Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
I paced the hallway, wringing my hands together. The constant crying from the bedroom had faded now to dull whimpers every now and then. The twins were scared and growing tired, the special drinks I’d made them at lunch finally kicking in. The door opened, and I skipped into Chris’s arms. He hugged me tightly and kissed my neck. “Are they ready?” he asked while brushing past me to open the bedroom door.
Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244
Yesterday, in a call, a guy asked me what the craziest thing I’d ever done was. My mind went blank. How do you pick the craziest thing when you’ve always been a wild girl? It took a second to sort through my memories, and then I remembered that time I suck off a cop. That was pretty wild, I guess. Let me tell you about it.
At the time, I lived in a real small town—the kind where everyone knows everyone and their business. The crime rate was really low, and the local police had nothing better to do than sit in a tree line by the only stop sign in town. Of course, I hadn’t seen him sitting there when I blew past the sign in a hurry. He hit me with the blue lights, and I really didn’t have time or money for a ticket.
Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
Something scary happened to me, and I kinda want to talk about it. I need to process it, I guess, because I’m confused. It was scary, I mean, really scary, and I didn’t want it to happen when it was happening, but ever since, I can’t stop thinking about it. Like I’m waiting for it and…
Wanting it to happen again.
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
My husband, Darren, was surprised with an all-inclusive resort vacation. The only catch was his best friend, and his wife would be joining us. I wasn’t thrilled about having to entertain on my vacation, but I couldn’t say no to the idea of white sands and bottomless fruity cocktails.
When we arrived and checked into our suite, I realized the other couple’s room was right across the hall. It seemed silly, but I was too tired from traveling to argue. Darren and the other couple wanted to start the vacation right away, and they dug into the wet bar while I settled into our room. Hours later, when the bedroom door opened, and a body slipped into bed with me, obviously, I thought it would be Darren, not his best friend.
Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
“It’s cookie o’clock! ” the little Girl Scouts yelled as they bounced from foot to foot outside the supercenter’s front doors. Today’s the last day to sink your teeth into some Girl Scout cookies!” another cheered. Her friend bumped her with her elbow and added, “At least until next year.” They burst into a fit of giggles while waving thin mint boxes at customers coming and going.
A dark thought tingled in the back of my mind. Maybe it was the last day for most people to taste such a delicious treat, but I could make this a profitable opportunity for myself. Desperate girls make stupid girls.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
My Boss called me into his office and asked me to shut the door. I hadn’t been his secretary for long, so I was pretty nervous I’d made some kind of mistake. I sat across from him and crossed my legs. The tight pencil skirt I wore rode up a bit to show off the lace tops of my thigh-high stockings. I called you in here today to discuss your wardrobe.” He stated with a bit of a growl. “The way you dress is a serious distraction. I mean, Kayla, you are obviously a beautiful girl, but wearing such tight skirts and shirts isn’t helping anyone around here be productive.”
“Well, that isn’t very fair.” I lifted my chin as I replied boldly. “You walk around the office looking sexy as fuck in that suit and bossing everyone around the way you do. It constantly makes my panties wet, but I’m still able to do my job. I don’t think the problem is me; I think you just can’t handle yourself.” I smirked as his nostrils flared and flicked the top button on my blouse to give him a better view of my swelling cleavage. I’d say I successfully turned the tables on his plan.
Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
My Uncle Ricky is a pervert but like the best kind. He might think of some nasty stuff but never crosses a line. Unlike other men who shouldn’t have touched me but have, Uncle Ricky suffers in silence, making teasing him so much more fun.
He was over for our family pool party this weekend, and I kept catching him gawking at me in my little bikini. It made me feel so sexy, knowing he couldn’t keep his eyes off of me. Someone suggested playing chicken in the pool, and I bounced by his side. “I’m on Uncle Ricky’s team!” I pushed my boobs against his back and whispered in his ear. “You want me, don’t you?” He turned around and looked at me with big, nervous eyes, and I giggled before shoving his shoulder. “On your team? You want me on your team, right?”
Trans Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
Finally! The holiday is over, and we can get back to enjoying being raunchy and filthy! There are three hundred and sixty-four days for us to corrupt all the adults on Sanat’s nice list.
Because, let’s be honest, what did being on the nice list get you? A twenty-dollar present and blue balls? Exactly? Join the naughty side and let your wild inhibitions thrive!
Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444
During my third class, I was bored and horny. The teacher is some old hag who can’t even stand up straight and always has food stains on her white button blouse. I raised my hand and asked to use the bathroom, but that wasn’t where I was going. I needed to escape for just a while.
The back stairwell in the school is like never used. So I shoved the heavy door open, looking behind me to make sure no one in the empty hallways would catch a glimpse of where I was going. I was in the clear. I skipped down a flight of steps to sit on the first landing.
Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444
The colored, dried leaves drifted on the crisp breeze to dance around my feet as I strutted across the campus. My parents couldn’t handle my wild ways, so they sent me to this frigid New England Boarding school that was supposed to reform me into some fucking lady. The student body was all female, so they assumed the chances of me getting knocked up again were lower than if they’d sent me anywhere else.
I glanced at the map in my hand and made my way to the building circled in red. Meeting with the Headmaster was the first thing on my list before I could enter my new dorm. Dear old Dad had been college buddies with the Headmaster and supposedly spilled all my dirty secrets in order to have the necessary strings pulled to get me in.