Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Ladies and Gentlemen! Jemma has been a hot new piece of candy for a few weeks now!

Therefore, I decided to compile a list of some of my most frequently asked questions since I started at Candy! A lot of guys ask me the same questions so I thought it would be awesome to have a place to direct them. I’ve compiled a list of ten frequently asked and answered questions on all three of the candy sites I’m on.

The ten questions I’ve answered are different on all three sites! So be sure to check out each one. I thoroughly enjoy writing my blogs and feedback is always welcome. Feel free to PM me in the playroom if you want to get to know me even better.

To start, yes, I am loving it here. All the girls are awesome. Management is amazing. The job itself is so fun! Keep reading and you’ll find out some of my naughtiest secrets…

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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”

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”

Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

A few years back. I was so bored, with nothing to do and no one to fuck. My pussy was wet all the time and I constantly fantasized about men to have sex with. 

After a grueling interview, I took a full-time job as a nanny and housekeeper for a wealthy family on the other side of town. It was a pretty sweet gig because the kids were super cute and well-behaved, they looked after themselves. 

Their mom was constantly going for massages, shopping, and the gym. She seemed to care about absolutely nothing other than those activities and gossiping with her friends on the phone while getting wasted on wine. 

Dad was another story. He was constantly working, he was never home and when he was, he just seemed exhausted, like he needed a break and someone to take care of him.

He was so attractive, he and I talked a lot when he would come home from work late at night. Most nights by the time he got home from work, the kids and his wife were already in bed. 

Continue reading “Jemma Worked as a Nanny”

What I'd Do For One More Gift

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

When it comes to gifts and surprises, I can’t get enough! I love the anticipation of ripping into a wrapped package and discovering what’s inside. Will it be something I’ve been wanting or something I simply didn’t know I needed?

In fact, I get like really sad on Christmas morning when I’ve torn through all my presents, and there is nothing left. I’d do almost ANYTHING got just one more gift to stave off that feeling.

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Birthday Girl Kayla 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

I really am such a lucky girl. The night before my birthday, Zoey called me up. “Get dressed bitch. I’m taking you out!” I was lounging in just my frumpy pjs, not expecting this invite at all, so I asked her how I should dress. Her reply? “Don’t worry, just whatever. You won’t be wearing it for long!” And with her infectious giggle in my ear, she hung up!

You can imagine how excited and nervous I was, but Zoey is one of my very best friends, and if she was behind the planning wheel, I knew it’d be nothing but sexy, sexy fun! I showered, shaved, and dressed to impress. Just as I was sinking my nylon toes into my tall heels, she rang the doorbell.

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I love being a Mean Teen Redheaded Brat. Everyone tells me I’m supposed to be all sugar and spice and everything nice, but where’s the fun in that? So don’t be surprised when I burst out laughing when you show me that pathetic dick of yours. I bet it’s small and useless. And I bet it’s never brought a lady like me any pleasure at all. I might smack it in disgust. Then I’ll let you tell me what you desire, just so I can use it to manipulate you.

Oh yeah, I am a manipulative bratty teen, so don’t expect too much consideration, never mind respect lol. I will coo and whisper sweet nothings into your ear to get what I want, but then I’ll laugh at you for being so damn gullible. I’m just a teen and you’re a grown man, an adult, but you are so weak and pathetic before me.

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Cherrie 844-332-2639 Ext 448

Ever been with a Spoiled Redheaded Teen Brat? We are different from regular brats. I’m manipulative and dominant, but that isn’t the scary part. I’ll get into your head, play with your mind, and make you crave me. My sweet voice,  Spoiling a Redheaded Teen will give you more satisfaction than you’ve ever felt before.

Think of me as the red hot and spicy flavor of Candy Girl that will have you drooling and craving me endlessly. I won’t be satisfied until you are left confused and completely stripped of every last vestige of your manhood. You will trade in your balls for a life of complete and utter submission to your Ginger Goddess. Bow down and beg for every ounce of my attention. Worship my incredible body and especially this fire crotch. Hotter than a pepper sprout and ready to blow your mind is what I am. Experience Ginger Power for yourself.

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Tessa (1-844-332-2639) ext. 445

When I was younger, I always knew, I don’t even know how I knew, but I knew that I was daddy’s girl. He only took me to certain places, and did certain fun activities with me; no one else. He would come home from a hard day’s work, and bring me a cupcake, and he always knew what flavor was my favorite; strawberry cupcake with chocolate frosting. Yum.
Sometimes he would sit me on his lap, and put his arms around me with such warmth, bouncing me up and down on his knee… like I said I was his favorite. He didn’t do this with anyone else.

Fast forward to now, and guess what? I’m still daddy’s favorite. The other day he came over to say hi. We had lunch. I thought it would be fun to take a trip down memory lane, both of us, so I wore a super cute short skirt outfit, some stockings, and Mary Jane shoes.  The look in his eyes when I answered the door was priceless. It was like I was young Tessa all over again. I looked up at him, and could just tell how happy and excited he was.

Continue reading “Daddy’s Little Girl Down Memory Lane”

My Personal Wallet

Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

Listen, it isn’t that difficult to understand why you’ve become my personal wallet. I’m hot, and you’re pathetic. We both know you couldn’t get my attention if you were broke, and the only thing that makes me smile is spending your money. Sure, I have my own, but why should I spend mine when I can spend yours?

Every time you see me, remind yourself that you exist just to pay my bills. To buy me coffee and spoil me.

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