College Slut

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

I love being a college slut. It means that I get what I want from basically every guy and teacher on campus. Who wouldn’t love that?

But I understand that to be a college slut I also need to look the part. I know going back to school doesn’t normally mean lingerie shopping, but for me it’s necessary. Returning to school after a summer break always feels like a fresh start, which also means fresh new men I can flirt with.
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Mikey's Misadventure into The Dumps

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Oh dear, I know. I can imagine what you’re thinking when you see such a shocking image! How could anyone toss a poor diaper boy into the dumpster, right? Well, let me start by telling you I’d never date a Bully. A Bull, yes, a Bully, No! So Trayvon has some explaining to do. I prefer to be the only meanie in a relationship, and no one gets away with treating my Mikey that way! Also, I think it’s important to remember that I only have Mikey’s version of this story, and everyone knows babies sometimes fib a little.

But I’ll tell you what Mikey told me, and maybe you can help me decide what to do next. Last weekend, I told Mikey to stay home and behave himself because I had a date with Trayvon. Tray is a six-foot-two, muscular black guy whom I met at the gym. He’s pure masculine energy, total Alpha vibe, like the opposite of my little nerd, Mikey. Mikey, understandably, was curious and confused as to why Mommy wanted to date when the two of them could stay home and snuggle.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Last week I snooped though Mommy Anna’s room and found her special gummies.  She caught me and told me they weren’t for little girls.  Mommy told me to stay out of her special gummies or I’d end up over her knee.  My naughty mind developed a plan to get my little brother Ronnie in trouble.  I told him to follow me into Mommy’s room.  Then I showed him the special gummies she had hidden in her drawer.  I convinced him to eat one.  As he chewed, I giggled and asked him if he wanted another one.  He took another one out of the bottle and chewed it all up.

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whore

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Ah, the whispers. They follow me, rustling through the market stalls, fluttering down cobbled streets. “La Française,” they hiss, as if my origin were a mark of evil itself. “That tramp. She’s a lady of the night, you know.” And then the little tittering laughs, like dry leaves moving across the pavement.

Me? I just tuck a rogue curl behind my ear, adjust the scarf I found near the canal – a surprisingly chic silk, mind you – and flash them a smile. A wide, toothy grin that usually makes them flinch. Because, mon chéri, they’re right. Every last word of it. They call me Stella. Or sometimes, if they’re feeling particularly brave and convinced of their own moral superiority, “that hussy.” I don’t mind. A name is a name, and a hussy, well, a hussy knows how to live.

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Rock Hard

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I always thought I was a faithful wife. Until I discovered that rock hard, twenty-year-old cocks are simply the best. There’s no competition really. How did I discover this you ask? Let me tell you.

At 32 I thought I had my life figured out. My career was stable, my friendships were solid, and my routine was comfortable. I wasn’t actively searching for love or even just sex, especially not with someone younger. But then I met Dylan at a mutual friend’s party, and everything changed.

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Sister Trance

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Bethany 1 844- 33- CANDY ext 260

I know I had a little too much when I started grinding on my own sister. After about 5 or 6 shots we were off with  a bang, Dancing, grinding, and touching all over each other on the dance floor. She was so hot though really, younger sexy me. Sister love. She has this booty that don’t quit, with legs to match. So, there we are, tipsy and twerking on each other at the night club. We were really feeling the vibe, and the beat to the music took us into a trance.

We were a little handsy with each other that night. I grabbed her tight firm ass , clutching it very hard. I spanked her all over the dance floor. Her skirt was around her waste by the time the club closed.

Several strangers tried to intervene by shoving their way in between us, but that move was honestly a no-go. We couldn’t keep our hand off each other. The way she moved, was like a sweet divine being in the clouds. Our movements were perfectly in twine with one another. She was absolutely gorgeous. We were in a sister Trance.

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Under-the-Desk Toe Sucker

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

I tapped the ball of my left shoe impatiently into my under-the-desk toe suckers’ crotch. The soft surface was stiffening with every anxious tap. My legs were crossed, and my right high heel was dangling from my toes just in front of his face. I knew he could feel my anxiety; that’s why he is here. To destress me when work makes me want to pull my hair out.

“For fucks sake.” I huffed as my email pinged, and the reply I’d been waiting on was being taken in a different direction than it needed to go. “How stupid can you be?” I asked my screen and felt my under-the-desk toe suckers’ hands grip my right ankle. He slipped off my shoe and kissed the bottoms of my nylon toes. The slight tickle pulled me back into my seat, and I closed my eyes.

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A Hair Cut For Ky-Ky

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

The upscale salon where I worked stayed busy. Our stylists are always in demand and booked out for months at a time. Securing an appointment with us was like winning the golden ticket. That’s why it seemed so odd when a “female” walked in, flipping her long blonde wig over her shoulder and leaned an elbow on the front desk. She popped a wad of bubble gum between her teeth and said, “I’d like to get like, just a trim.” I looked her over; the disguise was doing nothing for Ky-ky.

I guess he didn’t realize we’d gone to school together, and that I would recognize that body anywhere. Tall and lean, face sculpted like a Greek God. Adding a cheap wig and giant sunglasses wouldn’t fool me. My fingers flipped the schedule book open, and I shrugged. “We’re swamped.” Ky-ky’s face fell, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed his disappointment. “However, my noon appointment canceled at the last minute, and I can personally fit you in.” He bounced on his kitten heels and squeeled.

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Bethany1-844-33-CANDY ext 260

I am  daddy’s Passenger princess.

We had a long road trip ahead of us. Driving all the way to Granny’s. It was a 12 hour ride, and we were all packed, ready to go. Just me and my daddy. I loved our  daddy and daughter trips.  We always have our one on one time in the car on trips together. Singing songs, trivia, and good laughs.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I found myself tied up and chained to a filthy mattress in a filthy abandoned warehouse.  A man stood over me menacingly.  He was masked and large and dangerous.  When I woke to find myself naked and at his mercy, I couldn’t remember how I’d ended up here.  He bent down when he saw my eyes flutter open, filling my field of vision.  Grabbing me by my throat, his voice rasped that I was his newest sex slave.  Then he informed me that my training was beginning now.

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