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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Marty called me to ask if I could do a last-minute session with him. He was begging me, telling me he really needed to see me. I thought he was being pathetic, but I told him if he came over tomorrow night, I could squeeze him in for a three-day session.

Friday rolled around and Marty showed up two hours early; boy was he desperate! I led him downstairs to my dungeon of fun and let him set up. That included stripping him of all his clothing and I put him in the corner cage until I was ready for him. What he didn’t know was that I wouldn’t be ready for him until Sunday!

Hours passed by and poor little Marty was waiting, wondering when I’d be back for him. The night turned into day, and Saturday was here before we knew it. He heard the sounds of my stiletto heels coming down the basement stairs. What surprised him the most was the hunk of man I brought down with me.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

The last time I left Allen, I dressed him up in gorgeous girly, sparkly pink dress. He was left handcuffed at his ankles and wrists against the wall. I was upstairs working on a project and remembered that he was down in my chambers. I came downstairs to check in on him. He knew I was on my way with my click-clacky stilettos. “Look at you, all naked and tied up just for me. What should I do with you first?”

I unhooked Allie for a second and turned her around; I wanted to play with her ass today! When she was in the proper position, and after I put on a pair of latex gloves, I circled my finger all around her asshole. I traced my finger down her ass crack until I found the pucker hole! That’s when I spread her cheeks apart to really get a good view.

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Wedding Season

Posted 7 days ago by Roxy

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Wedding season is upon us. So the bachelor parties have been picking up. So far, I’ve been hired to do a few over the next couple of months. Most of them hire two or three dancers. But last weekend I had a solo gig. It turned out to be the craziest bachelor party that I’ve ever done. And it made me wonder if I should ever do one alone again. When I arrived, the butler showed me to the elevator. He told me that the party awaits me in the basement. The elevator took me to the cold, dark underground floor. I stepped out into a dark hallway and heard a faint mumble. I followed the sound to a huge, heavy, wooden door at the end of the hall. When I pulled the door open, it was so loud inside. Music and belligerent men yelling and being rowdy pierced the air. I quickly realized that it was a sound proof basement. The guys were young, early twenties, pumped with adrenaline and testosterone. You know, spoiled rotten, entitled types. They’ve grown up with way too much money and think they can do whatever they want.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

It was a Wednesday evening when I got my mail, and what do you think I received? “My ex is getting married; I just got the invitation.” My friend Charlie was at my house during that time and was consoling me as I cried. He said, “Want me to fuck you in front of them at their wedding, remind them that letting you go was a mistake?”

That gave me the best idea! I could fuck Charlie, pretending it was my ex and we were getting back together and ready to have some makeup sex. I know that it sounded so dirty to use Charlie like that, but to be fair, he offered. He had no idea what he was getting into either!

It was a few weeks later and the wedding was approaching fast. I called Charlie up and reminded him of what he promised me and asked him to come over so we could go to the wedding together. The wedding was starting and there had to be over three hundred people there. I was going to be the most hated girl, but it sounded like fun.

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Fun with Food

Posted 3 weeks ago by Melanie

Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I was at home in the kitchen, thinking about cooking when my brother Matt came in. He told me him and his friends were watching exotic porn where the girls were masturbating using all kinds of food. He leaned in and whispered something in my ear. I said, “You want to film me doing what to myself?” Matt wanted me to choke on a banana and stick a huge cucumber up my pussy.

Now, I’ve had fun with food before, but we are talking about banana split type food all OVER my body, nothing ever inside, but it sounded intriguing. I agreed. If I was going to stuff food inside me, I might as well lay down on the kitchen table. Eat me baby! Not only did Matt want to film everything, but he also wanted to participate.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I was at a strip club, and it was amateur night. Always having a fantasy of spinning on the pole, I decided to step up and see what I could do. I was wearing a purple plaid short skirt and a white crop top with black stiletto knee-high boots. It was the perfect outfit for stripping. I stepped up and began.

The pole was set on a platform and when you were up there, you felt like you’re on a pedestal. Finally, I felt like the Goddess I AM! I stood in front of the pole, leaning my back against it and my holds holding on above my head. I squatted down, spread my legs, closed them back up, and then stood back up. The was the cliché stripper move right?

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There’s just somethin’ ‘bout a cowboy that makes me weak in the knees. And I met a truly genuine one at the rodeo. He looked so fucking sexy roping the bulls in his wranglers, cowboy hat and boots, and leather chaps. Mmmmm… that smell of leather gets me so wet. With the way all of the girls were fawning over him, he had to know how good lookin’ he is. But I caught his eye.  One thing led to another, and he asked me out for dinner. What I hadn’t anticipated was how dressed up he was. He looked so handsome in his black felt cowboy hat and sports coat. And he brought me a dozen pink roses. He informed me that he’d made reservations at an upscale steak house, so I hurriedly slipped into a little black dress. And we were off. I had really misjudged him. That’s what I get for judging a book by it’s cover. The way he smirked at all of his little groupies led me to believe that he was just a pretty boy player. But he was actually quite the gentleman.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Work was so hectic and all I wanted was to take a hot bubble bath and relax. Instead, I found you on my bed waiting for me. “Look at you, all wrapped up nicely for me,” I said. “I think I have a few ideas for us. Slowly unwrap my present and worship me.” You sat down in the recliner in the corner of my room which was the perfect spot to admire me. You unwrapped your little weewee and started playing with it, almost massaging it. If it’s a show you wanted, it’s a show I’ll give you.

I acted as if you weren’t around, and I was preparing to take a shower. First, I rested my stilettos up on the bed, taking them off one at a time. Then I slowly and softly ran my hands up my legs so I could reach up under my skirt and take off my stockings. I unzipped my skirt from behind, slid my thumbs in them and slowly pulled down the skirt, wiggling from side to side.

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Isabelle (1-844-33-CANDY) #464

The Mile High Club was something I’ve only read about since I’ve wanted to experience it. As the older man with silver temples guided me toward the cramped airplane lavatory, I knew this was happening. He’d been watching me since boarding. His gaze was bold and appreciative. When he’d passed my seat, he leaned down to whisper, ” Join me in five minutes if you’re adventurous”.

Now locked in the tiny space. His mouth was on my neck, smelled like whiskey and mint as his lips pressed against mine. I could feel his hard dick through his expensive trousers, thick and insistent against my belly. “I’ve wanted to bend you over since I saw you boarding”. He growled, his fingers deftly unbuttoning my jeans. I moaned as he put his hand over my mouth, as the other one was in my panties, his experienced fingers finding my clit immediately.”Turn around,” he commanded.”Hands on the sink”.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Who doesn’t love a nice, strong pair of hands? I can’t even count the number of guys I’ve been with that have finger fucked me over the years. The worst experience was with a guy who was a jack of all trades and constantly worked with his hands. He knew how to use his fingers, don’t get me wrong, but they were rough and callused, and that doesn’t feel great with the sensitive, smooth skin on my pussy.

Fast forward to my date from last night. It was a blind date that a friend set up, but I was feeling adventurous. After dinner, we took it back to my place and watched some movies on the couch, but it wasn’t the movies we were interested in. He told me he won best finger fuck and fastest cum back in high school, and I was excited to see if he was right.

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