Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402
Right now, I am laying in my bed on my satin sheets. My dildos and vibrators are right next to me and I’m thinking of your sexy voice in my ear. Your throbbing cock is on my mind, and I can’t help but be incredibly horny. I’m touching myself while thinking of you and I’m going to moan your name when I cum.
Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402
Obviously, I love hot phone sex calls and hearing your moans and sexy voice while we play. However, sexting chat sessions can be amazing, too! We can talk about anything and everything and it’s discreet. You can talk dirty with me while your wife of girlfriend is in the room and I send free nudes while we sext, too. Discreet sexting is so much fun and I’m going to explain why.
Wendy, the Bisexual Hedonist @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424
on Saturday, Sept. 17 – 8 AM to 1 PM EST
…continued from part 3
Surprisingly, she took my hand in hers. I had always thought that if this might happen – and honestly I never believed that it would – that I would be the one to take control, to lead Angie into a world that she had never experienced before. But that is not what was happening. Angie was becoming my special pill. I knew as soon as she kissed me. It was ever the slightest of kisses, a little timid to be honest, but she kissed me. I was dumbfounded but more than willing to let her lead the show.
We went back into the house with her holding my hand. I had already assumed where she was going to lead me. I could not but help to think in the back of my head that she had done this before. She was not a virgin to bisexuality. Either she had had experience with other women or she had been practicing at home by herself very well. Out of curiosity, I was going to let her guide me.
Taylor 1-844-332-2639 ext 427
I love playing with daddy! He’s the best daddy ever he makes me horny, so wet, and always the best fuck. I can home from college was missing my daddy really bad so I called and ask if he was busy and that I wanted to come to spend some time with him. He was at work still but said I could come on over and that he would be home soon. I get to his house grab a bite to eat while I watch some TV then decide that I should take a shower while I wait.
I undress to get in the shower and right before I was almost done I thought I heard someone come in so I rushed to get out and when I opened the shower curtain daddy was standing there with eyes locked on me. He watches as I dry off and told me not to put no clothes on. “You won’t need any clothes right now,” he said. “Since you are all nice and clean I think now would be a good time to play”
Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402
I have been away for almost a week. Do you think I have been behaving and being a good girl this whole time? Think again. I have been up to some very naughty things, being the horny slut I am. A few days ago, I had a very hot naughty club hookup with two people and just talking about it again is making my silky thong panties wet.
Taylor 1-884-332-2639
I want nothing more than to be your luscious creature slut bag. I’m a professional hair stylist and it’s a great job. You meet so many different people and nonetheless have some crazy conversations, some that you wouldn’t expect to have with some but not all random strangers. Not that it bothers me anyways, I mean I am on the adventurous side of life. While it’s all so exciting and I love my job there’s something that I love more! Let’s just say that my indecent behavior is something that I relish. When I’m not on the job I’m always into something mischievous. Being at it is no surprise that i am bisexual i find my addiction of strip clubs pulling me in to feed my arousal desires.
Wendy, the Bisexual Hedonist @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424
on Monday, Sept. 12 – 5 AM to 12 PM
…continued from part 2
I started to slowly stroke her hand, hoping to make her feel better. Honestly, I had no idea if she felt the same. Always I had known that Angie was adventurous; after all, she had told me about the many exploits that she had had outside of her marriage, but they had all been with guys. Maybe I was barking up the wrong tree? I wanted to be a special pill for Angie, but maybe she had no inclinations towards me whatsoever. But somehow the strokes that her fingers were playing on my hand in response to mind did not seem wrong. It was as if she was signaling something to me, as if there was meaning behind those strokes. Could I be Angie’s special pill?
Or maybe I was just losing it. Was I reading something in the spaces between the lines that wasn’t even there?
Wendy, the Bisexual Hedonist @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424
…continued from part 1
I did my best to respond. “That must be really hard to take. It’s been over a year now for you two. I cannot imagine how I would feel if a guy was unable to fuck me. Besides opening jars, that’s like the only thing that they’re good for.” I tried my best to make her smile. Angie and I had been friends for a long time, and I hated seeing her down. I just hoped that the extra touch of whiskey would make her feel nice and warm inside. I had never told her before but I wanted to make her feel nice and warm inside, too. I wanted to be that special pill that could make her feel so much better.
1-844-332-2639 ext 419
Age-Play
When Daddy and I go on our adventures he likes me to be bad! Like really bad. Think of the worst and then put it on steroids. That is where Daddy wants me to be. See, I help Daddy find new toys. Toys that are so soft, tiny, and super tight. That is how Daddy likes them. I mean who doesn’t really? He and I take his van and as I stroke Daddy’s cock we sit and look for little soft things that make Daddy’s cock jump and get really hard.
Bill was this mysterious and sexy vampire who had just moved to town. No one in the city knew anything about Bill except that he was the last living Bramwell and had inherited the old Bramwell place. Katrina was curious to learn more about Bill as she suspected that Bill wasn’t what or who he said he was, and she would soon know she was right. Bramwell’s place was right across from Katrina’s.
That evening Katrina was sitting on her front lawn relaxing and reading a book when she caught a glimpse of Bill from the corner of her eye. Bill looked so sexy in his tight blue jeans and t-shirt. He looked good enough to eat with his blond hair, blue eyes, and a six-pack. Katrina could feel her body reacting to him being so close, and her mind raced with naughty thoughts of what she wished Bill would do to her. Bill walked over and introduced himself. Katrina said nice to meet you. I’m Katrina. Continue reading “Mysterious And Sexy Vampire”