Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
Sexy teen tease Avery should really be my name. Because honestly, I think I was born to be a cock tease. I’ve always been a natural tease and I’m very proud of that fact.
Daddy used to tell me that I could get any man to do anything I wanted, just with right look and my cute little giggles. Now that I’m older I know he was right because I can get any man to do anything for me.
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It was lingerie night at work again. And it had been a week since my awkward encounter with one of my dad’s best friends. I was so scared that he would tell my dad that I work at a breastaurant. He had been a member of our church for my entire life. But then I wondered why on earth he would be at a place like this. That’s when I saw a much younger woman join him. And it was not his wife. Then before he left, he came and found me. Then he pulled me into the hall and told me that he wouldn’t tell if I wouldn’t tell. Then he grabbed onto my ass and tried to penetrate my asshole with his fingertips. I just froze and stood speechless.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
Happy kinky Canada Day everyone! I’m not going to lie; I always fuck on Canada Day. So, I want to be a dirty girl and tell you all about the extra hot fuck fest I had last year.
My friends and I had a party and there was so much dick it was pretty much out of control. Basically, it was girly drinks, dick, and fireworks – what more could a girl like me ask for?
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It was lingerie night at work. When I first started, my lingerie was more modest than the other girls. I couldn’t believe how little they wore. Some literally wear the skimpiest bras and g-strings. But now I’m basically the same. On this particular night I wore a red bra, and a red g-string with a fitted, stretchy, red lace little dress over them. It barely covered my butt. But you could see everything right through it anyway. And I wore red fishnet thigh high stockings that had red bows on them. I kept catching everyone starring at my ass. It was so busy. I was just trying to keep up with my tables. Then all of a sudden, I noticed that one of my dad’s best friends was there. I wanted to run to the back and hide. But it was too late. He had already seen me. I was mortified. That was exactly what I was afraid of happening. He went to church with us all of my life. He’s married with kids that are now grown. I just knew he was going to be disappointed in me and go tell my dad. But why was he here?
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I knew my roommates were kinky, but I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw what I saw. When I came home, I heard noise coming from the hallway. I followed the it to one of my roommate’s bedrooms. As I approached, I realized that the door was cracked. I couldn’t help but peek in. One was wearing a collar and leash, down on all fours. The other holding a whip and fucking her with a strap on. I stood in shock, but unable to take my eyes off of them. But then they saw me! I didn’t know what to do. It was too late. I was caught. They kept going for a minute. Then the one with the whip and strap on told me that it was my turn. I was hesitant and I guess she could tell. She glared at me and told me not to make her use her whip on me. So I walked in. She told me to get undressed. So I did. Then she told me to get down on my knees and lick the strap on clean. I did as I was told. And it was such a turn on.
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
From day one, I could tell this summer internship was going to be a special experience. Not only was the work fascinating and challenging in all the right ways. I was given real responsibilities and was expected to contribute meaningfully to the team. But it was my boss, Mr. Jameson, who really made me feel at home from the start.
Mr. Jameson was a total silver fox with salt and pepper hair, a strong jaw, an authoritative air. But he had kind eyes that twinkled when he smiled. And man, did he ever smile at me, his gaze lingering just a bit too long to be strictly professional.
I knew it was inappropriate but I couldn’t help but fantasize about him. Wondering what those big, sure hands would feel like on my body. Continue reading “My Summer Internship”
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It was supposed to be a routine trip home during my summer internship. A quick visit with the family, some home-cooked meals, and then back to campus. But I had an ulterior motive – seeing Nate, my high school boyfriend. We’d kept in touch over the years and he knew I’d be in town.
When I pulled up in his driveway, my heart raced. He came out and greeted me with a passionate kiss. “I missed you so much,” he murmured into my hair. I smiled, knowing we’d pick up right where we left off.
“Let’s go to the movies,” he suggested. But as we sat in his car, a different idea took hold. Our hands roamed each other’s bodies as we kissed. I straddled him in the driver’s seat, grinding on his growing erection. He reached up my skirt, fingers gliding through my slick folds.
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I have to tell you about my naughty neighbor. I was in the backyard sunbathing when I heard something. Then I saw him through the fence. He was spying on me. At first, I thought I was seeing things. But sure enough, it was him. I turned over and pretended not to see him. But I kept hearing noises coming from the other side of the fence. So I just got up and went inside. That’s when I saw him. He was masturbating in his back yard while he was looking for me through the fence. I immediately knew how the term “peeping tom” came about. He was definitely that. As I went through closing all the blinds, our eyes met. I don’t know how he saw me, but it was obvious that he had. Before I knew it, I heard a knock at my door. I peeped out the peephole and it was him. Unsure what to do and scared at the same time, I ignored it. But he kept knocking. So I finally answered. He was a middle aged man. I could tell that he had a raging hard on and was about to rip through his jeans.
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I know this weekend is a long one for Americans, but I had a hot holiday weekend of my own recently. Canadians celebrate some holidays that Americans don’t have. For example, last weekend was the Victoria Day weekend for us. Or what most of us call the May 2-4 weekend. We celebrate by going to the cottage and letting loose. I usually spend it naked, but I can’t speak for every Canadian haha. It’s our unofficial start of the summer and last weekend was a HOT one for me!
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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
Aynsley was just a cute college girl, but she had a dirty little secret – she was absolutely addicted to anal sex. At only 20 years old, her tight little pink asshole had already seen more cock than most women experience in a lifetime.
It all started freshman year. Aynsley had been partying, giggling and gossiping until the room started to spin.
“Looks like somebody hit it too hard, huh?” drawled a familiar voice. It was Tyler, the star quarterback and notorious manwhore. He’d been eyeing Aynsley all week.