Pia eagerly looked forward to the holiday season every year. It wasn't just the twinkling lights, the festive decorations, or the cheerful spirit that filled the air that she loved.…
Cyn reveled in the dimly lit dungeon, the air thick with anticipation and lust. She ran her fingers over the cool leather of her 12-inch strap-on cock, a wicked grin…
Pia loved her feet. She loved the way they looked, with their high arches and smooth, soft soles. She loved the way they felt, and the way other people reacted…
Jody had always known that coming to America to make it as a stripper would be tough. But she never imagined it would be this hard. She had danced her…
Pia strutted into the gym, her ponytail bouncing with each step. She had always been a confident girl, but there was something about the way she moved today that commanded…
Cyn's dungeon was a place of darkness and submission, where men came to be dominated by her every need. The walls were lined with whips, chains, and other devices of…
Rachel loved to dress up her sissy boys in the sluttiest outfits she could find. She had a particular fondness for short skirts, fishnet stockings, and high heels. Tonight, she…
Kelsey was excited for Thanksgiving break. She had a long week of classes and exams ahead of her, but she couldn't stop thinking about all the fun she was going…
Jodi was a confident and sexy Caribbean college coed who lived in the suburbs. She had a naughty streak and loved to dominate men, both financially and sexually. With her…
Amber had always been the kind of girl who gravitated toward trouble. With her long, wavy brunette hair cascading down her back and a face that could launch a thousand…
The first time can be daunting, but with Roxy, there was always a sense of excitement and acceptance. She was a slim, deviant slut who had a knack for making…
In the sticky embrace of the midsummer heat, I found myself wandering through the grimy streets, a desperate hunger gnawing at my very soul. It wasn't for sustenance or liquid…
I had always loved riding my bike, and today was no exception. I was almost reaching the little clearing in the woods that I often stopped at, getting lost in…
It started out innocent enough, a friendly game of spin the bottle, just like we had played countless times before. The familiar circle formed, laughter echoing as memories flooded back.…