Author: Kayla

Kaylas new year's

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Pt 1.

For our Christmas party, I chose lingerie I thought would make Alfred prefer them on his bedroom floor instead of on my body; clearly, he is more gentlemanly than I had considered. So tonight, I planned to go simple. Sweet cotton panties in white and no bra, my party dress is topless, so I don’t want straps ruining the appeal.

The Tomsin New Year’s Eve Bash was pumping when I arrived at Randi’s house. She is awful brave to let us all party here. Avery was DJing, and Payton and Torrence were losing a game of strip poker to Morgan, who chuckled through a cloud of cigar smoke. “Kaykay!” They cheered, holding up mostly empty glasses of champagne. I gave the ladies a nod and wandered deeper into the house. Alexus slapped my ass as I passed and I playful acted offended. Why was it always so hard to find the only man at these functions?

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Everyone knows that when a girl is bad, she gets spanked. However, the other day baby Jay found out for herself that just because Kaykay is often the one getting spanked that it doesn’t mean she won’t deliver them if need be. She was prancing around the chatroom in her padded diaper and skirt, playing like a good girl but then she must have got a wild hair up her ass because she tried to paddle me.

I’m all for being paddled…by a man. Not a sissy baby! That wasn’t about to fucking happen. I snatched the paddle from her and sat down with a very stern look. “Bend over my lap right now,” I told baby Jay. She might be naughty occasionally, but she is always very obedient. So she did as she was told and laid herself over my lap. I could already feel her stiff little clit poking through her diaper to my thigh.

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Financial Fetish Specialist

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

You have special needs. The things you crave are dangerous if allowed to get out of hand. Your choice of kink can start innocently enough, but it’s a slippery slope into obsession. Before you know it, you’re addicted! That next fix could be the straw that puts you in debt or leaves you homeless. The craving can get so strong that you find yourself skipping work just to indulge.

For these reasons, you need a financial fetish specialist. Kayla Cumsalot is well-versed and experienced in balancing financial addictions. Whether you can give a little or give a lot, she’ll know exactly how to keep your coin in check.

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Kaykay is dressed to be the office lunch

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

(Part Two)

“Does she get this wet for you, Krissy?” The other guy asked as he came behind me and started to kiss my neck
It was Kris’s turn not to, but we both know he normally has to go down on me before I get this wet. The guy behind me started to rub my tits. I squeezed them and rubbed his thumb over my hard nipples; I leaned back into his chest. The guy in front of me opened his pants and pulled his cock out. Without him telling me to, I curled my fingers under his cock and began to stroke him as he dipped his fingers back into me. My body arched between them. “Better than lunch,” He grinned.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Girlfriends should learn not to brag. Or at least be more careful about who they brag to. Tammy spent our entire shopping trip talking about her newest boyfriend. She said he had a giant cock and knew exactly how to use it too. At first, I was glad to hear she was happy with her new boyfriend, but she wouldn’t stop. She told me how he ate pussy like a champ and made her cum better than she could make herself.

Girlfriends shouldn’t brag about good dick when all it makes me want to do is steal their man. Tammy works a lot. So much so that it was all too easy for me to skip over to her house when her new man was all alone.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

My Boss is precisely who you would imagine a CEO. Tall, clean-shaven, and mysterious. Handsome and powerful. Because he keeps his private life away from his business affairs, there are a ton of rumors around the office about his sex life. Ones like his tongue can make a woman blackout in orgasm, and his cock is nearly as thick as long. Because of the rumors, all of the ladies swoon over him, but he’s always very aloof and professional until today.

I was running late to get him his daily report mid-afternoon, and as I dashed into his office, I tripped over his briefcase, which popped open when it hit the floor. Embarrassed by my actions, I tried to shuffle the papers back together and right everything before he could get upset, but as I bent to grab the mess, it wasn’t papers on the floor. Instead, adult diapers with cute little monsters on the front had tumbled out of his briefcase.

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Topless Kayla is his little toy

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

It took months of convincing, but here I am, checking into the oceanfront hotel under his name. Speaking it aloud at check-in gives me a thrill. There’s power behind his name; people know him here, and they know I’m not his wife. Whatever thoughts the hostess has, she keeps them to herself and shows me to the suite he’s picked out just for me. A whole weekend dedicated to being his little fuck doll.

The arrangement has perks for both of us, and the excitement of being just his call girl has my panties wet. Before she leaves me in the empty suite, the hostess hands me a small card and notes the outfit across the bed. I thank her and show her to the door before I read his note.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Eep! Halloween is coming up, and it’s the perfect excuse to tease my Daddy. I bounced down the stairs and plopped in his lap. “Daddy, you know my school’s Halloween party is coming up, and I wanna have the best costume! One like no one else will have! So do you think you could come upstairs and help me pick out something to wear?” Daddy looked at me a little sideways and reminded me that the party wasn’t for a while yet. I tugged on his arm and pulled him towards the stairs. “I wanna be ready, ready!”

With a heavy sigh, Daddy followed me up the stairs. I had him sit on my bed and slipped into the closet. My old cheer uniform was in there from several years ago. I squeezed into it, and the crop top was so small the underside of my perky teen breast were squished under the hem, and the skirt was so short the front of my panties was visible.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

On an island far away from here, there lived a beautiful princess. She was so beautiful and kind that men from all lands flocked to the island to try and win her favor. Sadly, princess Kayla often felt the men sought after her for only one thing and never gave her a chance to have a voice. So prince after prince, she turned them away, vowing to wait for the one who would love her for everything she was.

Unfortunately for the princess, one prince traveled a very long way to gaze upon her. Princess Kayla had no way of knowing that an evil witch was in love with this prince. The witch had snuck aboard the prince’s ship and brewed up a spell that would stop the love of her life from falling in love with the legendary princess.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Every town always seems to have that one big house, that one wealthy family everyone knows about. I happened to live down the street from that house, and growing up, I’d always heard the rumors about the couple who lived there. That the husband was handsome and tall and that he loved his wife deeply.

Just after I graduated high school, Id heard his wife had passed, and he was looking for someone to nanny for their two small boys. I’d never met the man, but I knew this was my chance to become lady of the house.

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