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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Donnie came down to Mistress Melanie’s Dungeon of horror, ready and excited to get punished for the day. My assistant took him downstairs for me to wait until I gave the next steps. I wanted him nervous with anticipation, so I arrived downstairs an hour later. He heard my stilettos click clacking on the cement stairs, and his puny pecker grew.

The first thing I said to dear little Donnie was “Do I seem like the type to give you a little spanking when you’ve done something wrong?” He looked at me in astonishment and in a submissive tone said, “No.” He was being such a good little boy with his answers, and said again, “Good, now open that toy box and pick one that hurts because you deserve a proper punishment for today.”

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Gabrielle 1-844-33-CANDY ext 469

It was time to go to the beach for the first time this year. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining and it was a hot and humid eighty-five degrees outside. I went out with a few girlfriends’, and we found a nice shady spot under a huge umbrella. We picked a nice little beach off the Georgia coast. Well, I think that college is out or must be on break because there were a lot of delicious young men to choose from, and that’s my favorite kind of man. The younger the better.

My friends and I had a little bet going on: we would walk for a mile and whoever got the most numbers in that mile won. The losers would have to buy dinner. I was wearing a purple bikini with rhinestones on the straps, and a sheer, black cover up. I wasn’t wearing my shoes, because who can wear heels in the sand? So, I went barefoot.

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Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

I’ve been in a relationship with a white guy for about a year now. However, I’ve been having sex with Chance, whom I call Daddy. He is a tall 6”2’ muscular man weighing about 220 lbs, young and athletic. He knows I am in a relationship, but that doesn’t stop him from making me his bitch. Chance hasn’t had the best life and lives in a pretty rough neighborhood, but you wouldn’t know that if you saw him out in public. He was always well-groomed and had great hygiene. He smells so good and tastes even better. Ever since he fucked me six months ago, I have not been able to get enough. He calls me over at any time of the day or night, and I go without a second thought. My simple boyfriend is the typical white-collar CEO with a boring office job. Granted that the job comes with a six-figure salary, which is the only reason I stay.

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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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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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Kara 1844-332-2639 ext 306

I had the kind of body that demands attention when I walk into a room. When a man looks at me, he immediately admits to himself, “She could get whatever she wants from me.”  The way my perky tits sat high and proud upon my chest and the curve of my tight ass would make any man lose control. I also exuded that confidence in the way I spoke to men and even in my stride. The long, slow, deliberate steps of my long-toned legs and the way my hips rocked softly with each step would even cause some ladies to stop and stare. Today was no different.
As far as I can remember, I’ve always loved being the center of attention. Feeling eyes dancing upon me, followed by adoring and sensual smiles, would never grow old. I especially get turned on when I catch the eye of a married man in the presence of his wife. When I say I get whatever I want, married men are not excluded and, in fact, make the sex that much more riveting.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

It was 2am when I heard my phone ring. I sleepily answered and Rob’s voice was on the other end. He told me he couldn’t sleep and was literally begging me to come over. He needed to cum so bad and I was the only one who could help him. A slut’s job is never done. I got up, put something sexy on, like my silk jammies and silk robe to cover up with, and drove to his house.

I arrived at 3am and was ready to do my slutty duty. As I yelled Rob’s name, I heard him respond and tell me to just come to his bedroom where he was waiting for me. He was laying in bed shirtless, with his legs slightly spread but still in boxers. His cock was hanging out of his boxers, slightly hard, but I knew he needed me.

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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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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

My friend Marcy came over and told me she really wanted to have a threesome with me, and she knew the perfect guy to play with. It was an old friend of hers named Alan. I let her set it up since it was her friend. She just needed to tell me where to go and when to be there. We planned on going to her house since she had a king size poster bed. We could really have some fun on that thing.

It was a Wednesday night, and Alan was blindfolded as we guided him up the stairs and to the bedroom. Before we started anything, we needed to strip him down to nothing. He had an itty-bitty penis. There was no way either of us sexy girls were going to feel any kind of penetration, so we needed to surprise him. We were both going to use our strap-ons and manhandle the boy for who he was.

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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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