Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
It started out innocent enough; all you wanted to do was jerk off. Not just masturbate, but really fucking enjoy yourself. I know how competitive you are. How badly you wanted to push the limits of your body and its own pleasure. How could you know that the more you edged, the deeper you dove into my hypnosis porn, that you would lose yourself and become Goon-tarded?
Avery 1-844-332-2639 ext. 228
I know we’re supposed to be nice at Christmas, but I can’t help it, I’m a naughty teen. I love Christmas and I love Santa…in more ways than you think. To me there’s nothing hotter than making someone who’s supposed to be really sweet become extra dirty. And that’s exactly what this naughty teen did.
Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
I make Daddy weak-kneed. He loves my tight little body. I mean, what’s not to love? But in particular, Daddy can’t resist my sweet and sexy charms. Last night I felt in the mood to test Daddy’s resolve. So, I put on a pretty little nightie and sat on the couch watching TV until he came home from work. He stopped as soon as he entered the living room. His jaw dropped open and his cock immediately created a bulge in his pants. I grinned up at him and patted the cushion next to me letting my legs fall open even more.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
All those years when he would wake me up early on Christmas morning to rush downstairs and see what presents Santa had brought him, I wished he would sleep in. Or at least let me sleep in. But now that little Johnny isn’t so little anymore, I miss the Christmas morning excitement. He always had such joy on his face when he would shake me awake. “Mommy, Mommy!” His little voice would whisper yell. “It’s Christmas; get up! Get up!”
My room is quiet this year after the sun has come up over the snow-covered hills. While I should be grateful that I’m well rested, something just feels like it’s missing. I sneak down the hall to little Johnny’s room and see him still sleeping peacefully on his back. With dreams of sugar plums dancing in his head, I wonder.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
The Christmas party was utterly boring until she sashayed into the room. Her dress clung to her curves, making my mouth water and the warm glow of her chocolate skin had me wanting to drink her in like hot Cocoa. I could tell she was shy even though all the light in the room seemed to gravitate toward her. The men clamored around, making her giggle and blush, but when I stepped into her circles of admirers, her dark eyes focused only on me. “Good Evening,” I pressed in tight against her side, with all of the men panting as they watched. “Let me get you a drink?”
Her chin dipped low, and her thick lashes fluttered as she nodded. “What’s your name?” I was close enough to whisper in her ear and feel how her body was reacting to mine. Her rise rose and fell in shallow breaths, but when she looked up at me, lust swirled in the depths of her gaze.
“Samantha Swaybottom,” she murmured, and it was then that I knew… Tonight, Miss Swaybottom would be all mine.
Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208
I’ve waited all year to make his Holiday Homewrecking fantasies come true. Every time he calls, he begs me to ruin his marriage and make him my own. It’s so cute that he thinks he’s safe and that I’d never actually do anything to hurt him. Boys are seriously so stupid.
My heart raced as I sat by the fireplace and filled out the Holiday card I’d send to his address. I wondered if he’d check the mailbox and find it among other greetings and well-wishes from his friends and family. Or…
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
My naughty professor’s wife has sparked a very devious seed in me. I’ve never felt the “revenge fuck” thing. But this is a whole other side of it. I want to get back at her. She acted like an evil bitch. She was so rude to me. And now I’m so excited. I have so many very naughty thoughts and exciting ideas. I’m going to have my way with her husband. I’m going to give him everything he can’t get from her. He wants my little tight teen pussy so badly. Who could get turned on by her? I feel awful for him now. I realize what he has to deal with. And it all makes sense. So I have a devious little plan today. I’m wearing my little skirt and no panties.
I sneaked into the classroom while my professor was out for lunchbreak. I hid under the desk and waited. I heard him come into the classroom. Students started pouring in behind him. Now I started to get very nervous. He started lecturing for what felt like forever. Then he finally came and sat down at his desk. He had absolutely no idea I was under there.
Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204
Since this is the giving month and I just love having parties at my house I’ve decided to have a one of a kind party. In high school I was a very popular girl. I was wild and down to do anything. All the boys knew that and everyone wanted some of this sexy girl. I turned a lot of boys down though. A lot of the time it wasn’t because I didn’t want to fuck them. It was just because I could. I liked the idea of knowing that I had rejected them and might have hurt their cocks feelings.
That’s all about to change though. I dug out my old yearbook and I am going to invite all the men I said no to in high school. I’m not going to tell them why they are coming over. They wont even know there is going to be anyone else here. Once I get them all here and I get to see their confused faces I’m going to spill the beans. I plan to tell them exactly why they are here and what I want from each and every one of them.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
I’ve always been bad at managing money. I constantly overspend and never budget well, but this has gotten me into a pickle this time—one I’m not sure I can get myself out of. My landlord has been hounding me for the rent since Friday, but I spent all Christmas shopping.
Sunday morning, I was just lounging on the couch in my satin pj set while online shopping when I heard a key in the front door. My gaze snapped up to the door just in time for it to open, and there he stood. My landlord. And he looked mad. “The Rent is past due, Kayla.” He slammed the door behind him, making me jump. “You either give it to me no,w, or you get the fuck out.”
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
Hey there, Daddy. Do you feel that? No, not the bulge in your pants. I mean the electricity crackling between us, the undeniable connection that’s about to shatter your life into a million perfect pieces.
Because baby, we both know what’s about to go down. A couple heated glances, some flirtatious texts, and you’ll be ready to toss your wedding ring like yesterday’s trash for a taste of this sweet young thing. Your prim and proper wife will be yesterday’s news. Who needs stability and commitment when you can have a nubile coed overflowing with desire, ready to rock your world in ways you’ve only fantasized about since college?