Category: naughty-boy

Cumming Without Permission Will Get You Publicly Humiliated

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

As one naughty caller can tell you, cumming without Felicity’s permission will lead you straight to being Publicly Humiliated. He tested this theory by being very naughty. He chose to cum SEVERAL times without asking for approval, and when he told me about it, I dragged him down to the mall.

All of his school friends, the girls he likes and the ones who always poke fun at him, were hanging out in the food court. I dragged him right up to the center stage, where Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny usually sit. Instead, today, it was going to be Mommy Felicity disciplining her naughty boy.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I’m 100% Daddy’s free use brat. Like, no hesitations, no games, no boundaries. My pussy is yours for the taking whenever you want it, and I’ll always be ready to serve it up like the good little bratty girl I am.

Sure, I might mouth off and act a hot mess sometimes, but that’s just my attitude. Deep down, I live for the thrill of being used and loved by a strong, dominant man like you. There’s something so hot about pushing your buttons and watching you lose control, all while I’m writhing in ecstasy on your cock.

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Mommy Anna had invited company over almost every week during the holidays. With every visit, her guests would bring something. A wreath here, a Poinsettia there, a dessert or two as well. One night, she had a couple drop by and gift her and the family a panettone, only this one wasn’t a family favorite. It had nuts in it.

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“Hey there CJ, you ready to go home?” I asked. “Yep yep, I wanna get outta here!” he replied, with great enthusiasm. “I know you’re excited. I’m glad you’re doing better. You’ve been such a good boy in the hospital,” I said as I wheeled him to the front entrance. “I’m not a boy, I’m a man!” CJ pouted, crossing his arms. “Well, you’ll always be my special guy,” I said, ruffling his hair.

CJ blushed, looking down at his hospital gown. He had been in the hospital for a week after an episode, and he was finally being discharged. The doctor had told me to monitor him, keep him settled and not allow him to get too rambunctious, but CJ was a hyper guy, so that was difficult. He really tested my patience and he really wanted to be bad, but I didn’t get upset, I was just happy to have him home. As we got into the car, CJ started fidgeting in his seat. “I’m so bored,” he complained. “Well, we’re almost home. Just be patient,” I said, patting his hand. CJ pouted again, but he settled down. When we got home, I helped him into

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After Mommy Anna had spanked Naughty Ronnie’s bottom another shade of red, he laid in bed in his room throwing his baseball up towards the ceiling and catching it as it fell back towards him in deep thought. He pondered what all those words meant, the dirty words that Mommy Anna had said. He contemplated and thought he might ask one of his sisters for an explanation, but was scared that they would tattle on him and tell Mommy about how he was obsessing over them.

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Naughty Ronnie was running around the house. It was Thanksgiving and they were due to have company over. Mommy Anna had prepared a holiday feast with all the trimmings, and even dessert. Well, she actually had more than one dessert, but the one her and Naughty shared in common was a yummy pannetone. She warned Ronnie to stay out of the kitchen, as she didn’t want him hurting himself, or worse- stealing a crumb or two, or leaving finger marks in her precious entrées.

 

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“God, I love Halloween,” I say, looking around the crowded living room. My Super Woman costume is feeling a little tight in all the right places, and I can feel the sheer coffee brown pantyhose hugging my thighs. “Especially all these costumes. It’s like everyone’s letting their freak flag fly.”

You’re standing next to me, looking equally as good in your Robin Hood outfit. The pantyhose under your tights are a nice touch, and I can’t help but imagine what’s underneath. Continue reading “Stroke To My Pantyhose Pt. 4” →

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Anna was on the bus riding home from school in her uniform. She was pursued  by an older boy who stopped her in her tracks. She couldn’t help but notice him and how handsome he was. He approached her and grabbed her arm. ‘’Where are you going?’’ Said the boy. ‘’Please Sir,’’ she pleaded, I’m trying to go home, I can’t be late, I’ll be in so much trouble.

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One Stinky Saturday Brunch

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Saturday was the start of a perfect weekend! I invited my very best girlfriends over for a special brunch. I mean, who can say no to bottomless Mimosias, right? Zoey, Julie and Torri were going to spend the day relaxing with me, after all, we work really hard to keep all you boys pleased! It’s a big demanding job, and all we wanted was to kick our feet up and laugh about your little dicks! (Ha, scared ya!)

But in the living room, Mr. Stinky Pampers was supposed to be staying out of our way and keeping himself entertained with his toys and trucks. Just as Julie was getting to the good part of her story, my nose twitched. And twitched again as I couldn’t help but sniff. “Ewwwiiieee! What’s that SMELl!” Zoey gagged out the words before I could.

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

Thinkin about you touchin’ me, literally, turns me on. You don’t even have to be here for you to turn me on isn’t that crazy! Just the thought of you makin me arch my back as your fingertips trace over my soft place skin covering every inch of my tiny framed body. It just makes my whole-body quiver and my pussy always drips. The last time when you texted me and told me you were coming over my heart skipped a beat and went right down between my legs. Your just such a man. Forceful and powerful! You didn’t text to ask me if you could come over you TOLD me you were comin over. I knew right then and there that you were in the mood to fuck and that I was going to get it hard and rough. That’s exactly what I wanted. I needed that raw fuckin power that you come at me with. You just brustin into the room with nothing but a hard on and rippin all my cloths off. Forcing me into positions that please you the most. No real concern for me knowin that I will cum.

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