Category: underage fantasy

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

One day after school, I walked into my room and found Daddy sniffing my panties. When I asked him what he was doing he told me that he just loves the way his precious little angel smells. I told him that it was silly for him to smell my panties when he can just smell me instead. His eyes lit up and he asked if he could smell me right then and there. I told him of course he could. He asked me if he could smell me anywhere. I giggled and said yes. That’s when he told me to take all of my clothes off. So I did. Then he told me to lay down on my bed. So I did. He leaned down and put his face in my tummy. Then he closed his eyes and took a long, deep breath. He held it for several seconds as if he was just savoring my smell. Next, he took my legs and spread them wide open. He cupped my butt cheeks in his hands and lifted me up off the bed. Then he planted his face between my legs and licked from my asshole to my clit and back.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I am still in shock over Mr. Martin’s confession. I’d already decided that I wasn’t going to tell him that Mrs. Martin had come into work. She’d found credit card receipts and suspected that he was having an affair. There was no way I could tell her that it was me, or that he also messed around with my uncle. I didn’t want to stop seeing Mr. Martin. I’d even been contemplating quitting my job because of this. I didn’t want her to catch us. And I couldn’t tell him not to come in anymore. But that’s when he dropped a bombshell on me. He told me that ever since he was with my uncle, he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about it. The cravings for more had become so intense that he had even been thinking about going somewhere he could get more cock. He told me that he didn’t even think that sex with a female could ever satisfy him again. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. But right as I thought I had heard it all, I found out that I hadn’t at all.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY Ext 463

I was taking a hot shower, and I was almost done when my brother walked in on me. He thought I would have freaked out on him, but instead, I decided to tease him and put on a little show. “Let me set up the camera, I wanna give you something to touch yourself to when I’m gone,” I said.

I turned off the water and let the water drip down every curve of my skin before I wrapped up in a towel and went to my room. The towel was set up on the bed and then I laid down on it. I wanted to give him a sexy little show, so I started rubbing my body. I lightly grazed my titties, focusing on squeezing my nipples. It felt so good and my legs shook as sparks ran through my body.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I couldn’t believe that Mrs. Martin came into work. She was like an aunt to me, and I couldn’t let her see me working there. So I went to hide in the bathroom. My heart was racing at the thought of being caught and my mom finding out that I work at a breastaurant. As a preacher’s daughter, that’s not acceptable. But I was also completely freaked out because I had been having an affair with Mr. Martin. Not to mention the couple of times that my uncle also had his way with Mr. Martin. I was so scared. I didn’t know what to do. As I paced the restroom, I just kept asking myself what on earth she could be doing there. And I was just hoping that she had already left. But that’s when the restroom door opened. It was her. I tried to turn but she knew it was me. She had a look of desperation in her eyes. And she told me that she promised not to tell anyone. She just needed my help. I was literally trembling as I nodded my head in agreement.

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Rachel 1*844*322*2639 Ext 457

I couldn’t believe that Mrs. Martin came into work! We were doing a dance on the bar. It was western night. So we were wearing little crops, extremely short, cut off jean shorts, cowgirl boots, cowgirl hats, and pigtails. The place was packed and the guys were going wild. But there was someone at the back of the room that looked very out of place. She was by herself and actually seemed nervous. That’s when I realized that it was Mrs. Martin. Then I started wondering why she was there. I started getting really nervous. She had no idea I worked there. And I didn’t want her to know. She was like an aunt to me. And I knew she would tell my mom. I was so mortified. But I was stuck up there on the bar. I tried to tilt my hat down to where she couldn’t see my face. But I was so worried that she could tell that it was me.

When the song was over, I worked my way into the ladies’ room as quickly as possible. My heart was racing and I just needed a place to hide out for a moment.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

We were short handed at work when we had our big monthly delivery from our main supplier. The manager asked me to handle it as he tossed me the keys to the freezer. I had no earthly idea what I was doing but I had no choice but to wing it. I did know that I wasn’t allowed to leave him unattended. So I met the delivery driver at the back door and led him to the freezer. I unlocked it and held it open for him. He had a dolly full of boxes. I waited for him to finish bringing in several loads. Then he told me to close the door, and he would get the boxes put away as quickly as possible. It was freezing in there. And I was in my skimpy uniform. So he gave me his jacket. It didn’t help much. But I think he thought I looked cute in it. Because he kept looking over at me with a ravenous look in his eyes.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Dear Diary,

I’ve managed to do it again. No matter how hard I try not to, I always get myself tangled up in such messes. Where do I start? Let’s start with my naughty uncle. He was my last resort to keep from having to move back in with my parents. So in exchange for him paying my rent, I have to stay in school and he has a key to my apartment. He can come in at any time, and I take care of all of his perverted needs. That led me back to the Becketts. What are the chances that Mr. Beckett took over teaching my course last minute? Not only do I have to deal with him again now, but also his crazy wife, and their cuckold marriage. But it also brought someone else into my life. That’s Brent Sterling, my landlord. I am so freaking infatuated with him. It’s really bad. He has a beautiful wife that treats him horribly and two beautiful kids. I literally can’t stop thinking about him.

Then there’s Mr. Martin, my dad’s friend. We grew up with their family and he’s like an uncle to me. But things have gotten weird.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I call him Mr. Mysterious. He always remains anonymous. I don’t know his name, where he’s from, or anything else about him. He uses an unregistered gift card. So he doesn’t have to give me any personal information. But I can always recognize his distinctive voice. It’s so deep and so sexy. Just the sound of it makes me all tingly and wet. When he says my name, my heart skips a beat. It turns me on so much. He’s older and dominant. I feel so young, naïve, and submissive with him. He makes me feel so special and so protected. I love it when he tells me what to do and uses my body for his own gratification and pleasure.

We love roleplaying. It’s always some type of age play, family fun, forced, domination, or bdsm. He has a very vivid and extreme imagination. And he always has very detailed and creative roleplay ideas. The roleplays always include mutual masturbation. He loves to make me cum, and he loves to hear me cum. Of course I love making him cum and hearing him cum just as much, or maybe even more.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I love to be a good girl for daddy. It makes me feel so good to make daddy happy. And it makes me so excited to make daddy feel good. So when he told me that he wanted me to be daddy’s little slut for Halloween, I couldn’t wait. He took me shopping and bought me a lot of little slutty dresses and lingerie.

When we got home, he told me that the reason he got so many was because he wanted me to be his little slut from now on. I was just hoping that being daddy’s little slut was as much fun as being daddy’s good girl. Then daddy went to take a shower. I always like to peak in there and watch him. He was rubbing his dick, and it was getting really hard. When he got out, he asked me if I was ready to be his good girl. That always made me excited because I loved to suck on daddy’s dick and make it squirt in my mouth and all over my face.

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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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