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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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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

They say there’s something women like about a pickup man. I couldn’t know for sure what the appeal is, but it turns me on when he helps me into his lifted pickup truck. He rolls down the windows and turns up the radio as we travel down old backroads. They twist and turn, following the path around landmarks instead of cutting right through nature’s beauty like the highways do.

With the wind blowing my hair all around the cab, I shift onto my knees and lean over the console. His cheek blush, and he adjusts his ballcap, tugging it down to hide his emotions. His nervous chuckles give him away, though. My hand rubs over his crotch. We’d talked before about how he’d never experienced road head. After today, he won’t be able to say that anymore.

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

on Monday, Sept. 26 – 5 AM to 12 PM EST

…continued from part 2

It took me a bit of a turn but gradually I gave in.  I did not have the desire to say no.  How odd to find myself giving in to a man who wanted to be a baby.  Still sitting on the floor, legs crossed, looking up at me emphatically to see what my first move would be.  While a part of me felt flattered, all of a sudden I also felt very maternal.  So I asked simply, “Does baby need to be changed?”  He got on the bed and laid back very anxious to get started.

Honestly, I was not sure of how to get started.  But the back of my brain seemed to know where to go even if I thought that I didn’t.  I slowly started to peel off his clothes acting just as if he was a doll completely at my control.  I started remembering how I would change my dolls when I was little.  Before I knew it, he was completely down to his boxers which I felt looked all wrong on him.  I knew exactly what would make it look better.

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

on Tuesday, Sept. 20 – 10 AM to 7 PM EST

…continued from part 1

Without a gust of wind, completely unbeknownst to my understanding, he was in his bedroom right behind me.  But instead of being insistent about asking what I was doing, he jumped down, sat on the floor, and looked up at me with imploring eyes.  He had just gotten home from work so he was dressed in a nice shirt with tie.  He did not say no.  He questioned one word, “Mommy?”

Although he was definitely startled by seeing me holding up the oversized diaper that was in his drawer, the word also had excitement in it.  I had no idea, however, how I was supposed to respond to this.  I had never been in a situation like this.  But – I had heard about this from many of my girlfriends.  My roommate is what many would call an adult baby.  My mind startled as it suddenly came to light that this diaper was his.  Should I allow myself to continue with this charade, or should I say no?

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WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230

A few years ago, my parents gifted me with some tennis lessons at the Country Club. I wasn’t sure I even wanted to go since I would rather lounge at the pool all summer. I showed up thinking I would at least have a hot male tennis instructor. Instead it was a female instructor. This instructor made Martina Navratilova look feminine.

Although, I have to admit there was something very sexy about her. There were definitely shades of Shane from the L Word involved. (if you know you know). Her name was actually Shawn which seemed apropos in it’s androgyny. She worked my little southern ass off that afternoon. I was absolutely exhausted by the end of the lesson and headed to the showers.

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

on Wednesday, Sept. 14 – 8 AM to 2 PM EST

There are just some times that you cannot say no.

I had kind of known what I was getting into all along.  I knew that he was different from the rest and had his own way of doing things.  But nonetheless when I opened the drawer, I could not contain my shock.  Why did he have an over-sized diaper right next to his socks?  He could be immature at times, sure, but I never thought that he would wear a diaper.  I had heard of it before, where grown men would wear diapers, and there were different theories, including regression.  But when it came to my roommate, the thought had never even entered my mind.

Standing in shock, I had not heard the movement behind me.  He caught me with the diaper lifted in my hand and demanded to know what I was doing snooping in his room.  When I couldn’t answer, he folded his arms over his chest and started pouting.  Despite the fact that he could be immature, I had never seen this type of behavior before.  The only way that I could define it is that he was regressing.

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HONEY 1-844-332-2639, ext. 300

Black and elite says everything about me. I am a girl who just happens to be extremely confident. I love to feel a hard and thick cock penetrating either my perfect pussy or my tight asshole. Pounding both of them and forcing them to fit your cock is something that I especially enjoy. Dick me down.

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By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I wasn’t always the confident, self-assured plus-sized beauty queen I am now. I was really sensitive about my size in school, and you know how peers are. Cruel. However, there was one boy, in particular, Ben, who was extra mean to me. It was almost as if he went out of his way to find my class schedule just to pick on me and call me names.

I was looking forward to our homecoming bonfire because I had plans to punish my bully. He was captain of the football team our senior year, so I knew he’d be there, bragging about the good old days and hazing the team’s new members. I dressed in pale blue skinny jeans with a cream cardigan over a black lace cami. My knee-high leather boots tied in the perfect end of summer, beginning of fall look. Just sexy enough to get Ben’s attention.

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MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236

Addicted to stroking is what you are. Did you do anything this summer other than stay inside and stroke? It’s all you can even think of. Houston, we have a problem. Another pathetic loser is addicted to jerking his gherkin. Obsessed is really putting it lightly.

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naughtiest

What is the naughtiest thing you have ever done? My date asked me. I had to think, if I tell him the truth, will he still suck my pussy tonight? fuck it. I told him about the time I had a threesome with my son and his girlfriend. he damn near choked on his Henny and coke. Excuse me, he says. Yeah, I sucked my son’s dick one night when I walked in on him and his girlfriend fucking. My date looked at me with an inquisitive look on his face. Continue reading “Name the naughtiest thing you have done” →