Category: barely legal

Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

Professor Thompson met with me outside his special room. We found an empty room to have our little discussion. He begged me not to show anyone what was on my phone. In fact, he really begged me to delete the video I had taken, but I told him that I was going to need it for some reassurance. He begged and pleaded with me, asking what he needed to do for me to forget the whole situation.

I sat there for a few minutes thinking about what I really wanted, what I needed. His class was the hardest class I was taking that semester. I let him know that the difficulty from his class was putting me behind in everything else. I really could use some help on the midterm paper. Maybe turn it into a little speech or talk, one on one instead of the actual paper, and some additional extra credit so that my final grade was an A at the minimum.

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Trifecta!

Posted 3 days ago by Aynsley

Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

To say the weekend was a trifecta of pleasure would be an understatement. I finally checked off the prized box on my sexual bucket list: having cocks in every hole simultaneously!

It all began when my friends convinced me to join them at an exclusive, invite-only soiree. Little did I know, the night’s entertainment would be beyond anything I’d imagined. Among the sea of faces, three hot guys caught my eye: Bryce, Jax and Danny.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

It had been a few months since Mr. Martin came into my work. He was one of my dad’s best friends. We grew up very close to his family. He was like an uncle to me. But when he came into the breastaurant and saw me working there, everything changed. The first time he was meeting with another woman there. Of course he wasn’t expecting to see me. So the next time he came alone, gave me a big tip and made a deal with me. Our secrets were safe with each other. He knew that I do not want my family to know where I work. And I knew that he does not want his family to know that he was on a date with another woman.

Then when I was least expecting it, there he was. He requested me to be his server. Luckily it wasn’t very busy because he was in the mood to talk. He wanted to know how long I had been working there, how school was going, and where I was living. I wasn’t sure why he was suddenly so interested in every little detail about my life. But he was very flirtatious.

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The Older Man Next Door

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

An older man moved in next door. A silver fox, if you will. He appeared single, I would watch from my window as her would bring home different women. All of them younger than him and seemingly more than willing to have all his attention. I grew jealous, watching this parade of other women getting attention from the man I had a growing crush on.

It was a silent crush, though. I was afraid he wouldn’t pay me any mind at my age. So, instead of pursuing my desires, I watched him from my side of the street and fantasized about all the ways he’d touch me. About the things he would teach me about my body and his. I ached for it. I longed to strut across the street and yell, “Take me! Make me yours!” But I was too afraid until I was forced to make a move.

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Sexy Babysitter

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I totally love being a sexy babysitter who gets to fuck all the hot dads in my neighbourhood. I mean, who wouldn’t? But recently I had a creepy experience that ended up being crazy hot and I thought I would tell you the rest of the story. Part one is here if anyone needs to be caught up.

I was babysitting for a new family one night when I started hearing weird sounds in their house. I investigated further and I swore someone was calling my name. I couldn’t be sure but it sounded like a voice was calling out “Avery…Avery”. I panicked, grabbed a flashlight and then cautiously made my way down the hallway. The whispering seemed to lead me toward the basement door.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

Remember that amazing orgasm Nick gave me a few days ago? I think it’s time that I return the favor and make him cum like he’s never came before. At least not during a 2am booty call. I’m going to make him squirm and wiggle beneath me.

After he licked and sucked my clit and made me squirt like a broken fountain, I got up and flipped him over so that I was on top of his sexy, naked body. I spread his legs apart a bit so I could snuggle in between them and start sucking his big fat cock.

I wrapped my soft cherry lips around his cock and slowly went down, taking inch by inch, until his cock was down my throat, balls deep. I bobbed my head up and down fast and furiously as if I were trying to bob for apples. I felt his cock pulse, but I didn’t want him to cum yet, so I removed myself before it was too late.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 463

Everyone knows that when that special friend calls after two in the morning, it’s officially known as a booty call. And that’s just what Nick did with me one night. I was sleeping and dreaming peacefully in my bed when all of a sudden, I was woken up by the phone ringing. I answered it and it was Nick. He asked if I was awake or busy and asked if he would come over.

I knew exactly what he wanted. Just the sound of his voice makes my pussy pulse and get wet. I told him I was just sleeping, but he could still come over. He said he’d be there in an hour. That was just enough time to get all sexyfied. I put on a silky purple teddy and a little bit of make up and made my hair look just as silky. It was down and wavy and I was ready.

I heard him knock on the door and just yelled down that he could come in and up to my room. I was sitting in bed, covered in my blankets. He didn’t even make it to my bed before he started stripping off his clothes.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

As I sat in the dark room, I wondered why I agreed to participate in the Beckett’s Haunted Mansion. There was a thunderstorm outside. So lightning would light up the room periodically. When it did, I couldn’t help but get scared of my own reflection in the mirror. The Raggedy Ann costume looked so demented. As did all of the hundreds of dolls around the room. I sat in a corner trembling  as I heard screams from the other rooms. I was to blend in with all of the other dolls then pop out and scare them. But when I heard the door open, I froze. I heard men’s voices. They were laughing and talking about how they’ve always wanted to fuck a doll. I remembered reading about agalmatophilia. Then they walked right up to me. One turned on the flashlight on their phone and shined it right on me. He started touching me and telling the other guys that I was so realistic. Then they started touching me as well. I was too scared to move. Luckily, he put the phone down, so I was able to blink and breathe. But then they began groping me.

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Weaving a Web of Lies

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

Weaving a web of lies isn’t so difficult when your victim seeks the trap. It starts so simply. They know they are seeking a connection, just a feeling of being seen by another human, if only for a moment. And when that spark ignites, it’s easy to forget you’ve paid for the flame.

Lean into your delusions as I stroke your ego and soothe your stressors. It’s easy to keep falling when falling feels so good. Then one day, when the lust fog clouding your eyes clears, you realize everything was a lie, and there is no way out of the web I wove.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

I love to play with little boys and little toys, but today, I get to be his little toy. Normally I’m the bossy slut who orders the little boys around, but I’m going to be the submissive one today. His name was Tony, and he told me that he would turn me into a really good submissive little pet!

I walked into Tony’s living room, ready to be told what to do. First, I had to strip off my clothes. So first came the tank top, and then came the short little skirt, both hit the floor. That left me standing in my red bra and matching thong, with white knee-high stockings. I didn’t want to be naked, so I begged Tony to let me stay in my lingerie, and he agreed.

I looked so sexy standing in my lingerie, but I still felt so vulnerable. He handed me a bedazzled red collar and matching leash and put them around my neck.

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