Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Dear Mrs. Wifey,

I’m writing you this letter because I just think it’s time you know. I’ve never been a “girls girl,” if you know what I mean, and I’m tired of sharing.

For years now, your Husband has been mine. In secret, sure, but how you’ve been too stupid and oblivious not to know what’s going on has always boggled my mind. The man you married is sexy as hell, smart, and so funny. He’s a prize, one you’ve neglected and frustrated. You practically pushed him into my waiting arms, and I’ve been fucking him since.

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 Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

At the edge of town, there’s a spooky cemetery. I guess all cemeteries are scary, but this one is like extra! They say once a man who wouldn’t bear the loss of his wife. He was on his knees, grieving by her stone marker, when out of the woods came a giant beast! Half man, half something otherworldly. A werewolf! The poor man never saw it coming because he was so lost in his emotions. The beast bit into him, passing along the beastly change. However, even in his transformation, the widower couldn’t leave his wife’s grave.

They say he still stalks the grounds today, waiting for someone to transfer the curse to him so he can lay beside his wife for the rest of eternity. Of course, it’s just folklore, but my friends and I decided to camp at the spot on All Hallow’s Eve to catch the widowed werewolf.

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Showing Daddy I AM A Big Girl

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Ever since I can remember, I’ve had a crush on my Daddy. He’s the best man in the world. He’s intelligent, handsome, so kind, and treats people with respect. I love him so much, but every time I try to kiss him or do things like I see couples do on TV, he tells me it’s not appropriate. It makes me so mad when he says the love between us is different. It should be different, I suppose, but it isn’t.

He was invited to an Adult Halloween party this weekend, and I asked him if I could please go as his date. Again, he told me no because that would be inappropriate. I’m really not the kind of girl to take no for an answer. I’m going to that party in a mask and show Daddy that I AM a big girl, and the love between us can be just like the couples on TV.

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Burpy Bitch

Burpy Bitch

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

The cafeteria was bustling, per usual. I sat at the head of the popular table with my Doc Martins kicked up on the surface. Kelly was telling me about her hot tub weekend with Trevor when some nobody stood beside me. He started talking about snapping photos for the yearbook without even waiting for her to take a breath to pause our conversation. Fucking rude. Just interrupting my friend like some little asshole. I reached up and gripped the collar of his polo, pulling his face to mine. Then I let out the most enormous belch. I’d been holding it in since chugging my Coke at the start of lunch.

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Uncle Ricky's Little Cock Tease

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?”

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Uncle Pervert's House

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Growing up is such a weird thing. One day, you’re just living your life thinking this is how things are for everyone, and the next day, you realize some horrible things have happened to you. I’m talking about how, when I was little, my Mom would send me to her brother’s house for the summer. It wasn’t unusual for Uncle Pervert’s hands to wander or for him to get hard when he sat me on his lap. I thought that happened to every girl when she stayed at her Uncle’s house, but then I learned something about boys that explained it all!

As soon as a boy hits puberty, his balls pump horny perversion hormones into his brain that make him only think about his sexual desires! Now that summer has come around again, I’m going back to Uncle Pervert’s house, but this time, I’ll be teaching him a lesson.

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Stepdaddy's Calling

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

You won’t believe what happened to me today! I know you won’t because I can hardly believe it and it happened to me! I logged into work and settled down for a full day of filthy phone fucking. My phone rang, and instantly, I recognized the voice on the other end.

As he listed out his billing details, I swallowed so hard. My mom’s new husband was calling me to jerk him off! I wasn’t sure if he knew it was me just yet, so I lowered my tone just a bit to disguise my voice and asked him how we’d play. I can’t believe my stepdaddy’s calling me!

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Truth Or Dare

Truth Or Dare

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

My hands touch your knees and pry your legs open. I can hear your heart pounding in your chest as I look up at you with my hungry blue eyes. You can hardly believe this is real and your rub at your eyes as if you’re dreaming. Not this time; this is really happening.

The hottest girl in school is squatted between your legs, slithering her body up yours before turning around and planting her ass in your lap. I swish my hips to the music, feeling your boner grow under me. My hair flips back as I arch my spine and roll my hips to the music. When your best friend dragged you to this house party, you thought it’d be lame. No one ever talks to you at school unless it’s to make fun of you, but when you got roped into the cool kids’ game of truth or dare, you couldn’t have imagined it’d end with me on your lap.

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Valerie 844-332-2639 Ext 243

Even when I babysit, I always sleep naked. I just can’t get comfortable to sleep if I’m twisted up in anything other than the sheets. Little Travie had been down for a good while when I decided to get undressed and climb into his parent’s bed. They would be out for the night; I didn’t see any harm in enjoying the king-sized bed all to myself instead of the bumpy day bed in their guest room.

I rolled to his Dad’s side and inhaled his pillow. God, the man smelled so good. I closed my eyes and then ground my bald little pussy into the sheets where he lays down every night as thoughts of his smile danced through my head. He’d never made a move on me, but every time I saw him, I wished that he would. Lost in the fantasy, I didn’t hear Travie come in until he was beside the bed. I pulled the sheets to my naked full breast. “What’s wrong, honey?” I tried to play it off like I hadn’t just been humping his Dad’s side of the bed. “Was it a nightmare?”

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Ronnie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 443

After my spanking ordeal, word got around school that I was a bad girl and Mr. R had spanked me. I was only partially humiliated by this. It also kind of made me feel naughty, and I’m finding, I LIKE to feel naughty.

A few days after the rumors calmed down, Rebecca called. “Hey girl, I heard you got spanked by Mr. R. You need to be careful because he gets excited by it. Like REALLY excited. If it happens again, peek around the corner when he enters the back room, and you’ll see what I mean.” Her warning confused me. Did Mr. R get excited by giving spankings the same way I do? Was he touching himself after? I had to find out.

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