Author: Kayla

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My body is burning hot. The flames of LUST are licking over every inch of my skin. The rooms dry; not an ounce of oxygen is left for me to breathe. The fire envelops it all. I’m aching and desperate. This need claws at my skin, consuming me like nothing I’ve ever known.

Every KINKY idea in my head turns me on and sets me ablaze. I can’t help but to try to put out the fire even though it’s hopeless. There’s no way to smother the DESIREthat’ss lurking. It’s longing to be set free. Can’t\ you see it in my eyes? Can’t you hear it in my voice? I’m BURNING UP FOR YOU.

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Like most young men, my son is going through a phase. One where he thinks it’s acceptable to run off at the mouth and be utterly disrespectful to me. I’ve tried grounding him and taking away his PS5, but still, his mouth is rude! It seems like the more I try to control him, the harder he bucks against me. I have to put my foot down once and for all.

I’m a girl who knows one thing. If you want a man to behave, you must own his cock. So I made reservations at the restaurant he likes most and asked him to join me for lunch in a public setting so neither of us would get out of hand. I assumed he wouldn’t raise his voice too loudly with people around and try not to make a scene.

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A girl like me doesn’t get stood up, so I was baffled as I waited at the bar for my date. I should have known better than to tempt fate with an impending disaster by agreeing to a first date on Valentine’s day. Some things just shouldn’t be done. The dimly lit bistro had gone all out for the holiday. Beautiful red roses accented every table, and candlelight flickered between the sets of lovers who were sharing a quiet, intimate meal. 

I rechecked my phone; no text, no call, not even a status update from my would-be gentleman caller. “I’m sure he’s stuck in traffic.” The handsome bartender remarked while refilling my champagne glass, obviously reading the confusion on my face. “That has to be the only reason a man would be dumb enough to keep you waiting.”

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The idea of homewrecking is so much fun, but I’ve found it works best with the Husband is desperate and dripping with need for his Sweet Kayla Cumsalot.

This married man is an excellent example of how fun twisting someone’s mind can be. Typically, this man is a good husband, a loyal man who thinks highly of his accomplished wife. That is until he starts messaging me. I talked him into purchasing a new toy so that I could push his homewrecking fantasies just a little further.

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My best friend has kind of a strange relationship with her brother. She would often tell me about how she could make him do anything she wanted. I assumed it was a natural kind of relationship, like how older brothers are normally really protective of and how they cherish their little sisters.

She invited me over to their house one weekend and said we could spend time in the family room. That’s when I came to realize their relationship was way more than it appeared.

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You know that your knee has been bothering you for a long time, and everyone has told you to get it looked at, but you refused. Always going on and on about how Physical Therapy never actually helped anyone. You swear up and down that’s just a waste of time and money. Finally, however, your sweet wife couldn’t take your whining anymore, and she pushed you to go to the therapist and see what they could do for you.

When I came into the waiting room, your arms were folded over your chest, and you looked so grumpy—already determined that I wasn’t going to be able to help you. When I called your name, you stood up and followed me into the back, we went into a private room, and I shut the door. Then I  asked you to have a seat on the high bench-like table.

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You like to watch me, don’t you? Not just when I’m getting FUCKED by other cocks but all the time. I can always feel your GAZE TRAVELING along with my figure whenever we’re in the same room. Taking in the way I move, the way I bend or stretch. You’re always watching me—my own personal voyeur.

Tonight, when I saw you sitting in your chair, reading a book and slowly sipping your whiskey, I knew just what to do. First, I acted as if I couldn’t feel the heavy weight of your eyes on my SKIN. Then, I slowly removed each article of clothing until I was bare for you.

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The old bookstore was one I had never been to before. Their website stated they housed a collection of rare first edition novels and even autographed books. Of course, I couldn’t afford anything inside, but I wanted to be with them for a little while. Just to look. It had just started to rain as I ducked under the awing and through the doorway. The musty smell of old paper tickled my nose, and I inhaled deeply.

My flirty little skirt sprinkled raindrops on the carpet, making me smile shyly at the older man behind the counter. He chuckled and shrugged, suggesting I not worry about it. It was just water, after all, he said.

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I’ve only been in Las Vegas for a while now. My roommate is great, but I have dinner with her every night. I miss my family and my friends from back home. I miss the traditions and cozy feel of my Aunt’s house, the way memories from holidays past flood over you when everyone is together. Not having that now can be incredibly lonely. So when I got the INVITATION to join Wolf for THANKSGIVING DINNER, I couldn’t say no.

I wore a light grey sweater dress and heels. I kept my hair down, just the way he likes it, and prepared to spend a wonderful evening with him and his “coworkers.” I assumed that meant men and women. The guys he worked with and their spouses or girlfriends. I had even considered being flattered that he wanted to introduce me to his friends; I should have known better.

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I  was finishing up the last of my Halloween candy while Jason played the video game he had just bought. One of the last treats in my bucket was a bag of gummy rings—five different flavors of chewy, stretchy circles.

Jason was slumped back on the couch, and I was sitting on the floor leaning back against his shins. I pulled out a watermelon gummy and started to stretch it between my fingers. With an index finger from each hand in the center hole, I began to spin the gummy between my fingers. As it spun, the hole in the middle began to open wider and wider.

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