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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

For a while, I had been seeing this guy named Adam. One of the nice things about it was that he knew how to spoil a girl.

Adam drives the most amazing bright lime green Lamborghini Sian, this car is sweet. Shockingly, for a 3.7 million dollar car, it cannot self-drive the way a Tesla does. Too bad, I love fucking in Teslas for exactly that reason.

Today is Monday and Adam promised he would take me post-Christmas shopping. Luckily for me, because I love shopping, especially when I’m not paying.

I’m wearing a short jean skirt, barely covering my pussy. In addition, I have on a low-cut, white cable knit crop top, a cropped light taupe teddy jacket, and tan knee-high leather boots.

Adam picks me up to take me shopping downtown, waiting in the Lamborghini is my favourite holiday Starbucks drink, an iced Caramel Brule latte.

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Heather~~~~1-844-332-2639 Ext. 450

Not to long ago I was shopping at the mall.  It had been a great day.  I had just made my last stop at a lingerie shop.  I’m standing there looking for my size in the sexiest teddy, and I hear, “Hello Heather” in the sexiest voice.  I thought to myself, “I know that voice”.  I turn around and instantly melt.  Standing there was my first DADDY!

I am instantly thrown back in time.  I think back to our first date.  We both knew that the other was into the lifestyle.  He was way more experienced.  I was new and inexperienced.  I had been teasing him previously telling him that he was going to have to take control, because I wasn’t going to give it to him easily.  He was going to have to take it.  We met for dinner and from the moment he walked in, he had this air of confidence about him.  His body oozed extreme control, and I knew I was in trouble!  The whole time I found myself subconsciously submitting to him in little ways.  He even ordered for me!  That’s something no one has ever done for me before!

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Kinky Krysta 1844-332-2639 Ext.410

Just between us, do you need a hit of dopamine? The fastest way to a pick-me-up is getting flashed fat teen tits. Don’t believe me? Come over here and let me show you. Are you one of those guys who’s afraid to admit he likes age play? You think because I’m 18, it’s safe to jerk off to me, but you struggle to picture me just months ago, before my birthday, when I was jail bait?

What the fuck difference does a few months make? My heavy tits were still more mature than my stick-thin peers. That’s the difference! You are okay cumming for me because I have a womanly body. These curves make you swerve, but even some older women still look flat as a board. That doesn’t turn you on at all.. but teen tits like mine? *chefs kiss*

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Tessa 1-844-332-3629 ext. 445

In between Tessa’s titties is where the party is. It’s always a fun ride. I can’t remember the last time you titty fucked me, and had a negative experience. It just doesn’t exist. You came over, and there was no denying what your eyes were feasting themselves upon. I even cued you to move your eyes up a bit. It’s cute and all to know that you’re lusting after these big bags of joy though. Sometimes at night before going to sleep, I can’t even help but touch them.

So I walked over to you, and you knew something hot was about to happen. My gaze said it all. This was going to be quite the adventure. You sat there, almost helpless; frozen. After opening my legs a bit to sit on your lap, my boobs forced themselves into your face.  I could already feel your excitement. You couldn’t help but smirk.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Moving on, it’s New Year’s Day and I’m feeling flabby. What can I say? Holiday cookies and eating are just so yummy! Thank goodness my condo building has a gym. When I looked at myself in the mirror, weighing myself and seeing 116 pounds on the scale. I, therefore, decided to hire a personal trainer.

Now, my condo building’s gym is really nice. Top-of-the-line equipment. Full-size Olympic swimming pool, sauna, and hot tub.

It is barely used by people. It makes me feel like I have my own private gym oasis.

The trainer I hired is named Mark. All I knew about him was that he was fucking jacked, hot, and looked like he was packing a massive package.

Furthermore, I was wearing black Lulu Lemon leggings that were cinched a little bit so they really highlighted my phat ass. All I had on top was a pink Under Armour sports bra. On my feet were my black and pink Air Jordans.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

The year was 2019. Still attending the same prestigious private school. Wearing my short plaid skirts and slutty white shirts every day, I had become quite popular. I guess that’s what happens when you can constantly see my huge perky tits and bare ass cheeks as I walked down the hall. Not to mention, word around school was I was a slut. 

