Author: Krysta

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, hey, hi, dirty boy. I’ve discovered your browser history, and I know what you want. It’s nasty, but that’s okay. I don’t mind being a dirty girl for you. I’ve been chugging bottles of water, and now I need to go. Do you wanna watch me piddle? I can’t even count how many ounces I’ve downed preparing this playtime for you.

I have to go now, I mean, I REALLY have to go! It feels like I’m about to burst! There are goosebumps all over my limbs, and my knees are clenched together as I bounce around, trying to hold it. Does my potty dance turn you on? There’s a tent in your pants, dirty boy. You do wanna watch, don’t you?

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I love when Zoey comes over for a sleepover. We have so much fun together, and I can tell her anything. We were laying in my bed listening to music and just talking the other night. Her head was on my pillow, and my head was resting on her thighs. Nearly a sixty-nine position or like yin and yang. We were both wearing only panties and our bedtime tank tops. She’d gone quiet for a few minutes when I asked her, “Zoey, what are you thinking about?”

She snickered, “Boys.” My eyes rolled.

“You’re always thinking about boys,” I complained with a heavy sigh. She rolled over onto her back and bent one knee, which showed me the center of her tiny cotton panties. She cooed about how much she couldn’t help it.

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By Mean Lil Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

My family has always been really close. Like so close that we’ve always shared a bed! Mommy used to say the family bed supported the growth of healthy girls. I guess it’d been that way for generations in her family, and I mean, she turned out okay, so it must be true. Every night, everyone would get naked and pile up. Mommy, Daddy, my two older brothers, and me.

Mommy said PJ’s could get tangled up around our bodies and make us uncomfortable but drifting off to dreamland, locked in my brother’s arms, made me sleep like I rock. Sometimes I would wake up feeling their special places poking me, but mommy explained that meant they just thought I was extra special and that I was making them so happy. She even said one day I would learn to make them extra happy by gifting them a baby to love!

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

My sugar daddy picked me up in his sexy, expensive car from the gym and took me for a Sunday drive. I dropped into the passenger seat and stuffed my duffle bag on the floor in front of me. It took up so much space that I pulled my knees up and started to untie my sneakers. Daddy was already pulling away from the curb when he saw what I was doing. “Oh, Krysta, what are you doing with those pretty feet, baby?”

Daddy is obsessed with my feet! They are how I get him to spend all his money on me. I slipped one stinky foot out of my gym sneaker and smirked. “There’s just no room on the floor.” I shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal, but I saw Daddy rub his hand over his crotch. I knew my feet were already beginning to drive him wild. I removed my second shoe and leaned back into the seat, propping my sweaty gym sock-covered feet on his fancy dash.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

A bright flash streaked across the sky in the middle of the night. I should have been sleeping, but I was touching my teen pussy under my covers, so I saw the light brighten my bedroom. I was a little shocked. There wasn’t a storm; the sky had been clear and dotted with tons of stars. Was someone outside my window with a camera? I started to crawl out of bed to go look but right as I got to the windowsill, a big crash sounded and shook my house.

I peered out the window and noticed something had crashed in my yard. As if whatever it was had just fallen out of the sky. My jaw dropped open as I saw some kind of creature crawling out of the wreckage.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

One of the boys I babysit regularly is a horny little fuck. He always tries to grope me when he gives me hugs, and he jokingly calls me his girlfriend. The cute little thing gets so jealous when he hears me talking on the phone with my actual boyfriends. 

His mom asked me to come over last minute, she had to go back to work for an emergency, and there was no one to watch him. So I thought it would be the perfect time the teach my little boyfriend a thing or two about girlfriends and boyfriends.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, you nasty boys. So obsessed with panties! I’m not talking to the sissy girls who wanna wear pretty lingerie to feel sexy. Oh, no! I’m pointing at those fucking perverts. The ones who just wanna peek up little skirts and see innocent bottoms covered in cotton panties. You dirty boys are the easiest to humiliate because you know your fetish is so wrong!

Do you feel wrong when I call you out, pervert? Do you feel shame for wanting to steal tiny undies from someone’s hamper?

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

They say Santa as a devilish counterpart. A half-man half-demon who punishes bad little boys and girls who end up on the naughty list. I don’t believe in that kinda noise. There is no such thing as Santa or Krampus. I’m the only one who holds myself accountable for my actions, and I like being bad.

I’ve been kicking in the balls of losers and pegging idiots up the ass all year. Some threat of a monster coming to spank me isn’t going to make me behave. I’ll keep doing whatever I want to whoever I want, and I’d be willing to bet you I still get presents this year!

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Creampied

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Just like every other man I’ve let pound my hot, Lil pussy, you want to fuck it raw. There’s always a sigh of relief a man gives when I don’t request he wrap his tool for the job at hand. I’m just that kind of dirty girl. I wanna get creampied.

Thinking about how good it feels when your cock released shot after shot of creampie goodness into my used hole makes me feel so good.

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By Mena Lil Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

I experienced a shocking revelation the other day. Discovering things that I think to be true are actually incorrect or downright wrong always throws me for a loop. Like when a regular caller decided to video chat me. Now, this caller is… I’m pretty sure, is a virgin, but he claims not. He swears he has a good-sized dick and does indeed fuck, just poorly. However, something inside of me just KNEW he was carrying a pathetic four-inch dick at most.

It’s difficult to detect lies while on the phone, but there are tells. Hesitations when confirming, or when guys say things like, “I think it’s pretty average.” I know it’s not. You’ve just confirmed in so many words that you do have a small dick. I would have bet money on what I thought to be true about this caller…and I would have lost.

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