Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402

I have a naughty confession to make. My house has been haunted since I move here a bit ago and last night I had kinky sex with the ghost. It is a male ghost and I have contacted him with a spirit board many times. He is the spirit of a 55-year-old man and I got really horny last night but I was alone. So, I actually begged the sexy ghost to fuck me. Last night, right before Halloween, I let a ghost fuck me and it was the hottest sex I have ever had.

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training miss c

Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402

I have one of the most amazing sissy girl callers ever, and we’ll just call her “C”. Well, she’s not really a sissy because I consider her my actual female girlfriend. Anyway, we do the most fun calls together and enjoy girl talk and fun roleplays. Today I got to dress C up like a little girly slut and whore her mouth out to a well-hung guy. She came so hard after she pleasured him and left a red lipstick ring around his big cock. I thoroughly enjoyed part one of training Miss C.

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Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402

Family fun phonesex is just so naughty and taboo, but also incredibly hot, isn’t it? That’s right. I love it just as much as you do. It’s so much fun to tell you all about my real-life family fun stories. For instance, I have actually been fucked by my own brother several times and he shot his huge load deep inside his hot little sister. I bet that got your cock twitching to read. I want to tell you all about my naughty secret and how horny I get just thinking about doing something so taboo. You will need some family fun phonesex after reading this.

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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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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Some nights my family starts out watching TV together. Then, slowly, one by one, each of us leaves, depending on who controls the TV. Tonight it was my turn to be in charge of what we watched, and I had picked a spooky thriller for us to binge. Mom hates creepy stuff, so she was the first to leave. The lights were off, and soon the sun was down; it was so dark when my brother left the living room that I thought Daddy had gone upstairs with him.

There was a hot scene on the TV, and because I thought I was alone, I let my fingers wander down to my pussy. At first, I was just petting the soft bits of pubic hair. Then I rubbed lower to play with my lips, and soon my fingers dipped into my cunt as I moaned softly. Finally, a throat cleared from the other couch, and I snapped my thighs shut as my Daddy stood up and said goodnight. Continue reading “I Thought I Was Alone”

Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402

We all know how much I love having a nice, big cock in my mouth. But guess what I love just as much? That’s right. I love having my face buried in a pretty little pussy and feeling the clit under my tongue. I’m bisexual and being with both men and women is so much fun (especially at the same time). I met this hot girl the other day and we got a little naughty together. She tasted like strawberries, and she was smoking hot.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Halloween is the perfect disguise for a dumb girl to expose herself and play it off as a joke. To the untrained eye, every drag queen is just a brave boy having a good time, but it’s easy to tell the difference to someone like me. A Jock in a dress for a good laugh still slouches with his legs open and belches after a swig of beer. But, on the other hand, a dumb, undercover sissy acts feminine yet free.

She’ll sip from a champagne flute with her pinkie out and sit up straight with her legs crossed, showing just enough stocking-clad thigh to feel like a minx. At my friend’s party, I pinpointed such a girl and decided it would be fun to play with her.

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big tits and bisexual fun

Zia 1-844-33CANDY ext 402

I hear all the time how much men adore my big, beautiful tits. The attention is so much fun and having them sucked on and nibbled and titty-fucked gets me wet. My favorite kind of fuck is with both sexes at the same time, so I have a fair amount of threesomes. At the club recently I picked up a hot and horny couple and they both thoroughly enjoyed my tits and the rest of my body. This is a story of big tits and bisexual fun and I think you’re going to love hearing all about it.

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Nude brunette smiling sitting in chair

Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

on Monday, Oct. 3 – 6 PM to 1 AM EST

…continued from part 4

My body was definitely not going to say no to his need.  Holding him and protecting him just like the perfect Mommy, my body was feeling very unexpected tension.  Wrapping my arms around him tighter, trying to send him my emotions through his eyes, he definitely understood what I was feeling.  The question was if I was to be his Mommy, were the feelings reciprocated?

While continuing to suck on my nipple, he started brushing his fingertips up and down my chest.  He wanted to indicate that my feelings were nothing to be ashamed of.  I felt my pussy start to contract aching to feel wanted too.  Coddling him, I no longer cared if there was a distinction.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I watch helplessly above myself as he shoves my head into the toilet. The bubbles stopped coming from my nose and mouth a while ago, though he hasn’t noticed. He’s wearing a dark ski mask; I have no idea who he is or why he chose me. About an hour ago, he broke into my apartment and ripped me out of my bed. His fist slammed into my face as I screamed out for help.

My ears rang from the blow, making me too dizzy to fight back. It would have been pointless, anyhow. He was a giant man, and even though I’m no small girl, I was no match for him. He tossed me around my apartment like it was a game. By the time we got to the bathroom, most of my body was numb from the shock. My brain detached from the amount of pain he’d given me. It wasn’t long after he bent me into my own toilet that he began violating me. Now, as a spirit floating above, I want in horror as he fills my unresponsive body with his seed. There and then, I vow to haunt him for the rest of his life.

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