Naughty Sitter Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216
My neighbors hired me to babysit next door. Little did Mr. and Mrs. Smith know, what a horny, slutty vixen I really am deep inside. I showed up early to meet and greet my charges. Mr. Smith couldn’t keep his eyes off of me, looking me up and down and eyeing my every curve. While Mrs. Smith was putting away snacks and instructions for the little ones, I made sure to wink at Mr. Smith, making his brow sweat and him pull back his tie.
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
I’ve always been a bit of a brat. Flirty, feisty and oh-so irresistible. And you know what? I love every minute of it. Especially when it comes to my college profs. They’re always so buttoned up and proper, just begging to be taken down a peg (or out of their pants, if you know what I mean).
Dr. Stevens was no exception. From day one of Sophomore Psychology, I had my sights set on the silver fox. Tall, dark and handsome, with those smoldering eyes that seemed to see right through me (in more ways than one, if I had my way).
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Humiliating boys is my job; I think I’m pretty good at it. I always find out what embarrasses them the most, and then I pick at it that nerve over and over until it’s raw. The exposed trigger is much easier to pluck for the desired results. It’s fun for me and obviously pleasing for the losers and diaper dummies, but what I didn’t expect was for some Diaper Daddy to turn it around on me and cause me to be the one who was humiliated!
Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204
Things are about to go down! I have a new daddy-play toy who is going to be under my control. This wasn’t his plan of course he didn’t want to end up this way. He made a mistake though. He fell for this sweet young things sweet words and actions. Letting his guard down and now he has handed me all the information I need to turn him into what I have been looking for. A sub-daddy that I have utter control over.
He knew he had fucked up when he went to leave for work after kissing his loving and caring wife goodbye for the day. He opened the door to find me. Yep, I was just sitting there on the hood of his car. I didn’t get him a chance to react. Nope, I just flashed him my tight tiny tits smiled and winked at him. He was speechless. I hopped off his car and walked down the street to my truck and drove away. I wasn’t even home before I got a message from him asking me how I found out where he lived.
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
Hello there, gentlemen! I’m Aynsley and I’m your new 20-year-old obsession. A sweet and sexy package that is guaranteed to leave you wanting more. At first glance, I may come across as innocent and pure, but trust me, there’s a wild side to me that you won’t be able to resist.
I’m the kind of girl who is up for anything and everything. I’m not afraid to push boundaries and explore my limits. If you’re looking for a vanilla experience, then I’m probably not the girl for you. But if you’re looking for someone who is adventurous, daring, and up for anything, then you’ve come to the right place.
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
I wanted to have a baby so badly, but I couldn’t fathom wrecking my body with such a process. After much consideration, I knew just what to do to get what I wanted without gaining stretch marks or enduring all that pain. My sweet Sissy Trisha! I’d simply enhance her hormones and fuck her full of cum so that she could surrogate the baby for me.
Trisha wouldn’t even have to know my plan! It didn’t matter how long it took. Slowly, I would transform my sweet girl from the boy she didn’t want to be to the woman I knew she craved to show the world. A woman with a belly that’d grow my baby! Impregnating Trisha would take lots of planning and patience, but I knew the outcome would be worth it!
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Daddy’s shop has a lot of rules. Like a lot. “Don’t touch the buttons on the lift,” “Don’t mess with the air compressor,” “Put the tools back where they belong.” On and on; seriously, how is one little girl supposed to know and remember all of Daddy’s silly rules every time she wants to visit his workshop? He says the shop can be a dangerous place for curious girls, and all of the rules are to protect me and keep me safe, but honestly, I just think he makes them up so he can spank me whenever he feels like it.
For example, the day I waltzed into his shop and stopped in my tracks. A colorful eruption of sparkles exploded in front of Daddy as he hunched over the bench. The sparks were so bright they made him look like a dark shadow as he worked under a big helmet. My feet started bringing me closer, mesmerized by how the bright lights danced off every surface around him. Because I wasn’t looking where I was going, my foot kicked something heavy on the floor, and the clang caught Daddy’s attention. His helmet-covered head snapped in my direction, and the sparks stopped immediately. I could tell just by his posture I was in trouble.
Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204
Time I get to spend in the woods is one of my fav things to do. Not just because I like huntin lol oh there is a lot of fun things you can do in the woods other than that. Some fun family fun times too. Me and my brother have been having all kinds of naughty fun in the woods together since I’ve been big enough to go hunting at all. He took these times as safe times for him to show me some brotherly love. He taught me lot of things out there in them woods.
He taught me how to breath through my nose when I had something stuffed in my mouth. Told me how if I wanted to be a good girl that I should never spit. Spittin is for bad girls and pussy girls. I sure didn’t want to be a pussy girl or a bad girl. So I made sure to swallow everytime I had something in my mouth. He taught me how to be quit. Sometimes you have to be really quiet even when your really excited and it might seem impossible to be quit.
Rachel 1844-332-2639 Ext 457
It’s been a week since my naughty professor, Mr. Peterson’s proposition. I don’t know why the fear of the unknown or possibility of getting caught is so exciting. But it makes me so wet and tingly to think about it. As I approach the classroom, I get nervous. When I walk in, I see a huge grin come across his face as if he was relieved that I made it to class. And once again he stared at me the whole time, he gave his lecture. I felt like he could see right through me and tell what I was thinking. It made me feel so uncomfortable because I felt like all of the other students could tell. I kept looking away to avoid contact with him. The crazy part was that it was so stimulating that I couldn’t sit still. I felt like everyone could tell I was aroused. Blushing, I was now starting to sweat. Ah, finally, saved by the bell. So relieved that class was over, I jumped up to head out. But just as I was “Not so fast Rachel” echoed from the front of the classroom.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
This spooky season I was thinking back to when I was in my early 20’s and it was Halloween night and my girlfriends and I were excited to go trick-or-treating together. We had all dressed up in sexy costumes: I was a naughty nurse, my best friend Jessica was a witch, and the other girls were a sexy cop, a devil and a French maid. If we got any candy, that would be great. But we all had something else in mind too.
As we walked from house to house, giggling and knocking on doors, we noticed that many of the dads who answered were wearing masks. But these were no ordinary masks for Halloween. These were masks that concealed some of the hottest men in the neighborhood, who had a twinkle in their eyes as they looked us up and down.