Author: Krysta

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Daddy always treated me special. He’d spend more time with me than any of my siblings and always brought me gifts when he’d have to leave for business trips, at least until he convinced mommy to let me go on those trips with him. It was so much fun going from city to city with him. We’d stay in fancy hotels and play this game. We’d pretend that we were married and on our honeymoon.

Daddy showed me all of the ways married people show each other how much they love one another. It was pretty exciting! Until my body started to feel weird. My already big boobs began to get real tender and swollen, and my chunky tummy started to expand. When I complained to daddy that I kept getting sick, he said we would go on a long extended trip so no one could guess that daddy knocked me up.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Often times I’m portrayed as the mean girl, the ball buster, and while it’s true I like to kick guys in the nuts, it’s not all of who I am. Sometimes I can be sweet and sensual. I love using my plush teen curves to tease cocks and get what I want. Like the other day, my Step Daddy came home with a dozen roses for my mom.

They were the most beautiful flowers I’d ever seen! Rich, deep red, full blooms sat atop long, thornless stems. I’d never really seen the appeal of having a man buy me flowers until just then! Then, standing in the kitchen, looking at him holding the bouquet, something took over me. I wanted those flowers for myself! My mom wasn’t home yet and wouldn’t be for a few hours. I had just enough time to get what I wanted.

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All my life, I wanted a little sister. I didn’t think it was a big ask. My parents had already created one perfect princess; why couldn’t they just bring home another one? Someone I could play dress-up with and have tea parties with—basically, a live-in best friend. But no! Krysta never gets anything she wants! So do you know what they brought me instead?

A stinky baby BOY!

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

A lot of women say they like their men, like they like their coffee. Dark and strong. Well, I’m not like most women. I like my men caged, gagged, and tied for my amusement. Nothing pleases me more than a helpless man restrained to my bed with his prick caged and his mouth silenced.

Men just think they are the best thing since sliced bread. So they strut around getting paid more for the same amount of work and earning credit for things we ladies do every fucking day without so much as a thank you. That’s why It’s so fun for me to put a man in his rightful place.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Someone asked me the other day if I liked guys with little dicks. WHO the FUCK does?! Seriously dude. Not even YOU want to look down at that little thing. But I have just the way to freshen your day! I told him to grab a tube of toothpaste and a bottle of water and then to call me. He sucks, so of course, he didn’t call, but I can’t stop thinking about how I wanted to punish him for having a small penis.

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Ever since my mom married Phil, I can’t be left home alone. Any time he finds me home with no one else around, he ends up stuffing his dick in me. Last night my mom went out to do some last-minute shopping, and my sister was at her boyfriend’s Christmas party.

Since I was alone, I decided to do a load of laundry, and while I was in the laundry room, I stripped off my tee and leggings. I wanted to wash as much as I could, ya know. So I was bending over to stuff everything in the front loader with just my bra and panties on when I felt him.

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Kiss me while I bust your balls!

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Dueling sensations can be so fun. Just like with temperature play, mixing up your emotions can heighten your pleasure. That’s why I want you to kiss me while I bust your balls. Picture this,  you and I have just had a great night out. Maybe at a Christmas party or a wonderful dinner, just the two of us. As soon as we enter the door, we start to make out.

That passionate, wild type of kissing that gets your heart pumping and starts to make you sweat. My hands struggle with your shirt while you tug at my dress. Soon I’m only in my bra and panties, and you’re just in your boxers. Our tongues tangle together madly both of us begin to pant. For sure, it’s going to be an incredible suck session. My teeth nip at your lower lip which makes your cock swell against my hip. Someone likes a bit of pain, and I’m more than happy to deliver it. That’s when my knee crashes up into your balls for the first time.

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Christmas Thief gets frisked

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“Miss, What’s in your shirt?” I ducked my head and continued to walk through the crowd. Maybe if I pretended I didn’t hear him, I could lose him. “Miss!” He shouted louder, and the fucking crowd parted like the red sea. Leading him right to me. The mall security guard gripped my arm and pulled me against his firm body. “Good evening; you seem to be in a hurry?” His expression was stern as he growled down at me.

“Um, no. Just finishing up my Christmas shopping. Have a good night.” I tried to jostle my arm out of his hold, but he had a firm grip. He sucked air through his teeth and shook his head. I was so fucking busted. At least if I were going to be frisked, it would be by this hot security guard, not some fat, smelly loser.

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I don’t like to tell this story, but I think if I do, it may save just one little girl or boy from going through what I did. So, I’m going to be brave and tell you about how the grinch stole my virginity. Just like every Christmas eve before, my mom told me to go to bed early so that Santa could come. She would always say, “He knows when you are sleeping, and he won’t bring you any gifts if you are awake.” I didn’t understand why Santa had to be so sneaky or why he didn’t want to be seen, but I tried to go to sleep as she said.

Only I wasn’t tired. I never go to bed early, plus I was so excited about my possible presents that it was nearly painful to close my eyes and lie still, but I tried! I squeezed my pillow tight and closed my eyes, willing the night to pass quickly!

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Flog Me, Daddy, Please!

There’s a room and my stepdad’s house that I’m not supposed to go in. My mom says it’s for his special things, and only certain people are allowed to go in. I really hate being kept out of places in the house I’m living in; it doesn’t really seem fair. Like, what if it’s dangerous? What if it’s something the police should know about?

 I have a right to know what’s in my house, and because I feel that way, when everybody was gone, I picked the lock to the secret room at the back end of the house. So when I open the door I was shocked by what I saw.

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