Category: lingerie fetish

Manipulative Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

Do you know why men are cautious of me? The answer is easy. I always get what I want and do what I want. And right now, Rhonda Needs a Virgin.

Time for some age play, guys! I want you to remember what you were like when you were young and oh-so innocent, desperate for even the smallest amount of attention from any girl at school. Were you still a virgin in college? You’ll tell me all the details of what you were like. It’ll help you get your mindset to what I want—young, innocent, desperate, and easy to manipulate.  That’s when I’m going to do what I want to get what I want.

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Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

I got a call from Neil around lunchtime on Friday. He was whispering into the phone, and it was really difficult to understand what he was saying until finally he hissed, ” I had an accident. Can you bring me a pair of underwear? Please, Val!” I sighed heavily. The last thing I wanted to do on my Friday was go down to the school to give that naughty boy a pair of his briefs.

I’d been telling his Mother he needed to be in diapers 24/7 due to his reoccurring accidents. However, she said it was just a phase, and he would grow out of it. I wondered if he’d grow out of it a lot quicker if, instead of bringing him briefs, I brought him a pair of his babysitter’s panties.

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Panty Pervs At The Laundry Mat

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

The washing machine in my apartment building stopped working, and our cheap-as-dirt slumlord hasn’t even attempted to replace or fix it, so my roommate, Kelly, and I decided we couldn’t put it off any longer. We’d have to go to the laundry mat. I’d never been to one, and the idea of my underthings tumbling around in the view of strangers made me feel a little icky. However, it didn’t seem like I had another choice at the moment.

We piled up our laundry baskets, a bottle of detergent, and a plastic baggy of dryer sheets into the car, then raided my piggybank for quarters. Kelly drove us as I tugged at the tiny booty shorts riding up my ass. I had nothing else to wear until my things were cleaned. As we parked in front of the shady building with people loitering outside, I began to feel more uncomfortable. I didn’t know there would be so many pervs at the laundry mat.

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Kora 844-332-2369 Ext.309

Kora is hosting a very sexy exotic bondage party and Kora invited all of Kora’s sexy little hot friends over Kora loves how hard those hotties orgasm, As the guests were arriving Kora went upstairs to change into her other attire for the evening. Guests were greeted by other guests talking about how Kora’s bondage parties are always thrilling, euphorically orgasmic, and the lingerie they got to take off. As the guests gathered in the “Royal Red Room” Kora made her grand entrance getting completely undivided attention on her Kora began to say”Welcome you beautiful sexy exotic beings you have entered Kora’s wild jungle and this very room you are standing in is the royal red room where we will engage in voyeurism play, sensation play, cuckold, Milf, femdom, throat fucking, anal nipple play or pleasure, cock and ball play or pleasure and much more.” kora says. The room was completely horny, tempted, and full of primal energy and Kora can’t wait for them to release it. Kora then says”without further a do let the no limits party begin !”Kora shouts. Everyone put down their wine glasses and began to

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

First of all, you don’t need to buy me any of this, I’ll be the first to admit I am addicted to shopping. Honestly, I’ll use any justification I can to treat myself.

This blog is dedicated to my thoughts on Lovense because I am constantly asked. Currently, I do not own a Lovense, but hopefully, I will by the time this blog is published. 

First of all, Dan Liu created Lovense in 2010, I would fuck him. He’s worth 19 million and he seems smart as fuck. Honestly, such a clever concept that I can’t believe did not exist until 2010. 

To start, I would purchase a Nora. The reason for this is that the first vibrator I ever owned was also a rabbit style. Plus, I think it would be fun to have my partner control the interior and exterior of my pussy. 

Second, I would purchase the Hush 2. It would be nice to have both a toy for my pussy and ass. Not to mention, I love a good booty plug. 

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Not long after my home had been broken into, I started fucking Daniel, the masked man.
Given that, Daniel broke into my home and forced his way into my pussy. He started showering me with the most luxurious gifts, dates, and trips. Not to mention, he gave me his big cock if I was a good girl.

Just as before, when Daniel left my house. A gift and a note would be left.

This time, the gift was an oversized white box, wrapped in exquisite gold and silver paper. On top was a large red bow. The card’s envelope, also red, had a gold monogrammed “D” wax seal.

The note read as follows, “Get ready sexy. Tonight, you’re getting the most luxurious winter fuck you’ve always wanted. Be ready for the helicopter at 6:00 pm sharp”. Inside the box, is an amazing Bottega Veneta beige minx fur coat. In addition, there was a Cartier diamond necklace, bracelet, and earrings.

I knew I needed to be ready quickly. Continue reading “Jemma’s Igloo Fuck” →

1844-332-2639 ext 285

Hi boys I’m Trinity and I’m hoping to finally meet the Daddy Dom to handle me anywhere and leave me feeling sarene. At work,driving home,in the grocery store or gas station ,the bank, at your favorite place for lunch. In passing brushing up against you on accident.. I need to be pleased on the spot so anywhere goes once my wet fuzzy peach start throbbing. I cant control myself something takes over me. It’s been so hard to keep a job I’m always disappearing to rub that tsunami out with no one to help most of the time. I’ve lost so many jobs by constantly showing up late or not coming back from break on time.. thinking to myself i can make it quick but I always seem to get lost dipping in the chocolate jar. Have you ever had to excuse yourself from a meeting because you’ve made a drenching mess of a wet spot on yourself?

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Rhonda 844-332-2639 ext 446

My Sissy Executive Toy is one of my favorite toys. I adore strong, powerful men. Men who make the big decisions and bear the weight of a company or corporation. Men who never show weakness. Because, to me, they are my toys.

They come to me with attitude. But stripping away their masculinity and putting them in stocking, panties, and frilly dresses fixes that. It’s the humiliation that comes first. Making him stand before me, twirling and swirling to show off how the sensual cloth flutters around his thighs. Maybe I’ll take a picture or two so he never forgets this moment. He knows what he is now. He is my sissy bitch.

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Mila (844-332-2639) Ext-220

Sometimes I fantasize about all the things I could buy in a sex shop. There is always so much to choose from! We all know the usual things, butt-plugs, vibrators, cheap polyester blindfolds. And sure, I have those all sitting in my bedside table. But I really want to use them more often. I mean, who gets to use those toys every day? And how can I expand my collection? Who regularly gets themselves a new adventure to play with? The absolute bliss of getting to try out a new sensation is something I always look forward to. Teasing myself until I can’t take it any longer. Having an adventurous man by my side would surely make it easier. Maybe I could go out and find one who really understands what I need. I could start on the prowl, finding the man who would allow me to fulfill my fantasy.

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Naomi (844-332-2639) 216

I want you to Worship My Stocking Covered Legs. There is just something exciting about having a man on his knees, waiting for permission, his eyes locked on my long, luscious legs. I give permission, but the orders are clear. “Start at the bottom. Use your mouth only”.

With your hands on the floor, you’ll bow down low, pressing your lips at the top of my black stiletto heels.

“More,” I’ll whisper softly, eyes locked on you, mesmerized as I see you debase yourself, bow, obey, while you lick my heels. Juices leak out of my pussy, the scent filling the air. I hear you sniff, inhaling my pleasure, driving you to surrender more to your task.  Your mouth will open as your tongue bathes the leather like you are trying to devour it. You dick bobs, the head brushing against the carpet. You moan like the depraved little slut you are, subject to all my whims. Continue reading “Worship My Stocking Covered Legs” →