Category: barely legal

Pretty Little Candy Girl Part Three

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

Amber didn’t sniffle or cry as I pushed her into the house—my brave little candy girl. The cabin was a single dusty room with a bathroom off to one side—a small kitchenette tucked under a small window. The twin-size bed had no sheets or pillows. “Get naked.” I barked, which made Amber flinch.

I couldn’t decide if I was happy or annoyed that she wasn’t fighting me more. Adrenaline had built up in my veins, waiting for this moment, and I was buzzing off the possibilities. Her being compliant hadn’t been a situation I considered.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2638 Ext 457

Things just keep getting crazier at work. I’m starting to build up a clientele and get some regulars. But I’ve been getting some crazy requests. Believe it or not, a lot of couples come in. Some of them are looking to party and have threesomes. While others are in a cuckholding relationship and want me to take part. Then there are the sleazy guys, the married guys, and the very kinky guys. You wouldn’t believe the requests I get. Let’s just put it this way, it’s whatever you can conjure up in your most wild imagination, and a million times more. I’ve had some really bold customers that just come in and tell me that they want to fuck me. The first time it happened; I was so shocked and speechless. He asked me what time I got off because he wanted to be there to pick me up. It was so scary. He was so creepy. He asked for my phone number and I panicked. I gave him a fake number. He left. Then I got paranoid that he would be infuriated. But thank goodness I haven’t seen him since. But I have had some really kinky customers.

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Daddy Daughter

Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228

Are you ready for a wild and crazy daddy daughter fuck fest? I’ve been such a good girl lately, so I REALLY deserve some daddy fun. To be honest, I’m always ready for daddy daughter time because while talking about fucking daddy is so wrong, it makes me so wet.

Nothing turns me on like daddy putting his tongue in my tight little pussy. He says that’s what makes his dick the hardest too – tasting his sweet girl. And I really love the taste of daddy’s dick – more specifically when it starts to leak pre-cum because then I get a taste of what’s to come…

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Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

Prom is supposed to be a magical experience! Dressing up like a Princess to dance all night with my friends until my feet hurt. Then my handsome Prince is supposed to whisk me off to a lookout somewhere and deflower me in his Daddy’s car. Only that isn’t what happened!

My fucking Prince got wasted on spiked punch and passed out in the boys bathroom. His teammates drove us home, and I was left to end my Prom night with mascara tear streaks down my face and my virginity still intact. I wobbled into the house, carrying my high heels in one hand and wiping my eyes with the other. Tears blurred my vision so much that I walked right into my Daddy’s chest.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

It was a hot summer weekend and I decided to hit up a pool party at this trendy spot downtown. I slipped into my sexiest red bikini, grabbed a few of my college friends, and we headed out for a day of sun, drinks, and fun

We arrived and the pool scene was popping. Cute guys and gals were lounging on floats, splashing around, and sipping cocktails. I spotted the lifeguard stand and couldn’t help but notice the two gorgeous hunks manning it. Tall, tanned, and ripped, with their shorts slung low on their hips. Damn.

My friend noticed me eyeballing them and grinned. “Oooh, looks like Aynsley’s got her eye on some prime meat!” she teased with a giggle. I blushed but couldn’t deny it. These guys were hot hot hot.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I’ve been at my breastaurant job for a few weeks now. It’s been an eye opening experience to say the least. I never realized it would be so crazy. But now everything is making so much more sense. The hiring manager pretty much informed me that in order to succeed here, I would need to do special favors for him. Right at that moment I thought about how friendly he is with all of the girls. Now I know why. They all have “special” relationships with him. At first, I didn’t think that I wanted this. But after I started getting some big tips from regulars, I reconsidered. Also the girls say it’s worth it and that he’s not that bad. And they told me that the assistant manager used to be a server. That’s how she got promoted. Now I know why she turned her nose up and treated me so rudely when I started. The other girls told me that she’s so jealous of all the other girls. And she tries to come in even on her days off because she wants to make sure he’s not having sex with anyone else. But that doesn’t stop him.

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asmr

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

Zoey and I recently stumbled upon the ASMR fetish community. It was somewhat accidental, after both of our TikTok FYP’s were filled with videos of whispering voices and the strangely compelling sounds of people eating. Zoey had the brilliant idea that we should use this to our advantage – you know, being PSOs and all. “Food-focused ASMR calls,” she’d declared, eyes gleaming. “We’ll be the sex queens of the crunch!”

We decided to advertise our new fetish service on X and our first video call came through Teams, after a quick DM with a guy named “CrunchKing69.” Zoey was already unwrapping a bag of spicy ramen noodles as I answered.  “H-hello,” a nervous voice replied. “Is…is this the, uh, ASMR call?” “You want it, we’ll do it,” Zoey purred, before chomping hard on the crunchy noodles. The sound filled the room, and we could see CrunchKing69 drooling on the other end while stroking his hard dick. Next, it was my turn. I grabbed a handful of crisp green grapes and popped one in my mouth before sinking my teeth into it. The satisfying crunch reverberated through the microphone. “Delicious,” I murmured, chewing slowly. “Want to hear more?”

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Out Of Order

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Memorial Day BBQs can get pretty wild! Sun shining, drinks flowing, and the grill fired up made for a lot of people needing to use the bathroom. My poor little potty just couldn’t keep up with the demand, and it stopped flushing! I was in a bit of a panic! At least fifty people were at my house chugging bottles and stuffing their faces with burgers and hot dogs! With only one nonworking bathroom, I was going to have a huge problem.

At least, I thought I was, till I remembered my little toilet slave was attending the BBQ! I ran over to where he sat at the edge of the pool, chatting and laughing like his tongue wasn’t casually used as toilet paper for me whenever I felt the need. I grabbed his elbow and yanked him up. “Come on! Duty calls.”

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

You haven’t experienced life until you’ve experienced Zoey on top.  All the sexual positions are super fun.  I’ll never say no to being put on my hand and knees and banged from behind.  But sometimes you just need to lay back and let me take some control.  You just need to trust me to ride you the perfect way.  It’s the ride of your life that you’ll never forget.  I haven’t had anyone regret letting me climb on top of their cock and bounce them into oblivion.  But it’s not just about climbing on and make you cum and draining that cock.  Which is definitely a goal.  However, there’s so much more that will lead up to my being on top of you.

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Perv Tax Season

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

We listen and we don’t judge…

Sort of. Sure, we’re no taboo, and you filthy boys get to explore your fantasies and fetishes by pushing the limits of your desires. Sometimes, it’s even us girls pushing you to jerk off to nastier, darker topics. Illegal things, even. Because it feels so good to ruin you, HOWEVER, some pervs want things so disgusting that they deserve to be taxed just for entering the chatroom. Welcome to perv tax season, you filthy fucks. Things are about to get expensive. Continue reading “Perv Tax Season” →