Tag: age play

I'm A Bad Girl

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

I’m a bad girl. Really bad. I don’t want to get in trouble or have anyone do anything about it, but I think if I don’t confess, I’ll burst. The things I think about are shameful and dirty. Things that put people behind bars for long periods of time. If anyone knew the types of things I desired, what kind of filth lurks behind my innocent demeanor, they’d lock me away.

How else would they keep society safe from a monster like me? My darkest secret is that I don’t want to be an accomplice and give someone else the forbidden fruit. I want to take it for myself.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I slept in my bed when I was awakened by a noise.  It sounded like someone crying out.  I sat up in my bed and listened for another minute.  It sounded like Mommy Anna making a noise like she was being hurt.  I climbed out of my bed in my nightie and crept down the hall to her room.  Mommy’s bedroom door was open and as I looked through, I saw my older brother’s best friend jumping up and down on her.  I pushed the door open further and went into the room.  “Mommy are you ok?  Is he hurting you?”

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Teen Panty Sniffer

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Teen panty sniffers are like the lowest of the low. They are the most disgusting type of human beings on this fucking planet. Take my step dad for example.

The dude is addicted to the scent of my jailbait pussy, but he’s too much of a loser to admit it or do anything about it. Instead, he raids my room, looking for worn thongs or cheekies when I’m gone. Anything that may have grazed my little cunny and carried its scent.

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Thick Thighs Save Lives

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

Thick thighs don’t actually save lives. Between them, men find heaven, and you’d do anything to get between mine. These soft, chunky, thick thighs wrapped around your head, muffling the sounds of my moans as they cover your ears. You can’t even look up at me as your tongue digs deep between my folds, and your hands rub at the back of my thighs.

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Thanksgiving Sploshing For Cash

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

Everyone knows big girls like food, but I didn’t expect to get paid for Thanksgiving sploshing at the old folks home! Every year, I volunteer to hang out with the old people whose families are too busy for them. The nursing home is overwhelmed, and being there to hand out Thanksgiving dinner plates or even help feed some of them makes a big difference. The nurses warned me that Old Mister Jensen was a bit of a perv, but I’m used to that.

I carried his tray into his room and gave him a warm greeting. “Mmm, you a big bitch,” He licked at his toothless gums while eyeing me up and down. Continue reading “Thanksgiving Sploshing For Cash” →

I love hard taboo fucking!  What I love even more is when you give me hard taboo fucking.   Whether it’s on my back, face down, bent over, or standing up against a wall.  I love it all.

Especially if it’s nasty AND hard AND rough and kinky.  OMG!  Kinky taboo fucking.  We could play hunter and prey.  I can try and run and hide and you can catch me and use me in a primal aggressive way.  Fuck me wherever you catch me in any way you want in that moment.  All of my slutty holes are up for grabs when I’m all yours to do with as you wish.

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I've Got Little Sisters

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

People say a sister is a friend for life, and I know that’s true because all three of my little sisters are like my best friends. They look up to me so much, and I love teaching them new things. Watching them struggle at first and then master a task makes me so proud.

Almost like a little Mama, ya’ know? They all look a little like me and a little like themselves. But you can definitely tell we’re related by our long dark hair and our chunky cheeks. Daddy says he loves that his little girls are all healthy.

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Valerie 844-332-2639 Ext 243

My favorite friend to play dress up with called again today! We’ve been having so much fun trying on different girlie outfits and exploring how they make my friend feel. Remember, he’s little, and I’m his babysitter. I love how much he trusts me to guide him through our fun.

Today I thought it would be exhilarating to let him dress up as a pretty sissy Ballerina! His whole face lit up when I held up the pink tutu. “Have you ever worn tights like this?” I asked, and his little head shook excitedly. I had him remove all his clothing and boy undies, then rolled the toe of the pink pantyhose up his legs. The waist rested at his belly button, and I noted how cute his little bits looked all wrapped in soft pink.

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Big Girl Likes Candy

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

The other day, while skipping school, I was hanging out at a friend’s house. A bunch of us were there; some older guys I didn’t know were partying in her basement. I pushed my way through the cloud of smoke to see what they had to offer. I’ve never had a taste of rock Candy, and there were rumors the biggest dealer in town was hanging out on my friend’s couch.

Music was playing, and there he was, sitting on a raggy, sunken couch, flicking a lighter. I stepped over a few piles of clothes and empty energy drink cans to sit on the sofa beside him. My too-small skirt showed off plenty of thighs, and he eyed me knowingly.

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Felicitys man of the house

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It’s been hard on my son since the divorce. He thinks he has to be “Man of the house” now, and most of the time, I think it’s cute. Tonight, however, not so much. I was in my bedroom, getting dressed for a date, when he came in all pouty. “You shouldn’t go.” He whimpered.

I pulled him into a hug, wearing just the lingerie I had planned and my heels, his face nuzzled into my breasts. “Don’t you want Mama to go and have a good time?” I asked against his hairline. Even with things being so different now, I knew in my heart he wanted for me to be happy.

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