Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Miss Anna had a sexy couple move in next door. It consisted of a strapping young, tall handsome man, and it’s totally hot bimbo wife. She decided to bring them a housewarming gift and welcome them to the neighborhood. In return, they invited her over for dinner.
Melanie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 463
How many dirty little secrets do you have? I have an endless amount, but I’ll let you in on one little secret at a time. I want to tell you about the time I went to a sex club and was the center of a nine-person orgy. There were two other beautiful, sexy women, and six men in total. It was delicious!
I walked into the club, and the center room was painted black with a bunch of domination toys. I saw whips and floggers hanging all over the wall. There were a few couches set up in the room and there were already eight people in the middle of a full-fledged orgy. One guy popped his head up and he looked at me and waved me in. I was going to be the center of this orgy!
My clothes were stripped off and I let them hit the floor. I was left standing in my red and purple lingerie, with lacey panties and my stiletto heels. Walking over to the center, I pushed my way into the orgy. I got down on my knees on the floor and hand my hands resting on the couch ready for cocks to pump me full.
Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413
God, how does it feel being a pussy free loser? The best part of it all is you don’t even have a little dick. Most pussy free idiots aren’t that way by choice. They are born with a two-inch prick that no female wants. Not you, though, you’re handsome, or at least most people think so, intelligent, and funny. Yet, look at what I’ve turned you into.
A broke dick gooner who can’t cum without being humiliated by a beautiful woman you’ll never sink your dick into. Are you embarrassed? Because you should be.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Amber and I have been friends forever. We’re so close that living together just made sense. We like the same things, enjoy the same types of boys, and have so much fun together. But, like most girls… we have a deep, dark secret. A desire that borders on, shall we say, the illegal side of things? No one would suspect it from us. We appear so innocent and sweet, but there is a darkness inside of us that longs to be fed.
And so we feed it, down in our basement.
Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
I’ve got a special naughty activity that I love to do at the end of a long day. At the long of a particularly long day, I enjoy calling one of the local pizza delivery restaurants and ordering a last minute, late night delivery. Last night, I was desperately in need of release and relief from the stress of the day. So, I waited until the last minute and ordered a pizza for delivery. The young hot delivery boy arrived at my door with my hot pizza. But it wasn’t the pizza that I was after after my long hard day. I desired hot young delivery boy to satisfy my particular hunger.
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
There was a time when I got more attention from the boy next door than my own husband. He felt like working overtime to make as much money as possible was more important than spending time with me. So I was left home alone a lot. I was bored, so horny and starving for attention. So what does a girl do in this situation? She goes shopping! And where does a very horny girl go shopping? The sex store! Yes, I wanted, no, I needed some toys! There were so many to choose from. But the waterproof ones caught my eye since I love to play with myself in the hot tub. I couldn’t get home fast enough. My pussy was so wet and ready to test them out.
Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463
I invited my friend John to a weekend getaway at my fabulous cabin retreat. There was a lovely little secret that he didn’t know about though. I had an old metal rod bed that squeaked and creaked like crazy. It was like the more we fucked on it, the more noise it would make, and the harder I would cum. So, he doesn’t know yet, but he will soon find out.
After a long four-hour drive we arrived at my cabin. I walked inside and turned on the lights. It was a beautiful log cabin in the mountains surrounded by snow this time of the year. After waiting four hours, I had to jump his bones. I grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom.
We started making out and I ripped his shirt off. I pushed him against the wall and made out with him harder. He grabbed me and squeezed me so tightly and pushed me onto the dresser. I was sitting on the dresser and wrapped my legs around his waist, and he picked me up. I always wanted to get fucked in the air. But I told him to throw me on the bed instead.
Nadia 1-844-332-2639 ext. 377
It’s finally happening…
The heavy oak door of his office clicked shut behind me, the sound echoing in the sudden, profound silence. It was just us. The air was thick with the scent of old books and his cologne, something rich and woodsy that made my head spin. I clutched the pretense of my failed exam paper in my hand, the crisp edges digging into my sweaty palm. He didn’t say a word at first, just leaned back against the edge of his large mahogany desk, crossing his arms. His gaze was intense, a physical weight that traveled down my body, lingering on the swell of my breasts beneath my thin blouse and the hem of my skirt that suddenly felt far too short.
When he finally spoke, my name was a low rumble that vibrated through the floorboards. He pushed off the desk and took a single step toward me, closing the distance until I could feel the warmth radiating from his body. He gently took the crumpled paper from my hand and tossed it aside, his fingers lingering against mine for a fraction of a second too long.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
When I say fill me up, I mean it. For me, the greatest thrill, the purest joy, comes in the shape of a man’s penis. Call them what you want – weiners, cocks – for me, they are nothing more than hard pleasure. The sight of one, firm and eager, makes my breath catch.
I love the feeling of putting a big juicy cock in my mouth. Thick and warm, sliding over my tongue, filling my cheeks, pressing against the back of my throat. It’s a delicious test of how much I can take and how deep I can go. The way it stretches my jaw, pushing, pulsing, making me gasp for air even as I crave more.
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.