Author: Krysta

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Around the Holidays, my family gets together to watch old home movies. My Dad loves photos and videos. Almost every memory I have of him includes his phone in his hand, pointed at my sisters and me. We didn’t think it was unusual because it’s just how things were. He would say some people miss important moments in their lives because they don’t know what’s important until it’s over. Dad claimed he didn’t want to miss a thing.

This year, my mom was away to take care of my grandma, and my sisters were busy with their lives, so it was just Dad and I parked on the couch, ready to watch some of the home movies he’d taken. The first one he played was of little Krysta decorating the Christmas tree.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I keep having this really weird dream. I kinda thought it wasn’t a dream, but when I told daddy about it, he said it sure sounded like a dream, and I shouldn’t tell anyone else about it. So I guess he maybe just doesn’t want people to know how pervy my dreams are. But I kind of wanna tell you if that’s okay.

While I’m sleeping, late at night, or maybe it’s early In the morning before the sun comes up, I don’t really know, but I hear my bedroom door creak open. I pull the cover over my head in case it’s a monster. You know they are supposed to go away if you don’t look at them in the eyes, but this one comes into my room every night.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

My ex is OBSESSED with me. He calls, texts and emails me every single day since we broke up. Jake tells me he misses me and wishes I would give us another chance, but I’ve already moved on. I stopped responding to his attempts assuming he would just get the hint and fuck off, but he hasn’t.

So I told my new Beau we were going to stop by Jake’s to help him understand I was finished with him. Before going over, I put on Jake’s favorite outfit of mine. A green pencil skirt and button-up tank top. When we knocked on his door, he was shocked to see me. He let us in, and I started to yell at him.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I’m not a fan of young people. I hate entertaining them, but sometimes, babysitting is the easiest job for a lazy girl to get. So I was watching this cutie with an annoying attitude one night when her older brother decided to bring some friends over. They were just a few years younger than me, so I told them as long as they left us alone and didn’t break any rules, I’d leave them alone.

All was well for the first few hours, but in the middle of our last bedtime story, I heard a huge crash of glass come from downstairs. I tucked the girl into bed and hurried downstairs to find out what was going on. The boys had broken into the parent’s special cabinet. A broken bottle lay shattered in amber liquid, and the son had a clear bottle in his hand. “What the FUCK?” I yelled. Enough was enough! If he wanted to know what it was like to drink, I was going to show him in a way he’d never forget.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Some nights my family starts out watching TV together. Then, slowly, one by one, each of us leaves, depending on who controls the TV. Tonight it was my turn to be in charge of what we watched, and I had picked a spooky thriller for us to binge. Mom hates creepy stuff, so she was the first to leave. The lights were off, and soon the sun was down; it was so dark when my brother left the living room that I thought Daddy had gone upstairs with him.

There was a hot scene on the TV, and because I thought I was alone, I let my fingers wander down to my pussy. At first, I was just petting the soft bits of pubic hair. Then I rubbed lower to play with my lips, and soon my fingers dipped into my cunt as I moaned softly. Finally, a throat cleared from the other couch, and I snapped my thighs shut as my Daddy stood up and said goodnight. Continue reading “I Thought I Was Alone” →

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I watch helplessly above myself as he shoves my head into the toilet. The bubbles stopped coming from my nose and mouth a while ago, though he hasn’t noticed. He’s wearing a dark ski mask; I have no idea who he is or why he chose me. About an hour ago, he broke into my apartment and ripped me out of my bed. His fist slammed into my face as I screamed out for help.

My ears rang from the blow, making me too dizzy to fight back. It would have been pointless, anyhow. He was a giant man, and even though I’m no small girl, I was no match for him. He tossed me around my apartment like it was a game. By the time we got to the bathroom, most of my body was numb from the shock. My brain detached from the amount of pain he’d given me. It wasn’t long after he bent me into my own toilet that he began violating me. Now, as a spirit floating above, I want in horror as he fills my unresponsive body with his seed. There and then, I vow to haunt him for the rest of his life.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Every fall, my family and my Dad’s best friend’s family all go camping together. We packed up the bare minimum and went to this super cool campground where we could ride bikes through the woods and fish in the stocked lakes. It’s a really great time every year; however, THIS year, my Dad’s friend has gotten a divorce and his ex-wife wouldn’t be joining us.

My sister and my Dad’s best friend’s two daughters snuck off while the adults sat around a campfire and started drinking on the shore of the lake. We lay in the sand and just talked under the stars as we drained the stolen bottle. My sister admitted to having had anal sex before, and the other two agreed they would never do such a thing! I didn’t say it out loud, but I wanted to know how it felt too. After several hours, we assumed my parents and Dad’s friend had to be asleep, so we headed back to sneak into the tents. Only I had to use the restroom, so I told the girls to go on without me.

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It was set point, and the ball was coming right for me. I tracked its trajectory as I squatted low in my ready stance; it was definitely going to be out if I didn’t return it. So I called it, “OUT!” and sidestepped, watching the volleyball smash into the floor…in bounds. The ref announced the point to the opposing team, and the crowd went insane with cheers. The faces of my teammates dropped, and they all walked off the court without looking at me.

I’d just cost us the championship. Guilt and regret swirled in my stomach, making me feel sick as tears prickled at the back of my eyes. How was I going to face everyone? I wished I’d just hit that stupid ball. “Krysta, stay after everyone’s gone.” The coach bellowed over the noise in the gym. I just knew I was in big trouble.

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By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I wasn’t always the confident, self-assured plus-sized beauty queen I am now. I was really sensitive about my size in school, and you know how peers are. Cruel. However, there was one boy, in particular, Ben, who was extra mean to me. It was almost as if he went out of his way to find my class schedule just to pick on me and call me names.

I was looking forward to our homecoming bonfire because I had plans to punish my bully. He was captain of the football team our senior year, so I knew he’d be there, bragging about the good old days and hazing the team’s new members. I dressed in pale blue skinny jeans with a cream cardigan over a black lace cami. My knee-high leather boots tied in the perfect end of summer, beginning of fall look. Just sexy enough to get Ben’s attention.

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By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

If you give a bitch a blow job, he’ll probably wanna touch your tits. When you let him touch your tits, he’ll probably ask to touch your pussy. When he touches your pussy, he is probably going to get hard all over again.

Once he is hard all over again, he’s probably going to ask you to give him a hand job and keep his dick throbbing. Then, when his dick is throbbing, he’ll probably ask you to straddle him.

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