It’s Not Fair

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

My cousin Josh was in town for work and asked if he could stay with us instead of getting a hotel. My parents told him they would love to have him stay since we never get to see him, but that meant I couldn’t go out tonight. It’s just not fair that I have to change my schedule for my cousin. It’d been a long ass time since I’d seen Josh, so I was pretty surprised when he showed up.

He’s a few years older than me, but I remember him being pretty nerdy when we were younger. He was a tall and skrony dork back then, but the man who wrapped me up in a tight hug tonight in the entryway was a whole man! He was still way taller than me, but he’d filled out in all the right places. I could tell he was thinking the same about me when he couldn’t take his eyes off my tits. I mean, he tried not to make it obvious, but the boy was almost drooling.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

First, get nice and hard for me. Rub that fat cock through your pants while you imagine it’s my soft lips and tongue. Let it strain against the fabric, just aching to be set free. But don’t touch it directly yet, you’ll spoil all my fun! I want you so wound up that you’re throbbing for release.

Next, pull out your dick and give it a few slow strokes. Nice and easy, just feel how hot and hard you are for me. Focus on the head, get it nice and slippery. Pretend your hand is my mouth, gently squeezing and rolling your cockhead. Mmm I bet you taste so fucking good.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

I was beginning to wonder if I had taken his foot fetish to a different level.  I have to confess that I had been teasing him purposely and relentlessly. It was so amusing to see how easily I could manipulate my boss with my feet. He was obviously obsessed. He had been lusting over them for months. And now it’s the company party. I’m seated right next to him at the table. Is this a coincidence? I wonder. He’s at the head of the table of course. He made a toast to the company and all of the employees before taking a seat. He looked over at me with a devious look in his eyes. We were all enjoying our drinks and hors d’oeuvres. The conversation was flowing. We were all having a great time. Then dinner was brought out. He was staring at me while eating his food in a very sexual manner. All of a sudden, he reached under the table with one hand. He grabbed my leg and pulled it up onto his lap. Before I knew it, he was taking my shoe off. Then he took my foot and pressed it against his rock hard cock.

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

What started out so innocently became a full blown foot affair. At first, I thought he was looking me up and down to make sure I was dressed appropriately for work. Soon I realized that he was really checking out my feet. He would always comment about my toenail polish color. And he would get almost agitated if I wore closed toe shoes. Eventually, he got up the nerve to ask about the toenail polish color when he couldn’t see it. It was becoming clear that it was a full blown foot fetish. So I started feeding into it. I would wear the sexiest shoes with perfect pedis to tease him and drive him wild. And it was most definitely working. Many days he would stand there in awe, gawking and speechless. Teasing him was so much fun. It was actually a total turn on.

The company Christmas party was coming up soon. So I was planning on wearing something special. I chose a sexy, curve hugging, backless, sparkly, silver dress. And some red satin heels  with a thick red satin ankle strap with silver, sparkly, bling on it. Red toenail polish of course!

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Let me tell you, today was one wild day at school. I’m not even kidding. See, I’ve been FWB with this dude ever since school began this year. We’re talking two months straight of quickly hooking up whenever we can. Today just took the cake though.

So I’m sitting there in class, barely paying attention as usual. All I can think about is getting my mind blown. I sneak a peek over at the hottie I’m secretly banging. He catches my eye and throws me a wink. I knew right then and there we’d be fucking within the hour.

He texted me after class was over, all – Meet me in Custodian Closet 5. Now.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

My oh my, the power of a pretty pair of panties and a lacy bra or a sexy lingerie set is simply magical. When I slip into something silky and skimpy, I instantly transport to a world of unbridled sensuality and passion. Gone are the days of plain cotton and boring basics – give me a sexy set of finery any day!

The moment I run my hands over the smooth, cool fabric, I can feel my body temperature rising. The light, sensual caress sends shivers down my spine as I imagine the way the delicate lace will kiss my skin. As I fasten the garter belt around my slender waist, I can’t help but admire the way it nips in at all the right places, accentuating my curves in the most tantalizing way.

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Rachel 1844-332-2639 Ext 457

I didn’t have my naughty professor’s class that day. So I thought I’d be safe. I put on my cute little schoolgirl outfit. My favorite plaid pleaded skirt is way too short. And I like to tie my little white button up just under my titties. I like to expose my midriff and show of my belly rings. Then I put on my white thigh high stockings and black little mary jane shoes. Feeling sexy and frisky, I was prancing through the hall with my friends. All of a sudden, I see him. And he sees me! I tried to hide between my friends. But his glare pierced right through them. I can’t escape him. He motioned for me to go over to him. So I told my friends that I would catch up with them later. When I approached him, he quickly reminded me that his wife can’t see us talking. I told him to stop talking to me then. Anger came over him and he grabbed me by my shoulders. He looked around. Then opened a door and threw me in. I fell to the ground. He locked the door behind us. We were in a storage closet.

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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).

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If I Win

Kadence 844-33CANDY Ext. 458

I love when my older brother lets me play video games with him and his friends. They come over almost every day and sit in his room for hours playing. Today my brother’s friend got dropped off early, and my mom told him to wait in my brother’s room until he got home from practice. I snuck into my brother’s room to hang out with his cute older friend, and he said I could, play video games with him. He handed me a controller and I sat next time to him on the floor in front of the TV. Before we started, he turned to me and said “So you can only play if you follow the rules, and the rules are if I win, you have to do whatever I say.”  Of course, I agreed without hesitation, I was putty in his hands with just one look. 

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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.

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