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turning my cousin into my girl

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It had been years since I’d seen my cousin from California. I remembered he was cute and funny, but it was always so awkward when he would stay with us for a few weeks. Like we’re family, but I knew nothing about him. Around that time, I was just figuring out the kind of power and influence I had over men, and I guess you could say, I practiced that visit, by flexing my skills on my poor unsuspecting cousin.

My parents were at work, and (We’ll call him K) K and I were hanging out in my room. I had a ton of makeup and hair accessories all over my vanity, and as he spun around on my stool, K plucked up a massive hair bow and was turning it around in his hands. “How would anyone look cute in something this stupid?” He asked with wrinkles creasing his brow.

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Sweet Lovin Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

There’s a trail I run, every morning before I’ve eaten breakfast, through the park near my house. It’s always quiet, and the same faces greet me every day. An older Asian lady, who does her stretches as the sun rises, and a teenage boy who walks his small pet while scrolling on his phone. The birds chirp their morning songs as we all go about our business. Day in, day out.

One morning, an older man appeared. He sits on the bench where the trail bends near the wood line, reading a newspaper and sipping on a fast food cup of coffee. Each time I pass him, my hand lifts in a kind wave, and he always nods his head with a smile. I can’t even recall when he started showing up, but now he is there every day, just like the rest of us.

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Spring is in the air!

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It doesn’t take much to make your tongue wag, but I don’t take any chances when it comes to spring break.  A very red, g-string style bikini is sure to catch your eye. Red lips and dark eyes behind my oversized sunglasses, a white hat, and white heels – tall, six-inch heels – complete my look. I pick a pool lounger directly across from you. There’s no way you can miss me. I tan in a unique manner.  Legs slightly spread, on my back, one knee bent up, the heel really making everything pop and stand out. Oh, and my back is tilted up on the lounger at 45 degrees so I can watch you from behind the sunglasses. You can barely take your eyes off me, especially that little hint of fabric covering my otherwise exposed pussy as my legs slide open an inch more here, two inches there.

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Magic Fingers

Posted 2 years ago by Kayla

Kayla Craves magic fingers

Kayla Cumsalot

On my couch, he sat beside me. His lips traced up and down my neck as his fingers found their way into my panties. I spread my thighs wider to grant him access and closed my eyes. Being fingered is one of my favorite sexual activities, and he knew it. “No one’s ever made me squirt,” I confessed in a breathy whisper. I felt his chuckle against my skin before he whispered back.

“Princess, I have magic fingers.”

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It’s Not Fair

Posted 2 years ago by Kayla

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

My cousin Josh was in town for work and asked if he could stay with us instead of getting a hotel. My parents told him they would love to have him stay since we never get to see him, but that meant I couldn’t go out tonight. It’s just not fair that I have to change my schedule for my cousin. It’d been a long ass time since I’d seen Josh, so I was pretty surprised when he showed up.

He’s a few years older than me, but I remember him being pretty nerdy when we were younger. He was a tall and skrony drok back then, but the man who wrapped me up in a tight hug tonight in the entryway was a whole man! He was still way taller than me, but he’d filled out in all the right places. I could tell he was thinking the same about me when he couldn’t take his eyes off my tits. I mean, he tried not to make it obvious, but the boy was almost drooling.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Fuck! The things you do for me are fucking incredible. Under normal circumstances, you would be too embarrassed to be caught wearing fishnet thigh highs. You wouldn’t let anyone else paint your nails and toes in bubblegum pink polish. However, you can’t say no to me. If anyone else asked to tie you up, you’d say, “Hell no!” But you’d do anything for me.

I wasn’t surprised when you let me do your nails or when you allowed me to roll up the thigh highs. Nor was I shocked when I asked you to let me lock your cock up in a chastity cage, and you let me. The pink cage compliments your cute toes! This should be humiliating, but because I’m the one making you do it, it has you leaking precum from that little cage and non-stop dripping, even!

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

The newspaper had announced the latest lottery winner, and he lived right here in town! So I waited until it was dark and stormy, and I dressed in my slinkiest white party dress with not a stitch of clothing underneath. Then, I drove out towards his big house and parked a ways down the road. Walking slowly to ensure my dress was soaked through by the time I knocked on his door. My stiff nipples felt like pinpoints about to rip open my dress and my whole body shivered.

Steve opened the door, and concern and confusion pinched his features. “I’m so sorry to bother you so late.” I pouted up at him from under the glow of his porch light. “It’s just my car broke down a bit down the road, and my cell has no service. I was kind of wondering if you wouldn’t mind letting me use your phone to call for help and possibly a towel or two to dry off?” The sweet, rich man ushered me in and showed me right to the bathroom.

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Topless Kayla in thigh high fishnets and black thong

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I’m a curious girl, and I’d heard about this new glory hole not too far from my house. So many of my clients go to them that I wanted to see what it was like to fuck a stranger for myself. I wore baggy sweats and a hoodie there, paid to get in, and slipped right into a booth to wait. Would I get a big, thick cock or something small and pathetic? I didn’t really care; I was just excited to make someone cum. I got naked while waiting, and then it happened.

I heard someone enter the other side of the booth, and I stuck my hand through the hole so they could see I was a female. My palm was up, long, acrylic nails beckoning the stranger’s cock into my hand. He didn’t disappoint. He laid a beautiful cock in my hand, and I pulled it through the hole. My lips kissed the tip before parting to suck him in deep. He was girthy and felt heavy on my tongue. “Fuck, that’s amazing.” His voice made me tingle, and the praise made me suck harder.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Little brothers can be such an asspain. They show up when you’re the center of everyone’s world and just steal your spotlight. Really fucking annoying, you know? But they end up growing on you. The way they look up at you adoringly and make you the center of their world is charming. As the big sister, you can’t stop yourself from wanting to protect them, and that means you keep a dutiful eye on them. It allows you to know things about them that they don’t or won’t tell anyone.

Just like how I knew my little brother was gay the moment we walked into the awakening aisle. Even if maybe he hadn’t really understood it himself.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I’ve been babysitting for this wealthy family all summer. The Dad works from a home office, but he’s much too busy to keep an eye on the little ones, so they hired me, and they do pay me well. They have a huge house and a big, deep pool. Every time I take the littles out to swim, I can feel the Dad’s eyes on me. He comes out of his office and just watches us.

I’ve decided to be a little greedy. Just looking at their lifestyle and the hungry look in his eyes, I know I can drain much more out of the Dad than the chunk of change his wife and I agreed on when I signed on for the babysitting job.

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