn’t just going to give it to you, I needed you to beg for it.

You tongue lapped up my juices, you felt how silky smooth my asshole is. You pushed your tongue as far as you could. Then you began to beg for it.  You pleaded for just a little taste. 

I pushed you to your knees and told you to tilt your head back. I hovered above your face and gave you just what you craved.

Then I told you to get the fuck out of my house. 

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

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             You had your first violent dream when you were too young to even know what rape was. It was about your pretty neighbor and her daughter. You dreamt  that when you were finished with her, you went to her daughter’s room. When you woke up, your sheets were wet.

The dreams continued and you found you couldn’t wait until bedtime. A few years later, the dreams entered your head with very intrusive thoughts. It was hard to even concentrate. Those twisted thoughts gave you the most exciting feelings in your pants.

You decided to take a year off before entering college. You’re quite brilliant and graduated years before your friends.  You backpacked through Europe and found the very exciting hostels.

The first person was a street kid and who would miss her. The second was a prostitute. You figured she got what she deserved. Now you needed more, something even more risky. Perhaps, taking the girls and boys from the hostel?

You could do that, of course, but why? Woman are attracted to your looks and intelligence. Don’t you think it’s time to hit up one of those snobby five star hotels and to take what you want?  

Written By: Poison Ivy

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      I truly don’t understand what you’re fucking whining about, it’s just a little scratch. Please remember, that you agreed to my terms. 

       You said you would do anything to make me happy. I mentioned that I needed some real practice with my knife throwing. For that, I needed a model, victim, chosen one. Whatever I decide to call your sacrifice to me. 

Let’s strip you down and tie you to the wheel. Let’s make it a tad tighter. We wouldn’t want you to flinch and accidently get jabbed, would we?

Now, just a quick spin of the wheel and I’ll toss my shiny, metal knife.  Oh fuck darling, you flinched. No matter as my dogs will clean up the blood. Another spin of the wheel and let’s master 2 knives at once. 

This is rather odd, even for you. I see you actually have a massive hard-on. It looks like your wish is about to come true. I’m going to fuck you until I cum.

Then what? I wouldn’t want you to be tortured thinking of sex with me that will never happen again.  Maybe if I take my shiny little knife and right when we’re coming, I slice your vein?

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

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          I went out clubbing last night. I wasn’t sure what I was looking for. Some drinks, dancing, and who knows. I’ve been going to a certain club since I was barely a teen. The older people would put a straw to my mouth and tell me to suck. That wasn’t all I sucked, but I digress as this is about something else. 

I was flirting with a super sexy guy. Long silky hair, tall, muscled, and a great dancer. After some dancing and some more drinks, we went to the patio for some privacy. We kissed and fuck did he know how to kiss. 

Then he made the mistake of opening his mouth for something besides kissing. He began to brag about the size of his cock. I quickly unzipped his pants. What the fuck? Nothing but a huge disappointment. Trust me, my disappointment was the only huge thing. 

            That is when the night becomes a blur. I left him sitting there with pants wide open. I had a few shots of Absinthe with the bartender.

Then…..I have no idea except I woke up in a strange room. In bed next to me was, well it was someone. Their back was to me. Male, female, trans, who the fuck knows?

I quietly got out of their bed and went to other side to look. What the fuck did I do last night?

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

 Money can buy anything, can’t it?  You have lots of it, but have become so very, very bored. Women just throw themselves at you because of your money and your good looks. 

         You have bought many things from the dark web. Porn, drugs, weapons but never a person, until yesterday. You found my cute, little ad and you immediately contacted me to put in your order. 

Young, tiny, skinny, and innocent. You’ve been fooled before by escorts and you hope I don’t try to pull a fast one and arrive with someone older. 

       I drive for hours with your purchase in my trunk. A deserted farm house, the things nightmares are made of. I take her in and get the rest of my fee. I give you your final instructions on what to do with her when you’re done. 

You take her to the barn. She’s coming out of her drug haze to see what are clearly implements of torture. She looks around to see you both are not alone. The last thing she remembers before the drugs all take effect is seeing her mother and father nude and putting their hands all over her. 

Written By: Poison Ivy

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     I need a bit of a distraction as this has been a long week already. My closest friend had a plan which would help us both out. She recently bought a male strip club and needed to do some hiring. I quickly offered my services. 

She handed me a list and their basic stats. I poured a dirty martini and went over the list. I texted 5 of them and told them to come over and to be prepared to audition. 

  Oh no, it looks like I forgot to stagger the appointments. Here I am sitting on my chair waiting for my dancers to show up one by one, but suddenly, I’m surrounded by 5 gorgeous men. 

   Soon, clothes are coming off and not just theirs. Join us? Don’t worry what happens in Tiffany’s bedroom, stays in her bedroom. Unless, of course, we film it!

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Written By: Tiffany

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              Lazy day for you today, isn’t it?  You decided to call in sick for work, but just not sure what to do with yourself today. I have a thought! Why not roll a joint and pour yourself a tall, cold glass of Gin. Sounds good, doesn’t it?

  Let me be your eager, sultry , hot barmaid. Let’s begin with an icy shot of Gin, straight from the freezer in a chilled little shot glass. Sexy, isn’t it?  There’s no rush, so let’s take our time. We both have all day, don’t we?

  How about that joint now? Have a few puffs on me!  Now you have cotton mouth and need another icy, cold shot. You think you’ve had enough? Oh no not yet, we’re just beginning. How about a body shot? 

Why drink alone when you can hear my gorgeous voice gently guiding you. 

