Author: Kayla

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Being a naughty girl thrills me. Tonight, you’ve taken me out to a fancy dinner. I’ve dressed to tease you. Something tight, sleeveless, and it shows off more cleavage and thigh than you can stand. At first, you thought it was sexy that other men would be oogling your arm candy. It made you feel like the big man on campus to have such a sexy fucktoy at your side, but now, your cock is hurting.

We’re halfway through the appetizers, and when the waiter turns to leave, I tug the neckline down to flash you a supple tit. I can almost feel your groan from across the table. Giggling, I cover back up and act as if nothing has happened.

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Mikey Misses The Mark

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Mikey and I met on X. If you follow me there, you know my content is mixed. I can’t help that I’m a sensual switch. Being Daddy’s little slut suits me one day, and acting like Mistress Mommy feels better the next. So I never know which of my content a boy really enjoys until he expresses what he wants. When Mikey slid into my DMs, I checked out his profile, and there was nothing to see.

He said he was a tall Daddy with a big cock. Obviously, I was sold. It doesn’t take more than that to turn my head! He even sent me a few hard cock outline photos that made my pussy drip. I wanted to serve him like a good girl, but he kept coming up with some excuse why we couldn’t meet. His holding me at arm’s length was only making my pussy more desperate for his cock. “Please, just one night!” I begged and he reluctantly agreed to let us meet. It was so strange because he started asking all kinds of questions about how I felt about small penises and diaper boys. I just laughed it off and demanded he let me be a good little slut for his big, thick shaft!

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Addicted To My Exconvicts Cock

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Come on, Kay, you have to come to Nick’s coming home party,” Tiffany begged. “He really wants to see you, and I know you miss him. It’s been what? Two years?”

I chewed at my lower lip as I nodded. It’d been a long time since my ex got locked up. Of course, I missed him, I was addicted to him but it was something I tried never to admit to myself. The man is toxic, dangerous, and so fucking sexy it hurts. I can’t say no when I’m around him. No matter how dumb the thing he’s asking me to do is, I always agree just to see him smile at me. I literally CAN’T go to his welcoming home party. It’d be better for me if I just pretended he was never, ever getting out of prison.

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Needy Little Cock Tease

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My Dad’s best friend, Rick, thinks I have no idea how horny he is for me. He tries to play it cool and hide his boner every time I prance into the room, but it’s so obvious how weak he is for me. Last night, he was over our house, drinking and playing music in my Dad’s garage. I’m supposed to leave the boys alone while they are playing, but I was bored. I poked my head through the doorway and wiggled my fingers at my Dad, who rolled his eyes and set down his guitar. “What are you doing, Kayla? It’s a school night, you should be in bed.” I pouted out my lips and slipped into the room, wearing my tiny PJ tank top that hugged tight over my growing breasts and showed a lot of my tiny midriff. The matching PJ shorts were a touch too small, and the bottoms of my buttcheeks peeked out under the short hems. I folded my hands together behind my back and swayed side to side, batting my lashes at Daddy.

“But you guys are playing so well, can I just sit and listen for a little bit?”

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I'm Just A Girl

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

How can you be afraid of little ol’ me? I’m just a girl: my innocent face and soft curves. I’m no danger to a big, strong man like you. What is it that you’re really scared of?

Does it make you nervous that I know exactly what to say to bring you to your knees? That I often whisper the dark fantasies you lust after that you can’t even admit to yourself that you desire them? Or maybe it’s because even after you cum for me, instantly you want more of my attention? Is that what keeps you up at night? The fact that I so easily twist you around my little finger and keep you craving me?

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Puppet's Trip To The Nail Salon

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

The nail salon is one of my most favorite places in the world! However, when you’re a spoiled Princess like me, it can become a costly trip every two weeks. Not for me, (HaHa) Daddy typically covers the expense, but this week it was Puppet’s turn to foot the bill.

I sat in the passenger seat, scrolling through nail inspo on my phone as he swung through the drive-through to get my Iced coffee (and one for my tech, who works so hard and deserves a treat too!) before pulling into the Salon’s parking lot. Of course, he hurried from the driver’s seat to open my door and help me out. “Ready for this?” I smiled at him, and he nodded eagerly. I stepped in close to his body and palmed his cock. Giving it a slow, gentle caress. “You’re so hard, already?” He groaned and rocked his cock into my hand. “It’s going to be a long appointment, don’t disappoint me.”

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Kayla's Rose-Tipped Flogger

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

The tapping of my stilettos against the hardwood floor was loud in the silent room as I walked around the quivering bitch awaiting his punishment. Neither of us spoke as the tension built around us. He was entirely naked while I wore sheer black thigh-high stockings and matching sheer panties. Without a bra, the heavy sway of my tits drew his gaze to my stiff nipples and the rose-tipped flogger I held in my hands.

“Will it hurt?” He finally dared to ask. The nervousness in his voice gave me a thrill, but my face refused to show him I was pleased. My fingers pulled through the length of the leather flogger’s tails. The pretty red rose-shaped bits of leather at the end would thud against his skin when I whipped him. Would it hurt, eventually, but not nearly as much as a cane or whip.

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Mommy's Wittle Diapee Fag

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My hand smoothed over the diaper tab and rubbed over the tiny button underneath. It’s such an itty bitty, useless clit that Mommy keeps it covered with crinkly diapers so I don’t have to look at how pathetic it is. Honestly, it embarrasses me to see how much it leaks. I tried putting it in panties, but it just soaked through them! Diapers were needed to absorb the loser’s desperation.

“Almost ready,” I coo at my wittle diapee fag. Helping him sit up so I can clip the pink bra in place and tug the matching thong over the hugely padded diaper. “Oh, I nearly forgot!” I hold up the baby bib and tie it about the sissy’s neck. His cheeks are so red, and he can’t even meet my eyes as I clip a massive bubble gum pink bow onto his head.

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BZ's Unpotty Training Reward

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

BZ wasn’t loving unpotty training. He really wasn’t a fan of wearing diapers, especially out of the house, but like all good boys, he was trying for Mommy. He waddled over to me and tapped me on the thigh. I was texting Ryan and asked BZ what he needed.

“Um, I have to go potty.” He looked sheepish and embarrassed. My hand reached out to squish the front of his very dry diaper crotch.

“Just go in your diaper like you’re supposed to.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Can you help me out with this harness?” I asked with a sultry smile as I walked up to him at the base of the climb. Jason stood shirtless before the rock face, dusting chalk over his palms. The harness dangled from my fingers as I held it out to him and popped a hip. I didn’t need help, I just wanted his hands on me.

“Sure,” his gaze traveled along my curves, stopping at my firm ass wrapped tightly in my climbing leggings. I stepped into the harness and bent over, pushing my ass out enticingly towards his growing bulge.

“Help me pull it up, please,” I bit at my lower lip as I peered at him through heavy lashes from over my shoulder. He tugged the harness up, making me lose a bit of my balance, and I leaned back against him. Allowing me to feel his massive cock against my thigh. His strong hands gently caressed over my ass as he pulled the harness tight around my waist, and all I could think about was how vulnerable I would be tied up and hanging in the air in front of him.

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