Mom's Curly Bush

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

Being a boy mom is so special. The way they love their Mom is like nothing else. Especially when they start to feel that love for Mommy in their special places. I’ve always been comfortable wearing little to nothing in my house. Prancing around in panties and a tee shirt or some slinky nightie when it was hot. It didn’t occur to me what my curly bush was doing to my teenage son until it was too late.

One warm spring night, we decided to have a movie night, just the boy and me. It felt like summer was already crawling upon us, so I stripped out of my work clothes and joined him on the couch, wearing a short nightie and no panties. It was sweltering, so I had to let my girl breathe. After sitting, I realized I forgot my drink, so I popped back up and scurried to the kitchen, where I stretched over the counter to grab it. I could feel the hem ride over my ass cheeks, but I assumed my boy was watching the TV. When I turned around, I realized just HOW much he loved his Mom.

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Dirty Daddy

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Valentine’s Day always reminds me of my dirty daddy. He makes sure to spoil me every year, and this Valentine’s Day was no different. My dirty daddy surprised me with something hot!!

He sent me a handwritten invitation that simply said, “Happy Valentine’s Day my princess. See you at 7:00.” The invitation was delivered by courier, along with two boxes. One had a dress in it, the other had new shoes. There was a note attached that said, “Put these both on for your dirty daddy”.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I was at a strip club, and it was amateur night. Always having a fantasy of spinning on the pole, I decided to step up and see what I could do. I was wearing a purple plaid short skirt and a white crop top with black stiletto knee-high boots. It was the perfect outfit for stripping. I stepped up and began.

The pole was set on a platform and when you were up there, you felt like you’re on a pedestal. Finally, I felt like the Goddess I AM! I stood in front of the pole, leaning my back against it and my holds holding on above my head. I squatted down, spread my legs, closed them back up, and then stood back up. The was the cliché stripper move right?

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Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

It’s time, darling.  You’ve worked hard up to this moment.  Now it’s time to put all that hard work to good use.  You’ve earned yourself a trip to the local glory hole.  I know you’ve been anticipating this moment for weeks now.  You put in a lot of hard work and effort to improve your dick sucking skills with my strapon and toys.  However, you have finally graduated from toy dick to a real one.  So, let’s get you all dolled up for a night out on your knees.  I’ll dress you like whore you’ve imagined yourself becoming.  Dress, panties, stocking, and heels so you feel as slutty as you’re about to become.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Recently, I was visiting friends in Philadelphia.  I love to visit the big cities for a short time.  There are so many fun things to do and so much different culture to experience.  My friend had gotten us tickets to see a Kabuki show and I was so excited to go.  We arrived to the theater and an usher showed us to our seats.  A few minutes later this very tall, very sexy older gentleman in a pinstripe suit was shown to the seat next to mine.  I appreciate tall.  Also, I appreciate older.  I more than appreciate a pinstripe suit.

I waited for an equally gorgeous woman to join him but a couple was seated next to him filling in the rest of the row.  He was alone!  I surreptitiously looked at his left hand resting on the arm rest next to me and didn’t see a wedding ring or any signs that he wore one.

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domme

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

The first thing I noticed was the scent of rosemary and cold steel that has seeped into the hallway. Ethan had already begun his morning, the way I taught him to. The brass tray on the footboard of my bed was laid out with meticulous precision. A single red rose, a glass of chilled water, a notebook bound in black leather, and a slender silver key I gave him last winter. He knows the key does not open any lock. It is the symbol of my permission to bear his devotion.

I slipped out of the silk sheets and stepped onto the cold wooden floor. My boots clicked, echoing off the painted walls like a metronome. He was waiting, kneeling at the base of the doorframe with his eyes lowered and his hands clasped behind his back. “Good morning, Mistress,” he murmured.

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Mary – 1844-332-2639 x 350

I decided to volunteer at the campus library last week, and I’m so glad I did. I ended up making new memories. It started out as a quiet evening. I had decided to stay late since my bed is so cold with my husband always gone. The campus library at night has a way of making me feel warm and cozy. I also really love helping the Freshmen find their way around. The library is so big and had so many places to hideaway. Every nook was filled with comfort and privacy. I often found myself daydreaming about doing unspeakable things to some of the college students I met there. Even though I volunteer there, I see how the guys on the football team look at me. They even call me a MILF; I secretly enjoy the playful banter.

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Valentine's Day

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, so I’ve been hearing from all of my lovers. The married ones, especially, have been sending me gifts and money. They think they’re buying silence, but the truth is…they’re not. They’re buying the story they tell themselves in the mirror about how they’re still good men, even though they’re fucking filthy cheaters. And me? I’m the price of that delusion.

A serpentine bracelet, diamonds for scales, emerald eyes. It’s from Michael, the cardiologist. His wife posted a photo this morning of the heart-shaped pancakes she made for him. “My rock, my everything,” the caption read. Michael’s hands, the ones that hold human hearts for a living, were trembling when he clasped this expensive bracelet around my wrist. He wasn’t paying for my affection. He was paying to prove to himself that he could still be reckless, even while being overwhelmed by minivans and mortgage payments.

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socks

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404  ☏☏☏ Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna and Sexy little Sister Amber were downstairs talking in the kitchen. Amber went upstairs to grab her new lingerie set and show Mommy Anna, but when she entered her room she gasped: There she found their bad little frilly socks boy! He stole Amber’s pantyhose and her frilly socks and was trying them on in front of the mirror.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Mommy’s going to take really good care of you this evening. You’re getting to be such a good boy these days. Let’s start with a nice warm bath. I take off your shirt and bottoms, including your dirty diaper. You step into the bathtub and sit down, relaxing in the warm water. Now it’s time to bathe you little one.

I grab the bath sponge and soap it up and run it over your back and front, making sure to clean it all. I get your little arms and little legs all clean. Last but certainly not least, I clean your little peepee and make sure to soap it up real nice. I know you love the way your little peepee feels when I clean and massage it.

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