Author: Writer

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

To begin with, mysterious gifts had been arriving on my porch, unannounced, and beautifully wrapped. 

All the card ever read was, “Sincerely, your secret admirer”. 

First, there was the purple and turquoise wrapped gift with a large purple bow. Inside, was a teal Tiffany & Co. jewelry box. Absolutely, exquisite. 

Second, was the most uniquely wrapped gift in tones of blues and whites. The gift had a large red bow and inside was a care package. Filled with high-end luxury sex toys and spa products. 

Third, came a medium size black box with a large white bow. Inside the box were the sexiest black Fleur Du Mal lingerie, a bottle of Arman De Brignac Brut Gold Champagne, and restraints for my king-size bed. 

How did my secret admirer know I have a king-size bed?…

“Be Ready”. That is all the third note said.  Continue reading “Jemma’s Masked Christmas Surprise” →

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

It may be the middle of the winter, but there is just something so fun and undeniably carnal about a date to an ice cream shop. First, it’s a low-commitment kind of date. I know I can leave whenever I want, and I’m going to feel safe in a very public space. Second, it’s just a little gluttonous, but in a delightful way. Delicious fatty treats of my perfect favorite flavor. But it’s really about seeing what your tongue is capable of.

I will absolutely insist you get a cone. Secretly, it’s because I’m sitting across from you, judging you as you eat your ice cream. I’m wondering how that frozen muscle would feel against my searing hot clit. I need to know how that jaw is going to feel as it slides against my pussy as your nose brushes my button, and the tip of your tongue finds its way to the top of my sweet delight.

Continue reading “Winter Ice Cream Date” →

Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

One winter, when I was younger. The mall was hiring. So, I worked as one of Santa’s Elves with some of my closest girlfriends. It was fun, we would dress in these elf costumes with super short skirts, low-cut tops, red stockings and a red garter belt. We didn’t wear those silly elf shoes, we wore six-inch black Prada heels. All of us looked pretty slutty, to be honest.

The dads would get so bored waiting in line. If we gave them a little extra attention, maybe grazed their cock with our ass when we walked by. Or bent over and showed them our red lingerie-covered ass in front of them, they would get so excited. Their mouths would water in front of their wife and kids.

At the time, we had this boss who was an older guy. His name might’ve been Greg, I can’t remember. Sometimes he would even play Santa when we were short-staffed. He was a lot older than all of us, he had completely white hair and white facial hair. He drove a Porsche. Had a Rolex, and wore the sexiest Valentino suits. 

Continue reading “Jemma the Naughty Elf” →

Horny Housewife Elaine And The Hot Neighbor.

Elaine 1-844-332-2639 ext. 250

So, let me explain how I went from a horny housewife to a satisfied, cheating housewife. My hot, sexy neighbor is a young stud and a super sweet guy. He always helps around my house with things my husband lacks skills in. Turns out I’m one of those things. As I said, this all started with the hunk next door coming over with his tools…”Thanks for helping me out with this.” I bent down next to my neighbor. His head and arms were under my kitchen sink as he explored the problem.

I take a moment to enjoy the view. My husband is useless regarding my “Honey-Do” list. Therefore, it’s fortunate, that I have a neighbor who is well-equipped to tackle any list I might come up with. I need to put myself on that list – bet he could take care of me pretty good, too. “No problem, Elaine; I know your husband is away often, and I’m happy to help you out in his absence.” Holy crap! Did he just answer my thought? Nope, just my horny wishes running amuck…So, what was I thinking again?

Continue reading “Horny Housewife Elaine And The Hot Neighbor.” →

NO LEFT OVERS

Posted 1 year ago by Writer

1844-332-2639 ext 285

NO LEFT OVERS

I had the strangest call out of the blue today. It was one of my exes from forever ago. I’d NEVER forget him though.

