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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

He told me that he had a fetish. I asked him what it was. But before he could answer, I had to go check on another table. Before I could get back over there, my imagination was running wild. He was a big biker type. I was wondering what on earth it could be. A strap on? Feet? Eating cum? Wearing panties? Then I finally made it back over to his table. He told me that it was breeding, impregnation, and breastfeeding. And he told me that every time he’s come here over the past couple of months, he’s been fantasizing about fulfilling this sexual desire, this fetish, with me. He said that he imagines implanting his fertile seed deep inside my womb. Then watching my body change would turn him on so much. Just knowing that he caused it to happen would be the ultimate. He said that watching a woman’s stomach grow and breasts swell is so fascinating. And just knowing that a life is growing inside of her because his cum is so potent is completely exhilarating. The thought of fucking a swollen, extra wet pregnant pussy gets him rock hard and dripping.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I was so busy packing to move that I lost track of time. It was lingerie night at work and I was running so late. I slipped on the first thing I could find. It was my red lace bra, thong, and sheer lace body hugging minidress to match. I usually throw some sweats on, over my lingerie, to cover up. But I didn’t have time. I could not afford to lose my job. It’s more important now than ever. I’m going to be living on my own. My uncle will be paying my rent. But I’m responsible for the rest of my living expenses. So I was rushing to get there in time. Then I saw the red a blue lights in my rear view mirror. OMFG… I couldn’t believe I was getting pulled over when I was running so late. I literally wanted to cry. But instead I decided to work my magic, lol.

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Bethany 1 844-33-CANDY EXT 260

He  worships my feet. He adores them,  literally in love with them. Tootsies. His favorite color to paint my toenails is either white white white, or a very hot pink. Every other week he drives me to the nail salon for a full on out pedicure. He loves to watch. He even takes video if the whole pedi process hehe. My tootsies.

I guess you could say he has a foot fetish. But not just any feet and toes, they are the feet that is attached to this lovely body of mine. My feet is his favorite part. He loves the perfect size of each toe, and how they all align perfectly together, like biggest to smallest. He’s obsessed with the perfect square toe nails , with a glossy coat of polish. My feet is his wallpaper on his phone.

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I had him on his knees, face down ass up!! I slapped his face, “take it bitch.” He wailed out with excitement , he loved the way I was stroking him from the back, very roughly.

I flipped him around like he were my bitch (well he was.) I spit in his mouth. Slamming my strap on into his little asshole. He made faces that were incredible.

I punished him real good. Made him behave for mama. Good boy. He was behaving quite well. Maybe he deserves a treat.I turned around, roughly pulling on his cock.

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Jessy 1844-33-CANDY ext 305

Headmaster Collins tried to resist me  since the first year of school. It didn’t bother me though, because I knew he was gonna get my sloppy blowjob one day. Did he think I was stupid? I knew he jerked his cock off in his office twice a day. He had no idea that I was friends with his newly-engaged assistant. She absolutely lived to give the scoop on him and if I didn’t think she would blab, I definitely could munch on her carpet because she is so hot! I always do at least one thing to get his attention. Sometimes, my skirt is  too tight or I’ll wear a top that is kind of see-through, so he gets a glimpse of my nipples.He tries to hide his swelling cock , but that doesn’t work. Then, he runs to his office. I get such a kick out of knowing that my flirty tactics work so well.

One day I am one of the last girls leaving the auditorium and Headmaster Collins tells me he needs to speak with me. He tells me how intelligent and beautiful I am , but that he is trying to hold his marriage together. I tell him

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Weekend Worthy, from Thursday to Saturday, doesn’t even begin to describe the filth and fire I walked into by Thursday. He sent me the game night invite with a wink emoji and the words “Dress to lose.” I wore red. No bra. And lip gloss he said he wanted to lick off. The vibe was already thick before we played a single round. Every answer I gave during the game was calculated. Every glance, a green light. When the “Truth or Risk” cards came out, I chose risk every time. Flash my tits on cam? Done. Send a voice memo of me moaning his name? Sent.

Friday night, I broke all my own rules. I let him listen while I used the toy he sent me last month—on video, with my mic on, saying his name in a whisper that made the other players beg for replays. And by Saturday? I was ruined. We played “Seduction Showdown” and he won. But I was the real prize. He said I sounded like sin. I said, “So make me repent.” We didn’t play after that. My mouth was too full to speak.

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Prom is supposed to be a magical experience! Dressing up like a Princess to dance all night with my friends until my feet hurt. Then my handsome Prince is supposed to whisk me off to a lookout somewhere and deflower me in his Daddy’s car. Only that isn’t what happened!

My fucking Prince got wasted on spiked punch and passed out in the boys bathroom. His teammates drove us home, and I was left to end my Prom night with mascara tear streaks down my face and my virginity still intact. I wobbled into the house, carrying my high heels in one hand and wiping my eyes with the other. Tears blurred my vision so much that I walked right into my Daddy’s chest.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

A teacher’s pet like me always gets punished after class. I stayed behind after everyone else left. He shut the classroom door and said, “You know exactly why you’re here.” I bit my lip and nodded. “You think batting your lashes gets you an A? You think wearing that tight little skirt means I won’t notice you’re failing?” He stepped behind me. Grabbed my hair. Pulled. “Bend over the desk.” I obeyed. My heart pounding, my thighs slick with anticipation. He lifted my skirt. No panties.

“Naughty little slut,” he muttered. Then the first spank landed. I gasped. Each one got harder. “Count.” “One, Sir. Two, Sir—” By ten, I was soaking the wood. By fifteen, I was moaning like a whore. Then I felt his cock pressing against me. Thick. Hard. Demanding.

“You want this grade? Earn it.” He fucked me hard, face down on the desk, books scattered, chalk dust in my hair. I took it like the filthy student I was.

He pushed my face into the desk with one hand, the other around my throat, reminding me of my place. “You’re nothing but my fuck toy, aren’t you?” I couldn’t answer. The pleasure was too overwhelming. Continue reading “Teacher’s Pet Gets Punished After Class” →

Pervy Neighbor Goes Too Far

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

My pervy neighbor is so horny for my teen pussy. It’s fun to tease him, knowing he can’t do anything about it. Or at least, I thought he couldn’t. Wouldnt? But he did. The other day I stayed home sick from school and I was sleeping in bed. I only had on a thin sleep tank and tiny cotton panties. I was resting, not trying to impress anyone, ya know?

Little Mr. couldn’t help himself; he must have thought the house was empty because he let himself in. He slipped right into my bedroom and, through slitted eyes, I watched him stalk to my dresser and pull out a pair of my panties. I guess he was so focused; he hadn’t seen me there yet. I snapped my eyes shut before he turned to look, and pretended to be still sleeping.

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Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

I call out your name, “James!” from the top of the stairs, my voice echoing through the hallway. I’ve been running errands all day and I’m excited to finally be home. I drop my bags by the door and make my way to your room, ready to share some good news. I gently push the door open, calling out your name again, only to find you in a rather unexpected position.

You’re sprawled on your bed, your laptop open with my nudes in front of you, and your hand buried in your boxers. Your eyes widen in shock as you quickly pull your hand out, your cheeks flushing a deep red. I can’t help but laugh, “Seems like my little brother is certainly enjoying my photos.”

You stutter, trying to find the right words, but I cut you off, “It’s okay, James. I’m not mad. In fact, I can help you out if you want.” Continue reading “Caught My Little Brother Masturbating” →