So seeing as my spouse cares more about making money, I had convinced him it would be a good idea if Ryan rented out the pool house as we were not using it. My spouse agreed it would be a good idea as Ryan had just told my spouse he was looking for a place. My spouse had no clue why I wanted Ryan to live in the pool house. That the reason was that whenever my spouse was busy or at work, I could go and have some naughty sexy times with Ryan; I mean, in time, he may figure it out, but who knows, as I couldn’t remember the last time my spouse paid attention to my comings and goings or me for that matter. It had been at least a year, if not longer, since my spouse had spent quality time with me. Continue reading “Seducing Ryan Part 2”
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Spanking Rowan 844-332-2639ext360
Ever felt the need for Spanking Fetish phonesex? I deliver a hurricane for you panty-clad ass! Call Me Tropical storm Rowan! My hands make the best sound when I meet your ass. Silk and satin are my top picks for panty-wearing bad boys. You’re going to need that softness on your ass when I am through with you! Wide eyes and a bouncing tushy make Miss Rowan very happy! Do you know why I give the best booty whomps? Yes, Your Brat enjoys spankings almost as much as she loves giving them out. I used to always spank my brothers for my Mom.
Squealing little boys are so fun as you spank and discipline them. Pale bare buttchecks are my canvas. I love seeing my hand prints on cute little asses. My little brother steals my pretty panties and thinks he doesn’t get to be punished. He is the first one I learned to spank, but it never stops him from my panty drawers. I’m beginning to suspect he likes being spanked in girls panties! All I know is I’m running out of panties and No matter how hard I spank he comes back for more! Continue reading “Rowans Hurricane Spankings”
Wendy, the Bisexual Hedonist @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424
on Tuesday, Sept. 27 – 7 AM to 4 PM
…continued from part 5
Neither one of us could take it anymore. Our emotions were more real and more intense than either one of us could have imagined. With Angie’s fingers pumping in and out of my pussy, my heart throbbing, she brought forth more and more of my juices. I wanted – no, I needed – to do the same to her. With my tongue still wrapped around hers in her mouth, I quickly unbuttoned her shirt and lifted up her skirt. She tasted just like my special pill. Unlike me she did have a pair of panties on as I could feel the lace.
Though I hesitated since I did not want to let her fingers stop fucking me, I quickly moved so that I had her pinned against the pillow. Angie laid back as if she knew what I was getting ready to do. With her skirt over my head I quickly pulled down the black panties and let them drop to the floor. My tongue that was just in her mouth quickly found its new place. Hearing her softly moaning, I knew that my tongue was vibrating just right against her swollen clitoris.
Wendy, the Bisexual Hedonist @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424
on Friday, Sept. 23 – 2 PM to 10 PM EST
…continued from part 4
I was completely under Angie’s control. She had unbuttoned my shirt and had my breasts in her hands looking at them intently. This was not about domination or submission. We were two women wanting to explore each other intimately, getting to know each other in a way that we never had before. I had known this beautiful woman for close to 15 years now and had wanted her for almost every second of it. Feeling her hands move over my breasts until she finally took one of my nipples in her mouth was like an explosion being let off in my body. I was more than ready. Angie was making me her special pill.
Angie slowly moved her mouth over both of my breasts using her tongue and her fingers along the way. She slowly put her hand inside of my jeans noticing that, as usual, I did not have any panties on. My eyes were closed and my head was spinning. I could not think clearly. I needed her, I wanted her, but here she was taking me. And there was no way that I was going to tell her no.
Huddy was gone for the day, and so were the kids, so I called Ryan, our pool boy and asked him to come over. Ryan said he would be right there. I’m not that far; I was hoping you would call. We had been sneaking around for months as hubby wasn’t doing it for me anymore. Most nights, hubby was too tired to do anything, and a girl needed to have her fun.
So when he hired Ryan, it had been weeks since I had been laid, and he was just so sexy with his muscles, blue eyes, and blond hair. I couldn’t help myself; I had to have him. So I spent most of my time by the pool trying to seduce Ryan. It didn’t take long for me to seduce him. Continue reading “Seducing Ryan”
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I have the hottest guy that I always refer to as my silky slut. He always makes me cum, and we seriously have the best time together! Especially when we go shopping for panties. You should see us walking hand in hand at the mall. No one would know we’re there shopping for lingerie, for each other…
The hot night I keep replaying over and over in my mind involved us buying matching panties. I love seeing my man in panties! His hard cock pressing up against the satin and lace drives me crazy. And on this particular day, we both got fiery red. Now that we have our panties the real slutty fun starts!
844-33-CANDY ext 360 Teen Rowan
Ass fucking And Cleanout is what he needed from me! My brother-in-law found some nasty porn where I… I can’t say it! Well, here goes nothing. I had made some amateur enema porn for money not too long ago. It was not supposed to be seen by my family or friends. Super embarrassing! I went to J.D.s house on an urgent text. As I arrive I notice he is in front of the big screen shaking his head. My sister isn’t here and we are all alone.
One click of the remote and my ass was leaking and I was moaning! I felt faint as he turned to me with a tent in his pants. That evil grin had me panicking! What should I say? How can I make this go away? This wasn’t supposed to happen and now here I am with a horny Brother in law! I tried offering him money. He says money isn’t what he wants and points to the screen! Continue reading “Ass fucking And Cleanout”
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?
Taylor 1-844-332-2639 ext 427
Your typical sweet slut
My mom was a slut so its no wonder as to why i am. I have big shoes to fill though. Mom was known as the town slut, everybody knew she was a easy laid. Spreading her legs and letting any one jump in her pussy. So now its my turn. I cant help myself when it comes to a huge cock with a nice mushroom head. The feeling that delicious ridge makes going in and out is beyond pleasure. Wanting to be used by any one just wanting a fuck toy makes my pussy wet and tingly. There’s just something about being used and i knew for the first i enjoyed being fucked by a stranger and then threw away like a disposable slut whore. My slut life had began and i never regretted one single drop of cum. Its an adrenaline rush, pussy throbbing rush.
Wendy @ 844- 33 – CANDY, ext. 424
I’m really starting to find my niche here. It’s been a while since I’ve been on, but I have been back now for about three weeks, and I seem to be finding the perfect spot. I’m Mommy.
Which is odd, because I am a Mommy. And I am a damn good one. When it’s time to discipline, I am the best at it. But also when it’s time to snuggle, I am the best at that, too. Mommy always seems to know just what her babies need. It’s like an instinct, I can read their thoughts before they have even had a chance to process them.