I answered the phone and he asked if I remembered the last Christmas party we throw together. Hehe I’d NEVER forget it. We both ate so much we could barley move to walk company out. But after calling a few ride shares for the extra inebriated guest. Thinking back to that night I have to admit he’s always been irresistible to me.I’d start a puddle in my panties just looking at him. Mmm finished throwing away ALL the left over cups scattering the house Continue reading “NO LEFT OVERS” →

Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
One of my favourite things to do (much to my sissies enjoyment) is fuck BBC’s. I mean, how can you even resist them? They’re like a magnet for us ladies! You can’t help but look at them in awe. Thick as your wrist, and so long you can barely fit them inside! But the one that I just had this week really took the cake. I have never experienced a fat cock like that! I’ve turned into even more of a slut, wishing all day and praying for another to come along. I’ve turned into a BBC fanatic, just like my sissies!
 

Continue reading “Mila’s BBC Fun” →

XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

Hello horny readers. Your favorite therapist is back, with a rather interesting subject for my slutty, sexy, therapist couch.
Now, you know the usual subject. There was Maggie and Shannon and Hannah and Pia in the past. And while they are all super sexy in their own vulnerable and helpless way – an uncle here, a stepdaddy there, an evil auntie here, a neighbor there, a mean cousin (hi Hannah, we’ll never forget your sexy tears!!) – they all have a certain something in common. Namely, they all loved seducing much older men into their wet, warm, inviting, tiny holes, and then they loved pretending it was something they didn’t want.
Now, helping them understand it was something they did want, and being a filthy, disgusting whore is their highest and best use is always fun and fulfilling. I help these girls figure out their lives, and I give something to you guys to jerk off to forever because the internet, like damaged girls’ psyches, is, well, forever. So, Hannah’s molested cunt, Shannon’s special date nights, Maggie’s tears and fears, all forever and ever and ever.

Continue reading “Hey Guys Meet Polly – Therapist Laylene’s Newest” →

Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

You might think I’m a brat, but I grew up with the two most obnoxious and annoying twin cousins. Their names are Bobby and Brandon. 

Only about a year older than me, they got on my nerves all the time growing up. Always pushing me around and putting me down; I always had to do everything they said. 

As I grew up and started maturing, as in my boobies got bigger and perkier and my ass got fatter, Bobby and Brandon would comment how nicely I was coming along. Turning into a woman. 

One Christmas, a few years ago, I was purposefully in my room, ignoring my cousins and the rest of their family as well as my own. I was so horny I needed to touch my pussy and feel that sweet, wet release. At the time, I was also kind of seeing this guy named Tommy. I wanted to make a sexy video of myself masturbating for him. 

In my room, wearing sexy red lingerie and a cute red Santa hat; I was standing in front of my mirror with my camera set up, shaking my ass, touching my pussy, and moaning. 

Continue reading “Jemma Fun with Twin Cousins” →

Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

The other night we were playing, and we got rough with each other to say the very least. You always have this standoffish way about you, almost as if you think I can’t handle the magnitude of what you want to give to me. If you knew that I could take it and then some, would you go full on ravishing me with every fiber of your being? Because that’s what I secretly crave, but never say or ask.  It has me up at night, some nights just pondering the thought. If I was more bold, I’d just come out and ask, because those are my dirty desires.

Some women love being sweet with their men. That’s great and everything, but it isn’t exactly me, all the time. Sure I can be sweet too, and I am at times. Don’t get me wrong. What pulls at me more than not though, is that deep desire to feel as twisted as I possibly can. That inebriation to fulfill that desire is what fuels my soul daily. I think it was written in my DNA code; what do you think?  I thrive on feeling unhinged.

Continue reading “Tessa’s Dirty Desires” →

Mila 844-332-2639 Ext-220
Many men call me up for a good time. Not shocking, they all love my ass and tits. But of course, many of them are looking to be dominated by a little teen bitch like me. I do have a dark side, but I don’t look like it. The chats or calls I get to do are always fun when a subby little loser comes into my messages looking to be humiliated. They are always so adventurous, it makes my cunt so wet that they want to live their lives under my feet. And I love it when they let me experiment on them.

Continue reading “Humiliate Yourself For Me” →