Ironically, 2019 was around the time Y2K fashion was trendy again and it was New Year’s Eve. Tommy was having a massive party to ring in the new year and anyone who was anyone would be there. Y2K themed, to make it fun. 

Back then, my drink of choice was watermelon Smirnoff with pink lemonade. It tastes exactly like Jolly Ranchers.

When I arrived at Tommy’s house, I looked hot and right on theme. I was wearing a short dark-wash jean skirt, barely covering my tits was a bright pink, blue, and purple floral daisy crop top. I had on black fishnets and pink Dr Marten’s. My hair was in loose curls, held up with a bright purple scrunchie. My lips are so kissable with hot pink lipstick.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

Ever since I was young, I have been known to be a bit of a slut. It may be due to stories such as this.

When I was in high school, I got invited to this big Kwanzaa party. Anyone who was anyone was there.

Back at that time, I went to a prestigious private school. Our school tended to dominate football because the majority of our team was made up of huge and hung black guys.

Of course, I was a cheerleader and I loved to fuck football players. Just to be clear, I love fucking all kinds of athletes. However, football, rugby, and hockey players tend to be my favorite. It just seems to be that they know how to fuck you just a little bit harder than you thought you wanted.

I must admit, when I walked down the hallway in my cheerleading uniform, I looked hot. My skirt was way too short for your typical cheerleading skirt and my top was way too tight. My big perky tits could barely fit into it and you could see my bare ass cheeks as I walked down the hall.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

While in the kitchen a week before Christmas, Molly is setting up to make her famous Holiday cookies. Holiday music plays in the background as Molly sets out her cooling racks, bowls, utensils, and ingredients to make her famous cookies.  “Oh, biscuits! I am out of milk.” Thinking that she now needed to go to the store for milk. A frustrated Molly whips off her apron, and heads to her bedroom to get shoes and her purse. Molly mumbles to herself as she slips her shoes on and grabs her purse.  “Of all the days to run out of milk. I have asked repeatedly for that stepson of mine to add the food he finishes off to the list.  How hard can it be to tell Alexa to add milk to the grocery list? I don’t care if he is 20 years old, he deserves a spanking for showing me such disrespect.”  As Molly walks back towards the other side of the house to get to the garage, her anger builds over the situation. Just as she is opening the door from the house to the garage, she hears the front door open.  “Hey Molly, I am home.”   Continue reading “Milk Cookies” →

Jemma 1844-332-2639 ext 303

I met Johnny and Rebecca at college and we became very close friends very quickly. At least, that’s how I explain it to people when they ask me now. 

The truth is, I had a class with Johnny before I ever met Rebecca, or even knew they were dating, Johnny chose to omit that detail when we met. 

So Johnny and I got along well. He and I loved to get stoned and watch TV together. We would laugh at old sitcoms and how much easier life was back then. We would get wasted together whenever we finished any kind of small college-related task. 

It wasn’t very long before he and I started fucking like bunnies. 

Then, I met Johnny’s long-time girlfriend, Rebecca.

I was infuriated, to say the least. I felt so betrayed. The worst part of all of it was that Rebecca was an awesome girl. Not only was she fucking hot, I could imagine her pussy was just as sweet as her personality. 

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 ext. 445

Mistress Tessa loves making you feel ALL the feels. And it DOES feel so good, doesn’t it? Spanking you with a wooden paddle; is there anything like it? I know I never want to stop. First, I start slowly with 1 spank, then 2. And by the 3rd, I start to lose my mind just a little. There comes this feeling from the 3rd that I can’t quite put my finger on, but it’s there. The tears from my eyes are all real; the exhilaration that I get from getting YOU OFF.  I would guess yours are much more gratifying. With each moan that you shudder, each tear that drops to the ground, remember I also feel it second-hand. And with every gasp that you take, it lets me to know to keep going further, or to slow it down if even at all.

Your butt looked as plump as can be, getting redder by the minute. It only made sense to continue. You started sticking it out more and more. I mean, who in their right mind would stop at that point? Oh wait… but who in their right mind would ask for such a thing.

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