Let me be your perfect country girlfriend.  I see the hot sun beating down on you as you sit up on the tractor.  And I know how sweltering hot it is out in the field as you mow the hay.  I get up from my gardening and go into the kitchen and grab a nice tall glass of icy cold lemonade.  It’s the least you deserve and not the only thing that you’ll be getting from me today.  I plan to take good care of you and show my true appreciation for how hard you work out in that field.  You know how good I can be to you when I know you deserve it.  I won’t stop until you’re well rewarded.

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I love it when there are lightning storms. So much fun stuff to do in the storm. Perfect time to get close cuddle and of course face fucked. While watching movies of  course or making my own. When I hear that thunder crack in the sky and the lightning flash with each moment getting closer I rush inside. Once I am inside I grab all my flashlights, candles and blankets. As soon as I grabbed all the flash lights and candles bang a loud cracking sound and then complete darkness. Looks like the storm shut all my electricity off again. Then, a soft light glows from the candles I just lit even better to set the mood.

I grab my boyfriend and pull him close. While I whispered in his ear ” I have been very bad” I feel the shimmers going down his body and his hair standing up on his arms. Perfect I think to myself, if he is in the mood it won’t take much to get that cock of his rock hard. Just the way I like it. As I listen to the pitter patter of the rain hitting the windows I begin to slowly kiss his neck. Continue reading “In the Storm”

 Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

As we grow into new stages of life, we meet the people who will help get us through the next phase. That’s why Emmi has me. Her growth has been exceptional, and a sensual, confident woman is blooming right before my eyes. We’ve been chatting about hair and makeup lately, and I thought it was time for a Kaykay Makeup tutorial… of sorts.

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Coach

This post is for the Coach. Just because your the teacher or leader of how to play the game does not mean you get to play with the referee. We don’t play we judge and are here to call out your bad moves. So let me coach you on a few things. I learned to stay on the side lines of the game because I’m not a player I don’t need to play to win. Players have to put in practice and practice to test their skills against others and hope that they are better.

Me? I know I am better. I’m not conceded I am convinced. Any move you can possibly think of I already saw coming and have reacted. You can’t touch this, no matter how many hours of practice you put in you will not be able to go against me. Even if you are good. So what are you going offense or defense? Sticking to your plan or going a new route? Continue reading “Coach”

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My Brother Dough started dating this sexy little candy girl, Cindy. I teased him that his pretty new toy and I looked so much alike that he must be thinking of me when he’s tasting her. Of course, he denied it, but I know he thinks about me in ways he shouldn’t.

Ever since my tits grew in, his girlfriends have been petite blondes with sweet smiles and a seductive gazes. Sound familiar? Yeah, exactly. Doug totally has a forbidden crush on me. I wish he were man enough to just fuck me, but I guess I’ll have to fuck his little candy girl myself and tempt her into a threesome so I can taste my brother’s dick off her pussy.

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Put it in Deep

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The problem with Mama playing with so many sissies and babies is that when I wanna get dicked down deep, there often isn’t anyone around to fill me up. Sure, I could go find some local big dick or some tasty BBC, but I wanna make love with my toys.

There’s something special about stripping a man of everything that makes him masculine and putting him in feminine lingerie, and then asking him to fuck me. The power shift is so heady it makes me horny. No one can blame me for wanting to make the connection that much better. However, it’s a rare sissy who carries a worthy clit, so I’ve made it a habit of putting my girls in hollow strapons.

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Hot Ass Sex

I have a hot-ass neighbor, a very distinguished older gentleman with a very boring wife. How do I know this you might ask? Well, the walls are thin in this condo, and I get to hear their boring fifteen-minute vanilla sex weekly. That is right, I said weekly. Every Sunday night is like clockwork and never during the week or any other time. I have watched as he checked me out in the hall and elevator, and I have always been curious as to what he was packing under his fancy suit. This morning I heard her tell him goodbye for the weekend as she went to her mother’s. Perfect opportunity for me and soon to be for you too.

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Eternal Goddess Kayla

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Goddess Kayla lay upon a cloud, high in the sky. She was watching down over the human race. She twirled a long lock of red hair between her fingers and sighed. Why were earthly men so pathetic? Day in and day out, she watched as their greedy, self-indulging attitudes ruined their lives. No human man seemed right to devote his life to servitude to his eternal Goddess.

All of them were a waste of a good thing. Human toys could be so much fun, but they’ve been souring in recent years—all but one. Kayla spied him one day as she watched over the whole world; he was helping an older woman with her grocery cart, and something about him drew in the Goddess. Kayla knew that he would be the only man worthy of serving her.

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Who can busta move? Well don’t be shy let’s see it. Me? Oh I love dancing. Normally in my room with my stripper pole. I think pole dancing is so sexy. When the body gets nice hot and sweaty. Wrapping my legs tightly around the pole so its rubbing against my clit. Slowly sliding down until my 7 inch high-heels slap the ground make a *click click* noise. Then, while standing up having my ass high in the air taunting anyone who sees, making them wish they could just give me one good open hand slap on my ass. Ya, you know it that’s the type of dancing I do.

I love it watching all the men drool over me as I am spinning around on the pole moving to fast for them to get any  kind of good grip on me. With my perfect tits bouncing up and down right in their face. It’s a good work out too which is why I have such a nice tuned body. Perfectly suited for a Goddess like myself. After my spins I tightly grab the pole with both hands, turn my back and shake my but letting it jiggle. Continue reading “Busta Move”

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The girls are pulling their hair into ponies or stretching on mats. I can see tight asses and deep cleavage as I strut out into the gym. My first practice as a new lesbian, and I’m so turned on by the eye candy. These girls count on me as their leader. I can’t be lusting over them, but also, I can’t think straight. Not easy being a lesbian cheer captain.

Tara asks if I’m ok, and I look at her mouth. Such a big bubbly smile; it would feel incredible if I rode her face. “I heard about you and Brad.” I nod and mumble. “Yeah, I’m fine. I think I’m just getting a cold or something.” She backs up and says

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