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Her New Toy
Mia wondered if Daisy was regretting her girls night out yet. That wild celebration of her friend getting married probably hadn’t ended quite the way she expected. Blindfolded, gagged and bound, every muscle in her body begging for Mia to let her cum. It had been so easy to separate Daisy, or whatever her name…
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A Pussy Girl’s Role Is To Pleasure
The air was thick and hot in the well appointed bedroom, and the space filled with the sharp tang of sweat mixed with the cloying sweetness of arousal, accompanied by moans and the rustle of silk sheets. A large dildo rested on the bedside table, a silent promise of things to come. “Mmmm Babe, this…
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Show Us Your Enthusiasm
Kathy fidgeted uncomfortably in her seat. The leather of the interview chair felt unforgiving and sticky against her thighs. Was she sweating, it felt like she was sweating. As soon as she thought it, a trickle of sweat snaked down her spine, clinging uncomfortably to her blouse. The two interviewers sat, impassively, opposite her. She’d…
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A Straight Girl Wouldn’t Want Her Pussy Licked
What was that, a whimper? Cum?? Oh no, I’m not going to let you cum. You’re straight, remember, and you’d never dream of cheating on your boyfriend like that. Such a betrayal, it is unthinkable, isn’t it?
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Be Careful What You Wish For
You didn’t really think you could win this, did you, sweetie? I mean, look at him? So tall, so strong and so much bigger than you. Compared to him, you’re barely a man at all. He’s just like the men in all the porn you look at, isn’t he? And he treats me like they…
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Corrupted
The chatroom was Kathy’s downfall. She unraveled slowly, but the chatroom remained at the center. Of course porn wasn’t new to Kathy, it was everywhere on the internet after all. As she got older she found herself more and more drawn to it. At first just curious and then her imagination taking hold as she…
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A Little Treat For The Panty Addict
Your dirty little secret. How many pairs of panties have you stolen at this point? Dozen’s? More? Can you even count? How many from your friends? At sleepovers? When visiting? Ever since you were a teenager and wanted to take one quick sniff. The scent tickling your nostrils and invading your brain. Your pussy, so…
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A Friend Drove Me Home
A Friend Drove Me Home by Mia Sumner It’s sweet of you to worry, babe, but really there was no need. I’m sorry I missed your call last night, and I know I should have answered your texts. It’s just that I went out with some friends and had a few drinks. No, of course…