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1844-33-CANDY Ext 423

In our cozy, shared apartment, I strutted around in my silk robe, my blonde hair cascading down my shoulders. Catching a glimpse of the partially open door to your room, I couldn’t help but peek inside. There you were, my roommate, lost in the rhythm of your own pleasure. Your hand moved with purpose, your breath hitched as your eyes fluttered closed. The sight of you, so vulnerable and raw, sent a shiver down my spine.

With a wicked grin, I pushed the door open further, letting the hinge creak loudly. Your eyes snapped open, shock and embarrassment warring on your face. But I could see the spark of desire in your eyes, too.

“Well, well, well,” I purred, sauntering into your room. “What do we have here?”

You stammered, trying to find words, but I silenced you with a finger to your lips. “Shh,” I whispered, my voice dripping with seduction. “No need for explanations.”

I let my robe slip from my shoulders, revealing my naked body beneath. Your eyes widened, taking in every inch of me. I could see your hand still, your breath hitch as you took in the sight of me.

“Like what you see?” I asked, a mischievous glint in my eyes. Continue reading “Catching My Roommate Masturbating” →

1844-33-CANDY EXt. 423

“You know, I’ve been thinking about Mr. Harper a lot lately,” I confess, my voice barely above a whisper as I lean against the kitchen counter, watching you cook dinner. Our mom’s out at work, leaving us home alone. I am too little to watch myself, so mom left you in charge to look after me.

You look up from the sizzling pan, a smirk playing on your lips. “Mr. Harper, your 5th grade teacher?”

I nod, blushing. “Yeah, him. I like him, I don’t know how to…you know, make him like me back.” Continue reading “Help From My Older Brother” →

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

“Take off your clothes, Amber. I want to see you naked,” you command me with a smirk on your face. I do as I’m told, stripping down to my lacy lingerie. “All of it. I want to see every inch of you.” I comply, removing my bra and panties, leaving myself completely exposed. You take a step closer to me, your eyes roaming over my body. “You’re so fucking sexy, Amber. I can’t wait to make you mine.”

You lead me over to your bed, pushing me down onto it. You rummage through your drawers, pulling out a length of rope and a blindfold. “I’m going to make you my little slut, Amber. And you’re going to love it.” You tie my hands together above my head, securing them to the bed frame. You then blindfold me, leaving me in the darkness. I can feel your breath on my skin as you lean over me. “Don’t move,” you warn me before walking away. I hear the sound of you rummaging through your drawers again, and then the sound of something being unzipped while feel a cold sensation on my inner thigh, and then the feeling of something being

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

The state fair midway was bustling with families and friends. Everyone enjoyed the crisp air, signaling the end of a long summer. The sun was just about down, and music mixed in the air. A different song from every carnival ride competed to be heard As if they were trying to lure in riders with their blinking lights. The fun house stood as a signal for the end of the midway. It was massive and screamed with creepy clown music.

“Let’s go in!” Cassie tugged my elbow towards the long line of people waiting to get in. I shook my head as I looked up at the old-looking wooden planks holding it together.

“No, it’s for kids.” She scoffed and pinched my side, saying I was just too scared I wouldn’t make it all the way through without needing the carny to come to pull me out.

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Milking The Cum From My Pussy

Ronnie 1844-33-CANDY Ext 443

The warm, sweaty weight of Jacob’s body on top of me felt delicious. His lips teased my neck, and he asked, “Are you on birth control?” Funny, isn’t that something he should have asked before pumping his cum against my cervix. My head shook as my fingers traced his strong shoulders. He pulled back quickly as if shocked by my answer. The man had just assumed we were protected. His scared eyes looked down at me. “What do you mean? Really? You aren’t on anything?”

“No,” I answered meekly, shrinking away from his apparent anger. “I didn’t expect this to happen.” He cussed so loud that my whole body flinched. One minute we were basking in the afterglow of lovemaking, and the next, he was milking his cum out of my pussy.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

 Gazing out my kitchen window, I can’t help but watch the neighbors as he’s telling her goodbye. He has a mug of coffee that she must have made him in one hand while he grasps her ass cheek through her silk nightie with the other hand. He gives her a very erotic kiss, biting her lip before rushing off to work. She watches him as he leaves with a devious grin full of memories from their sex filled night and fantasies about the night to come. Oh how I wish my marriage had that kind of passion. I wish we looked at each other that way and longed for each other the way they do. But instead I’m left here lonely, horny, and neglected.

Soon I find myself lying on the sofa fantasizing about my neighbor…biting my lip like that, looking at me like that. My fingers find their way into my wet panties. KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!!! I jump up off the sofa so fast, startled, and heart racing. I see it’s the pool boy so I open the door to see what he needs. He seems nervous and stutters as he apologizes for bothering me. He can’t take his

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Do you have those days, too? When you leave the house looking fly as fuck, and the world seems sunny and divine. Everyone just seems enamored with you, and everything easily comes your way. Those days are the best. But then there are the opposite days!

These are the days when your hair just looks greasy, and your clothes refuse to fit like they did when you tried them on in the store. The type of days where you drop everything you pick up, and everyone seems to hate you. Those are the worst, and on those days, I just want to let my hair down and say fuck you universe.

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Daddy Joins The Book Club

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

Rain splattered against the window pane from the sideways wind blowing outside, creating the perfect reading backdrop. Grey clouds filtered bits of light through the heavy rain that held on to winter’s last bits of chill. My eyes hungrily scanned the pages of our book club’s latest smutty novel. I lay snuggled in the couch with my knees rubbing against each other. April showers might be dousing the world outside in chilly wetness, but this book had a fire burning in my panties. They were soaked, just not from the rain.

I heard the door open, and my gaze flicked from the page long enough to see Daddy shrugging out of his coat and hanging it in the hall closet. We locked eyes for a split second before I looked back to the steamy pages. “Is that the next book in the series?” He asked while coming closer. I hummed an acknowledgment as I nodded but refused to look away again. It was getting so hot! “Read it to me? I haven’t been able to dig into my copy.”

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Okay, people ask me, “What’re you up to?’, every day. Most of the time, I say, “Not much”.

So, let me dedicate a blog post to what a typical day for me looks like. 

Assuming it’s a work day, this is how it usually goes. Most days, I schedule myself 10 am – 6 pm (EST). Whether or not I work additional hours is entirely up to me. Usually, I have alarms set for 9:30 am and 9:45 am. However, I am up before that. Generally, I wake up between 6 am and 8 am without an alarm. Waking up without an alarm is so much less jarring and I feel more restful. 

After I roll out of my king-size sleigh bed that I sleep in alone every night. I head to the washroom, brush my teeth, weigh myself, and get in the shower. Depending on how I think my day will go, I always shave and exfoliate my entire body. Although, I sometimes also use my anal cleaner. Honestly, once you start using an anal douche, it becomes addictive. 

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Have you ever had the pleasure of watching a woman masturbate? If not, you have to get on it! I don’t care if you grab a hooker off the street, we ladies love having someone watch. And I bet you would love watching it. Every guy loves watching, it seems. It reminds me of those old movies where the peeping toms peak in through windows. Normally the lady will just be brushing her hair but in Candy-Girl Land? We have our panties on the floor with a dildo up our ass and fingers shoved up our cunts. Who wouldn’t love to watch a show like that?

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