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

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  Nothing says Spring is here more than outdoor fucking. The heavy coats are off and shorts and mini dresses are on! The sun is out and people just can’t get enough of it.

         My favorite part is all younger men looking for some fun. I toss on a sheer mini dress, and head for the Village. I live in a small college town and the hot boys are everywhere during Spring. I do have something in mind though. I want a threesome with 2, yes 2 virgin young men. Imagine starting them fresh and teaching them everything I know.

            Once in town, I grab an iced coffee. I chat with the barista for a bit and notice two hotties sitting in the corner. I pretend I don’t live there and ask for directions. So complicated, maybe they can just show me the way. 

We get to my destination, where we share a joint. We’re laughing and they’re rather high. I dare them to kiss. I tell them I love seeing guys together and that it would really make me wet. They begin to kiss and clothes start to come off. 

Wouldn’t you love to be one of those boys? Or maybe, just maybe you wish you were me in my sexy mini dress. 

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

           We’ve been chatting back and forth and I’m so excited to finally meet. After we texted for days, and I finally got to hear your voice, I was addicted. Tonight is the night and I couldn’t be more excited.

I made sure everything was ready hours before you arrived. Candles lite, martini’s cold, bedding fresh, and I will say, I look amazing! I put on some soft jazz and think about all the possibilities. 

You look amazing and just the perfect amount of a light cologne. We hug excitedly, then I pour you a drink. This is going to be a night to remember.

We talk a bit more, we have another drink, and then we kiss. It was the perfect soft and not so soft kiss. I could feel myself getting so wet.

        We tear off our clothes heading to my bedroom, then something makes me stop dead in my tracks. What in the fuck is that thing between your legs? There’s a lot of hair, but I can rip that right off. Maybe that’s why I can barely see your cock.

I mention the issue and you tell me you can fix that. I hand you a razor and you come out clean for me.

Oh my! It seems even smaller without the pubs. Is it a dick or a clit? Whatever it is, it’s tiny. So much for the night I had planned, but now I’m very upset.

I could use my strap-on, but is he even worth my energy?  I text several men friends and tell him I have a very exciting surprise for him. Moral of the story is don’t come around me with that tiny dick unless you want some dick!

Written By: Lady Rayne

         I constantly see you staring at my soft, pale hands. I imagine you are wondering how your cock would feel with my hand wrapped around it stroking. Yawn! I can tell you that’s not what I’m fucking imagining.  Come closer and I will tell you.

I find you at a coffee shop close to my home. I wonder what you’re doing here, as my neighborhood definitely isn’t your scene. You’re watching my every move. I do agree that my pale hands with shiny black nail polish is very sexy. Imagine it wrapped around your cock slowly stroking. Imagine my nails clawing your back while we’re fucking. 

My hand is around your throat while I’m riding you. The more excited I get, the harder I squeeze. Don’t worry about my fucking pleasure. If you pass out, I’ll still ride your hard cock till I cum. 

Once I am finished, I kick you to see if you move. No pulse either. Such a shame, and it all began because you craved my soft, pale hands.

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx

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You know that as a young boy that you were fascinated with Mommy’s pantyhose and panties. You went into her lingerie draw and touched them.  Or maybe, your first crush was on a girl at school. You couldn’t keep your eyes off her legs. Her pretty skirts and pantyhose were enough to keep that school boy cock of yours hard all semester long.

That is how it all got started. That is how you developed a pantyhose fetish. You love pantyhose. You love the look and the feel of them. Maybe you even have a pair of your own or maybe you like your lover to wear them for you so you can feel against your naked cock.

 I have a whole lingerie drawer full of pantyhose, new pairs still in their pristine package and other worn pairs just waiting to worn again.

I like sheer black, opaque black, nude, creamy taupe. A girl has to have lots of different colors and textures to go with different events and different outfits.

I know that you are fascinated with my pantyhose and need an outlet for your fetish.  Let’s play dress-up and I will let you cum in my pantyhose. You know you need this!  

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Written By: Brooke

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I saw what you did and I must admit, I was not impressed! You finally get her in your house and then nothing. You give her a Coke and you didn’t even spike it. What a fucking loser you are. It’s  clear how much you need me. 

You try again the next afternoon. You get brave and touch her little pink nipple. Are you actually drooling, you pervert? 

I really can’t take much more of this. I swear, I’ll vomit and make you lick it up.

I bust the window on the kitchen door and let myself in. You’re such a loser that she’s laughing at you. Once she sees the look on my face, she stops laughing and the sobbing and begging begins.

You’re beginning to think this was a bad idea. You only wanted a peak at those little hard nipples and her hairless cunt. Just a peak. You sure didn’t want me to cut off her clothes and tell her she won’t be needing them anymore.  Your face says one thing but your hard cock says another.

Let’s face facts loser, you desperately need me to bring your plan to fruition.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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I wonder if you dislike interruptions as much as I do? You’re laying on your bed with your cock out and then you get interrupted. Maybe a knock at your door, or the wife just got home. Interruptions just suck. 

Now just imagine this. I have put on my black silky stockings and red corset just for you. You have spun the most imaginative, edgy, and dirty roleplay just for us. I’m excited!

We begin and I’m instantly wet and ready. I begin to pinch my hard nipples as we talk. The sound of your voice was just what I needed that morning. A bit more of talking and you’re totally under my spell. I’m also under yours, but in a very different way.

I’m so wet and feel like I might explode any second.

Then it happens.

There’s a knock at his door and the session has ended. Leaving me so very excited and in need of a deep voice. 

I really could use a hot voice right now.  Let’s not get interrupted before we both explode from all the waiting. 

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Written By: Tiffany

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