Author: Krysta

Naked, chunky teen looks at you with lust.

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Karson and I were supposed to go out to dinner, but he got called into work. Some of his employees had been caught drinking on the job, and he didn’t want to wait until the morning to address the issue. He apologized as we drove to the job site, but I didn’t mind. It was fun for me to see where he was all day. Plus, I didn’t know his employees would be getting their revenge by using me.

We arrived, and it was clear everyone was nervous. Karson is a big, evil man who doesn’t tolerate rule-breaking from his employees or me. I could feel the men looking at my body as we walked past them to the office. My skirt barely covered my ass, and my fat tits were spilling from my v-neck. We were supposed to be clubbing, not terminating contracts. I would never intentionally dress this slutty in front of his employees, but, here we were.

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BBW teen tits worship

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Everyone loves boobs. Big boobs are always better than small boobs, but BBW teen tits are honestly the best kind out there. You love how they bounce and, more so, how they jiggle. I bet you’d like to see them in hundred different positions. Look how delicious they look when I lie down. So kissable, right? Suckable and squeezable.

Imagine how they sway when I’m bent over on my hands and knees. Or how about when I’m riding that hard dick?

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Bullying a cross-dresser is so much fun. Especially, when they hold the secret so close. Threatening exposure if they don’t obey! Hehe, they just fold like little sissies. Yesterday is a perfect example of how much fun it can be. I was over at my friend’s house and couldn’t help myself; I snooped in his closet. I suspected Jason was a little faggot, but I had no proof.

He didn’t hide his stash very well. I found a chest FULL of female clothing. It was hard to hide my giddiness as I gathered the hidden clothing in my arms and burst out of his closet. “What the fuck is this?” I laughed at the horror on his face.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

It comes as no surprise that I fucking love Valentine’s day! All the sweet treats and chocolates I’m gifted really satisfy my sweet tooth. What kind of candy is my favorite for Valentine’s, you ask? Mmm, it’s the cute little heart-shaped candy box! The one with dozens of little mystery chocolates stuffed with who knows what. Sometimes they come with a key that tells you what is in which candy, but I don’t read them anyway.

I love the thrill of sinking my teeth into a hunk of candy and not knowing what flavor will gush over my tongue. Will it be a tart cherry goo or a thick caramel? Maybe some stiff nougat or rich fudge? It’s so exciting! Much too exciting to share. No, you won’t be biting into any of my mystery chocolates this year. All you get to eat is MY candy box!

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Krysta SquirtsKrysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Last night at a BDSM club, a Master approached me and asked if I’d like to put on a show with him. I’ve been Domming so many boys at work that I thought it would be a good idea to give up control to someone else for the night, so I agreed without even asking him what kind of session he had in mind.

“Do you have any limits? A safe word?” I smiled when he asked. I hoped he planned on making me use my safe word like I push my boy toys. I shook my head to the limits and told him my safe word was ‘red.’ “Good, let’s see how my chunky rope bitch squirts for the crowd.”

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Have you ever played with electrical stimulation or e-stem for short? Have you ever used a sounding rob in your urethra? Each of these things is fun on its own but mixing them together is so fucking blissful. For me, anyway. If you’ve never played with e-stem but have been to physical therapy, you probably know what the feeling is like. A tens unit is the same thing. A small device that sends electrical currents into the muscles to make them flex.

So imagine that tingly, out-of-your-control muscle contracting happening INSIDE of your cock?

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

For as long as you can remember, you’ve had this fantasy of being trampled on by a giantess. Well, I’m not a giant, but I’m a solid fucking girl, and I want to trample you. Lay down, completely naked, while I step up on your chest. One foot, to let you feel half my weight as you look up at my still-clothed body. Then the next foot. My full BBW Teen weight is now on your chest. Is it difficult to breathe?

You haven’t felt anything yet!

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This family I babysit for has the cutest boy and girl. They really are a handful, so I asked the parents if I could invite my boyfriend over to help me keep them in line. Of course, the exhausted mother couldn’t agree with me more that her rowdy pair needed extra eyes, so she said it would be fine.

She has so much trust in me after—so much misplaced trust. The truth is my boyfriend gets really turned on by things he shouldn’t, and I was really looking forward to him joining us for bathtime. He was nervous, as you can imagine. But he seemed to be getting comfortable by the time dinner was wrapping up. So I asked him to run the water in the bathtub and that I would bring them up soon. Continue reading “Bathtub Hand Job” →

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Jeff came home tonight really upset! He said the department had some significant cutbacks, and he found out today that he wouldn’t be getting the Christmas bonus he’d been expecting. He was distraught. Probably more so because even after finding out this awful news, he was told it was mandatory to show up at the company party this evening at his Boss’s house.

I tried to be a supportive girlfriend and tell him that we would figure things out. Yes, we had been depending on that money for rent and the car payment, but somehow money would come through. It had to.

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Daddy made me do it

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After a long week, my body and mind were over-tired, and even hours after bedtime, I still couldn’t fall asleep. I thought maybe watching some tv would help me zone out, but as I turned the corner into the living room, someone else was already there. Daddy was sitting on the couch in just his boxers, legs sprawled out and reclined back. He must have seen me out of the corner of his eye because he looked over, lifted his arm over the back of the couch, and asked what I was doing.

“I can’t sleep.” My shoulder shrugged. I walked over and sat down on the cushion next to him. His hand curled around the back of my neck, and he pulled me toward him. My head laid on his lap, and he started running his fingers through my hair.

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